【The Beautiful and Reserved Wife Who is Seduced by Desire】(Springtime Across the Pacific) (07) Author: hgu7788

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(VII)

After my video chat with W, I reminded my wife several times about W's invitation for us to visit his hometown.
Each time, she readily refused, saying, "Honey, if it weren't for your fetish, I would never let a second
man ...! Right now, you and W are the only two people who have touched someone else's body, and I swear I won't let a third man do that
! Don't even dream about it!" Seeing my wife's resolute attitude, I knew I couldn't rush things. The next day, I sent W
a message politely declining his invitation. W, however, didn't give up easily. He argued confidently, "Even
a lady like my mother couldn't escape my second uncle's clutches, so a simple woman like Ying will be easily won over by him.
As long as you can get your sister-in-law to Siming (my second uncle's villa is located in Siming Mountain, hence the name Siming Villa), the rest
is up to me. You just wait and see! Don't worry, your sister-in-law is still your wife; no one can take her away." W
's words were quite tempting, but they didn't completely dispel my concerns. I replied to W, "Let's take it one step at a time."

My wife and I had already planned to drive to Disney World and
the End of the World . We would be passing through S City, where W lived. Before setting off, I suddenly had the idea to
stop at W's house for a rest, rather than driving all day. When I told my wife, she was also worried that I would
be too tired from driving and agreed to stay at W's house for one night. W and Xiaoru warmly welcomed us over the phone.

Although W had only been in the US for a few years, through their joint efforts, they had already obtained green cards and bought a house. W's house
was a typical American large house, three stories high, plus a garage and yard. My wife was incredibly envious.
When we arrived, W and Xiaoru greeted us at the door. The two families met, exchanged pleasantries, and sized each other up like old friends
. My wife wore a long dress that day, just past her knees, which made her look exceptionally graceful. Xiaoru wore a tank top and shorts
that barely covered her thighs, her calves were straight, and her fair thighs tapered from bottom to top, gradually becoming fuller until her pert buttocks. Her
34D breasts were indeed visually striking; coupled with her cheerful laughter, she exuded alluring
youthful vitality, which contrasted beautifully with my wife's demure beauty. Thinking about how Xiaoru's body would return to China every year
to be enjoyed by W's second uncle, my penis involuntarily twitched.

W also made no attempt to hide his longing for Ying; his gaze followed my wife's figure into the house. My wife wasn't
dressed provocatively, only showing her fair calves and the upper part of her chest. W's gaze was mostly fixed on
her beautiful face. Xiaoru seemed oblivious to W's lecherous stare, chatting and laughing with my wife with poise and grace—
truly W's capable wife.

W introduced me to his collection of red wines, and the two of us men sipped the wine while touring W's large house. My
wife cooked with Xiaoru, and we could hear their cheerful laughter from time to time. Perhaps it was my imagination, but a few times,
they seemed to be deliberately whispering and discussing something, making me marvel at how women are natural diplomats. On our first meeting,
Xiaoru and Ying had already become close friends who could share secrets.

At dinner, Xiaoru announced at the table, "Xiaoying and I will be sleeping in the master bedroom tonight. We sisters will chat all night
. W and Haozi, you each have a guest room."

"Hey, Xiaoru, isn't it a bit much to steal my wife away like this?"

"It's my territory, I make the rules," Xiaoru said, feigning assertiveness. My wife just chuckled and lowered her head.

W gave me a wry smile.

After dinner, I took a quick shower and went to W's guest room. My wife was bending over to make the bed for me. Looking at her
protruding buttocks, I suddenly felt aroused. I slowly approached, lifted her skirt, and pulled out my semi-erect penis, pressing it against her
crotch, which was only covered by her underwear.

"Ah..." my wife exclaimed, "Stop it!"

"Ying, your husband wants you," I said breathlessly.

Ying straightened up, leaned against me, and grasped my penis with one hand. "How about, I give you Xiaoru for one night?"
my wife teased me.

"Sure."

With a "smack," my wife slapped my penis. "Dream on, go to sleep and rest." Saying this, she swayed
her hips and went to Xiaoru's bedroom.

After traveling all day, I was indeed tired, and I fell asleep without realizing it.

When I woke up, it was just getting light.

"Get up and eat, you lazybones," my wife said as she came in, leaving a pleasant scent of her recent bath.

"It's still early, let me sleep a little longer." I turned over and continued sleeping.

