[The incident between my wife and my despicable colleague after she got drunk has caused me great pain and distress] (01) Author: Barren Land

Author: Barren Land
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There's a male colleague in my workplace surnamed Zhang. He's half a rank higher than me, fat and sleazy-looking
. Not only is he petty, but he's also psychologically gloomy. Although he always has a smiling face to my face, he's repeatedly messed with me and made things difficult for me behind my back
.

In short, nobody in the workplace likes him, and at 37 years old, he's still single, so I guess nobody
wants to around him.

Once, the company organized a trip to Hainan. We all brought our families, except for Old Zhang, who was single. But
when he saw my wife, his eyes lit up. He came over, pretending to be friendly, saying he'd heard I had a beautiful 90s-born wife who works as a print model
, and today he finally saw her in person, and he was so envious of me, etc.

Then, he followed my wife and me like a third wheel the whole way, being incredibly enthusiastic towards her, trying to get close to her and saying
all sorts of nice things. I was naturally extremely annoyed, but my wife didn't say much and was still quite enthusiastic towards him. After all
, girls like to be flattered, and I almost never mention work at home, so my wife didn't
know that Lao Zhang was a scumbag and thought he was a close friend of mine.

Then, on the beach in Sanya, after my wife changed into a sexy bikini, Lao Zhang became even more excited.
Wearing sunglasses, his disgustingly flabby body was constantly on my wife's mind. Indeed,
as an older, virgin, my wife's bikini barely concealed her ample breasts, long, white legs, and half-exposed
pink buttocks, which was definitely unbearable for him. Not just Lao Zhang, but other colleagues at work, including the female ones, couldn't help but glance at my wife a
few more times. While this made me somewhat proud, I didn't like my wife being visually assaulted by Lao Zhang.
After he's someone I really dislike. Seeing him naked on the beach, looking
like a hairy piece of pork, even as a man, I found it disgusting.

But after seeing my wife's body in her bikini, Lao Zhang became even more brazen, ignoring my presence.
I noticed him secretly taking
pictures of my wife's body with his phone several times, even using the excuse of bringing us drinks to secretly take close-ups of her buttocks and thighs. This made me very angry, but since there were other colleagues around, I was
too embarrassed to confront him directly.

That evening, some close colleagues invited me to their room to play cards, and I agreed. Then three
more close colleagues invited my wife and me out, but I said I was going to play cards that night. But my wife wouldn't have it. She
said, "You're playing cards, I'm fine. How about I go out with them?" I thought about how my three colleagues also had their families with them, so I
figured it wouldn't be a problem for my wife to go out with them. So I agreed. My wife dressed sexily when she went out, in a short skirt
and a V-neck t-shirt. I told her to watch out for hooligans, and she said, "So many people are protecting me, what are you afraid of?" I thought that made sense.
So that night, I played cards until midnight when I got a call from a colleague asking if my wife was in her room. I
said, "I'm still playing cards in someone else's room, what's wrong?" The other person hesitated a bit and said that my wife
had drunk too much an hour and a half ago, and Lao Zhang had taken her home first, so he was calling to check...

My head immediately went blank. As I walked back to my room, I asked why Lao Zhang had taken my
wife home. My colleague said that they ran into Lao Zhang on their way out, and Lao Zhang insisted on going with them.
They drank a lot at the bar, and my wife was so drunk she wanted to throw up. Everyone wanted to call it a night,
but Lao Zhang insisted on taking my wife home first, saying that the others could go out for a late-night snack as planned. Among these people,
Lao Zhang was the highest-ranking, so they had no choice but to let him take a taxi to send my wife back to the hotel. Other colleagues later
called my wife, but she didn't answer, and Lao Zhang didn't answer either, so they were a little worried and called me to confirm.

When I ran to the room, I saw my wife already fast asleep in bed. Because of her sleeping position and the fact that her
short skirt was rolled up, her two long, white, bare legs were completely exposed, even her lace panties were visible.
The thought that Lao Zhang had brought her back made me furious. But there was nothing I could say at that moment. The next morning,
my wife got up early to shower and get ready, then silently crawled back into bed.
She seemed sullen and unhappy all day. Lao Zhang also seemed a little guilty; aside from checking on my wife in the morning to see if
she was alright, he didn't seem to care much, and my wife's attitude towards him was noticeably colder.
The same thing happened for the next
if he took my drunk wife back to her room, he might take advantage of the situation to grope her. Besides, the taxi ride from the bar to
the hotel according to Baidu Maps should only take about half an hour, but I got back to my room an hour and a half later. Who
knows what happened in between?

