【I Love My Adulterous Wife Ya Wen】(28) Author: Harassing Stocking Beauties

Author: Harassing Stocking Beauties
Word Count: 5369

Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Slut Ya Wen

The previous book mentioned that Ya Wen and I came to Harbin and met Chen Lian. I thought my wonderful life would continue
, but I was wrong! Chen Lian was different from Ya Wen: First, she was unmarried, and after her material life stabilized, she would
definitely plan for her future; second, after working for a while, she came into contact with many wealthy people,
making my middle-class life pale in comparison.

Ya Wen, on the other hand, was my wife, and we had a deep emotional foundation, which had penetrated her soul; moreover,
the interesting games Ya Wen and I played were not something just anyone could give her.

Ultimately, after a year at the company, Chen Lian resigned and married a rich second-generation heir. The day after Chen Lian resigned, I
found a musical greeting card in her desk drawer. The greeting card had a red heart printed on it. Opening it,
the song "Ten Thousand Reluctances" played : "

Don't ask about right or wrong

, after all, we loved each other deeply. I was so happy

with you by my side . You were always so careful because you were afraid of making me sad, but I couldn't give you the result you wanted. Ten thousand reluctances, I can't go back to the past. I've never regretted loving you, it's just time to end ..." This song perfectly expressed Chen Lian's feelings. A month later, Ya Wen and I attended Chen Lian's wedding. At the wedding, Chen Lian wore a pure white wedding dress , revealing her jade-like arms and half of her breasts. The dress had a long train, trailing on the ground. I kept thinking of texting her to ask if she was wearing stockings. The groom was almost 40, overweight, and looked like a big boss, but I didn't have a good feeling about him. When the newlyweds came to our table to toast, I took out a pair of sexy, flesh-colored Japanese printed stockings and gave them to Chen Lian. Chen Lian accepted my gift with a smile, and the groom also acted naturally. But when he noticed Ya Wen next to me, he stared intently at Ya Wen's thighs. Ya-Wen noticed the groom's lapse in behavior and quickly pressed down on her skirt. It turned out that after taking off her long trench coat, Ya-Wen was wearing a black, semi-transparent skirt underneath. Normally, the skirt would ride up to her hips when she sat down, but now under the bright indoor lights, her entire thigh, covered in stockings, was almost completely exposed to the lecherous man, and his black panties were clearly visible. The others at the table also noticed the awkward atmosphere. Chen Lian quickly pinched the groom's arm, and the two left. Halfway through the wedding, I couldn't stand that fat pig constantly showing affection to Chen Lian, so I dragged Ya-Wen out (because we were going to drink, I didn't drive, we took a taxi). Ya-Wen understood my intentions, and in the taxi, she took off her long trench coat and snuggled into my arms. Looking at my beautiful, stocking-clad, lustful wife beside me, my wicked thoughts resurfaced. I winked at Ya Wen and asked, "You little slut, will you be my lover for life?" Ya Wen immediately understood and pouted, asking, "Mr. Wang, how many lovers do you have?" I grinned mischievously and said, "Besides my wife, you're the only one." Ya Wen pretended to be angry and said, "Mr. Wang, you have a wife and you still mess around! Aren't you afraid..." I picked up one of Ya Wen's shapely legs in stockings and placed it on my lap, stroking it casually, and slowly said, "Because you wear stockings every day—" Ya Wen obediently continued to snuggle against me, acting coquettishly, "Mr. Wang, you're so bad, no more. Mmm~ Mmm~" Although we were an old married couple, Ya Wen's coquettish voice made my bones go weak, and my penis immediately became hard . At this moment, the taxi swayed noticeably, and I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the driver was staring intently at Ya Wen through the rearview mirror, swallowing hard. Fearing an accident, I coughed, and the driver then looked away. As we approached the company, I asked the driver to stop at a small, somewhat secluded supermarket, saying I needed to buy something. As I got out, I glanced at the driver; he was a young man, and I guessed Ya-Wen's performance had quite . As I closed the door, I winked at Ya-Wen again, and she immediately understood and nodded. As soon as I entered the supermarket, Ya-Wen called. I put on my earpiece and listened to the conversation inside the car. Then I found a good spot to spy on what was happening inside. After a minute of silence, Ya-Wen spoke first. She raised her left foot, placed it on the lower back of the driver's seat, and struck up a conversation: "Hi, handsome. How old are you?" "I...I'm 26," the young man stammered nervously. "Oh, very young. How much do you earn driving a taxi?" Ya-Wen's silk-stockinged foot tapped on the seat back. "Not much, just a few thousand." After saying that, the young man grew a little bolder and glanced back at Ya-Wen's silk-stockinged right leg. Ya-Wen pretended not to see and continued, "That's so little! I get ten times as much!" The young man's mouth dropped open, and he turned around completely, asking, "Beautiful lady, what do you do for a living?" "I'm the boss's secretary." "And what does your boss do? Is your boss that guy from earlier?" "Yes, that's him. He's alright otherwise, but he's such a lecher!" Ya-Wen deliberately sounded a little resentful. The young man suddenly became serious, sighed, and said, "Hey! Beautiful lady, to be honest, this isn't a long-term solution . Someone as pretty as you should marry into a good family; that would be better than this." "You're right. But who would want to marry a pretty face like me?" Ya Wen lifted her stockinged left foot off the back of the chair, placed it on the storage box in the middle of the front seats, patted the young man on the back, and continued, "Actually, I really envy people like you who earn money through your own hard work. Even if the salary is less, it's enough!" "Yes!" The young man's tone was very sincere: "Beautiful lady, you're not only beautiful, but you also have a good character! If I found someone like you, I'd be willing to do anything for you." "What? I'm 10 years older than you." " So what if I'm 10 years older? It doesn't stop me from loving you!" The young man's tone was still firm. Ya Wen feigned surprise, stammering, "You love me?! What do you love about me?" "No reason needed!" The young man's tone remained firm. "Okay, you give up." With that, Ya-wen took her left leg off the storage box and crossed it over her right. ... Perhaps the young man was too timid; despite Ya-wen's constant display of her stockinged legs, their interaction and lacked any real action. So, he sent Ya-wen a message: "Can't you handle this guy?"

