【Passionate Undercurrents Series: Wife's Chaos】(25) Author: Yi Ming

Author: Yiming
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(25) Dating

"Who do you want me to be?"

"Cao You" only replied with this sentence when it was almost noon the next day. After that, no matter what I said, "she"
was unmoved.

The sexy lingerie in the photos that made my heart flutter, Xinyan never wore in front of me. I searched
the house , but I couldn't find it.

I made an excuse to go into the bathroom when she was taking a shower. As a result, no matter how long I dawdled, she would always have her back to me in the shower
room . Later, she simply locked the door when she took a shower. Could it be that she really has some
secret that she doesn't want me to see? I don't know how long she will "scorch the fields" against me. What puzzles me even more is that she, who is almost thirty and like a wolf, can actually tolerate

this kind of "scorch the fields" without any reason . Meiying slowly started to talk on WeChat. In order not to make her feel dangerous, I carefully controlled the degree of my words. I would have these very proper conversations with Meiying whenever I had the chance, in front of Xinyan. With Xinyan's permission, I copied the two videos she had already shown me to my phone. The weather suddenly became hot and humid. Every night, lying next to her, the scent of flesh mixed with shower gel would inexplicably make my penis incredibly hard. One night, I finally couldn't resist and took off my only underwear, releasing . I felt Xinyan glance at my groin, and she suddenly rolled over to the other side. I immediately rolled over behind her and reached out to pry her shoulders open. My fingers had barely touched her skin exposed outside her nightgown when she gently brushed them away. I simply lifted the hem of her nightgown and quickly slipped my hand between her buttocks. Just as I was about to use my fingers to pry open the edge of her underwear, she thrust forward, rolling her body onto her back . I stood there, panting heavily, stunned for a long time, then reached for my phone on the bedside table. "Meiying, can you lend me a few condoms?" When that question came from the video playing on my phone, I clutched my genitals in my hand. Every time I heard the part about lending "a few" condoms, I felt an indescribable panic. Why did she plan from the beginning that night to have more than just Dawei do it to her? Thinking about how what should have been a one-person affair for Dawei had turned into a nine-person party, and feeling the suppressed calm of the woman beside me, I began to act without hesitation. "Put on your headphones." Xinyan, still lying flat, crossed her legs and said calmly. I hesitated for a moment, picked up the headphones, plugged them in, and turned up the volume, letting the obscene sounds of intercourse and the comments of the onlookers assault my eardrums alternately. "Damn, your cunt's wet, does it feel good?" Just before that sentence, I released my rapidly rubbing hands and took the opportunity to pull out the headphones. Dawei's sarcastic tone suddenly echoed in my bedroom, and the body beside me immediately trembled on the mattress. Before she could react, I plugged in my earphones again. As the chaotic sounds of her approaching climax filled the room, I skillfully stimulated my increasingly sensitive skin with my fingers and palms. "No, no...it's...it's coming...it's coming...ah, ah..." This time, when I pulled out the earphones, the room echoed with Xin Yan's almost moaning groans. "So eager already, being her husband must be easy." This was followed by Mei Ying's deliberately coquettish voice from the sidelines. With a series of chaotic breaths coming from the body beside me, I almost "easily" went off the rails. I plugged the earphones back in, quickly regaining my composure, after all, Dawei still had one last thrust for this body. "No, don't ejaculate inside...I, I'm...it's my fertile period today...uh~...ah..." When this last moan was released into the bedroom, the phone screen showed a final, desperate struggle of hair, flesh, and semen . I could no longer suppress my urge to release, and the owner of that sound timed it perfectly. With a series of tremors from the mattress, she let out another moan, almost exactly the second before losing control. I tossed my phone aside, watching the arc of the liquid as it spurted through the air, and noticed that had been pulled up to her thighs, and a hand was groping and kneading intensely inside her underwear. As the afterglow of my release subsided, I stared blankly at the ceiling until a warm hand crept up my bare abdomen. Xinyan scraped up the largest glob of liquid with her fingers and held it out to me. In the dim light of the bedside lamp, the liquid, which should have been white, appeared even more yellow, revealing the pent-up desire within. Xinyan brought her face close and sucked the liquid that was about to drip from her fingers into her mouth. After a few obvious swallowing motions, she looked at me with a grin. "I want to talk to you about something," Xin Yan said, her breath reeking of semen. Aside from sex, our conversations had been normal lately, so I was a little confused about what she wanted to discuss at this time. "What is it?" Frustrated that I was only ever getting the attention I deserved, I gave a casual reply. "I want to buy a car." " Buy a car? How?" Xin Yan had always wanted a car, especially after her sister Ruo Xin bought one, but our family's financial situation had prevented us from doing so. "You can get a loan; the down payment is already covered." "Then… I'll buy it…" Hearing that she had enough for the down payment, I was somewhat surprised, but I completely lost interest in asking how much it was or how she had saved up. In this situation, I could only give such a vague answer. Perhaps because my reaction wasn't very enthusiastic, Xin Yan rested her head on my chest. A few strands of hair flew to my lips, bringing with them a lingering, slightly pungent scent of female release. "From now on, I'll have a car loan every month. Also, I don't want my parents to help with the mortgage anymore." "Hmm... I've been doing alright these past few months..." "So you plan to stay like this forever?" "Hmm... Isn't this good... I've just gotten a bit more familiar with this line of work... I should be able to..." "Do you want to go back to Lao Gu's?" Xin Yan interrupted my attempt to promise increased income. Lao Gu was my former boss at my company.

Xinyan's state-owned enterprise is their biggest client. After being fooled by Dawei, I was
fired . I suddenly remembered the day Meiying had her accident at the mall. When Dawei came to pick her up, he
inexplicably asked Lao Gu in the underground parking garage if he had called me.