When I got back, I couldn't help but ask my wife. I first told her about Lao Zhang's behavior at work and his
lewd actions against me behind my back. Then I asked my wife if Lao Zhang had done anything to her that day when she was drunk.
At first was reluctant to talk about it, but after my persistent questioning, she started to talk. She said she
had blacked out for a while that day, so her memory wasn't complete. She only remembered that she was drinking with some colleagues and Lao Zhang at the bar, and
it was Lao Zhang who suggested playing dice. My wife, who is not used to playing dice, unsurprisingly lost a lot and drank
quite a bit. During this time, Lao Zhang even pretended to be chivalrous and drank a few glasses for her. Everyone got quite drunk, and
my wife said she remembered Lao Zhang talking to her a lot at this point. She vaguely recalled him talking about his past "relationships,"
some popular TV dramas, and then constantly praising her and toasting her several times. Then, my
wife felt she couldn't drink anymore and slumped over the table. She vaguely remembered Lao Zhang discussing something with other colleagues,
then helping her to the bar entrance. They got into a car—she couldn't remember if it was a taxi or a private car.
My wife said she fell asleep as soon as she got in the car. After a while, she felt something was wrong. When she became slightly more awake,
she found herself and Lao Zhang in the back seat. She was lying in his arms with her head close to his neck, one arm
tightly around her shoulder, the other gently stroking her inner thigh. She also seemed to
have kissed her neck and cheek. Although she was still somewhat dazed, she was still rational and immediately gently pushed Lao Zhang away and
sat up straight. The wife said she felt Lao Zhang hug her again after a short while, and his hand was on her thigh, stroking
her. But she was too weak to push him away, and soon lost consciousness again. She woke up again after a while,
this time finding herself sleeping on Lao Zhang's hairy thigh (Lao Zhang was wearing shorts), her face directly...
Pressed against his crotch, Old Zhang's hand slipped inside her collar, directly stroking her shoulder and back.
She felt a little nauseous and climbed off his grotesque legs. Old Zhang told her it was okay, they were almost home, and she
could sleep a little longer if she was tired. So, his wife quickly turned to the side, leaning her head against the other car door to rest a bit more.
But Old Zhang took the opportunity to grab her long, slender legs and bare feet and placed them on his groin and crotch, saying that she would be
more comfortable lying down like this, and continued to stroke her bare feet and calves. But by then, his wife was too weak to do
anything , so she fell asleep again.

Next, his wife said she remembered that after a while, they seemed to have arrived at a hotel, and Old Zhang carried her out of the car,
seemingly through the back door (near the restaurant). While passing a large garbage can
, she was overwhelmed by the stench and vomited, before feeling much better. Her next memory
was Old Zhang taking the room key from her bag, taking her to the room, and then carrying her to the bed (obviously wanting to
take the opportunity to touch her thighs again). Then, the wife became a little drowsy in bed. After a while, she felt Lao Zhang climb
into bed and pull her into his arms, pressing her face against his shoulder and chest. Lao Zhang took
a damp towel to wipe her face and gave her a glass of water. Although she was very drunk, the wife vaguely felt
that this action was too ambiguous, so she told Lao Zhang that she would go back to her room soon and that he should leave so that others wouldn't misunderstand.
Lao Zhang he had sent a WeChat message to Xiao Wang (his mahjong partner) and asked, "Your husband will be playing until
late tonight. As his boss, it's only right that I take care of his wife."

The wife felt extremely dizzy at this point and was even too weak to argue with him. She vaguely remembered being
held tightly by Lao Zhang in bed, her legs clamped between his two muscular legs, the hair on them prickling her a little. Lao Zhang's hands slipped inside
her skirt and t-shirt, wantonly caressing and kneading every corner of her body. She could feel Lao Zhang's
extreme excitement; his breath came in ragged gasps as he kissed her from shoulder to neck. She
felt disgusted, but was too disoriented and weak to move. She could only plead for him to stop, unable
to move could only let him take advantage of her. After a while, she heard her phone ring,
followed by Lao Zhang's (it was a colleague calling to check if her wife had arrived at the room). This made
Lao Zhang nervous and gave him a chance to catch his breath. She remembered that Lao Zhang finally stood up and said he had to leave,
but "girl, I really like you so much, I can't control myself. If you remember what happened today, please don't tell
XX (me), it's not good for either of us," and so on...

She was exhausted, and fell asleep again after Lao Zhang left. What happened next was that I went back to the room and
saw my wife on the bed.

I was furious. Just from her description, it was clear that Zhang had taken advantage of her immensely—touching
and kissing her—and she had several blackouts. I asked her if Zhang had taken advantage of her while she was drunk
. My wife knew what I meant and said that was definitely not the case; if that were the case, she would
have felt , and her clothes hadn't been taken off at all. Then, my wife worriedly told me
not to make a big deal out of it. Our social circle is small, and the city is small; if it got out, it would be a lose-lose situation for both of us
, and neither of us would be able to hold our heads high again. I said I couldn't let this go, especially since it was with such
a sleazy man that I hated so much. At this point, my wife hesitated and told me that she vaguely remembered Zhang
taking quite a few photos in the car and the room. I panicked and asked if they were nude photos. My wife said it should
n't be that bad, at least she was still dressed, but she couldn't let outsiders see. She
was practically exposed while lying in bed, and Lao Zhang took a lot of pictures of her thighs, buttocks, and underwear (damn, she was wearing see
-through lace underwear that day). The worst part was that there were also many selfies of Lao Zhang hugging her in bed, including
several taken while they were kissing. Because she was incoherent and unable to resist,
it might look like she was cooperating. There were also pictures of her
sleeping . If these pictures got out, it would be impossible to explain, and she would be ruined. So she advised me not to
provoke Lao Zhang.

