[Let Love] (Part 1) Author: That Gentleman

Author: That Gentleman
Word Count: 3378

Working on the front lines year-round inevitably puts me under immense pressure. Having to wear different masks
and interact with different people every day makes me feel that life has lost its meaning. Therefore, I specifically applied for
a two-week . On the one hand, I wanted to relax and adjust my mindset. On the other hand, I wanted to
spend more time with my wife, Yiyi.

Yiyi is my college classmate. She has a beautiful figure and a lovely face. It took me a lot of effort to
win her heart, and over the years, she has been my most prized possession.

Yiyi is 162 cm tall, not very tall, but luckily, she has a perfect D-cup, which
I find very pleasing. Every time we go out together, I feel particularly proud, especially when men on the street are attracted to her
breasts . At first, I was also very jealous. If anyone stared and I saw them
, I would definitely retaliate with a fierce glare. But I don't know when it started, I found myself
actually enjoying the feeling of being stalked. At first, I didn't know why, and even wondered if I was being
too carefree. Until one day…

after my leave application was approved, I invited two colleagues from the company to a bar after work for drinks, just
to celebrate. Both colleagues were from the countryside. One was taciturn and stiff, wearing glasses—
what everyone called Mr. Right, an easygoing guy who got along with everyone and rarely argued with anyone
. The other was short and thin, with a wide face and a big mouth, looking rather sleazy, but fortunately, he had a cheerful personality and
a big mouth that could get along with anyone. So, they were probably the best of friends in the company.

Men, when they drink, inevitably start to boast. Of the three of us, I'm the only married one, so all I bragged about
was how obedient and virtuous my wife is—capable in public and a good cook. The two of them shook their heads, saying they didn't believe me. I was
quite unconvinced, so I immediately paid the bill and dragged them to my place to see for myself. I also called Yiyi to
prepare some snacks to go with the drinks.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard Yiyi's slightly reproachful voice: "Why did you drink so much? You should
drink less later. Come in, you two come in too!"

She bent down and took three pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet for us to change into. But in that instant, her
breasts were almost spilling out.

After a few rounds of drinks, all four of us were a little tipsy. Yiyi didn't usually drink, but she couldn't resist the toasts from the two men
and drank quite a bit too. I wanted to stop her, but then I thought that it was the two of them who would be going home, while my husband and I
could just lie down in bed, so I let it go.

We chatted about some funny things in life, and the atmosphere naturally became more lively until I felt a bit
nauseous. I got up to go to the bathroom. Before leaving, I teased Da Zui and Lao Ying, because they
were already slumped over the table, waving their hands and saying they wanted to rest and stop drinking. My wife was also half-lying on the sofa,
her face flushed , clearly drunk. Seeing this, I chuckled and headed to the bathroom,
telling them to wait for me to come back and continue drinking. They just waved and didn't say anything.

After vomiting, I felt much more sober. When I went to flush, I realized the water was off. I slowly opened the bathroom
door, about to call Yi Yi to get some water from the kitchen, when I saw the usually honest and dull Lao Ying
kneeling in front of Yi Yi, his hands outstretched, about to unbutton her shirt. My instinct
was to pull open the door and rush out, but then a thrilling thought popped into my head: I wanted to see him unbutton Yi Yi's clothes! And so, almost
unconsciously, I closed the door to its smallest opening, leaving only a crack, just enough for him to see
what he was doing . Whether out of guilt or fear, Lao Ying hesitated to close it completely. Suddenly, he turned and peered towards the toilet, looking for a few seconds before finally speaking, "Jun...are you done yet? How much longer? I...I want to wash my face..." For some reason, hearing his tentative words made my mouth dry, and my lower body gradually hardened . I took a deep breath and pretended to be in pain, replying, "Lao Ying? Wait a minute, I have diarrhea, it'll be a few more minutes..." After saying that, I felt a weight on my chest, a tightness in my chest, but deep down I hoped Lao Ying would hurry up and do it. "Oh...okay, don't rush me." Lao Ying said, then knelt down in front of Yi Yi, because from this could see the toilet and react quickly if I came out. The thought of him about to molest my beloved wife filled me with rage, but also a thrill, and this thrill gradually gained the upper hand. I just wanted him to hurry up and do it. Old Ying took a deep breath, glanced at Da Zui lying sprawled to the side, then at my direction, before fixing his eyes on Yi Yi's chest. He had already unbuttoned the third button, but Yi Yi remained unmoved . With the third button undone, half of her bra was exposed, and Old Ying breathed heavily with excitement. He examined for a moment before reaching his hand inside the bra. Yi Yi's full, white breasts swayed gently with his touch. I knew he was enjoying Yi Yi's nipples, but he didn't know that nipples were also Yi Yi's most sensitive spot. Yi Yi reacted, her legs clamping together. Just as she was about to speak, Old Ying covered her mouth with his other hand. Only then did Yi Yi realize it was Old Ying covering her mouth. Feeling confused, and then sensing the movement of her breasts, she understood what was happening. Terrified, she froze , staring at Old Ying in horror. Lao Ying seemed unprepared for Yi Yi's quick awakening. Initially, he was extremely nervous, fearing she would scream. However, seeing how weak she was, he gradually calmed down. He leaned down and whispered something to her, but because of the distance and his low voice, I could only hear fragments of phrases like "Be quiet," "Do you want your husband to see?" and "That's right." After saying this, Lao Ying tentatively released his hand from Yi Yi's mouth. Seeing that she indeed dared not make a sound, he chuckled smugly at her, then used the hand that had been covering her mouth to reach for her other breast. Yi Yi remained motionless, allowing Lao Ying to freely explore her body. Lao Ying seemed unsatisfied. He glanced in my direction, estimating I wouldn't be out for a while, and boldly freed Yi Yi's breasts from her bra. As her large breasts sprang out, Lao Ying was momentarily stunned.