"Why would Lao Gu still want me?"

I said, but secretly I thought that if I could go back to Lao Gu, not only would my job be much more respectable,
but income would increase several times over.

"Think of a way,"

Xinyan said, and my mind raced. Could it be through Dawei?
No wonder I caught Xinyan being groped by Dawei on the mall security camera. But does Dawei have that kind of
power ? Or maybe it's Boss Xiao; if he intervenes, there's nothing Lao Gu can't handle.
The obscene photos posted by "Cao You" immediately flashed through my mind. This explained why Xinyan, after defeating these people,
was still willing to maintain an improper relationship with them.

"Isn't that unnecessary..."

I couldn't help but swallow a few times as I spoke.

"Why not? Besides, I already have plans."

Xin Yan said, then leaned back and lay down on her side.

"What plans? Who are you making plans with?"

I quickly turned to face her and asked, wondering if she had directly made plans with Lao Gu.

"It's getting late, go to sleep, I have things to do tomorrow."

Xin Yan said, then turned her back to me, pulling up the hem of her skirt to
cover her exposed white bottom and thighs.

I didn't sleep well all night, only managing to drift off to sleep as dawn approached. When I woke up,
I heard Xin Yan already eating breakfast alone in the living room.

On Saturday mornings like this, Xin Yan usually cooks breakfast for herself. She was sitting at the table eating her
bowl of tomato and egg noodles. Seeing me come out of the bedroom, she smiled and invited me to eat with her.

I chewed the perfectly cooked noodles, but they tasted like wax, my mind
preoccupied .

If she really made an appointment with Lao Gu today, how could she possibly close the deal? Play the "comeback" card again? That
would let Lao Gu take advantage first. And if she really works for Lao Gu in the future, this whole thing will inevitably leak out,
and everyone will see the green hat I'm wearing. How am I supposed to face people at the company then?

"What time are you meeting today?"

I thought for a moment and decided to discuss it properly with her, so I spoke up.

"Um...noon."

Xin Yan answered, quickly stuffing a mouthful of noodles into her mouth.

"Then, will you be getting a hotel room?"

"Ah, um...what hotel room..."

Xin Yan seemed to choke suddenly, coughing a few times before she could finish.
I keenly caught the hint of panic in her eyes, the kind that comes with a child's misbehavior.

"Sure, you're getting a hotel room. It's such an important meeting, he'll just take advantage of you."

I said, lowering my head and taking a big bite of noodles.

"It can't be that bad, can it? Don't think so badly of people."

I could feel Xin Yan glancing at me as she spoke.

"Whether he's bad or not, he's still a man, right?"

I deliberately didn't look up at her as I spoke. I thought to myself that although I hadn't worked at Lao Gu's company for long and hadn't seen him
lecherously eyeing women, I had gone to KTV with him a few times and witnessed the old man's
lecherous .

"So, according to you, if this can only be done in a hotel room, you'd agree to it too?"

"It's an unspoken rule, there's nothing we can do about it."

After I finished speaking, I
suddenly My heart sank.

"Don't let your denial fool you, you actually really want to go back to work for Lao Gu."

Xin Yan immediately dropped her ambiguous smile and said with a gentle smile.

"Then let's set him up!"

I swallowed the noodles stuck in my throat and blurted out a resolute sentence.

"What, what? A honey trap? I, I... then I won't go!"

Xin Yan's smile froze instantly, and she slammed her chopsticks on the table as she spoke.

"If he's reasonable and willing to help you, then he's not involved. But if he's lustful,
isn't a honey trap the best option?

" "But... but..."

Xin Yan stammered, not finishing her sentence when she saw my serious expression.

"But what? Why be polite to this kind of person? First, you can catch him red-handed, and second, you can stop him
from constantly bothering you."

"Wouldn't that mean you're completely taking advantage of him?"

"Why not take advantage of someone like that?"

I was annoyed that she felt it was unfair to a man who wanted to take advantage of her. Is it really true that women
can become addicted to exchanging their bodies for something?

"But I felt that it might not have come to that point, and I know my limits."

Xin Yan's face suddenly clouded with worry, as if her original plan had been disrupted.

"You think he'll be any different just because you know your limits?"

"What's wrong with you today? It's like you're forcing me to go to a hotel with someone... Am I no
longer ...?"

Xin Yan lowered her head sheepishly after saying that.

"That's not what I meant. I meant that with someone like Lao Gu, you either shouldn't beg him, or you
should . Someone like him..."

"What, what, Lao Gu? How did Lao Gu get involved?"

Xin Yan looked up, completely bewildered.

"What's wrong? Didn't you make plans with Lao Gu?"

"I, why would I make plans with Lao Gu..."

"Then who did you make plans with?"

I emphasized the last "who," as if expressing the sudden question mark that arose in my mind. Xin Yan
lowered her head again, seemingly hesitant, or perhaps reflecting on what she had just said, wondering if she had unintentionally revealed
a secret. I was also reviewing our conversation, replacing Lao Gu with a completely unknown person,
savoring the various nuances. The only thing I was certain of was that this person wasn't Dawei or Boss Xiao's group; it was
someone else entirely . The room was so quiet you could hear each other's heartbeats and breaths.

"Um…it's a male classmate from high school,"

Xinyan cleared her throat, finally breaking the silence.

"A male classmate? Which male classmate?"

"Don't ask anymore, you wouldn't know him anyway. He came all the way from out of town, I can't not go."

With that, she left me alone at the dining table and went into the bathroom. As I heard
the sound of running water, I left the table and plopped down on the sofa in the living room. My thoughts were in turmoil. I lit
a cigarette, took a deep drag, held it for a moment, and slowly exhaled.