I was stunned. Indeed, someone like Lao Zhang, if provoked, would spread these suggestive photos
, and my wife and I would be the ones hurt the most. He could even use the pictures to distort the facts and say that my
wife seduced him. But then another terrifying thought came to me—was my wife
really passive throughout the whole thing? Based on my understanding of Lao Zhang, that sleazy guy, he didn't seem to have the guts to do that. I have no
doubt about my wife's character or her feelings for me, but I know she's simple-minded and gets carried away when she drinks
, which has led to her being taken advantage of quite a bit (see my previous posts). Because my wife didn't know
Lao Zhang , even though he looked sleazy, he was very attentive and sweet-talking towards her the whole way,
so before this incident, she had a pretty good impression of him. Moreover, according to another colleague of mine (
who ), my wife and Lao Zhang chatted quite happily at the bar that day, and
after drinking, they talked about many things alone. My wife and Lao Zhang even took a lot of selfies together.

After hearing about this, I went home and secretly checked my wife's phone. In her "Recently Deleted" album,
I found several selfies of her and Lao Zhang from that day at the bar. They definitely looked like they were having a lot of fun. Lao Zhang
had his arm around my wife's shoulder, and my wife made a V-sign with her hand on Lao Zhang's head. The scene was practically
a real-life version of Beauty and the Beast. What surprised me even more was that my wife had added Lao Zhang on WeChat, and she had done so
before , which I didn't know about. Furthermore, Lao Zhang's WeChat account wasn't the same one on my phone. I
looked at the chat history; the beginning was mostly mushy talk, with Lao Zhang offering unsolicited attention. He even
discussed popular Korean dramas with my wife, showing that she wasn't averse to him. The most crucial part was that
after the incident that day, Lao Zhang hypocritically apologized to my wife, saying he was drunk and impulsive, and might
have offended her in some ways. I expected my wife to give him a serious reply, but instead, she responded
politely and with a touch of diplomacy, saying that people do stupid things when they're drunk, and that she also bore some responsibility that day, admitting
she hadn't controlled her emotions and that he had "misunderstood." She added that it's normal for a man to lose control in that situation
, and thankfully, we hadn't crossed any lines and caused a major disaster; we had simply forgotten about it.
He said it in a very calm tone, as if he didn't blame me at all. Then that shameless old Zhang even praised
my wife for her great figure, saying that every "part" of her body was perfect, just like a goddess in my dreams, not only "
beautiful in color" but also "sweet in taste"... (What the hell does that mean?!) The key point is that she is
so gentle, considerate and "obedient" to an ugly man like him (who is at least self-aware), making him feel "happy and joyful" all over. So he is very
envious of my sexual happiness. Although he is not fortunate enough to enjoy her, he will always remember that night's "
intimate contact " and so on. He even shamelessly asked my wife if he also made her feel "happy" at that time? Because he felt that
my wife was also very "engaged" when she was embracing and kissing him... My wife was probably angry at these shameless and disgusting words
. After sending an awkward emoji, she didn't reply at all. But she took the opportunity to bring up
the photos . She didn't blame him for his tone. She just hoped that he would keep them safe and not let others see them. Old Zhang's reply
was, "How could I bear to show it to others? Hehe, it's for me to enjoy and reminisce about every night..."

Just those two words, "hehe," and I could picture that drooling, lewd pig-face on the other end of the phone,
masturbating to my wife's picture late at night. This disgusted and broke my heart. But the chat log seemed to
reveal another piece of information: the whole process might not have been as my wife described—she was
passive and powerless to resist, so Old Zhang took advantage of her. Her claim that she also bore some responsibility might be that, in her drunken stupor
, she even actively responded to Old Zhang's advances, perhaps
even resting her head on his shoulder or lap, or even kissing him? Or perhaps she didn't resist his various
touches and gropes? That's why Old Zhang was so bold. My wife told me
the whole story in detail only because she was afraid I would see their selfies in the room later, because those photos might show my wife
and Old Zhang embracing and kissing. So she wanted to prepare me in advance and make her story seem plausible? Moreover, many of our colleagues stayed
at that hotel, and it's possible that others saw Lao Zhang helping her back to her room that night,
so she felt she couldn't hide it anymore? And her stopping me from confronting Lao Zhang was because she felt guilty for having actively cooperated at
one point ?

Thinking about that hour or so, who knows what kind of intimacy and entanglement my wife and Lao Zhang had under the influence of alcohol
? Although the written evidence confirms that nothing actually happened, the thought of my beloved
woman having been intimate with the sleazy man I despise the most, and that man probably
masturbating every night while looking at her picture, makes my heart bleed. However, I know my wife could never
truly like a sleazy man like Lao Zhang, especially after learning about his character and how he cheated me in the past. Therefore,
her attitude towards him has become cold, and it's impossible for Lao Zhang to take advantage of her again.

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