[Fantasy] Erotic City: Married Women and Young Wives (Complete) - 28-30

Lost Apricot (02)

A woman has many firsts in her life: menstruation, first love, first kiss, first night... These firsts will definitely be unforgettable for her for a lifetime. For a woman who has cheated on her husband, especially a respectable woman like Chen who has only had physical intimacy with her husband, her first affair, her "first night of the apricot," whether voluntary or forced, whether exciting or regrettable, will definitely be as unforgettable as her virginity night!

Chen, this beautiful young woman who is calm on the outside but fiery on the inside, will she also remember that snowy night, that night that made her sad and tearful yet aroused, that night when she finally opened her legs to accommodate another man?

Before prying into Chen's affair, please allow me to briefly tell my own story.

I was originally a doctor in a large hospital in Datong City. Because my wife's affair caused a great uproar, I was too ashamed to stay there any longer, so I resigned and opened a clinic in the suburbs of Xi'an, living a depressed life.

My wife is also very beautiful, the "flower of her workplace"; her affair was with their bureau chief, an old man nearing sixty, but very powerful in Datong City. I was even worse off than He; I only discovered the affair after almost a year of being cuckolded. When I was about to confront him, the old man was on the phone contacting gangsters to "get rid of" me. My wife, feeling remorse, argued and shoved the old man, and in a moment of weakness, pushed him off the fifth-floor balcony. The old man deservedly died a gruesome death, and my wife was sentenced to five years in prison for manslaughter.

Having been utterly despondent, I regained a little faith in love because of my wife's loyal and righteous "turnaround." I believe that after her extramarital affair, especially during my life-threatening moment, my wife finally realized that I was her true love and her destiny, which is why she switched sides. So, when the first trial verdict came down, and my wife was sentenced to death with a two-year reprieve for intentional homicide, I braved the old man's tyranny and exhausted our savings to appeal for her.

Finally, thanks to a sliver of justice in the court and the exposure of the old man's corruption and bribery, my wife's sentence was commuted to manslaughter. I've already forgiven most of my wife's infidelity, but to this day, I'm still baffled by the reasons behind it. Two days before the incident, from my wife's tearful confession, I learned that the first time, she was drunk and unable to move and was forced into it. But from the second time, when the old man cornered her in the bureau chief's office and molested her, even succeeding, I just couldn't understand… My wife is 1.7 meters tall, enjoys sports, and is definitely not the weak type. The old man was about the same height as her, overweight, and had asthma—how could he have succeeded?

And after that, the old man sent her on business trips, took her on publicly funded trips, and even made her work overtime at his villa. Didn't my wife know his true intentions? I don't believe in any power-for-sex deal. As far as I know, the old man never gave her any benefits in terms of money or promotions. So, what charm did this nearly sixty-year-old man possess that could steal my wife away from me, a young doctor who was fairly handsome and financially well-off?

This is what I've always wanted to understand. Unfortunately, my wife's only confession was interrupted by two angry slaps from me. I personally pushed my wayward wife back into the arms of her old lover.

Later, when I had a chance to talk to my wife, she was already in prison. The environment during my visit wasn't suitable for discussing these things, and she just kept crying when she saw me. And the old lover was dead, without leaving a diary like Gong did. So, the questions in my heart have remained to this day.

Therefore, I sympathize with He's plight more than anyone else; therefore, I want to understand Chen's infidelity more than anyone else, to explore Chen's heart.

That windy and snowy night, Chen looked at Gong, tears streaming down her cheeks...

This "honest and simple" man before me was actually so emotionally rich and sensitive! He stood shivering in the snow, his shirt tattered, his face marked with the scratches from that fierce woman. He wept as he recounted his ordeal, confessed his love, and announced his impending heartbreak as he was about to leave her… The kind and innocent Chen was devastated!

But in reality, the “honest” man she saw… Gong… was not as “simple” as she imagined. At that moment, only one vulgar word flowed in his blood… Damn it!