As a husband, should I ask about this man? My woman
was about to go on a date that filled me with lustful fantasies, and considering our earlier conversation and her expression,
she had harbored certain intentions from the beginning.

If what happened in the new house that night was sudden and unavoidable,
was I just going to stand by and watch my wife satisfy another man's desires?

Although Xinyan was very hygienic, she usually wouldn't shower the next morning if we hadn't had sex the night before.
It's perfectly understandable for a woman to shower before an important occasion, but because of her inadvertently revealed
thoughts , I couldn't deny that she had groomed herself for some purpose.

After the sound of water in the bathroom stopped for a while, Xinyan opened the door a crack, saw me sitting in
the living room , then closed the door again, and came out after a while.

Strangely, she usually wrapped herself in a towel after showering, but today she was wearing only her underwear and
slippers walking quickly to the bedroom. Even stranger, she was still wearing the same underwear from last night.

I stubbed out my cigarette in the ashtray, stood up, and went to the bedroom, wanting to discuss this matter with her again.

Xinyan didn't expect me to follow her in, and she quickly closed a drawer the moment I opened the door. She glanced
at me, walked to the wardrobe, opened the door, and reached into the clothes she had recently acquired.

"Xinyan, what do you think of this classmate's character?"

I stopped behind her and asked, trying to remain calm.

"Don't overthink it. I was just saying it because you said it, don't take it seriously. He was pretty
well-behaved ."

Xinyan turned around, her long eyelashes fluttering as she spoke earnestly to me. It felt strange to see a young woman, wearing only underwear,
commenting how well-behaved a man other than her husband was.

Her usual underwear was practical, completely incomparable to the unsightly styles in the photos
.

"Your classmate must be doing quite well, right?"

"Why?"

"He should be married by now."

"What, are you trying to subtly inquire about him? I told you not to ask, I know nothing about him
."

"So you don't keep in touch often?" "We

haven't contacted each other since graduation. We just ran into each other a couple of days ago. Now you can relax."

"Doesn't he live in another city? How did you run into him?"

"Are you interrogating me?"

Xinyan blushed slightly as she said this, pouting as if she were coquettishly annoyed by my concern for her.

"Then I'll tell you. I happened to run into him that day when I was on business..."

Xin Yan stopped abruptly after only getting to the beginning.

"And then?"

I pressed.

"That's it? What else? Did you go to a hotel? You always think so badly of people! I've only been in the purchasing department for
two days, and..."

Xin Yan slammed on the brakes again, instinctively reaching out to cover her mouth, but she restrained herself.

"With what? With whom?"

"With, with Dawei, on business..."

Xin Yan stammered, stealing a glance at me.

"Oh, is that so?"

I pretended to breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that with all this secrecy, who knows if it was business, personal business,
or just using work as a pretext for personal gain.

"He, he even misunderstood... me, Dawei and I are a couple..."

Xin Yan frowned
slightly . She seemed unwilling to accept it. She stammered as she spoke, while secretly watching my reaction.

I really don't know how intimate these two are when they're together, that people would mistake them for a couple or even a married couple. But
if they can't even figure out each other's marital status, then Xinyan and the mysterious man probably don't have any connection. I
was going to say, "Didn't you explain it to him?", but I didn't want her to feel that I cared too much about her
relationship with Dawei.

"How could a man who's doing so well lack women around him?"

After saying that, even I wasn't sure if I was talking about the mysterious man or Dawei.

"Sometimes don't think too badly of people."

When I spoke, Xinyan's eyes couldn't help but dart around a few times. She paused, her mouth slightly open, and finally
uttered the same vague sentence.

I glanced down at the fleshy inverted triangle of her thighs, which were tightly closed, and couldn't help but wonder if women's
thoughts were really that naive? A man would travel a long way to see a woman, especially a beautiful
young woman like Xinyan, what other purpose could he have besides wanting to get intimate with her?

Seeing that I didn't speak, Xinyan took out a lake-green silk dress I'd never seen before from the wardrobe. I had no
idea when she bought it. When she put it on and looked in the mirror, I almost fainted. The deep V-
neckline revealed half of her breasts, and the dress only reached the upper part of her thighs. To be honest, the dress
perfectly accentuated Xinyan's alluring figure and added to her sexy charm.

"Won't this cause misunderstandings?"

"Oh dear, look at you like this! I was just teasing you this morning."

Seeing my displeasure, she suddenly lifted the hem of her skirt, spreading her thighs slightly outwards,
while simultaneously pushing her genitals, covered by her underwear, forward. She responsibly left
two small flaps of fabric covering her crotch exposed, like two outstretched hands when someone shrugs.

"I found out my period started while I was showering, so you can relax now. We haven't seen each other for so many years, and besides,
she might not even be able to help. Why are you so suspicious?"

Xin Yan angrily threw down her skirt, slightly adjusting it in front of the mirror,
muttering to herself. Perhaps because it was still early, she plopped down at the vanity and began
leisurely fixing her hair.

Several times, her slightly displeased gaze met mine in the mirror, but Xin Yan avoided it with a blank expression.
Finding myself at a loss for words, I reluctantly turned and left the bedroom.

Just as I reached the sofa to sit down again, the bedroom door slammed shut behind me. Thinking of my wife inside,
getting ready for a date with a man, I couldn't help but recall the saying, "A woman dresses up for her lover."
Suddenly, I heard a ringtone from the dining table—it was Xinyan's phone. I quickly picked it up, saw it was
an unfamiliar number, and after a moment's thought, turned and went back to the bedroom.

As soon as I opened the bedroom door, I saw Xinyan slam a drawer shut.

"Is this my phone? Give it to me!"

Seeing me holding her phone, Xinyan rushed over and took it, then
headed out of the bedroom.