"It's almost nine o'clock." My wife lay on her side next to me. "It's cloudy, it's going to pour."

"What? Shit!" I jumped up, pulled back the curtains, and sure enough, it looked
like it was going to rain. Looks like we'll have to delay our trip for a day.

"Brother, let's go tomorrow. Xiaoru and I are going to work, you guys stay home, there's food in the fridge."
W said from the doorway, "Besides, we haven't seen each other for a long time, Xiaoru and I miss you both." As he spoke,
he looked at my wife, who lowered her head. I immediately understood and nodded repeatedly.

...

W later told me that Xiaoru's one-night talk with Ying was a major
turning point . And my wife later told me that the beautiful scenery of Siming Mountain that Xiaoru described to her—the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance,
the shady forests, the streams and hot springs—was what made her want to go. I think another reason is that
Xiaoru is very outgoing, and my wife, who is reserved and introverted, easily
develops trust and dependence on such a warm-hearted friend.

Three months after our trip to Florida, W invited us back to China again to visit his hometown
. The weather was clear and crisp, perfect for an autumn outing.

...

Although W had arranged rooms for us at his uncle's mountain villa, my wife and I insisted on visiting
W's parents first—it was only proper for friends.

W's parents were overjoyed to see their son and daughter-in-law, and they also warmly welcomed my wife and me. W's
father had the demeanor of a typical elementary school teacher; although his temples were gray, he was still very energetic,
frequently offering us tea and fruit. W's mother was especially kind to Ying, and with Xiaoru, the three of them quickly struck up a
lively conversation. I secretly glanced at the three beauties in front of me: W's mother, as W had said, looked only in
her thirties or forties; at first glance, I even mistook her for an older version of Gao Yuanyuan! Her long, flowing hair reached her shoulders, and her ivory
-white face held a languid expression reminiscent of a famous socialite from the Republican era in a photograph. Her well-tailored clothes
, while revealing little, couldn't conceal her ample bosom, and her full hips set her apart from the two younger women. She spoke softly.
Slow, gentle voices, like aged wine, soothing and delightful. In contrast, Xiaoru, dressed in jeans and a short-sleeved shirt,
her long legs, white arms, and prominent cleavage revealing her sexiness and vitality. My wife, on the other hand, was even more
serene and elegant, her hands folded on her knees, chatting with the two women with a faint smile. That noon, everyone enjoyed themselves immensely.
Before dark, we said goodbye to W's parents and drove to the mountain resort, checking into the rooms W had booked for us in advance
.

The next morning, W's second uncle rushed over, saying he would be our guide, showing us around Siming Mountain. Upon first
meeting him, his face was dark, his wrinkles etched like knife cuts, giving him a sleazy appearance. He was short, with
a mole on his cheekbone from which a few hairs grew, exuding a thuggish air. At first glance, I just wanted to stay
as far away from him as possible, and I think my wife felt the same way. I really can't understand how Xiaoru could willingly be
violated by this man, and how W's mother could endure his coercion and abuse for so many years.

W's second uncle was very enthusiastic towards W, "Our family's great talent is back! Oh, and so is my nephew's wife. These
two must be Ahao and his wife." As he spoke, he took my hand and then grasped my wife's outstretched hand!
My heart skipped a beat, and I seemed to see a meaningful glance from my second uncle; my wife also withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

The shade of the trees, the streams, and the birdsong on the mountain were indeed captivating, and my wife, like a bird released from its cage, chatted and laughed with
everyone .

At the highest point of the mountain, there was a viewing telescope. My wife excitedly ran over, trying to look down the mountain through the telescope, but
exclaimed, "Why is it so dark? I can't see anything!"

W's second uncle walked over, stood behind my wife, dropped in a one-yuan coin, and took my wife's hands that were holding the telescope
, adjusting its direction. "Hey, let's try again." From where I was standing, I could see their
profiles : my wife
's legs were slightly bent, her buttocks, encased in her skinny jeans, were sticking out, and my second uncle was right behind her, his crotch practically touching her shapely bottom! My heart skipped a beat, and my penis involuntarily became semi-erect.