While she was still crying in my arms, moved, I acted decisively, scooping her up by her legs and carrying her horizontally. Like a groom carrying his bride in a romantic TV show, I carried her into the bedroom. She let me carry her softly until I pressed her onto the bed, at which point she seemed to come to her senses and began to resist. Her fists had no strength at all, and her punches felt like a massage to me…

I didn't care anymore, I didn't say a word, I just pressed tightly against her soft body, sometimes kissing her face, sometimes nuzzling between her breasts… She cried in panic, begging me to let go, saying I was committing a crime, then coaxing me, “Good little brother, sister knows you don't want this.” Damn it, how could I not want this! I'm here to fuck you today, good little brother, it's your little brother who should be fucking your little pussy!

After wrestling with her for a long time, I remembered I should take off her clothes first… While she was still weak, I ripped off her coat and shirt… But I really don't understand what kind of clothes she was wearing underneath? So complicated, I don't know how to untangle them… They were like a spider web wrapped around my body, damn it, are all city women like this… Never mind, if I can't untangle them, I'll just tear them off! It's still this simple, I even ripped off her bra…

God, I finally saw the breasts of a noble city woman with my own eyes, so white! So tender… She continued to pound on me, writhing and begging… I didn’t say a word, just focused on taking off her clothes. Damn it, I’ll only have fun after I strip her naked… Her noble breasts swayed in front of me. I grabbed one breast in each hand and sucked on her other nipple. So fucking soft! So fucking tender… Her nipples swelled, and her cries gradually subsided. “No, no,” she whispered, so sweet!

But the bottom was even harder to remove…

I released her breasts and focused on taking off her bottom. Damn, is this what you call pantyhose? It even covers her buttocks tightly. I really don’t understand the point of wearing pantyhose like this…

I had to struggle to turn her over… She cried out, and I grabbed the waistband of the pantyhose and underwear and pulled them down together… Her white, round buttocks were finally revealed. This was the buttocks of that beast He’s noble wife! So beautiful! So white! So tender! Her waist was slender, but her buttocks were round and perky, cool to the touch, as smooth as silk! That's what you call a city woman's buttocks! Unlike my stinky wife's cleft, which was all bumps!

She was still softly begging me to let her go. But now, the city beauty I'd been longing for day and night had been stripped naked by me! With such a soft and fragrant body, letting you go would make me the biggest fool in the world! She was basically exhausted, her two white legs were limp, and I could easily spread them apart... I sucked on her breasts while pulling down my pants... Her cries grew softer and softer, I couldn't even hear what she was saying anymore... When my big penis reached outside her pussy, she bit my shoulder, but I didn't feel any pain, just excitement!

I started kissing her little mouth, and when my tongue swirled in her mouth, the force of her fists hitting my shoulder lessened, as if they were stroking me... Finally, her hands actually reached behind me and wrapped around my neck! Her cries turned into rapid, panting breaths…

My huge penis pressed against the outside of her pussy, trying to find the entrance, but it felt so wet and glistening with juices… My penis found the crevice and slid around inside… Her face turned bright red, and she was moaning softly… My penis finally sank into a small hole, which must be her pussy…

I felt her legs spread wider, and her pussy was actually twitching… God! If I just pushed a little harder, I could fuck this city beauty’s pussy!

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and said, "Wait a minute." Could I wait? I asked her what was wrong, but secretly I was working harder down there—it was so damn tight! The head of my penis went in a little bit more! She shuddered, pushing against my stomach with her hands, still telling me to wait. Looking at her flushed face and watery eyes, she looked completely aroused, not like she was going to resist, so I paused. Then she closed her eyes again, her face still red, and said with difficulty, "There's something in the drawer next to you… take it out first." I didn't understand what she meant, but I reached into the drawer next to the bed and opened it. Inside was a box of condoms! I had never felt such a strong sense of accomplishment in my life! Even now, thinking about it still excites me, and I will remember those words for the rest of my life! What does this mean? It means she agreed! It means this city woman agreed to let me have sex with her! It means I didn't rape her, but truly conquered this noble beauty of the city!

When my condom-covered, huge penis was close to her pussy again, she said wait a minute, this time telling me to turn off the light. At this crucial moment, she's still shy? What a pain! Fine, I'll listen to her, I just want to fuck today!