"Yes, yes…you'll see the Convention Center Hotel

sign after you get off the highway…" Xinyan's voice trailed off; I wouldn't have heard her if I hadn't been pressing my ear against the crack in the door.

"Okay, okay, I'll be there soon too…" I

'd just said goodbye to the person on the other end of the line when I heard her grabbing her bag and putting on her shoes in the living room.

"Are you coming back for dinner?"

I was about to open the door and go out, but then I thought better of it and asked her through the door, because I really didn't want to see her
rushing out in such a flustered state.

"I'll call you."

As soon as I finished saying this inexplicable sentence, I heard her open the door, followed by a slam
.

The whole house instantly became silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

I stood there dumbfounded in the middle of the bedroom. Apart from the lingering scent of her body in the air,
she, who had been so alive just moments before, had vanished without a trace.

Although I knew Xin Yan was on her period when she went to see this man, I couldn't suppress my curiosity about him.
I only met Xin Yan when I went to university in another city, and I'm not a local, so thinking about it,
I really . Although

Da Wei wasn't in the same middle school as Xin Yan, I heard he had pursued Ruo Xin, who was in the same school. Could he know anything about this man? Right, Xin Yan ran into him with Da Wei; knowing his personality , he would probably ask around. I quickly grabbed my phone and found Dawei's number. "Hello, Dawei? This is Yiming." "Oh, Yiming, hello, hello." "I have a question for you. Is Xinyan with you?" "What's wrong? Checking up on me?" Dawei joked calmly on the other end of the phone. "No, no. It's like this, Xinyan went out today saying she had business and forgot her phone. She left in a hurry and didn't say when she'd be back. I wanted to ask her when she'd be back." "Oh... let me think..." I heard him pause noticeably, thinking, "Don't underestimate this woman. " "She also said she'd be meeting a high school classmate, who came from out of town, apparently for ." "Oh, oh... um, I think so... yes, yes..." Dawei's voice sounded less composed. "I thought you went too, catching up with your classmates." I pretended to have forgotten that he and Xinyan weren't from the same high school. "That's Xinyan's classmate. I didn't go to the same middle school as them." "Xinyan said she ran into him last time, and you were with him too." Seeing that Dawei wasn't quite ready to be straightforward, I decided to be blunt. "Yeah, it's Li Qiang. I ran into him at the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission." "Oh, never mind if you don't know. They're old classmates catching up, so I won't wait for her for dinner." I said casually, pretending to end the call as if nothing had happened. "Li Qiang pursued Xinyan in middle school." Dawei suddenly blurted out this meaningful remark. "Oh? I've never heard of that." I could feel my voice trembling slightly as I spoke. "Oh, you didn't know? It's nothing really, I heard it was unrequited love." If it were before, I wouldn't have paid any attention to a man like that, but after everything that's happened to Xinyan recently , and I've slowly begun to see a side of her that I didn't know before. "Luckily it didn't work out, otherwise I wouldn't be in this situation. Hehe." "Hmm... it didn't work out. Li Qiang went to university in Beijing, and Xin Yan got into your university..." Dawei's tone was hesitant. "Oh, so it's graduation season and breakup season." "Not really, Li Qiang stopped pursuing her at school." "Oh? What happened then?" "Uh... nothing much, it just... just fizzled out." Dawei cleared his throat, deliberately choosing the phrase "fizzled out," easily evoking the image of a rekindled romance . "I thought you knew Xin Yan went to see him today." I disliked his forced nonchalance. "I'm just Xin Yan's boss at work." Dawei emphasized the word "work." "Xin Yan said it was business, I thought you knew." "It was probably arranged by President Xiao." "Oh, I didn't hear Xin Yan mention it. Never mind then, since you didn't know." "Did she go alone?" Dawei asked hastily, as if afraid I'd hang up. "Your work is all arranged by the boss. I never ask Xinyan, so how would I know?" I thought to myself, "You really don't consider yourself an outsider, turning around and questioning me about Xinyan's whereabouts. I'll just have to tease you a bit. " "You should care more about your wife, both at work and in life." Dawei emphasized the word "life" this time. "Your criticism is right. I should learn from you and take better care of my wife. Okay, since it was arranged by President Xiao , I don't have anything more to ask." Bringing up President Xiao was to psychologically intimidate Dawei. It was a reminder that with his status, he didn't have the right to have Xinyan all to himself. "Or I can ask President Xiao for you, if you're still worried." Dawei didn't back down either, deliberately revealing the unspoken thoughts that neither of them could hide from the other. "I think with President Xiao around, no one would dare to cause trouble." Although I verbally retorted to Dawei, I knew in my heart that President Xiao had nothing to do with this.

"Li Qiang is a section chief at the provincial State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission. Even General Manager Xiao bows and scrapes before him."

Dawei's words struck me hard. I hadn't realized Li Qiang's position was so high, and Xinyan
probably already knew. She was deliberately pretending not to know if Li Qiang could help, just to put my mind at ease.
If it weren't for my period today, who knows what would have happened? And once we made the connection, there would
be more opportunities like this in the future.

Dawei was still rambling on on the phone, explaining how their unit was under the leadership of the provincial State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, and
General Manager Xiao's reporting relationship with Li Qiang, etc. I had no interest in listening anymore. I was thinking about how to interrupt him and hang up
when suddenly a thought flashed through my mind.

"Dawei, um... I have a question for you, uh... have you and Xinyan been intimate lately?"

"What? What do you mean by 'intimately'?"

Dawei, who was talking non-stop, was abruptly interrupted by my vague question and didn't quite
catch on.

"I'm asking you, have you slept with Xinyan recently?"

"Slept with, slept with what... What do you mean by that?"

