【The Story of My Beloved Wife】(02 The Playful Abuse of My Drunken Wife During a Social Event) Author: asuka00

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The Story of My Beloved Wife 2 (Dinner Party 2)

When General Manager Zhu heard Brother Gao suggest taking my wife to his office, his eyes darted around and he laughed:
"You little rascal, I didn't realize you were so dirty-minded! What if she wakes up later?" Brother Gao said: "Don't worry, General Manager Zhu,
I've made this girl drink three kinds of liquor, at least a pound of baijiu alone. When she went to the toilet just now, I even
mixed the baijiu into her red wine. She'll probably be dizzy tonight. Besides, you take Xiaotian to the office first, and I
'll go find her husband. I'll drink with him a bit more, and if they drink too much, they can go to the KTV downstairs. I guarantee nothing will happen." General Manager
Zhu nodded and said: "Okay, we'll go to the office first. You can come up later." After saying that, he pulled
the liquor bottle out of my wife's vagina. I heard my wife let out a soft "hmm" and touch her
clitoris Manager Zhu and Brother Gao exchanged a smile.

Hearing Gao say that, I hurriedly and loudly pushed open the bathroom door on my side and went out. The surroundings
immediately became quiet. When I returned to my seat, my heart was pounding.
On one hand, I didn't want my wife to be played with like that; on the other hand, the urge to humiliate her was also nagging at me. Ultimately, the desire to have sex with my wife won out. I really wanted to see how
my wife would be humiliated by these two perverts in Boss Zhu's office. At this moment, Gao returned and, pretending
nothing was wrong, pulled over a young woman, born in 1992, from the table next to my wife, saying she wanted to have drinks with us. This
young woman was wearing a short-sleeved sailor uniform, a blue pleated skirt, sheer gray stockings,
and black peep-toe high heels. She looked like she had drunk quite a bit. Gao pulled her to sit
next to , touched her thigh, and said, "Come on, Brother X, your wife isn't here, let's have some fun." Then
the three of us, each with our own thoughts, drank two bottles of red wine. Later, this young woman couldn't take it anymore and fell asleep on the table
. Seeing this, I pretended to be unable to hold back either, hugging the girl and slumping onto the table. I heard Brother Gao shout from the side, "Hey,
get up and drink! You guys are already drunk?" After a few shouts, Brother Gao stopped talking. I glanced at him and saw him
smile slightly before turning and walking towards the elevator. I knew he was going to Boss Zhu's office. After

Brother Gao disappeared into the elevator, I got up and entered the elevator next to it. I knew Boss Zhu's
office was on the 10th floor, and the floor-to-ceiling window next to it led to the company's garden balcony, where my wife and the others
usually relaxed during their lunch break. When I got to the balcony, I found it was just as I expected. Although Boss Zhu had closed the balcony curtains,
he was clearly drunk. There was a large gap in the curtains, and the window wasn't closed properly.

I tiptoed closer to the window and saw my wife lying on the office carpet, her hands
tied in a spread-eagle position to the legs of the desk. Her white lace stockings had been cut in half and were tucked into her pink
thighs. Her cheongsam had been lifted up to her stomach, revealing a swollen vulva. The wine bottle that Boss Zhu had brought earlier was still stuck in my wife's swollen
vulva . She had a brown tie over her eyes, and
her mouth was stuffed with someone's sock—Boss Zhu seemed to be a seasoned date rape expert.

Just then, Brother Gao quietly pushed the door open, turned around, and locked it. He was carrying a
toolbox with the company logo and a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor). I didn't immediately see what Brother Gao was holding. Brother Gao gave
Boss Zhu a mysterious smile, squatted down next to my wife, and opened the toolbox. Inside were tools used by the company's
technicians to install equipment. I thought to myself, this is bad

. Boss Zhu was clearly drunk. Sitting in the boss's chair smoking, he said to Brother Gao, "Little Gao, you play first,
I'll sit for a while." Brother Gao chuckled, knelt between my wife's legs, pried open her lips, and poured the Erguotou into
her mouth, seemingly to completely knock her unconscious until dawn.

He lifted his wife's legs onto his shoulders, took a drag of the
62-proof baijiu he'd brought up, and blew it into her vagina. Under the intense stimulation of the strong liquor, her vagina visibly swelled up,
and even in her unconscious state, she squirmed uncomfortably.