With a "plop," I finally penetrated her! In that instant, I felt my penis was truly blessed! I really wanted those poor country folk to know that I had fucked the pussy of a high-class city woman! The pussy of a rich woman who usually doesn't even look at them! And those idiots only deserve to fuck their own ugly wives and filthy whores!

Her pussy was so tight! As soon as I entered, it gripped me tightly, and there were waves of contractions inside. At that moment, she hugged my neck even tighter, letting out a sweet "oh"... We've both had children, so why is my wife's pussy like a cave, while hers is so tight? I just can't understand it!

I don't know how to fuck city women, but I think fucking women should be pretty much the same, right? So I knelt down and used my leg strength to spread her legs apart like a frog's legs. I usually use this position when I fuck that stinking woman... She seems familiar with this position too. Does that beast He always fuck her like this? Humph, just thinking about that rich, filthy beast makes me angry! Why can he marry such a beautiful wife, while I have to live with that pig-like stinking woman for the rest of my life? I'm not having it!

Now look what's happened! You beast He, you can't believe it, can you? Your beautiful and noble wife is now under me and fucking me! Hehe, you'd never guess that your wife would be fucked by me, the poor farmer you despise the most! You beast He, you fucking remember this, it wasn't rape. Your wife opened the door herself and let me in, let me carry her into the bedroom, and even let me put on a condom, then spread her beautiful legs and let me fuck her! She did it willingly, can you believe it? Haha...

This diary entry is dated December 11th, the night Gong's wife took their son back to their hometown. For most of those ten days or so, his wife was probably watching over him, and Gong only jotted down some notes in a draft notebook. He had no chance to calmly recount his "glorious achievements" in the main entry. By the time his wife and children left and he excitedly wrote this entry in the main entry, he and Chen had already had sex twice. Adding to this the details of what happened in between, the entry was quite extensive, spanning a full five pages of an A4 diary!

This story of infidelity, which started as impossible, has developed to the point where a beautiful and kind-hearted urban woman finally opens her "door of love" to a perverted and evil migrant worker. There are coincidences such as Gong's wife coming to Beijing, He's business trip, and Gong's wife causing trouble, but there are also inevitabilities, such as...

(1) He is too focused on his career and neglects emotional communication with his wife; (2) Chen is inexperienced and sentimental, and her understanding of love and marriage is too idealistic; (3) He and Chen underestimate the wickedness of people's hearts and ignore the power of people at the bottom of society; (4) Gong's morbid psychology is hidden and stubborn. As the saying goes, "It's not the thief you should fear, but the one who has his eye on you."

But what interests me more is: since Chen is a sentimental woman who yearns for ideal love and is not promiscuous, then even if she has an affair, the extramarital affair she pursues should first be the romance of flowers and moonlight, and the pleasure of having a beautiful woman by her side. So why did she so easily give up her precious virginity after her lover's first confession?

As a refined man with a similar experience and personality to He, I've always been puzzled by this. It wasn't until I carefully read the comments section of the article "Me" and saw a reply from a netizen that I finally understood.

The reply essentially said this: many people are baffled that Chen would so easily give herself to a scumbag like Gong. This netizen used their own experience of seducing respectable women as an example, saying, don't think these usually haughty and beautiful women are hard to seduce. As long as you're bold and attentive, find her weaknesses, and show your advantages over her husband, you can always find a way to trick her into bed. The key is the first time; even if you have to use force, don't be afraid. These women who value their reputation will absolutely not tell their husbands or accuse you of rape. Once you've penetrated her, she'll be completely submissive to you afterward!

Force! It's that simple! This is something men like He and I could never have imagined.

This netizen is definitely a seasoned womanizer, while Gong, this migrant worker from Shaanxi, had only ever been with his wife before. It's impossible for him to have such insight into the psychology of city women. It can only be said that his twisted desire for revenge and a momentary impulse led him to inadvertently exploit Chen's vulnerability and deflower her.