"I'm asking you, have you fucked her recently?!"

Analyzing the photos sent by "Cao You," Xinyan had been played with by him or Boss Xiao quite a bit, but that didn't mean they had
sex .

"I, I haven't fucked her since then, uh... I haven't slept with her. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing..."

I had no energy left to argue and make up with Dawei.

"And you..."

Dawei's urgent question was cut short by my silent hanging up. With his worldly experience, he should have realized what I
was thinking.

It seems Xinyan had already made up her mind; her "cleaning up" was to "purify" her
body so she could offer it to another man.

My phone rang several more times, all showing Dawei's number, which I threw hard onto the bed. This
guy must think I'm going to be cuckolded today. I thought to myself, thank goodness Xinyan got her period this morning. Right now, I really want to see
with my own eyes how anxiously and jealously Dawei, unaware of the inside story, is tossing and turning.

Regarding what Dawei said about Xinyan and Li Qiang back then, I really hope he fabricated it to frame me.
Even if it's true, it was just Li Qiang's one-sided love, and it ended without a trace. Especially Dawei's use of
"ended without a trace," I always feel like he couldn't come up with a new phrase, or there's something he's hiding from me
.

In any case, these are people and events from over ten years ago; is it really worth remembering so much? Thinking back to
my relationship with Xinyan in college, I'm still confident in her devotion to me.

I have nothing to say about her relationship with Dawei and Xiao's group. Because no matter how she ultimately
succeeds in her comeback, she was forced into it in the beginning. This time, I think she might offer herself willingly—is that just pure suspicion,
and objectively, it's not feasible this time either?

Thinking back to our conversation this morning, it could indeed be interpreted as just joking around, and she was even
a little . My mistake was that I initially thought it was Lao Gu, so I tested Xin
Yan by setting up a honey trap. Would that make her think I had boundaries in this area? Extremely remorseful, I slumped onto
the bed .

The thought of Xin Yan's immediate and vehement opposition to the honey trap made my heart skip a beat.
Was Dawei's claim of unrequited love true? And what exactly did "ending without a trace" mean?

Suddenly, I remembered when Li Qiang called that morning, and I took the phone to Xin Yan in the bedroom, I saw her hurriedly close
a drawer. I jumped up and rushed to the dresser, but couldn't remember which drawer it was. I
opened the top drawer; inside were Xin Yan's hair clips, ribbons, and jewelry box, nothing seemed
amiss. I opened the second drawer; inside were neatly folded bras. I opened the third drawer; inside
were neatly folded panties. Just as I closed it, I suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly opened it again.

Between two neatly stacked piles of underwear, I noticed something rolled up. I reached in and pulled it out –
it was the same pair of underwear she'd worn that morning when she changed into her dress. A clean white
sanitary napkin , still damp from her shower.

Not only was her period fake, but she'd even taken off her underwear before leaving. Had she changed into something else? The images of
those underwear in the photos, so suggestive they made my heart race, suddenly flashed before my eyes. My movements were stiff as I rummaged through
the entire drawer of underwear; they were all similar, the usual style.

Suddenly, I noticed a drawer on the bedside table next to Xinyan's bed wasn't fully closed. I felt a sudden
weakness , unable to even reach out. Suppressing my racing heart and heavy breathing, I slowly pulled open the drawer.

A cardboard box lay open at one end, leaning against the drawer, from which several small, round pouches slid out
.

Xinyan always closed the box after taking out condoms. I lifted the cardboard box, letting all the small square bags inside slide
out. Although I'd never counted them, I remembered buying them just before the night of the incident, and now only half a box remained
.

My mind went blank, and I slumped onto the bed.

Should I go this time?

As I regained some composure, this question kept swirling in my mind. That time in the hotel's ballroom, I
didn't go up, which could be blamed on Ruoxin's presence interfering. A few days ago at the supermarket in Chunmeng, I didn't
go up either, which could be attributed to Meiying's interference. Ruoxin is at odds with her sister, Meiying is at odds with her best friend—that's undeniable.
But if I still stand by this time, who can I blame, who can I condemn? Do I really have a cuckold fetish, or do I want to be a cuckolded
husband?

The Convention Center Hotel is the only hotel in the area that claims to be five-star. Because of its elegant buffet
restaurant exquisite food, despite its remote location, it still attracts many people who drive there specifically
to enjoy a relaxing afternoon tea with their families or close friends.

I had the taxi stop a short distance from the hotel's main entrance and checked my phone; it was still
lunchtime . After getting out, I thought for a moment, then walked through the sun-kissed air and headed straight for the buffet restaurant.
I glanced around from the entrance and, sure enough, saw Xinyan and a man sitting face-to-face in a booth.
Outside their window was a pool of azure water, white lotuses blooming pure and untouched by the mud, their petals scattered like stars on the dark green
leaves.

Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating Xinyan and giving her skin a translucent glow. She was...
Her makeup was very light; aside from the bluish-red lipstick that outlined her lips sexily, her entire face exuded
the youthful energy of a college girl. I noticed she had pulled her deep V-neck up a bit, revealing more of her shoulders,
and her naturally delicate collarbones added a touch of coquettishness to her maturity.

I chose a table that was a bit far away but had a good view. To avoid drawing too much attention to myself
while they were still sitting, I went to get some food.

The man named Li Qiang was dressed in light-colored casual wear, had his hair slicked back, and wore gold-rimmed glasses,
giving him the air of a government official. Although he was the same age as us, he looked much more mature than me. Even though he
was sitting, I could tell he was about my height, and because he was slightly overweight, he appeared quite robust. His face was
now slightly rounder, but you could still tell that he must have had the same defined features as me in his student days.