After licking his wife's vagina to his heart's content, Zhu Ge took out a hexagonal measuring instrument and inserted it into her vagina. As he
slowly turned the screw, her vagina was gradually stretched open, much like a vaginal dilator, only more perverse in appearance.
Slowly, her vagina was stretched open to nearly five fingers' width, her swollen labia minora, streaked with blood, turned outwards,
her vagina resembling a wanton little fleshy hole awaiting the invasion of a large penis. At this moment, Gao Ge first extended
one finger and stroked it around inside her vagina, seemingly testing its width. As the vaginal
fluid increased, becoming increasingly slippery, Gao Ge slowly inserted two, three, four, and five fingers into
her pink and tender vagina. This kind of fist-fu, something you only see in movies, was being displayed nakedly less than 5 meters in front of me
.

My wife was stimulated by the sudden, enormous object in her vagina, moaning softly through her mouth stuffed with smelly socks,
as if weakly protesting. Her two little white rabbits, exposed by her cheongsam pulled down to her lower abdomen, trembled
and swayed with each thrust of Gao's fist. Her two pink nipples, stimulated, stood erect,
and even had a little white milk seeping out because of her previous experience with vaginal vaginal discharge, which Gao sucked
clean before it even reached halfway. My wife's clitoris, always the most sensitive part, broke through the clitoral
hood at this moment, protruding about 1 cm high. After licking my wife's milk, Gao licked her
clitoris casually took three small folders from his desk and clipped them between my wife's clitoris and nipples. My wife let out
a muffled groan, and a gush of vaginal fluid spurted out from her vagina—my wife had an orgasm. Then, my wife's
nipples suddenly twitched, and streams of milk sprayed over the nipple clamps, covering her breasts. It was the first time I'd ever seen my wife
squirt with her milk! With the squirt, her limp body convulsed, and urine gushed out as well.
Because her vagina was stretched so much, her urethra was squeezed very small, and the pressure of the urine was so high
that it sprayed backwards onto her upper body, breasts, face, and hair, leaving her soaked. My wife's naked
upper body, wet with urine mixed with milk, gave off a faint milky scent that I could smell from outside the window. I couldn't
resist longer, pulled out my already hard penis, and started masturbating to my wife's wanton body.

(This is from a previous chapter about the teasing of a drunken wife

.) My wife works in the sales department of a furniture company, a rather unfortunate
saleswoman . She often has to accompany her boss and clients to social events. Recently, she was promoted to a junior manager, and now she's frequently...
I've been working overtime all weekend.

Today, finally a weekend, I was thinking about taking my wife out for
steak tonight on my way home from work, and then getting home early for some time together. As soon as I got home, I saw my wife frantically trying on
clothes . "Honey, are you going out to eat again…?" I asked. "Yeah," my wife
replied, her chin resting on a gray blazer. "A few guests came to the Erdos X factory for an inspection today, and General Manager Zhang asked Brother Gao to accompany them. He
's in Beijing, so he can't come back." "Oh. I was saying I'd take you out for steak and some drinks tonight…" I
complained angrily. It's that Brother Gao again. He always finds a way to bring my wife along when he has business dinners. He's such
a smooth talker, always making my wife swoon. She's practically treating him like a male confidant.

"Okay, okay, honey, don't be angry. I'll be home early~" My wife put on a gray blazer over a tight-fitting white
lace blouse , and before even putting on her skirt, she walked barefoot to the sofa with her long white legs. I
lounged lazily on the sofa, my wife's plump mons pubis right in front of my nose,
encased in a tight black lace panty, exuding an alluring scent of hormones. This made my large penis stand up abruptly, creating
a tent in my shorts. Seeing this, my wife chuckled and pressed her size 36 foot against my erect penis. "
Don't move, " she said coquettishly. Then my wife shook out the black pantyhose in her hand, pointed her toes, and gently
slipped the stockings onto her snow-white toes. She looked at me provocatively, slowly pulling the stockings up her calves with her slender hands,
past her knees. My wife smiled and said, "Honey, help me put them on." I felt my penis was about to burst,
my arteries pumping blood like crazy. I stroked my wife's white thighs, slowly pulling the stockings up to her thighs, and casually
lifted her panties. I inserted my index finger into her vagina. With a "whoosh," my wife's body went limp,
leaning against me. This little slut, she was indeed soaking wet down there. My wife nestled in my arms, her right hand also
reaching into her panties, rubbing her clitoris. After about five minutes, my wife's body tensed, she bit my
shoulder, and moaned "woo woo woo"—my wife had an orgasm.