Perhaps it was precisely this courageous "semi-rape" that allowed Chen to experience a sexual pleasure so different from the tenderness of her husband, which led her to become infatuated with Gong, this "simple and straightforward" migrant worker (she repeatedly told Gong in later rendezvous that she liked his "simple and straightforwardness" and disliked her husband's "hypocrisy").

This makes me wonder if my wife, when she was drunk and powerless, was also forced upon by this old man for the first time. Did she, like Chen, initially resist for a while, but then resign herself to her fate? Did she say something similar to Chen's request for Gong to wear a condom before being deflowered by the old man, something that makes me feel incredibly ashamed?

Why do women have such a fatal weakness?

My heart suddenly ached, a pang of sorrow, for my wife, for Chen, and for all wives who have been targeted by "thieves" and ultimately, out of weakness, taken the first step towards infidelity.

As a woman, Chen has turned two important pages in the book of her life…

On a hot summer night in 1995, in Shanghai, in He's company dormitory, Chen gave her virginity to her lover, He; on a snowy night, December 1, 2005, in Beijing, on her and her husband's wedding bed, in front of their happy wedding photos, Chen gave her virginity to Gong.

How precious these two pages are for a woman! But if time could turn back, I really want to run to Beijing and stop Chen from turning that page! What a perfect wife Chen would be then!

This sentiment doesn't mean I'm a traditionalist. If Chen, like Rose in *Titanic*, had fallen in love with a genuine and courageous "Jack," or even if she had a romantic and genuine extramarital affair like Francesca in *The Bridges of Madison County*, I would have supported her without hesitation.

But instead, she gave her precious virginity to Gong, that treacherous scumbag!

While I felt sorry for Chen's misfortune and angry at her lack of self-respect, I had a strong urge to go find her immediately, to present this filthy diary to her, and let her see the dirty, perverted thoughts of the man she loved after taking her virginity…

I don't know what a city woman's orgasm is like, but I felt her reaction wouldn't be much different from my stinky wife's; she would also hug me and moan and groan, only softer and more pleasant. Her pussy would be wet; I could feel my pubic hair and her buttocks were all wet… I felt so accomplished! I had fucked a high-class city beauty until her pussy was dripping wet and she was moaning like a cat in heat! Haha!

There's such a huge difference between women! Tight pussy, perky breasts, slim where she should be, curvy where she should be, lying on top of her felt like being an emperor... I don't know how long it lasted, it must have been short, less than ten minutes, right? I accidentally peed myself, what a pity! But being able to fuck a city woman like that once makes my life worthwhile!

I turned on the light, wanting to admire the "spoils" of my conquest of the beauty, but found her crying, burying her face under the covers and sobbing... I was a little scared and thought about running away, but then I thought, "Didn't you agree later? You even let me use a condom on you!" Damn, city girls are so shameless, just putting on an act, huh? Fine, I'll put on an act too! I used my old trick, playing the pitiful victim, kneeling in front of the bed, slapping myself and cursing myself for being inhuman, for defiling my goddess... She finally stopped crying, looking up with red, swollen eyes, saying something like it wasn't my fault, that she couldn't control herself, and some other nonsense about it only happening once... I was still a little afraid she'd change her mind. What if she sued me? Her family is rich and powerful; I can't beat them! One time was enough! I quickly said goodbye, promising to disappear forever. But she didn't seem to resent me, which reassured me a lot.

Before leaving, I took one last look at the crying beauty, burying her face under the covers but with half her breast exposed, thinking, "This is my glorious achievement!" One last look at their wedding photo on the wall, that bastard He was grinning so happily! What's with the smugness? I've already slept with your wife, you're definitely wearing that green hat, haha!

On the way back, I kept feeling like everything that had just happened was unreal, like a dream! I really regretted being so scared earlier, not staying…

If I had stayed, would she have agreed to let me sleep with her again? She'd already slept with me once, what difference would a couple more make? I remember when I was about to ejaculate, she was incredibly horny, clinging to my neck and constantly twisting her hips, I think she was shouting something like, "Good brother, hurry, hurry…" Too bad I let her go! And city women are really hard to please, their hearts are like needles in the ocean, getting a second chance isn't so easy! I guess I'll never have such a good opportunity again.