At noon, we enjoyed a picnic on the mountaintop, gazing at the people below. This joyful time made me almost forget my
original purpose for coming here. Before the picnic began, my second uncle received a phone call, mumbled a few words, and then told us he had something to do and would take
the cable car down the mountain. By the time the four of us returned to our lodgings, it was already evening. Entering the hotel lobby, we saw W's
mother just coming downstairs. W looked suspiciously at the large bedroom directly opposite the stairs; I guessed that was my second uncle's
luxurious bedroom at the hotel. Xiaoru and Ying went to greet her, each taking one arm of W's mother, excitedly chattering about
the beautiful scenery on the mountain. Dinner was already prepared, and my second uncle, carrying a bottle of baijiu, joined us.

"Mom, when did you arrive?" W asked while serving his mother food.

"Oh, I just arrived~" "Your mom arrived at noon." Both his mother and second uncle answered at the same time, but their answers
were contradictory . His mother blushed with embarrassment and anxiety.

Fortunately, his second uncle casually changed the subject. Amidst the clinking of glasses, everyone seemed to have forgotten the awkwardness of the moment.

W and I have always been good drinkers, and the baijiu was quickly finished, followed by beer.
After , W, my second uncle, and I started frequently going to the restroom. In the middle of the meal, W and my second uncle went out for a smoke.

When W and I went to the restroom together, W said casually, "I told my second uncle."

"..." I remained silent, not pressing him to tell me what he had said to his second uncle.

"He said that seeing Ying is like seeing my mother from back then. He said he really likes—Ying."

I seemed to hear myself gasp for breath.

"He won't force her. He wants Ying to willingly climb into his bed, as long as you don't stop her."

I hesitated, my mind flashing back and forth between my second uncle's smug face and Ying's sweet, shy face.

"I won't stop her." As I said this, my heart ached as if pricked by a needle.

"Don't worry, even though your second uncle is a scoundrel, he's never broken his word and won't act recklessly. When he goes back to America, Ying will be unharmed
. But without a chance to get close, even if your second uncle were a god, he wouldn't be able to touch a single piece of Ying's clothes. So, just
cooperate a little, for example—would you like to come to our room tonight and play Dou Dizhu?"

I nodded blankly, lost in thought.

...

The four of us took turns playing Dou Dizhu in W's bedroom until midnight. We played Dou Dizhu all
night , but we were even more energetic, and none of us took the initiative to suggest going to sleep. I don't know how it started,
but it seems I went to the toilet to take a dump. I heard a lot of splashing sounds outside, followed by my wife yelling, "Xiaoru, you
jerk, let go!" When I came out, I saw W grinning as he watched Xiaoru dancing
provocatively in only her underwear and bra. He had his arms around my wife, trying to untie the ties on her skirt. Seeing me come out, Xiaoru's beautiful eyes darted around. She pushed my wife
onto W's lap, wrapped her arms around my neck, and turned to Ying, saying, "Tonight, Hao-ge is mine. My
husband is yours."

My wife's face turned as red as a sheet.

W's hands trembled as he gently pulled off my wife's top. My wife wasn't wearing a bra today, which was unusual for her. A pair of white breasts
popped out. My wife hurriedly tried to cover herself, but W was faster. He quickly grabbed one breast in each hand.
I also used my hands to push Xiaoru's thong aside and gently kneaded her mounds.

Suddenly, W made a shushing gesture. Voices came from next door.

"Don't interrupt me when I'm talking to my son," came W's mother's voice.

"You came at noon, didn't you?"

"W will guess."

"Guess what?"

"Hmph!" W's mother's voice was filled with shame and anger.

"You think that just because I don't tell the truth, W won't guess that I've been in bed with you all afternoon? It's not easy for W to come to
the resort , and you can find an excuse to come too. Xiaoman, you're still so... I can never get enough of you." The second uncle said,
roughly touching W's mother's buttocks and kneading them vigorously.

"Stop! My son is here, you're not allowed to bully me."

"Hehe, my nephew likes to watch. I, as his uncle, am teaching him how to be a man. Besides, tonight..."

Xiaoru had already squatted down and was sucking my penis into her mouth. W stood behind his wife, one
hand gripping her wrist and pulling her arms behind her back. His other hand held his enormous penis
, rubbing it against her buttocks, occasionally thrusting the dark, engorged head into her vagina. Each thrust drew out some fluid, soon accompanied
by gurgling sounds. His wife's suppressed moans rose, her white body trembling with each
thrust , her soft breasts swaying in waves.

I remembered W mentioning a secret door leading to my second uncle's bedroom. W and I were of one mind; the four of us, entwined, moved towards...
The hidden door with a small window. The mother's intoxicating moans grew louder, and the sounds of flesh colliding
became clearer.

...

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