"Go back to the company and let me fuck you!"

Ya Wen immediately replied: "I know how to deal with him, to satisfy you, you bad husband.

" After sending this message, Ya Wen looked up at the young man and said, "My husband said he'll be a while longer, so I'll pay and
get out first."

The young man hurriedly said, "No need, I'll wait a little longer. This time it's free."

Ya Wen said, "That's not right." Then, without saying anything more, she deliberately reached for the car door with her left hand.

The young man was really anxious at this point, probably already aroused by Ya Wen, and the duck that was about to be eaten was about to fly away.
So, disregarding everything, he reached into the back seat and grabbed Ya Wen (grabbing Ya Wen's raised silk-stockinged leg), and said, "It's okay!
It's really okay!"

Ya Wen didn't move, took her hand back, and said, "Okay then, wait a little longer."

The young man finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't take his hand back. Seeing that Ya Wen didn't react, he simply
placed his whole palm on her silk-stockinged leg.

Ya Wen glanced at the young man, then feigned shyness as she removed her raised left leg from her right and
pulled both legs back slightly. The young man, seeing Ya Wen's apparent aversion, blushed. But perhaps due to male instinct,
he didn't pull his hand back; it reached forward and rested on Ya Wen's stockinged thigh.

Ya Wen sighed and deliberately asked, "Do you think all men are this lustful?"

The young man, shameless as ever, whispered, "Because you're so sexy. I have no resistance!"

Ya Wen sighed again and said, "Then tell me, what do you like about me?"

"Stockinged legs," the young man blurted out.

"There are women wearing stockings everywhere, why are you like this to me?" Ya Wen's tone was slightly dismissive.

"Much sexier than my girlfriend," the young man blurted out again, only realizing his mistake afterward: he had just said
he wanted to marry Ya Wen, and now another girlfriend had appeared.

"You…" Ya Wen feigned great anger.

The young man quickly changed his tune, saying, "It's my ex-girlfriend."

I chuckled inwardly to myself: with that kind of intelligence, he'd better not cheat after marriage; he'd be easily caught.

"Ugh, you men! Not a single one of you is any good!" Ya Wen leaned back, closing her eyes, seemingly oblivious
to the groping hand on her thigh.

Seeing he'd succeeded, the young man hurriedly said, "Beautiful lady, sitting like this is tiring. Let me stretch your legs out."

Ya Wen squinted and said, "No!"

The young man was already hooked. He reached out and lifted Ya Wen's right leg onto the storage box in the middle of the front row,
stroking it vigorously.

Ya Wen glanced at the young man, feigning helplessness, and said, "I really can't do anything with you!" Then she placed her
other silk-clad leg on the storage box as well, saying, "Take off my shoes, consider it a massage. But
only my feet!"

The young man was extremely excited. He slowly removed Ya Wen's black high heels. After smelling them for a while, he put them aside,
then bent down and kissed Ya Wen's silk-clad legs.

Ya Wen sighed again, lay down in the back seat, closed her eyes, and asked the young man, "Are all you men
obsessed with stockings?"

"Yes, yes!" the young man replied, while touching Ya Wen's stockinged feet.