After my wife's climax, she raised her flushed face, looking at me with seductive eyes, and inserted her fingers, dripping with her juices
, into my mouth. A lewd smell wafted towards me. I licked her juices while rubbing her
vulva. My wife gently pushed me away, saying, "Don't do this. Brother Gao will be downstairs to pick me up soon.
Everyone will recognize me if I go out like this. Be good, I'll be back early." After saying that, my wife stood up, put on
her pencil skirt, went to the bathroom to tidy her clothes, and hurriedly left. Watching my wife leave in her 10-centimeter high
heels , the lewd aura made me swallow hard.

I played games at home idly until almost 1 a.m., when I finally heard a knock on the door. My wife had finally
returned. As soon as she entered, I smelled a strong odor of alcohol. Brother Gao was holding my wife's waist with his left hand—or
rather, his entire hand was on her buttocks. I placed my wife's left hand on my shoulder with my right. She
was speechless, only making muffled "oohs" sounds. I quickly opened the door, and Gao
helped my wife into the living room. When they passed me, I noticed that the top three buttons of my wife's blouse
were undone. Because the blouse was low-cut, she was wearing a thin, half
-cup bra to avoid showing it. With the three buttons undone, most of her breasts were exposed.
Anyone above her chest could see them; from my height, I could even see half of her pink areolas.
Her stockings had a large tear on her thigh. The collar of her blouse was covered in red wine stains—I
wondered how much alcohol she'd been given.

Gao was also flushed and slurring his words. We helped lift my wife onto the bed. Before we could even take off her
high heels , Gao made a "uh" sound and ran to the bathroom, vomiting violently
. I ignored him and went to the bathroom to get a hot towel to wipe my wife's face and chest. My wife pushed
my hand away, saying, "Don't touch me, I'm all wet...so wet..." Hearing this, I knew without a doubt that
my wife . I reached down to touch my wife's vulva and was surprised to find that her legs were completely empty,
her pantyhose was torn, and her underwear was gone. The pubic hair around her vulva was wet. "Could
she have been penetrated again?" I thought. "I hope she's pregnant again..."

I lifted my wife's skirt and, sure enough, saw that her vulva was
completely covered in . The semen-like substance was both yellow and white, mixed with my wife's semi-transparent
vaginal fluid (she's been ovulating these past few days, so her discharge is heavier), completely covering her vulva. Looks like my wife will have to take gestational supplements again
tomorrow .

Just then, I suddenly remembered Brother Gao. I went to the bathroom and saw him asleep, slumped over the toilet. This was troublesome
; I tried to nudge him for ages, but he wouldn't budge. Was he going to stay overnight?

Was this guy doing it on purpose? There was nothing I could do but help Brother Gao up and
lay him down on the sofa in the living room. Whether he did it on purpose or not, I couldn't just leave him outside, could I?

Turning back, I went to the bedroom to take care of this drunken little slut. As I passed the dining table, I saw
the wine bottle I'd used on my wife last time, and an evil thought surfaced in my mind again—in
front of my wife's direct superior—the equally drunk Brother Gao—under the same eaves, to make my wife scream and cry out in pain. What
a humiliating experience that would be! Thinking this, I picked up the wine bottle and went into the bedroom.

My wife was still lying on the bed, sprawled out, snoring softly—her voice was still quite cute. The gray
pencil skirt was still flipped up over my lower abdomen, and I wondered how much unfamiliar
semen . I'd have to interrogate this little slut properly later. The tattered stockings could no longer protect my wife's pink
vulva, and her thighs were exposed, all the way up to her white thighs. Her
vulva , had slightly swollen labia that stubbornly opened, opening and closing slightly with my wife's breathing,
as if telling of the humiliation she had just suffered from my huge penis, or as if enticing my hard rod. I couldn't resist anymore. I pulled down
my pants, held my already rock-hard rod, and thrust it into my wife's vulva. "Plop, plop,"
with my thrusts, my wife's labia were pulled in and out, and the yellowish-white mixture of semen was also pulled out along with
the veins on my penis. The air was filled with my wife's alluring hormones and the stench of a strange man's semen. I
spread my wife's thighs to allow for deeper penetration, and with this movement, her erect clitoris emerged from her foreskin.
When I came out, I was shocked to find that my wife's delicate clitoris and the foreskin protecting it were also filled with someone else's semen. I tenderly
rubbed her clitoris, trying to wipe away the semen-covered fluid. At that moment, my wife trembled all over
; she was about to climax again.

To be continued.

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