【Wife and Neighbor's Kid (Revised)】(05) Author: A Thousand Years of Sorrow

Author: A Thousand Years of Sorrow
Word Count: 15555

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(V) The Beginning of Confusion

Eileen Chang once said that the vagina is a shortcut to a woman's heart. The current situation is actually very simple.
For libido has suddenly become very high, but I, as her husband, cannot satisfy her. Judging from her previous behavior, she
must be looking forward to having a relationship with Xiao Jian deep down. It's just that the difference in their status and age makes her hesitate. Since that's the case, it's very easy to solve. I know that my wife must have had sexual fantasies about Xiao Jian more than once. If there is enough time, we can slowly plan and create opportunities for the two of us. But I know that her relationship with Zhou Guoping is very delicate now. A woman's heart can change in an instant, and once she has a relationship with Zhou Guoping, everything will be over. Zhou Guoping invited her to dinner, which my wife would never have agreed to before, but now she has agreed. She knows that Zhou Guoping has not given up on her, but she still agrees, which is a very dangerous sign . Perhaps my wife will never betray me, or perhaps she won't betray me so soon, but I dare not take the risk. There's no time left. I can only resort to the simplest and most brutal solution. Xiao Jian, now it all depends on your performance. We ate together as usual, watched TV for a while, then Xiao Jian went to do his homework, my wife busied herself with lesson plans, and I nervously awaited the arrival of night. I waited for my wife to finish showering, and when it was Xiao Jian's turn, I suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said to him, " Let's shower together. It's too wasteful of hot water for the three of us to shower separately." Xiao Jian gave me a strange look. He knew I particularly disliked showering with other men, but he immediately understood, knowing I had something to discuss with him, and nodded . My wife, wearing a bathrobe, sat on the vanity and started drying her hair. I pushed Xiao Jian into the bathroom, turned on the shower , and to avoid being heard by my wife outside, I asked in a low voice, "Xiao Jian, have you ever had sexual experience before? That is to say, have you ever had sex with other girls?" Xiao Jian shook his head. Although I had expected it, this answer did not satisfy me. I immediately frowned. Xiao Jian is a virgin, and he might not be able to satisfy his wife in bed. If that happens , it will be difficult to clean up the mess once she realizes what's going on. I remember my first time; I was so excited that I ejaculated as soon as my penis touched her vaginal opening. I was so embarrassed . I thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Jian, try masturbating a few times to calm yourself down. Otherwise, you might ejaculate prematurely when we actually have sex." Xiao Jian blushed at my blunt words and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I won't. I'm confident in myself." I said urgently, "What does that have to do with your confidence? Most virgins are like that the first time they have sex." Xiao Jian still disagreed, saying, "I want to have the most perfect first time." No matter how I tried to persuade him, Xiao Jian would n't agree. In his opinion, his first time was very precious, how could he sacrifice it? Finally, I couldn't persuade him anymore and said, "Okay then, since you're at an age with endless energy, then do it with Auntie a few more times. I just hope Auntie doesn't wake up early." After showering nervously, Xiao Jian and I walked out of the bathroom. My wife was taking notes. I pretended to tidy up , secretly took out sleeping pills from my bag, handed them to Xiaojian, and then winked at her. Xiaojian understood and went straight to the kitchen. Afraid my wife would see me administering the pills, I quickly pulled her into the bedroom. After a while, Xiaojian came in with a glass of milk. I felt my heart leap into my throat. My wife was about to lie down on the bed when she saw the milk in Xiaojian's hand. After a moment's thought, she took it and drank it all in a few gulps . Success. I didn't expect it to go so smoothly . I turned off the light, plunging the bedroom into darkness. I lay nervously on the bed, waiting for the moment my wife would fall asleep. Xiaojian lay there motionless, like a dead body. I think he was probably more nervous than I was. I mentally estimated the time, and after what seemed like an eternity, I heard even breathing from my wife. She must be asleep. I felt the time had come. I gently nudged my wife, and she hummed in response, shifting her position. I was startled, but after a while, I realized she was still fast asleep. I waved to Xiaojian. I wondered if he had seen it. But he still didn't move. Could he have just know how much time had passed, but one by one, the lights in the apartments across the street went out. It must have been past eleven o'clock, right? I was just thinking about whether to shake Xiao Jian awake when I suddenly saw him move. In the dim , I finally saw a pair of thieving eyes gleaming in the darkness. This guy is really patient! Xiao Jian moved his body little by little, slowly approaching his wife. At this moment, his wife was lying on her side with her back to him. Her face was facing me. I was afraid she would suddenly wake up, so I kept pretending to be asleep, my eyes were just slits, and in the darkness, they looked like they were closed. After a few minutes of this, Xiao Jian finally pressed himself against his wife. Then there was a long silence. I was getting impatient, wondering why this guy hadn't made a move yet, when finally I saw him gently lift the towel blanket off his wife, then slip one leg under it and gently place it on his wife's thigh. His wife moved uneasily, but didn't wake up. I broke out in a cold sweat. Xiao Jian was probably startled too, remaining in that position for at least ten minutes . This level of physical contact wouldn't have been a big deal before, but Xiao Jian was feeling guilty and uneasy. After a while, Xiao Jian finally moved, reaching for his wife's waist. Although the towel blocked my view, it was so thin that I could still see his hand slowly sliding towards his wife's lower abdomen, eventually encircling her slender waist. Because of the position, Xiao Jian felt uncomfortable embracing her like this and shifted his body downwards a few times. At this point, Xiao Jian's face was against his wife's back, his hips pressed tightly against her buttocks. Although I couldn't see , I knew Xiao Jian's penis was definitely rock hard, peeking out from beside his briefs. This position lasted for quite a while. I really admired this guy; if it were me in the past, I would have ejaculated the moment my glans touched a woman's body, and I would never have had such strong self-control.

