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My husband, now past thirty, was riding high on his career success, and our family should have been happy. However, I gradually noticed our sex life was becoming less frequent and less harmonious. I also discovered scratch marks on his back, for some unknown reason. I paid closer attention and eventually figured out the reason. It turned out that our families were close friends, and we knew that Zhizhong (my husband's father) frequently traveled for work. Sometime later, my husband and Zhizhong's wife had started an affair. Under pressure, my husband confessed. I was devastated. I spoke with Zhizhong's wife several times, but to no avail. She only told me to talk to my husband, saying the problem stemmed from him. I knew my husband was a responsible man; he would take responsibility for his actions. And indeed, he admitted his mistake but refused to agree to my request to end things with her, saying that would be unfair to her. He said he would either have to end our marriage or I should accept the truth. I simply couldn't believe this was the husband I was so proud of. When Zhizhong returned from his business trip, I told him everything. Unexpectedly, before I even spoke to him, his wife had already told him about what had happened recently. Zhizhong was very distressed, but like me, he couldn't bear to divorce, mainly because he didn't want to hurt the children. However, we were unwilling to face this unacceptable reality, and we kept trying to dissuade them, but their relationship continued. One night, while drunk and troubled, Xu Zhizhong called me, wanting to talk. So I went to his house, and we poured out our troubles to each other, but couldn't find a solution. For some reason, seeing Xu Zhizhong in front of me, suffering so much because of his husband's mistakes, I felt as if I had wronged him somehow. Knowing he had drunk too much that day, he lay down on the sofa after only a short while. After a while, he started vomiting. After I finished tidying him up and was about to leave, Zhizhong grabbed my hand, closed his eyes, and sobbed, "Why is this happening? How did it get to this point?" I cried silently with him. He said he vomited intermittently until he felt a little better. I wanted to help him back to his room so he could rest, and he agreed. So I helped him, a big guy, and struggled to get him to lie down on the bed. I tucked him in and was about to leave when Liu Qi grabbed my hand again. That night, I didn't go home. I spent the night fully clothed, leaning against the sleeping man. Nothing happened, but I stayed awake all night, my mind a jumble. The next afternoon, my husband asked me why I hadn't come home, and I told him what had happened the night before. He looked at me for a long time with a gaze I'd never seen before before saying, "Did you two do that? Are you trying to get revenge on us?" I was furious. I thought, "We haven't done anything wrong. What right do you have to suspect me?" And your attitude was so harsh, as if it were me and Zhizhong who were at fault. I don't know where I got the courage, but I retorted defiantly, "Yes, so you can do whatever you want but we can't?" My husband was speechless after hearing my words. Then, in an almost inaudible voice, he said, "It's not entirely your fault. It's probably Zhizhong's revenge on me. After all, I was in the wrong first. Since we're not getting a divorce for the sake of the children, please be mindful of the public's reaction and don't let others laugh at our two families." I looked at him abruptly, then turned away sadly. A few days later, Zhizhong called me. We talked for a long time, and I told him what my husband had said to me. He smiled bitterly on the other end of the phone and said, "I'm truly innocent. But why did you tell him that it wasn't true?" I said, "It's precisely because we didn't that I deliberately provoked him, to make him think I had cheated on him, so he could experience what it's like to face such a situation." Zhizhong asked me to clarify the facts with my husband and not hurt anyone else. Seeing Liu Qi's arrogant attitude, I felt even more sorry for him. I really don't know why, but I blurted out, "Zhizhong, you don't have to be so pathetic. If they can do that, why can't we? This is really unfair to you. I'm willing, and it's none of your business." Zhizhong was silent for a long time on the other end of the phone before saying, "Okay, maybe this way we'll feel a little more balanced." I said, "Okay, then come to my house tonight." Zhizhong didn't agree to that and suggested going out for some fun. We arranged to meet at a motel outside the city four days later on the weekend. That night, I poured all the tenderness a woman could offer to this man whom my husband had hurt. I changed my usual passive approach to sex, actively showering him with affection. It was as if this could atone for my husband's sins. Zhizhong was a good man; although he accepted me, he still felt guilty and remained completely passive in my tenderness, not taking the initiative. Because I rarely acted on a man before, my waist soon felt weak, and I couldn't even sit up. But his semen hadn't come out yet. I knew this was painful for him. There wasn't much else I could do, so that was the first time I'd taken a man's penis into my mouth. I used many methods to get the semen to ejaculate. Honestly, it was incredibly difficult. When I wiped away the semen with tissue, I felt a sense of relief. Afterwards, I nestled my head against Zhizhong's chest, hugging him and saying, "Don't have any more worries. I gave it to you willingly. I wanted to make up for his mistake. I'm willing to give you anything you never asked for from your wife, but