So, I'm even more jealous of that bastard He. How can he live such a comfortable life? Not only do I see all the good food, good drinks, good house, good car, but even his wife is a million times better than my stinky wife! Your pussy is so tight, your body so soft, your face so pretty! We're all human, why is it like this?! Is it just because I'm unlucky? I hate people like that the most! But, you beast He, I finally got my revenge on you today! I succeeded, I've never felt so happy before, there's probably no better way to get revenge! I fucked your wife, making you wear a green hat that you can never escape from!

The more I think about it, the more excited I get! Chen, it's Chen! What an amazing city woman! She always wears sunglasses when she goes out, always walks with her head held high, even the sound of her high heels on the ground sounds so arrogant! She's never even given me a second glance. Back when she was scolding and reprimanding me, she was so arrogant

! Maybe in her eyes I was just a dirty, smelly, uncultured scumbag, but did she ever imagine this day would come? That I would actually fuck her! That her pussy would have the filth left by this scumbag! Later, she didn't blame me, and even made me wear a condom, doesn't that mean she's interested in me? She agreed to let me sleep with her!

Heaven has eyes after all; today I finally truly enjoyed the most important thing in He's life! From now on, I'm going to enjoy it all… Morality? To hell with it! It's all because that beast He is too rich! If that beast had saved a few meals' worth of money to help me back then, I wouldn't have ended up like this. I would have married a city woman legitimately long ago. Why did I have to live with that lazy bum? Even my son is influenced by her; he was born with a lazy look and is destined to be poor. I feel so sorry for my son…

After reading this, I was already numb with disgust for Gong's perversion and evil. The reason I continued reading was Chen, Chen's path of adultery, the mystery of Chen's adultery.

Perhaps the netizen above was right: regarding married women, "as long as you penetrate her, she

'll be completely submissive to you from now on." Chen wasn't a promiscuous woman, but precisely because of this, she paid special attention to this night, and deep in her heart, she developed a sense of dependence and belonging towards Gong that she herself didn't want to admit. For more than four months afterward, she devoted herself to the relationship without complaint or regret, and her physical devotion was actually related to this strange sense of dependence and belonging that women have... because on that night, she was "penetrated" by Gong, a man other than her husband!

Of course, we must also note these two facts: 1. After Gong achieved his dirty goal of "getting his money's worth in one go," the huge gap in their social status made him basically give up hope of enjoying Chen's body again. His "revenge" was over, and he was preparing to take his wife and son back to his hometown. 2. In the week following the snowy night, Chen's moral compass did indeed make her very regretful and uneasy. Moreover, deep down, she was unwilling to believe that she would give herself to and fall in love with such a man. So, on the scales of morality and desire, she wavered for a while, and then began to tilt towards morality. She was determined to bury this matter in her heart forever and become He's good wife again, until she saw Gong on the street again...

It seemed that even God was jealous of He and Chen's overly perfect life, and arranged this chance encounter seven days after the snowy night, pulling a poor young woman who was preparing to become a good wife back from the moral side of her psychological scales and pushing her back into the abyss of desire. Fate, like a master of tragedy, cruelly shattered and destroyed the perfect Chen and her perfect marriage, showing you what tragedy truly is!

Her once calm heart rippled like a lake disturbed by a stone.

The ripples grew larger and larger until she couldn't bear it any longer. A phone call to inquire only fueled her wife's jealousy; a barrage of accusations, insults, and shoving from her gave Gong hope for a second chance at love. Gong's

wife, again! This poor, foolish woman, twice accusing him, thought she was defending her rights, unaware that just a week earlier she had opened the door to Chen's affair, and now she was handing her husband a perfect opportunity to appease his lover and rekindle their "old flame"!

As a migrant worker from Shaanxi, Gong didn't have much experience with women, especially with a white-collar worker like Chen. But Gong was quick to learn. Through his interactions with Chen, he learned to read her expressions and find her weaknesses.