Xiao Jian started moving again. He pulled his hand back, then lay flat, raised his legs, slowly took off his
underwear, and threw it aside. Then he reached his hand under the blanket, placed his leg on his wife's thigh, but
then pulled it back.

I was sweating profusely with anxiety. I didn't know what this kid was doing. What if he
woke my wife up by all this fussing? I soon found out. The guy gently pinched the blanket with one hand, then slowly
lifted it until he pulled the whole blanket off and threw it aside.

At this moment, Xiao Jian suddenly sat up. He stared intently at his wife's figure for a long time. Finally, he moved.
This very bold; he actually grabbed his wife's knees with his hands and slowly pulled her towards him, turning her into a supine position.
I broke out in a cold sweat.

After a while, I realized my wife still hadn't woken up. Xiao Jian slowly crawled back to the inside of the bed, took
something from under the pillow, and returned to his wife's side. He carefully slipped one finger inside his wife's panties,
pulled them open, and then snipped with what he called "scissors"—that's when I realized he was holding them!

This guy was really thorough.

The elastic panties snapped shut to one side. I could already see the mons pubis, with its few
sparse pubic hairs. Xiao Jian stared blankly at his wife's private area, his trembling fingers gently stroking it
a few times, then he smelled his fingers.

Xiao Jian's chest heaved violently; he was clearly very nervous. After a while, he cut open the other side of
the panties and placed the scissors at the foot of the bed.

His wife's genitals were now completely exposed.

I knew there was no turning back now. If his wife woke up now, everything would
be over . No, it should be Xiao Jian who was finished. I had made a gentleman's agreement with him beforehand: if the plan
failed, Xiao Jian would take the blame alone and would never betray me.

As long as I pretended to be asleep, his wife wouldn't connect this to me.

Xiao Jian spread his wife's legs, then slowly crawled between them, pressing his head to
the base of . He sniffed, looking quite pleased. His wife's vagina was very healthy, so there was no
unpleasant odor. I had licked it a few times before; it tasted salty.

Xiao Jian's head remained pressed between his wife's legs. After a while, I heard the sound of licking,
realizing he was licking his wife's vulva. At first, the sound was very soft, and Xiao Jian's head barely moved,
but soon, he seemed to be hooked. His head swayed up and down and side to side.

He licked more and more enthusiastically, the sound growing louder and louder. The room was filled with the "slurping" sucking sound. Finally, I
saw him open his mouth wide, completely covering his wife's labia majora, and then suck hard. When his mouth left
, a long strand of saliva came out. Was it his saliva, or his wife's vaginal fluid?

I soon found out. Xiao Jian continued to suck, the sound like he was drinking water. In the dim
light, the "slurping" sucking sound grew louder and louder. I finally understood: he was desperately drinking the fluid flowing from my wife's
vagina .

Although she wasn't awake, her physiological instincts had caused her to secrete enough lubrication,
preparing her vagina for mating.

Xiao Jian, having drunk his fill of his wife's fluid, finally raised his head. He stood up on his knees, and a dark
mass between his legs stood proudly erect like a flagpole. By this time, my eyes had fully adjusted to the darkness. Without
the foreskin, Xiao Jian's glans appeared exceptionally large, like a peeled egg, exuding
the vitality of a male animal.

Seeing this, a pang of sadness flashed through my heart. Just a few months ago, I had personally told Lao Fan to take
Xiao Jian for a circumcision, and had my wife take care of him for over a month. I never imagined that today,
the perfect genitals that my wife and I had created together would soon enter my wife's vagina.

I couldn't help but ask myself, what have I been doing all this time? Had I made him get a circumcision and then painstakingly
cared for him for over a month just so he could possess my wife without any hindrance? Did I remind him to get a circumcision just to
cuckold ?

Looking back, it was all my fault.

Then I noticed his penis was even bigger than I'd seen before. It had increased in length by several centimeters. I
was deeply shocked by its magnificence. Was this really Xiao Jian's genitals? He was only a middle school student
! Was this development really normal? And could my wife's delicate body and narrow vagina
accommodate such a massive thing?

While I was still lost in thought, Xiao Jian had already made his move. I thought he would lift my wife's legs onto his shoulders,
but he didn't. Instead, he lay on his side, raised one of her legs high, and folded it over her breast.
His action was incredibly bold, but it terrified me.

This movement was too much; my wife might wake up. So I dared not move. I had to clear myself of any wrongdoing.
If my wife woke up and saw me awake, yet watching Xiao Jian abuse himself, what would she think?

I didn't understand why Xiao Jian was using such an awkward position.

I soon understood.

Xiao Jian pushed his wife's body, turning her position back to face me while she lay on her side. He then pressed his head
tightly against her back, his glans pressing against her vulva. One of her legs remained
folded, her knee pressed firmly against her breast. His wife had practiced dance as a child, so she was very flexible;
otherwise, anyone else would have woken up from discomfort in this position.

Then I saw this guy lift his head, revealing his face, grinning at me, and then gesturing towards
his crotch. I froze, looking down, and realized that his position allowed me to see the entire process of him
violating my wife. That damned brat!

As a man, I knew exactly what Xiao Jian was thinking. Raping his wife in front of her husband—I think that
's a fantasy every normal man has had. At this moment, a raging,
dark penis was pressing against the base of my wife's fair thigh, surrounded by spiderweb-like veins. The glans, like a large egg, was deeply embedded in the vulva,
looking terrifying.