Ya Wen thought for a moment, then asked, "Tell me about something interesting that happened to you recently?"

The young man said, "Interesting? Oh, right. Not long ago, a Renmin University master's student was arrested for soliciting prostitution and died. You've heard about it, haven't you?" "

I've heard about it. He lost his life over such a trivial matter. What a pity!" Ya Wen still squinted her eyes,
enjoying the young man's [massage]. "My cousin drives a taxi in Beijing. He was right there."

"Oh!" Ya Wen's eyes widened, and she asked curiously, "What did he see?" "

Lei Yang tried to escape for the first time. After being apprehended, he got beaten up pretty badly by a few cops."

"And then?" Ya Wen continued to ask.

"Lei Yang escaped a second time. After being taken to the car, he bit a police auxiliary officer and was brutally beaten with a stun gun. Even someone with a strong
heart couldn't withstand that! Although my cousin wasn't close, he still heard Lei Yang screaming in
agony!"

Ya Wen said, her voice trembling with emotion. "You know, these police officers and those massage parlors are obviously involved in those shady dealings,
yet they let them operate. If they really cared about the rule of law, they should arrest the people behind those massage parlors!"

"Yeah." The young man's hand had already touched Ya Wen's knee and was tentatively reaching towards her thigh.

Ya Wen was still thinking about Lei Yang's incident and ignored the young man's actions, continuing, "What a pity, such
a handsome and talented student."

The young man grinned wickedly, "Beautiful lady, do you like him?"

"What?!" Ya Wen pushed away the young man's groping hand that had already reached her thigh and continued,
"How could such an outstanding boy be interested in me?"

"I want you!" After saying that, the young man lifted Ya Wen's stockinged calf and kissed it forcefully.

Ya Wen asked again, "So, did he go to a prostitute or not?"

The young man looked up and said, "Who wears a condom when they masturbate? Do you wear a condom when you masturbate your boss?"

Ya Wen raised a foot and stepped on the young man's face, saying, "I'll teach you to talk nonsense."

The young man took the opportunity to grab Ya Wen's stockinged foot, put her toes in his mouth, and started sucking.

"It tickles, stop!" Ya Wen said coquettishly.

"No." The young man continued to suck her toes.

"By the way, have you ever been to that kind of place?" Ya Wen asked curiously.

"I want to go!" "

Aren't you afraid of the police?"

"What's the use of being afraid? I can't resist. I'll go in a bit!" The young man put down Ya Wen's stockinged foot and stroked
the back of her foot .

"You..." Ya Wen was a little angry: "You're so greedy. You're eating what's in your bowl while eyeing what's in the pot.
You're not satisfied after touching it~"

"So, beautiful lady, you allow me to touch your stockings!"

"You're deliberately messing with me! You're bad! Now I won't let you." After saying that, Ya Wen pulled her stockinged legs back from the front row and stepped on
the ground.

Unexpectedly, the young man was very agile, leaping from the front seat to the back seat in an instant. He grabbed Ya Wen's legs, causing
her to fall onto the back seat, her silk-stockinged legs dangling in the air.

"Stop!" Ya Wen deliberately shouted, "Or I'll call the police!"

"Oh? Beautiful lady, can you bear to see the police beat me?" As he spoke, the young man grabbed one of Ya Wen's silk-stockinged legs and
vigorously , finally burying his head between Ya Wen's legs.

"Can I bear it!" Ya Wen had barely finished speaking when the young man's tongue penetrated through the crotch of her pantyhose, reaching straight for Ya Wen's clitoris. Ya Wen
couldn't hold back, and a lot of fluid gushed out from her lower body.

"Slut! Tell the truth, can you bear it?" The young man's tongue, like an iron rod, continued to pound into Ya Wen's clitoris.

"Ah. I...I can bear it!" Ya Wen pretended to be stubborn.

"So you wouldn't tell the truth." With that, the young man unbuckled his belt, pulled it down to his buttocks, and pulled out his large, erect, red
penis .

Ya Wen glanced down, blushed, and closed her eyes (probably captivated by the young man's large penis, but
too embarrassed to take the initiative). Then, Ya Wen's silk-stockinged legs parted to the sides, revealing a
large, visibly wet patch on her pantyhose.

The young man ripped open Ya Wen's pantyhose with a tearing sound, pulling down her black panties to
completely . Instead of immediately attacking, he exposed Ya Wen's genitals to the air and
asked humiliatingly, "Tell me, are you a slut?"

I cursed the young man inwardly: he's probably a seasoned pro, who knows how many women he's been with!
How can Ya Wen possibly withstand this?!

Ya-Wen insisted in a low voice, "No!"