He was talking animatedly to Xin Yan, who seemed completely absorbed,
occasionally glancing down with a slight smile. The two appeared to be having a pleasant conversation from the start, seemingly forgetting they were in a buffet restaurant, with
nothing in front of them except for a nearly empty glass of water.

Li Qiang and Xin Yan finally got up to get their food. As they carried their plates back to their seats, the man deliberately slowed
his pace, following behind Xin Yan to steal glances at her swaying hips beneath the thin fabric.

Their conversation became even more lively after they started eating. Something Li Qiang said made Xin Yan laugh
uncontrollably, her cheeks flushing as she covered her mouth with a napkin. They had good appetites and quickly finished their food, getting
up to get more.

Each time Xin Yan reached for something, Li Qiang would glance at her V-neck. Xin Yan seemed to sense
Li Qiang's intentions, deliberately slowing her movements and dropping the food she picked up a couple of times. Her
expression didn't seem like she was teasing him, but rather like she was having fun.

Although he had seen her having sex with Dawei in videos before, this was the first time he had actually seen his wife being taken advantage of by
another man, even though from that angle he could only catch a glimpse of her breasts.
The feeling of jealousy that overwhelmed a man was truly indescribable.

Suddenly, a piece of steak on Li Qiang's plate slipped and fell to the ground. This guy immediately squatted down to pick it up,
obediently keeping his head down. Unexpectedly, Xin Yan also squatted down, taking a napkin to help wipe up
the sauce splattered on the floor.

At first, although the front of her skirt had already slipped up to her thighs, Xin Yan kept her legs together and turned
her knees to the side. Li Qiang's gaze could only pass over the low V-neck of Xin Yan as she bent over, focusing on her pair
of white breasts that were happily swaying. I simply couldn't believe that this scene was actually happening in front of me.

I didn't expect that Li Qiang not only had the audacity, but was also very good at testing the waters. If a man knew a woman was using
her period , would he still go to the trouble of taking advantage of such small things?

Xin Yan, trying to wipe away the splattered juice, started twisting her body from side to side, her legs naturally opening and closing
. Li Qiang's eyes immediately darted down, while Xin Yan seemed oblivious. Because they were in public
, Xin Yan had to maintain a natural demeanor, but she controlled the speed of her opening and closing perfectly; Li Qiang didn't mind
following these gaps with his gaze. When Xin Yan tried to stand up, she seemed to have some difficulty, so before pausing, she
casually spread her knees, seemingly unaware that Li Qiang adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses.

She had taken off her underwear with the sanitary napkin attached before leaving home that morning; only Li Qiang knew
what . I really didn't know whether I wanted my wife to be naked at this moment, or to be constricted
by those ugly, uncomfortable fabric bandages, and I didn't know who was harder between Li Qiang and me at that moment.

After they returned to their seats, Xinyan tucked the front of her skirt under the table between her thighs and
quickly wiped herself. This scene didn't escape my eyes.

Perhaps Xinyan was already wet before Li Qiang saw what was under her skirt, after all, she had been keeping a low profile
for weeks. I wondered if Li Qiang's eyesight was good enough to see the glistening moisture. The fact that they could sit
so formally made me very curious about whether they could actually cross that final line. After all, a woman's heart is
unfathomable, and a man is afraid of being taken advantage of rashly. The thought that this might be the end of the day made my
heart flutter. Sure enough

, as they were finishing their second round of eating, their conversation suddenly slowed down, and there seemed to be an awkward silence. It seemed Li Qiang still
lacked courage, or perhaps he felt that the small advantages he had gained today were enough. After all
, who would want something to happen on their first reunion after so many years of not seeing each other? This ending was for the best, but I wondered if Xinyan
had had a chance to ask Li Qiang for help.

I suddenly couldn't believe my eyes. The tablecloth hanging over Xin Yan's legs began to tremble. Looking closer, I saw
that her inner thigh was slightly raised, moving up and down and back and forth slightly, while she casually drank water
from .

Li Qiang, as if electrocuted, sat bolt upright, an expression of disbelief flashing across his face. Like
catching a fleeing animal, Li Qiang swiftly reached out to grab the woman's hand, which had just put down her glass.
Xin Yan leaned back, withdrawing her hand and using a napkin to lightly wipe her lips.

Their conversation heated up a bit afterward. Li Qiang seemed to be pouring his heart out, while Xin Yan showed
a slight shyness.

At first, Xin Yan only focused on eating, but after Li Qiang had finished speaking, she put down her utensils and
wiped her mouth with a napkin. Li Qiang listened attentively as Xin Yan spoke. I felt that Xin Yan had timed her actions
well , subtly seducing her before revealing the true purpose of her trip. As Li Qiang listened, his expression grew increasingly unnatural
. He tried several times to interrupt Xin Yan, but she stopped him each time. By the time Xin Yan finished speaking, Li Qiang
had completely lowered his head.

The content of their conversation puzzled me. I guessed that even if Li Qiang was unwilling or unable
to help , a man shouldn't be so dejected. Had Xin Yan exposed his earlier embarrassment and berated
him for his lack of self-respect? I was actually quite speculative about what she was wearing under her skirt; she might have just changed into
another pair of underwear she usually wore from her drawer. After all, wearing a sanitary napkin in the hot weather is quite uncomfortable if you're not menstruating
. The physical interaction under the table earlier could have been completely unintentional for a woman. If that were the case,
Xin Yan, who hadn't lost her composure, could have easily regained her composure.

Li Qiang ordered two glasses of red wine. As they raised their glasses, Li Qiang said something that seemed to...
It sounded like an apology. Although we were quite far apart, the clinking of glasses clearly reached my ears.
After taking a sip, neither of them spoke, and they both lowered their heads, seemingly having run out of things to say.