Xiao Jian's penis was swollen to its limit, as if it were about to explode. The wife's lower abdomen rose and fell rhythmically
, causing her labia majora to expand and contract, like a child suckling at a nipple. Both of their
genitals were completely soaked. Their sparse pubic hair curled and clung to their mons pubis.

Physiologically, both of them were ready. Xiao Jian was, of course, ready, and his wife's vagina was already
fully lubricated, long-dormant and ready to welcome the long-awaited intercourse.

Xiao Jian seemed in no hurry, slowly thrusting his hips, gently rubbing his large glans against his wife's
labia . From her buttocks to the vaginal opening, and then to her clitoris. I couldn't understand
where a virgin got such strong willpower. Was this guy really a virgin? If it were me, I would have already been eager
to penetrate.

But strangely enough, why was I in such a hurry? It was like the emperor wasn't worried, but the eunuch was.

Xiao Jian rubbed his glans back and forth for a few minutes, probably feeling it was about time. He shifted his body a few times
to find a more comfortable position, and then slowly thrust his hips forward. His glans was precisely positioned at his wife's vaginal
opening, slowly pressing in. Xiao Jian's glans was already more than halfway inside.

I knew my wife was about to lose her virginity, right before my eyes. But strangely, I didn't feel
much sadness. Later, after careful consideration, I realized I had been projecting myself into Xiao Jian's role; in other words, I
was treating Xiao Jian as another version of myself.

Why did this happen? I'm not a psychologist, so I really can't explain it.

Suddenly, Xiao Jian's glans didn't fully penetrate his wife's vagina as expected; instead, it slipped out.
I immediately understood—his glans was simply too large. This position made entry impossible.
Xiao Jian tried a few more times, still without success.

Frustrated, he lowered his wife's folded legs, pressed his glans with his fingers, aimed it at her
vaginal opening, and then thrust his hips forward. Finally, the entire glans disappeared between his wife's legs. The fact that such a large glans
could enter so easily surprised me.

But soon, Xiao Jian found himself unable to move any further. He tried a few more times, but the glans remained stuck in that spot.
Suddenly, the whole bed shook. It turned out he had been too hasty and thrust forward hard, causing the Simmons
mattress to shake as well.

I was startled, my eyes widening, but I quickly closed them again, anxiously observing my wife's reaction. She was still
fast asleep. Xiao Jian didn't dare move. He remained in that position for several minutes. I glanced at it; her glans
had gone in a little more than before. Because Xiao Jian's penis was so thick, his wife's vaginal opening was stretched to its limit, her labia majora
taut.

Xiao Jian held his wife's hips tightly, thrusting his lower body forward with all his might, forcing his thick, long penis little by little
into his wife's vagina. Finally, his penis, thicker than his wife's wrist, was completely submerged between her
legs , leaving only his dirty, wrinkled scrotum throbbing rhythmically.

It was unbelievable, but his wife's vagina had completely accommodated Xiao Jian's
enormous . I looked at her stomach worriedly; there was no change, and it was impossible to tell that it contained
another man's enormous genitals. I couldn't help but marvel; no wonder women could give birth to such large children
, the vagina's elasticity was truly astonishing.

Xiao Jian groaned with pleasure. He gripped his wife's waist tightly with his arms and began to thrust forcefully. With each thrust
, a heavy groan escaped his nose. The young man had completely lost his mind, seemingly unafraid of his wife
waking up .

The bed began to shake violently, Xiao Jian's groin repeatedly slamming against his wife's round buttocks, making
a slapping sound. Not only his wife, but my body also shook with the bed; with each thrust, the
force traveled through the Simmons sheets into my body. I couldn't imagine that such a small body could contain
such immense power.

His body seemed to have a powerful engine, tirelessly pounding into my wife's lower body.
My wife's fair lower body swallowed and released Xiao Jian's bulging, engorged member with each thrust, each time bringing out a
large puddle of fluid that flowed down her thighs and onto the sheets.

I never knew my wife could produce so much love fluid. This had never happened before. I
glanced at my wife worriedly and suddenly noticed a layer of oil on her arms and face. She was sweating.

Had she already woken up? Or was it just a physiological instinct?

Our genitals were tightly intertwined, seemingly seamless. I suddenly had a feeling that my wife's
vagina seemed to have been made for Xiao Jian. Although Xiao Jian's penis looked large, it was perfectly
sized for my wife. Her thick labia majora were stretched to their limit, becoming extremely long and thin, with no extra space,
achieving the most perfect union.

Watching Xiao Jian's penis move freely in and out of my wife's vagina, I felt a strange sense of pleasure. It was as if
it wasn't Xiao Jian who accomplished this feat, but myself. Was this some kind of projection satisfaction?

Watching Xiao Jian's thin body pressed tightly against my wife's slender body, writhing like an ugly worm,
seemed so mismatched, yet the way their genitals were so closely intertwined felt like a perfect match.

I felt my wife was awake now. Although her brow was furrowed and her lower lip was almost bleeding from being bitten, her chest began
to rise and fall rhythmically, her breathing becoming heavier. As the movements intensified, my wife's body involuntarily coordinated with Xiao Jian
's thrusts, her waist beginning to sway gently.

Her nostrils flared, emitting faint moans. One hand gripped
the pillow tightly, the veins on the back of her hand bulging from the force.

She was faking sleep!