"No?" As he spoke, the young man forcefully thrust his right middle finger into Ya-Wen's wet vagina, then
asked fiercely, "Tell me, is it or isn't it!"

"Ah! No." Ya-Wen still retained a shred of reason.

"Not telling the truth, you slut!" After saying that, the young man pulled out his middle finger, raised his long and thick penis, and with a "plop
," plunged it all the way into Ya-Wen's vagina.

"Ah!" Ya-Wen cried out, it was hard to tell whether it was pleasure or pain.

The young man continued to thrust vigorously, asking again with each thrust, "Tell me, is it or isn't it! Tell me, is it or isn't it!"

Ya-Wen closed her eyes tightly, moaning, perhaps she really couldn't hold back anymore. After thrusting more than ten times, Ya-Wen
grabbed the young man's body, hugged him tightly in her arms, and cried out, "I am! I am!"

The young man was relentless, holding Ya-Wen with one hand, continuing to caress her silk-stockinged legs with the other, increasing
the frequency of his thrusts, asking, "What is it! Tell me!" "

Slut!" Ya-Wen finally revealed her true colors.

"Who's harassing me!" The young man's penis was now thrusting like a pile driver.

"I, I. Ah~ Ah~"

"Damn it, say it all!" The young man increased the force, and the slapping sounds inside the car were very loud.

"I'm a slut! I'm a slut!" Ya Wen completely surrendered.

"Slut, say your name!" "

Chen Ya Wen is a slut." Ya Wen's face was already covered in sweat, probably because she hadn't played games in a long time.
Suddenly, it was so exciting!

"Will you still act tough with me in the future?" The young man slowed down his pace slightly, and the force of each thrust increased significantly. From
the outside, the shaking of the car was even more obvious.

"Didn't I give it all to you?" Ya Wen pleaded, "Are you still bullying me?"

"Bullying you so what! Mistresses are all sluts, all bitches who need to be fucked." The young man continued
to slow down , probably because he was about to ejaculate.

"No!" Ya Wen said, squinting her eyes.

The young man was kneading Ya Wen's breasts with one hand, while his other hand held and
stroked His penis was swollen several sizes larger, and his movements slowed noticeably. He seemed about to ejaculate.

Ya Wen cried out urgently, "Please, don't ejaculate inside!" She grabbed the young man's waist and pushed him away.

The young man ignored her. He kneaded Ya Wen's breasts even harder, and Ya Wen cried out in pain.
The hand holding Ya Wen's silk-stockinged foot dug hard into the sole of her foot, making Ya Wen feel itchy and uncomfortable. A few seconds later, his large penis shot
a lot of semen into Ya Wen's uterus.

...

After half a minute of silence in the car, the two sat up. The young man's lecherous eyes continued to stare at Ya Wen's
face . Ya Wen blushed and lowered her head, pretending to be shy.

The young man kissed Ya Wen's blushing cheek, and Ya Wen hummed and raised her hand as if to hit the young man.
The young man reached into Ya Wen's breasts and said, "Slut, stop pretending!"

Ya Wen groaned a few times, then leaned against him and stayed still.

Inside the car, the two whispered sweet nothings to each other...

I saw it was about time and walked towards the taxi. The young man, with a sly look, jumped back to his
seat.

After getting in the car, I pretended not to know anything and told the driver to keep going.

A while later, we arrived at the company building, and Ya Wen got out first. Sitting in the car, I pointed to
the thick semen dripping down Ya Wen's stockings and asked, "Hey, what's this?"

Ya Wen blushed and said, "I haven't been feeling well these past few days, I have a lot of discharge."

"So much discharge?" I said, reaching out to touch the semen on Ya Wen's leg and smelling it.
"It smells off!"

Ya Wen knew I was doing it on purpose and pulled me, saying, "Manager Wang, let's hurry back to the company to take care of business!"

"Yes, I'm going to fuck you hard!" I said, my voice neither too loud nor too soft.

The young man sitting there visibly shifted, glancing at me out of the corner of his eye.

I pulled Ya-Wen towards the community, lifting her short skirt with one hand and caressing her shapely buttocks in stockings. The young man in the car
stared intently at Ya-Wen's retreating figure until we disappeared from sight.

As soon as we entered the company, Ya-Wen turned around and hugged me tightly, saying, "Honey, that was great! That was so exciting!"

I laughed, "We haven't done this in over a year, have we? Satisfied with flirting with that young heartthrob this time? Got his contact
information,

?" "Satisfied! Good husband. Of course I got it. What do you want to do?"

"It's a secret, heh."

"You pervert! Now, shouldn't you taste your husband's big cock?"

"Of course. But first, I'm going to tie you up on the bed and fuck you hard."

"No! You bad husband."

...

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