I just can't bring myself to do it. I'm so exhausted right now. Can you take the initiative next time?" Zhizhong didn't speak, but I sensed his sadness. Suddenly, his strong arms wrapped around me tightly, burying me in his broad chest as he said, "It's really hard on you. How could he not cherish such a good woman like you? It's unbelievable. If you were my wife, I could never love you enough." I silently shed tears, my hand gently stroking Liu Qi's genitals. We embraced in silence. After a while, I nudged Zhizhong's waist, signaling him to get on top of me. He rolled over, supporting himself with his hands, and looked down at me, saying, "Please don't stay with me with a guilty conscience anymore. We're building our own friendship, okay?" Looking at this strong man, I nodded: "Okay, we're living our own lives. I won't associate myself with them anymore. You just focus on being a man. As long as I'm with you, I'm your woman." When his lower body became erect again, I felt it was even more powerful than before. I guided it to my vulva, and his thick penis rubbed against my vulva slowly for a while, then he twisted his waist. I knew it was about to enter, so I spread my legs, ready to welcome it.He straightened his back and had just inserted a little when he stopped. "Juan, let's have some fun. If you really don't mind, I'd like to try other ways with you. Don't think I'm bad, okay?" I said to him in a firm tone, "It's okay, just have fun. I'm willing to accept any way you want." "After I finished speaking, he braced his hands on either side of my head, and with a sudden burst of strength, his lower body pressed deeply inside me. I let out a dizzy moan, and he began to thrust into me, gradually increasing the speed and intensity of his movements. I held onto his waist, responding to his rhythmic rise and fall. Gradually, I melted into his passionate embrace, my body limp and powerless beneath his tall frame. Occasionally, I would open my sleepy eyes and, in the shadow cast on the wall by the lamplight, see his body moving powerfully against mine. I tightened my grip on his waist, trying to lift my face and lick his sweaty nipples with the tip of my tongue, biting his earlobe, and hooking my legs around his hips, as if trying to encompass him completely. He breathed heavily, and I kept..." The moans and groans of the bed, the creaking of the bed, and the two bodies that had almost stiffened were rejuvenated with youthful vitality. This physical collision brought us to an unparalleled world of bliss. We tried our best to experience each other, the pleasure of intercourse making me feel like I was dying and coming back to life. The soreness in my legs made it impossible for me to hold onto him anymore, and my hands hung limply at my sides, only able to weakly receive the love he poured into me. Seeing that I was out of breath, he stopped his vigorous thrusting and asked me breathlessly if I was still okay. I didn't even have the strength to answer him at that moment, collapsing like a lump of mud beneath his body. He then withdrew, tenderly picked me up, and laid me on his stomach, slowly stroking my body until I caught my breath, before saying to me, "Are you still okay?" I nodded with a smile. But he didn't come closer; he just placed me on the edge of the bed. He got down and stood on the floor, his bearded lips gently caressing my vulva. I started moaning again, drooping my head off the edge of the bed to breathe. His large hands kneaded my breasts, lower abdomen, and inner thighs. Suddenly, he had a sudden idea. He picked me up and carried me to the large sofa, laying me naked across the back. I stared at him in surprise, wondering what he was going to do. Then he spread my legs apart on either side of the sofa back, exposing my vulva directly to him. He pressed his hands against the inside of my thighs and licked my labia. I felt incredibly numb, my whole body trembling, and I involuntarily moaned loudly. He seemed unable to control himself, his tongue thrusting directly into my vagina. I pressed his head down, screaming in pain. Liu Qi was truly like a madman then, ignoring my screams and continuing his actions. Soon I felt I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't catch my breath. He pressed his hands on my breasts, his fingers constantly twisting my nipples, while his mouth continued to lick inside and outside my vulva. I felt both pleasure and pain, I truly felt like dying in his arms. After playing with me for a while, he lifted me down, made me kneel on the sofa, and then forcefully thrust into me from behind, pounding hard. I moved in front of him in rhythm with his thrusts, I was already drenched in sweat, my body slippery, like his plaything, at his mercy. When he ejaculated, I was completely limp on the sofa, my body limp. I heard him call my name softly several times before I gradually came to my senses. I smiled sweetly and said to him, "I didn't expect you to be so amazing. Look at me, I'm not even human anymore. You really can think of anything. I still can't take it from you like this." "Although he kept apologizing to me, to be honest, I actually felt quite good being treated that way, since I felt very liberated. In the days that followed, we continued with purely sexual contact, and I'm still quite at ease about it. Although my husband and Zhizhong's wife know we've really done that, they seem to be avoiding the issue. That's the truth; our families are maintained. This unspoken tacit understanding is the reason we haven't had any major conflicts. I think I've seen through this world. Now, even the body is a balance in life. I don't know when we'll regret this, maybe never."

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