I can't describe my feelings at that moment. I felt relieved that the plan was going smoothly, yet also
disappointed by my wife's betrayal. My wife had long forgotten that Xiao Jian was still a child, and even more so, that her husband was sleeping right beside her; her entire
being was immersed in desire.

Although I hadn't checked the time, I knew that Xiao Jian's intense thrusting had lasted at least ten minutes,
and he showed no signs of stopping. A question arose in my mind: Was this really his first time?
Why so strong? In my best years in college, I could last more than ten minutes like him, but that was
with gentle thrusting; with full force, I could only manage ten seconds.

Although the light was dim, I could clearly see that my wife's skin was no longer fair; her body was covered in glistening
sweat. Her lips were slightly parted, her eyes tightly closed, and her moans were growing louder. She had entered
a state of ecstasy. Her body swayed more and more forcefully, repeatedly yielding to Xiao Jian's advances.

To feign sleep, her entire body was tense, her upper body firmly held in a side-lying position, while her lower body...
Her half-body responded powerfully. Her vagina was like an inexhaustible spring; with
each , a large puddle of clear love fluid flowed out.

The liquid on the sheets wasn't just a matter of quantity; it felt like a large glass of water had been poured directly onto them.
Her love fluid, mixed with Xiao Jian's filth, soaked half the sheets, even making the sheets beneath me sticky.
I even worried that my wife might dehydrate to death.

Suddenly, Xiao Jian let out a beast-like roar, his hips quickening their pace noticeably. My wife
involuntarily arched her head, her mouth wide open, her entire body stiffening, yet she still pressed her buttocks firmly against
Xiao Jian. Xiao Jian's enormous penis thrust in and out of my wife's vagina at an incredibly fast pace, each time exposing the pink flesh inside
. Despite such torment, her tender labia hadn't been torn by Xiao Jian's thick penis; I couldn't help but
marvel once again at the woman's resilience.

Finally, with a soft "humph," Xiao Jian pressed his entire penis firmly against his wife's vaginal opening, his ugly
scrotum trembling. I knew he had ejaculated. He had poured all his genetic material, his seed,
into his wife's vagina.

As Xiao Jian ejaculated, his wife suddenly let out a long, thin scream, her mouth opening and
closing like a goldfish out of water. This position lasted for more than ten seconds before she weakly relaxed her entire body.

It was over. A thrilling sexual encounter had finally ended. His wife's vagina and uterus were finally filled with
Xiao Jian's semen. Xiao Jian was breathing heavily, and his wife was no exception. Xiao Jian's penis remained inside
his wife's vagina, not withdrawn.

But to my surprise, although Xiao Jian's penis had softened considerably, no semen had leaked out.
I think it was because his glans was too large, completely blocking the vagina.

Not only were they both exhausted, but I was also very tired just watching. The air was filled with a lewd smell. They were both
motionless, like dead fish, while I was soaked in sweat, as if I'd just been pulled from the water.

I don't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was already 6:30 in the morning. I
was . But the sheets still bore evidence of last night's debauchery, emitting an unpleasant odor. Just then, my wife
walked into the bedroom. Her eyes showed a clear moment of panic, but she quickly regained her composure.

She had clearly showered; she had changed all her clothes, and the sound of the washing machine coming from the bathroom
told she was going to destroy the evidence. Before I could say anything, she preemptively said, "Xiao Jian had another wet dream last night, keeping
me busy all night. I didn't get a good night's sleep."

I was speechless. I could only say "Oh," and get up to use the bathroom. When I came out after using the toilet, I saw
my wife and Xiao Jian sitting across from each other at the dining table eating fried dough sticks. At that moment, my wife's expression returned to normal, as if nothing
had happened. I must say, women are born actresses. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would have known that
last night, right in front of me, she had sex with another man—presumably a boy?

Seeing me approach, my wife casually said, "Hurry up and eat, we're going to be late." I picked up a
fried dough stick and started eating, my mind blank, constantly stealing glances at my wife's face, trying to read even a trace
of guilt.

But there was nothing. My wife's expression was as usual, as natural as could be. It was as if
nothing .

I was utterly impressed.

At noon, I was eating in the company cafeteria when I received a call from Xiao Jian: "Uncle, I have good news!
That bastard surnamed Zhou came to harass Auntie again today, but she ignored him completely. He even tried
to invite her to lunch, but she refused."

I immediately perked up and asked, "Is there anything unusual about Auntie?" Xiao Jian said,
"No. Uncle, Auntie is acting strange. She seems to have completely forgotten what happened yesterday. Her attitude towards me
is the same . I don't know what to do. What should I do, Uncle?"

I didn't know what to say, so I just offered a few words of comfort and hung up.

After a dazed day, I dragged my tired body home. My wife and Xiao Jian were already home.
My wife was writing lesson plans, and Xiao Jian was doing his homework. Seeing me, my wife said warmly, "Honey, you're here? Dinner's almost
ready." I grunted in response, put my briefcase on the table, and plopped down in front of the computer.

I aimlessly browsed the web, but couldn't concentrate on anything. My mind kept replaying the reason for my wife's
reaction. I had imagined countless possibilities, but never this one.

I could understand her acting, but why was she so indifferent to Xiao Jian? Even though she was drugged and raped by her own
student , she showed absolutely no anger, remaining as warm and
natural with Xiao Jian as ever. It was as if nothing had happened.

What was my wife thinking? All these years, had I truly understood her?

Or rather, was she really the wife I knew?

I was hungry, but seeing no sign of cooking, I couldn't help but ask, "Xue, I'm hungry, why haven't you
cooked yet?" Without looking up, she said, "Let's go out to eat later."