It seemed that Xin Yan's act of faking her period wasn't intentional; she just wanted to avoid making me worry unnecessarily.
I remembered the half-open box of condoms. As a grown man, how could I possibly know the exact
quantity of such a thing?

Li Qiang said something to Xin Yan and stood up first. Xin Yan looked at him and stood up as well. At that moment, I
felt a pang of regret; it seemed my job deal hadn't gone through. After all, in today's society, relying solely on old classmates' friendship
might not be enough for them to help you.

They didn't head towards the exit but went straight to the dessert and fruit section. Halfway there, Li Qiang reached out and
supported Xin Yan's waist. She didn't resist, and he simply placed his hand lightly on her waist. The man's
hand didn't slip down to her buttocks to take advantage; it displayed a confident, leisurely enjoyment.

My heart sank. How could my thinking have been so wrong so quickly? So quickly that I didn't even have time to place any
hope in Xin Yan's usual reserve. What were those two talking about? It didn't seem like they were discussing this kind of thing,
and they even seemed to have reached an agreement.

While getting the fruit, Li Qiang even fed Xin Yan a piece to try; the two looked like a sweet
couple . After returning to their seats and finishing all the wine in their glasses, and having devoured most of the desserts and fruit on their plates, Li Qiang
finally called the waiter for the bill. I quickly paid as well, stood up, and hurried them to the lobby.

Sitting on the sofa in the lobby, I saw Li Qiang pull a suitcase to the front desk through my sunglasses, looking
no different from any other business traveler checking into the hotel, while Xin Yan went to the elevator and looked down at her phone.

This naturalness and tacit understanding made me suddenly realize that no one would seriously discuss whether to go to a hotel room or
have sex. Once things have naturally progressed to this point, sex between men and women is more natural than eating or drinking.

After checking into the room, Li Qiang and Xin Yan met in the elevator lobby, but didn't immediately stand together.

I placed my hands on the sofa armrests, clenching my fists so tightly my knuckles turned white. Only
after everyone else had exited the elevator and started walking back in did they finally huddle together. I finally couldn't hold back any longer, leaped up, rushed
to the elevator, squeezed through the crowd, and followed closely behind them.

When Xin Yan turned around and stood still, she saw me standing beside her, wearing sunglasses. She was initially startled, but quickly
regained her composure. Li Qiang, perhaps finding me too close to Xin Yan, put his arm around her waist and
pulled her slightly closer. Through the edge of his sunglasses, I could see out of the corner of my eye that, just centimeters away, Li Qiang's
hand was on his wife's buttocks, gently rubbing them up and down. Through the thin fabric of her dress, I could see
the muscles in her buttocks twitching. Li Qiang, thinking she was losing her balance in the crowd, pressed his hand firmly against the fattest
part of her buttocks.

In the crowded elevator, I could clearly distinguish Xin Yan's
fleshy scent, enveloped in perfume, from the murky air. Perhaps due to increased hormones, her breath carried a
warm, pungent odor unique to her private parts. I only heard myself swallow hard before quickly averting my gaze.

When the elevator stopped at their floor, Li Qiang pushed through the crowd, protecting Xin Yan as they exited. I followed them
off the elevator, staring blankly as they walked towards their room. Li Qiang's hand had already slid to my wife's crotch,
several fingers digging into the silk fabric. The place he was about to enjoy was completely buried in those two plump mounds of flesh.
I tried to see the tension in my wife's back, but her mature hips swayed firmly and calmly, seemingly ignoring
my presence.

As Li Qiang slowed down to find the room number, Xin Yan turned and glanced in my direction. I quickly turned and
walked in the opposite direction along the curved corridor. The thought of Xin Yan's footsteps chasing after me made my heart pound like a deer
. But behind me, there was a loud "bang" as a door slammed shut.

In an instant, a door in my heart closed as well, and I froze, feeling as if
the bones in my legs had been ripped out. A few seconds later, I was able to turn around and walk in the direction they had disappeared, my steps
quickening.

I wanted to punch that door, to stop it all immediately. Suddenly, I realized I didn't even know which
room , or whether it was on the left or right side of the corridor. Standing in the middle of the corridor, I kept
turning left and right. My clenched fist finally fell limply, and I collapsed to the ground, utterly helpless.

This time I was here, but I didn't know where she was. I truly regretted not taking Xin Yan's hand in the elevator
. After squatting there

, bewildered and lost, for what seemed like an eternity, I leaped to my feet and
ran towards the fire escape at the end of the corridor. Reaching the stairwell used for evacuation, I found the fire alarm, smashed the glass with the small hammer hanging nearby
, and firmly pulled the alarm switch.

The piercing alarm immediately resounded throughout the entire hotel. When I returned to the corridor, the doors on both sides opened one after another, and
guests filed out. Not long ago, a hotel fire had occurred in the city, causing numerous casualties.
The people fleeing for their lives all looked panicked, some even disheveled.

When the two people wearing white towel bathrobes ran out of their room, I didn't immediately recognize them.
Surprisingly, Li Qiang was quite gentlemanly, even supporting Xin Yan's slender waist as they ran. I checked my phone;
only a few minutes had passed since they entered the room. Walking against the flow of fleeing people towards them, I tried to call Xin Yan's phone, but
couldn't get through.

As I passed their room, a hotel maid passed by me, also running hurriedly.
Without thinking, grabbed her arm, anxiously pointing to the door and saying I had left something important in the room and
needed her to open it for me. She hesitated for a moment before inserting the key card hanging on her apron strap.
The green light flashed briefly, and she ran off without looking back, not even waiting for my thanks. I quickly turned the handle and pushed the door open
a crack, squeezing in sideways.