Yiyi, shocked by his audacity, covered her chest with her hands in horror, softly uttering, "No,
no!" Little did she know that his actions only fueled Lao Ying's desire once more.
He held Yiyi's hands tightly with one hand, while his other hand wantonly kneaded one of her breasts. No matter
how struggled, she couldn't break free from Lao Ying's large hand.

Seeing this, I became increasingly aroused, my lower body swelling as if about to burst free from my pants,
my throat growing increasingly dry. Yet, I felt an intense unease, like my beloved toy being
violated by another child, and I dared not retaliate, only hoping he would be gentle with my toy.

Lost in these thoughts, Lao Ying kissed Yiyi's lips, his touch
shifting between her lips and nipples. Yiyi grew even more frightened; I could almost see her body trembling uncontrollably. Seeing
this , I suddenly remembered how sweet our courtship had been, how much I had cherished her. The thought of
her now being violated by an ugly man, right in her own home, in front of her husband, her
breasts being fondled, without even the courage to cry out, filled me with sorrow, yet also an overwhelming
thrill. This thrill wasn't just sexual; it was psychologically intense.

In my excitement, I accidentally bumped into a plastic bucket at my feet. The sound wasn't loud, but it startled all three of us.
The two in the living room quickly sat up and started cleaning up. I couldn't hide any longer, so I closed my eyes, counted to three silently,
and then opened the door and went out.

Meanwhile, Lao Ying and Yi Yi had already finished cleaning up. Lao Ying was pretending to pat her mouth to wake her, while Yi Yi
was busy cleaning up the leftover food on the table.
Upon closer inspection, I noticed Lao Ying's hand trembling slightly, and Yi Yi, due to nervousness, had buttoned her clothes wrong, creating a
hole .

I pretended to still be drunk and insisted on continuing to drink. Lao Ying, whether out of guilt or unease, waved his hands repeatedly, saying we could get together again
next time , and that he had to drag his drunken mouth home now; there was plenty of time. Yi Yi, hearing me say I wanted
to drink more, suddenly realized something and chimed in, saying it was late and we shouldn't drink. I couldn't persuade them otherwise,
so I gave up. After Lao Ying and Yi Yi left, I plopped heavily onto the sofa.

For a moment, it was eerily quiet; I didn't say a word, and neither did Yi Yi. Recalling what had just
happened , I suddenly felt a surge of jealousy. I reached out and pulled Yiyi in front of me, unbuckling my belt with one hand to
expose my penis, and grabbing Yiyi's head with the other, forcing it towards my penis: "Suck it!"

Yiyi let me roughly thrust my penis into her mouth. I don't know if it was out of anger, or
any concern for tenderness, but I just pushed as deep into her mouth as I could, regardless of whether she choked and
cried. I only wanted to vent my anger and desire in her mouth...

Imagining Yiyi being penetrated by my ugly penis, I couldn't help but ejaculate,
all of it shooting into Yiyi's mouth, more than half again as much as usual. With my head pressed against hers, Yiyi
couldn't escape and had to endure the discomfort, taking all the semen into her mouth.

"Swallow it, eat it!" I commanded, looking into Yiyi's eyes.

Yiyi shook her head, making whimpering sounds, clearly unwilling.

"Swallow it, be good," I said patiently. But she remained the same, which
enraged me. I grabbed her head with both hands, stared at her, and said, "You even buttoned your shirt wrong! You bitch!"

Yi Yi was stunned. I pressed my advantage, saying, "If I had come out a moment later, would you have let him have his way with you
?" With that, I released her, leaned back in my chair, and stared at the ceiling in silence.

Yi Yi lowered her head, her hands clenched tightly, her shoulders trembling slightly. Although I didn't look at her, I
heard her sobbing.

"Husband... I... I swallowed it... Husband... I... I was wrong, forgive me..."

Forgive you? Not so easy...

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