Humming an unknown tune, she finished her proposal and said to me, "Honey, it's been so long since we
went to the movies, how about we go as a family?" To be honest, I was really surprised. She actually suggested
going to the movies with me?

I thought for a moment and asked, "Any good movies?" My wife said, "I don't know, we'll just watch whatever's available
. Let's eat first, then go shopping. We haven't gone shopping in ages. Then we'll watch the 11 o'clock movie."
I said, "Sure, but aren't you working tomorrow?" My wife asked curiously, "Tomorrow's Saturday, what
work?"

I then remembered that I'd been working overtime every day, even on my days off, and I'd completely forgotten which day was
Saturday or Sunday. Although I didn't understand why my wife wanted to go out, I didn't care. I took a quick shower,
changed into some light clothes, and got ready to go out.

My wife had changed into a white mini-dress, and confident in her legs, she wasn't wearing stockings. Her
face was as pure as an angel's, while her bare, snow-white legs exuded a fatal allure; even Xiao Jian was stunned. She
didn't need any extra adornment; back then, those legs alone had defeated all the women around her, making her the number one goddess
in the hearts .

My wife, like a happy little bird, clung tightly to my arm, slung her handbag over her shoulder, and we went out. She kept
telling me silly stories about school, laughing to herself. I was bewildered and looked at her questioningly.
God looked at Xiao Jian, who was following behind. Xiao Jian shrugged, indicating that he didn't understand either.

My wife had one arm linked with mine, and when crossing the street, she also held Xiao Jian's hand. They
chatted and laughed , attracting envious and jealous glances from single men passing by. Judging from appearances alone, my wife
was indeed the kind of woman every man dreamed of. But who could imagine that at this moment, her uterus and
vagina still contained the semen that little devil had ejaculated inside her?

When a man ejaculates into a woman's body, most of the semen flows out of the body, and a small amount remains on the vaginal and uterine walls
until the next menstrual period, eventually being expelled with the menstrual blood. Moreover, the longest
recorded survival time for sperm in a woman's body is eight days, and I believe that there must be quite a few live sperm in my wife's body at this moment.

I don't know what I was doing all night, being dragged around by my wife. One minute it was a restaurant,
the next it was a park, then it was a movie theater. It wasn't until around eleven o'clock that we dragged our tired bodies
home. I was exhausted, and Xiao Jian was almost the same.

Women seem to have inexhaustible energy when shopping, never feeling tired. I finally finished
showering and sat down on the sofa to watch TV for a while when my wife smiled and personally
handed me a glass of milk.

I didn't know what she was up to, but I drank it anyway. After finishing it, my wife seemed particularly happy, giving
me a kiss before cheerfully taking the empty glass back to the kitchen. That's when I noticed Xiao Jian's eyes were wide open,
as if he'd seen a ghost. I asked curiously, "What's wrong, Xiao Jian?" Xiao Jian glanced towards the kitchen
and whispered to me, "Auntie put something in there just now. I saw it; it looked like sleeping pills."

I was instantly speechless with shock, feeling like I'd been struck by lightning.

Why did she give me sleeping pills? Did she want to…

This woman is terrifying. So cunning. She knows I'm terrified of shopping, always coming back
exhausted, yet she still doesn't trust me, giving me sleeping pills to make me sleep even more soundly. Then
she could…

It's ridiculous that I was worried my wife would be devastated after losing her virginity to Xiao Jian, and I had prepared countless excuses for it. I never
expected her to betray me so completely, so quickly.

I realized I really didn't understand this woman.

After about ten minutes, I felt dizzy, and my eyelids felt as heavy as if they were weighed down with sandbags. I
knew the sleeping pills were starting to take effect. If Xiao Jian hadn't reminded me, I would have definitely fallen asleep immediately. But now
I was forcing myself to stay awake, wanting to see what my wife was up to. My

wife was busy in the kitchen, which I guessed was an act. She kept glancing towards the living room. After a while,
she came to my side and took my arm to watch TV together. She looked restless. I knew she was
waiting for me to go to sleep. I wanted to see my wife's ridiculous acting again, but the effects of the pills were too strong. I really
couldn't hold on any longer.

I said, "It's getting late, let's sleep." When I said that, I could even see
something . Her chest was pressed tightly against my arm, so I could feel her heart suddenly
racing. I felt utterly disappointed and filled with endless sorrow.

Was she really that impatient?

I slowly walked into the bedroom, climbed into bed, and lay down. My wife followed behind, rummaging through the closet for a while
before taking out a few pieces of clothing, clutching them tightly to her chest, and dashing into the bathroom. She was going to take a shower.
What underwear did she choose, and why was she hiding it? My mind was a blank at that moment.

While I waited for my wife to finish her shower, Xiao Jian entered the bedroom. He was only wearing a pair of briefs, with a large
bulge , revealing his dark, ugly scrotum on both sides. It was clear he was looking forward to a wonderful
night with my wife. He had completely disregarded me.

"Uncle, if you're sleepy, go to sleep. It might be better that way. Auntie gave you some sleeping pills, so you
might be more relaxed today. Don't worry, Uncle, I'll definitely satisfy Auntie and make her completely forget about that Zhou guy."
He patted my arm as he spoke.

"Okay, thank you," I blurted out.

Why should I thank him?

"It's my duty," Xiao Jian replied.

My duty? "What a load of rubbish! Does my wife deserve to be ridden by you?" This guy acted all righteous and selfless,
like he was doing a good deed like Lei Feng. I was speechless.