The room had a modern, minimalist design, bathed in the afternoon sunlight. On a
king-size bed, the sheets reflected a dazzling white light. Li Qiang's suitcase sat on a low couch,
his clothes scattered on top. The waistband of his beige casual trousers was supported by a belt, resembling a half-open mouth.
I glanced inside and saw a pair of dark men's briefs. Apparently, they had taken off their underwear together.
There were no belongings belonging to Xin Yan in the bedroom; the two of them had taken their shoes, leaving only two pairs of hotel
towel slippers kicked haphazardly.

I pushed open the bathroom door, which was still filled with steam. Xinyan
's dress and underwear lay on the marble sink. On top was a rolled-up pair of panties, one of the usual styles she kept in her drawer,
emanating a familiar scent. Whether amplified by the steam or compared to the unpleasant
smell of a man smoking, that feminine fragrance was even more pronounced.

Seeing a half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray on the coffee table, I
snorted and plopped down on the sofa.

I was glad I'd acted so decisively. It had only been a few minutes, and she'd smoked half a cigarette; surely
we could at exchange a few pleasantries. Even though I'd been so hasty I'd even taken off my underwear, there wasn't time to do anything else.

But even without intercourse, we were definitely naked. One's clothes were in the bedroom, the other
's in the bathroom; I wondered who had undressed first. There's no doubt that Xin Yan's beautiful body is incredibly attractive to men
, and I wonder if Li Qiang's muscular physique might also be making her lose her senses. If it were up to Xin Yan's usual habits, she would
calmly wash herself before letting a man see her, which might not give her enough time. But what if Li Qiang pretended not to mind and
had already eagerly admired the most intricate details of her flesh? The thought of that bare crevice, which
I hadn't even seen with my own eyes, immediately made my heart feel like it was being blocked.

I felt I should take advantage of knowing about the hotel fire to end this, so I took out my phone and tried dialing Xin Yan's number
again . But the phone still gave the message that it couldn't be connected.

Just as I was wondering what to do, something gleaming at the foot of the bed caught my eye. I got up and went
over, using my toe to pull out what was half-hidden in the shadows.

The small silver packaging was the brand I usually used at home; the torn opening seemed to be disdainfully smirking. In an instant,
I was back in that dreamlike supermarket.

My heart felt like it had been scratched hard. In just a few minutes, not only were his clothes
completely off, but the condom was also removed—could he have even fucked her? And he even smoked half a cigarette! If he had
been quick, it would have been a quick plop, less than half a second. The thought of my wife
deliberately abstaining from sex for a while, all for this damn man, and how she might not be able to hide her desire sent shivers down
my spine .

I stared intently at the oversized bed for a while, my mind churning with
images of intertwined bodies and partial impacts. Actually, the bed wasn't even opened, and there were no signs of anyone lying on it. Suddenly, I realized I only saw
the packaging, not the condom inside. So I frantically searched
the trash can, under the bed, in the crevices of the furniture, and even checked the bathroom, but found nothing.

Could he have taken it? But why would he take even a used condom? Was it because he didn't want to leave his
bodily fluids behind? He couldn't have only been good for a few minutes, could he? That wouldn't be enough. Even if they got straight to the point,
they'd still need to undress, shower… and, oh right, half a cigarette. I don't think I should underestimate Li Qiang.

I noticed Xin Yan's handbag wasn't in the room either; she must have taken it during the escape, so I couldn't
figure out how many condoms she brought for this date. Maybe she felt she hadn't brought enough and was reluctant to throw them away? But
I estimated she brought at least half a dozen. Even if she threw away the unused one, or… used half
, she'd still have five left. Wouldn't that be enough for her?

I wondered who was holding or carrying the condom. It's good they hadn't put it on yet;
the thought of frantically trying to pull it off after putting it on made me feel sorry for them. But it didn't seem to slow
down their escape.

It's highly likely they "put" it on—a thought flashed through my mind. But wasn't he afraid that once his
thing went soft, the condom might fall to the ground? I couldn't help but think of Li Qiang's much more robust physique. I wonder if the condom I bought in
my size will be too tight on him. If it's difficult to get it up, then pulling
it down will be a hassle, and if it stays tight even when it goes soft, then it's better to just "wear" it. After realizing it was a
false alarm , it will be convenient for them to have their fun and calm their nerves.

Apart from the bathrobe that was only tied at the waist with a belt and the "battle robe" the man was wearing, the two of them are completely
naked now. Isn't this the perfect opportunity to go out and have sex in the open? I was originally planning to just sit in the room and wait for the
two of them to come back, but now I'm panicking, wondering where this battleground of flesh and blood will be.

With a "creak," the room door was suddenly pushed open. The cleaning lady wearing an apron didn't expect
anyone to be in the room and froze on the spot.

"I saw that kid on the surveillance... 12th floor... East fire escape staircase..."

Accompanied by the crackling of electrical noise, the intermittent
conversation .

"A man... looks to be around 30 years old... about 1.8 meters tall... wearing..."

Listening to the security guards' description of his appearance, the female worker who had been staring at me slowly widened her eyes. Before she could even
cry , I rushed over and gestured for her to be quiet. I quickly pulled out a few bills and stuffed them into her hand,
then pushed her aside before she could react.

Before leaving, I peeked out and, seeing no one in the corridor, quickly
ran towards the nearest fire escape. I had only run a few floors down when I heard hurried footsteps running up the stairs. I quickly opened
the fire door and hid in the corridor, waiting for the footsteps to pass before running down the fire escape to the ground floor.

Looking up at the sign for the lobby, I wondered if it would be dangerous to go out now, then
inadvertently glanced at another sign for the parking lot.

I remembered that Li Qiang had driven here. The words "car sex" had barely popped into my head when I reached out and opened
the fire door leading to the parking lot.

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