My wife stayed in the bathroom the whole time. There was no sound of the shower running, so she must have finished showering a long time ago.
What was she dawdling about? Was she waiting for me to fall asleep before coming out? I felt a surge of anger, thinking, "I'm not going to sleep,
let's see how long you can hold out in there."

Sure enough, my wife finally came out. I forced my droopy eyelids open and looked towards the bathroom, where I saw
my wife wearing lingerie that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Familiar because I bought it for her, unfamiliar because she had only worn it once.
It was a set of sexy lingerie. But this set of sexy lingerie was a bit special; simply put, it had too much fabric. It was

a white lace lingerie style, with a wide-shouldered, deep V-neck top that covered her waist all the way to her navel—it
was extremely conservative. And the bottom was even more conservative safety shorts. This so-called sexy lingerie
could easily be used as a wedding dress if you just wrapped a white skirt around your waist and draped a white veil over your head.

How could something so conservative be called sexy lingerie? The secret lies in the safety shorts. These so-called safety shorts are
actually open-crotch. But because the opening is so cleverly designed, it's completely invisible when you're standing. It looks
extremely conservative, but is actually the most revealing part; this contrast gives men a strange kind of stimulation.

She actually chose this lingerie?

My wife blushed and looked at me uneasily. I immediately closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I heard my wife enter the bedroom, and
the first thing she did was turn off the light. Was it shyness, or something else? I don't know.

I could feel my wife climb into bed, knowingly asking, "Uncle, why did you fall asleep so quickly?" Xiao Jian
replied , "Maybe he's tired? He's been out all day." My wife said "Oh," and said, "Then
go to sleep. Even though tomorrow is a day off, students shouldn't stay up too late."

I could feel my wife and Xiao Jian were both in bed. I quietly opened my eyes. Because the light had just been turned off,
my eyes weren't used to the darkness yet. Everything was pitch black; I couldn't see anything. I guessed my wife and Xiao Jian were in the same boat. Another
wave of drowsiness washed over me, and I could only stay awake with sheer willpower and curiosity.

Strangely enough, after witnessing my wife lose her virginity yesterday, I didn't feel much jealousy. I don't
understand mindset. Maybe I really projected myself into Xiao Jian's role. But Xiao Jian and I are completely
different types, so why would I identify with him?

It's not that I don't care about my wife. At least I can't accept my wife being
taken advantage of . Let alone having a meal together, the day I saw my wife walking side by side with Zhou Guoping, I
wanted to rush up and kill that bastard.

After a while, my eyes finally adjusted to the darkness, and I could gradually see the situation in the bedroom.
My wife was still lying on her side facing me, just like yesterday. But unlike yesterday, I could clearly
see that my wife was deliberately sculpting her lower body. She was thrusting her waist forward while sticking her buttocks out backward
, clearly trying to seduce Xiao Jian behind her.

I thought he would be very eager to pounce on my wife, but to my surprise, Xiao Jian remained lying
there without moving. I even mistakenly thought that the guy had fallen asleep. My wife remained in that ridiculous position for a long time, but
Xiao Jian behind her didn't move. After about ten minutes, she finally couldn't resist and turned to look at
Xiao Jian.

Xiao Jian seemed to be really asleep. My wife stared blankly at Xiao Jian for a while, lost in thought
, before finally letting out a sigh of regret and lying flat on her back, her eyes fixed on
the ceiling .

Another ten minutes passed, and I thought Xiao Jian was really asleep. A strong drowsiness washed over me, and I figured nothing
would , so I prepared to relax and go to sleep. At this moment, my wife seemed unusually restless,
tossing and turning in bed.

Just then, Xiao Jian finally moved. Being in the same bed, I immediately felt his movement.
My wife, of course, stopped all movement immediately, remaining in her side-lying position. Although I couldn't see,
I guessed she must have been very excited and expectant at that moment.

Xiao Jian sat up, looked at my wife for a while, then crawled to her side and gently took her
shoulder in his hand.

"What does he want to do?"

I was incredibly sleepy, but I absolutely couldn't fall asleep now. I felt like a pervert. My wife was being played with by
this little brat , yet I was filled with curiosity about the whole process.

Xiao Jian gently stroked my wife's shoulders, then pulled her inwards, turning her into a lying position
. He then stepped over her and straddled her stomach. I wanted to see my wife's expression, but I found her face was
covered by long hair. Xiao Jian gently lifted my wife's hair with both hands, revealing her face underneath.

Xiao Jian's hands, through a layer of lace underwear, gently covered my wife's high breasts, then stroked upwards,
down her neck to her ears. At the same time, he leaned forward, lying face to face with my wife on top of her.
Their noses were already touching.

My wife's eyes were tightly closed, her chest heaving violently. Her eyelids trembled, and I could clearly see her eyeballs
moving constantly. Even a fool could tell she was pretending to be asleep.

Xiao Jian swallowed, gently kissed my wife's lips, then kissed her again, and then again.
Xiao Jian kissed his wife's lips repeatedly, like a dragonfly skimming the water, then suddenly opened his lips wide and took her entire lips
inside, beginning a frenzied sucking.

He sucked on his wife's upper lip, pulling it upwards. His wife winced in pain, then
released her with a "snap," and sucked on her lower lip, pulling it up long. A "sizzling" sound filled the room. This didn't feel like kissing; it was
more like painful torture.

His wife's mouth was pried open. I could clearly see Xiao Jian's tongue inside her mouth. He
tried to suck her tongue out, but couldn't. Each time they separated, long
strands of saliva would be pulled between their lips.

After a frantic kiss, his wife's breathing became heavier and heavier, feeling as if her breasts were about to burst out of her clothes. Xiao Jian kissed her painfully for several minutes,
then suddenly stopped, sat up, and, still in a straddling position, reached under his pillow and pulled out
a large pair of scissors. It was the same pair of scissors Wang Mazi had used yesterday.

Xiao Jian shifted his body down, pressing his buttocks against his wife's hips. Then, he pulled up
the hem of her bra with one hand and inserted the scissors, slowly cutting it open.

I felt a pang of heartache. This bra cost over three thousand yuan, and it was an international brand! This spendthrift was
actually going to cut it open? I wanted to sit up and slap him.

Xiao Jian wasn't in a hurry at all, cutting the bra bit by bit. As the cut went upwards, the snow-white flesh
bound was gradually exposed, until the last cut,
when the bra snapped open with a "snap," instantly exposing her snow-white breasts to the air.

A pair of full, snow-white breasts were taut, the pointed nipples standing tall, a physiological reaction only she exhibited
when . The two nipples protruded outwards, forming a distinct cone shape from base to tip,
the bamboo shoot shape that most people love.

Her breasts weren't simply huge, but just the right size so I couldn't grasp them with one hand, yet they remained
upright, not sagging due to gravity. The breasts were soft yet resilient, not collapsing when lying on their backs.
Unlike some women, whose breasts, though enormous, were like water-filled balloons, loose and saggy.

As I expected, Xiao Jian was immediately drawn to his wife's breasts. His breathing quickened, and his trembling hands
slowly reached out, covering the upper part of her breasts with his palms. His hands were much smaller than mine, unable to fully
appreciate the grandeur of her chest. The moment his fingers touched her breasts, his wife trembled.

A pang of sorrow gripped my heart. Once, this was the ultimate pleasure exclusively mine, and now
it was held in another man's hands.

But strangely, I also felt a strange sense of pride. It was like owning the world's best
toy and eagerly showing it off to my friends, who, after experiencing it firsthand, looked at me with envy.

I think I've really become psychologically disturbed. But it doesn't matter. We've come this far; what else do I
have to lose? As long as I'm happy, my wife is happy, and Xiao Jian is happy, isn't that enough?

Xiao Jian's hands kneaded his wife's snow-white breasts repeatedly, like kneading dough. The breasts changed shape in his
hands , sometimes flattened, sometimes stretched. Red
marks appeared on the snow-white orbs. His wife looked pained, and Xiao Jian must have noticed, but he seemed oblivious. My heart ached terribly.
I wanted to jump up and slap him hard, then tell him the proper way to play with her.

"What a waste! That's not how you play with a woman's breasts!"

Of course, I could understand, because that unique feel could indeed drive any normal man crazy.
When we first met, I was young and vigorous, just like Xiao Jian is now, and I certainly made my wife's
breasts suffer.

After kneading them for a long time, Xiao Jian suddenly became interested in her erect nipples. He gently pinched them a couple of times, then
tried to flick them with his fingers, and my wife's whole body trembled noticeably. Seeing this, I
couldn't help but sigh; he had finally discovered the most fun secret about my wife's body.

To see if my wife was aroused, just look at her nipples. As long as the nipples were erect, it
was almost certain . And when her nipples were erect, just a gentle flick with a finger would guarantee that her whole body would
tremble as if electrified, and a large amount of vaginal fluid would flow out, soaking a large area of her clothes.

This was a secret only my wife and I knew. Now there was another one.

Xiao Jian smiled. He immediately found his wife's trembling amusing and began to tease
her nipples . His wife trembled with excitement, letting out soft moans. Xiao Jian became even more enthusiastic,
lowering his head to suckle one nipple gently. Suddenly, there was a "thud"—his wife's leg
had kicked the foot of the bed as if she were having a cramp.

Xiao Jian found this amusing and took the other nipple into his mouth, gently sucking upwards. His wife
arched her back, her muscles stiffening, before slamming her buttocks heavily onto the bed, gasping for breath.

His wife's nipples were her second most sensitive area after her vagina, one of her greatest weaknesses. Of course, this weakness
depended on the situation, the person, and her mood. Not just anyone touching that area would trigger her arousal like a prostitute. That was
impossible .

Only someone she truly liked and was willing to give her body to could activate this weakness. I only
discovered it by chance after sleeping with her dozens of times. I didn't expect this guy to find out so quickly. This also proves that
his wife really liked Xiao Jian. I don't understand why she would choose
Xiao Jian ?

Xiao Jian played with her nipples for a while, then suddenly looked back, his face lighting up with a bright smile, as if he'd discovered something amazing
. He actually spoke: "Auntie, I haven't even started doing anything to you yet, and you're
already this wet down there. Look, even my underwear is wet."

In the quiet space, the three of us maintained a tacit silence. Xiao Jian's sudden outburst
startled . My wife's breathing stopped abruptly, her body stiffening, and it took several seconds for her to recover. She
must have been shocked too.

Xiao Jian reached between my wife's legs and touched her, exclaiming with delight, "Oh, so this is what underwear looks like?"
He had finally discovered the secret hidden in my wife's underwear. Xiao Jian continued to probe between my wife's legs, lamenting,
"If I had known it was like this, I really shouldn't have cut off your bra earlier. What a pity."

Today he wasn't in a hurry at all, completely different from yesterday. After playing with her breasts for a while, he shifted
his attention to her flat stomach.

Xiao Jian, with both hands together, swept his hands from her breasts down to her lower abdomen, then back up. He repeated this several times, and his wife
seemed to enjoy it, her brow relaxing. After less than a minute, he suddenly and roughly flipped her over, turning
her from a supine to a prone position.

Xiao Jian's action made it clear he already knew his wife was pretending to be asleep. Since that was the case,
there was no need for politeness. "You pretend, I'll do mine.

" Xiao Jian stood up, took off his underwear and threw it aside, then plopped down on his wife's waist.
His wife's body visibly trembled. I guessed it was because Xiao Jian's genitals were directly against her lower back.

Xiao Jian continued, still with both hands together, gently sweeping from his wife's back down to her slender waist, then slowly moving
his body down, his hands sweeping her full, pert buttocks, her slender, long thighs, and then back up
to her back. Throughout the entire process, his wife trembled slightly.

Suddenly, Xiao Jian pressed himself against her, his body completely glued to her back. Their skin was pressed tightly
together, exchanging body heat. Xiao Jian kissed his wife's hair, neck, and earlobes from behind. His wife trembled
even more violently, but made no sound.

After kissing her earlobes for a while, Xiao Jian suddenly whispered to his wife, "Auntie, actually, I
liked you from the first time I saw you. I wanted to play with every inch of your skin, and I even thought about leaving my virginity to
you. Yesterday, my wish finally came true. Do you know how happy I am? But I was too impatient yesterday, like
Pigsy eating ginseng fruit. I didn't properly appreciate and play with such a beautiful body, and I've been
regretting it ever since this morning. But luckily, Auntie gave me a second chance. Now the main event is coming.
Auntie likes to pretend to be asleep, right? Then keep pretending. I'll pretend I don't know anything."

His wife's body stiffened noticeably. She probably didn't expect Xiao Jian to break the ice. But things had already come to
this point, and she had no other choice but to continue pretending to be asleep.

Xiao Jian turned his wife over again, putting her back in a supine position, and then gently pulled down her
open-crotch safety pants. When he pulled her buttocks up, my wife subtly lifted them, trying
to make it easier for Xiao Jian to pull down her safety shorts. But Xiao Jian's hand froze there.

My wife was now in a very awkward position. She couldn't keep her buttocks raised, nor could she lower them. I
saw her lightly biting her lower lip. I knew that expression all too well; it was the look she wore when she was angry. But
she didn't explode; instead, she pretended to be asleep.

After a while, Xiao Jian chuckled, pulled the safety shorts down to her knees, lifted her
legs, tossed the shorts aside, and then spread her legs apart.

I couldn't help but marvel at his audacity. We'd been married for years, and I'd never dared
to joke . In bed, she was incredibly sensitive; even the slightest displeasure could ruin her mood,
costing me the chance to make love.

His thick penis was already pressed against her vaginal opening. My wife's breathing quickened again. The long-awaited
moment had finally arrived. Xiao Jian wrapped his arms around his wife's thighs, then leaned his entire weight forward
and Startled by the sudden attack, his wife let out a scream of pain.
She arched her body upwards in pain, her eyes tightly shut, one hand gripping the freshly changed sheets.

From my angle, I couldn't see where their genitals were joined, but judging from Xiao Jian's movements, he must have
inserted his entire penis in one go. I could see his lower abdomen pressing against
his wife's thigh as he thrust forward.

Before his wife's arched body relaxed, Xiao Jian showed no mercy, repeating his previous tactic with
another heavy thrust. His wife screamed again, this time tears streaming down her face. Each
thrust was more intense than the last. After several cries, she finally begged, "Please...please...
be gentler..."

Xiao Jian laughed, "Weren't you pretending to be asleep? Why are you talking to me again? Do you have a habit of talking in your sleep?"
I couldn't believe my ears. This Xiao Jian really got carried away when he got cocky. How dare he
talk ? What surprised me even more was my wife's attitude: "Please, please, Xiao Jian, it really hurts so much.
Please be gentle, okay? Please..."

This... is this really my wife?

Where did her pride go? Where did her haughty and aloof demeanor go?

Is she just a woman who bullies the weak and fears the strong, all bark and no bite? Bullying me, the weak one, and fearing Xiao Jian,
the strong one?

Come to think of it, my wife seems kind to everyone, only extremely fierce to me. It seems she really is a bully at home.

Xiao Jian asked curiously, "That's really strange. Yesterday I did that to you so much, and you were fine. Why are you
suddenly in pain today?" My wife cried, "Don't you know, I bled yesterday. The wound hadn't healed yet, and
today you tore it open again. Please, can you be gentle?" Xiao Jian became even more arrogant, laughing, "Then
tell me, how are you going to beg me?" My wife didn't know what to say for a moment, and finally stammered, "Auntie
will agree to anything you say, is that okay?"

She was so weak, and she even cried?

It seems there's something truly wrong with how my wife and I interact. I never expected this, I really never imagined it.
Xiao Jian, despite being much younger than me, is a master at dealing with women.

He didn't let my wife off the hook, repeatedly assaulting her fragile body and
self-esteem. Finally, she couldn't even speak properly anymore, covering her face with her hands, crying like a helpless little girl
. Xiao Jian completely disregarded her well-being, repeatedly thrusting into her body. Her cries
were frequently interrupted.

I never imagined Xiao Jian could be so cruel. But I dared not get out of bed at that moment. If my wife found out
the truth, she would surely torture me.

To my surprise, under these circumstances, my wife actually had another orgasm. Her screams, whether of pain
or pleasure, left me bewildered. She was clearly in so much pain, the act of sex was pure torture,
so why could she still reach orgasm?

What surprised me even more was that, since Xiao Jian was the one tormenting her, why would she willingly climb
into his small, thin arms for comfort?

I was completely confused.

【to be continued】

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