This wretched woman was really something, always creating unexpected opportunities for me… When I pulled her off Chen, I saw that Chen's hair and clothes were disheveled, tears streamed down her face, and her eyes seemed to be pleading for my help. Perfect, I might as well vent my anger on this wretched woman… While

I was hitting and cursing the wretched woman, I glanced at Chen out of the corner of my eye. She seemed quite satisfied with my performance. Did I have hope again? A surge of joy filled me, and I beat the wretched woman even harder. Finally, I threatened, “Get out of here! If you don’t, I’ll make sure you die in Beijing today!” She finally ran out crying.

Chen was still lying on the ground crying. I helped her up by the shoulders and saw that she didn’t resent me in her eyes; in fact, she seemed grateful for my earlier brutality towards the wretched woman. This city woman was competing with that wretched woman for my affections? Definitely! She was happy to see me beat my wife. That’s great! Today I'm going to use more tricks to get her into bed again and have my way with her!

Whether it's Gong's limited education preventing him from writing such a long entry, or the unexpected joy of rekindling their romance that made him too excited, this five-page diary entry suddenly became a bit chaotic at this point. Typos and grammatical errors abounded, and the narrative was disjointed.

Therefore, I can only sort out the whole process of Chen's second affair first… Gong's wife came to the door and started a fight… Gong stopped her… He beat and scolded his wife… He comforted Chen… He took Chen home… He kissed Chen in the car… Chen gave him a massage at home… They had sex a second time… Chen let Gong stay overnight.

Then, I'll quote some chaotic, excited, and perverted sentences from Gong's diary...

"I deliberately spoke to her in a blaming tone, asking why she called me, and now I'm homeless! Haha, she actually believed me, her face full of shame. Okay, I'll take advantage of your shame and make you compensate me for my loss! How? Of course, with your little tender pussy and what else! Hehe!"

"I couldn't hold back in the car, so I stopped and hugged her, giving her a strong kiss. She struggled a few times, lightly punched me with her little fists, and then stopped, panting as I kissed her. City women's mouths are so fragrant! Their tongues are so soft, wet, and agile! Just kissing like that makes my big dick incredibly hard!"

"I kissed her sweet lips while groping her body, but I didn't touch her breasts or her pussy. I wanted her to feel that I was passionate, but not lewd! I wanted her to feel that I loved her, and that I wasn't just someone who wanted to fuck her pussy. Of course she wanted to!"

"Her body was getting softer and softer from my touch, and she was leaning against me. If we weren't in the car, I would have stripped her naked and fucked her long ago! But looking at her like this, she won't escape my clutches tonight, haha..." "

She agreed to let me into her house, so there's definitely still a chance! I'll definitely be able to fuck her tonight! I helped her to the sofa, and she said her feet hurt. I said I would touch her, and she laughed and said she didn't believe me. I quickly said, 'If you don't believe me, I'll let you touch me and see, okay?' She didn't object, but leaned against the sofa, not daring to look at me."

"This time I finally got a good look at her stockings, they're so beautiful! They cover her lovely calves and shimmer. I started by touching her sprained ankle, slowly moving upwards, until I reached her knee and then her thigh inside her skirt. I looked up at her; her eyes were closed, her face was flushed, and her breasts were heaving. My desire grew stronger, and I touched deeper, feeling her tender thigh flesh—so soft! So tender!"

"She doesn't resist at all! My God! The most wonderful moment is about to come to me a second time! I thought I'd never have another chance, but God is really looking out for me! You beast, maybe your beautiful wife was arranged by God for me to fuck! Your cuckoldry was also arranged by God!"

"I knelt between her knees, my head almost buried in her skirt, and she didn't object. It smelled so damn good inside her skirt, like perfume, but maybe not, was it her own scent? I just reached under her ass and pulled the skirt up to her waist, cupped her round buttocks in my hands, and brought my nose to her plump pussy, inhaling deeply. It smelled so damn good! Can a pussy smell this good? My stinky wife smells terrible."

"I pulled her lower body off the sofa, and my mouth and nose excitedly sniffed and tasted her fat pussy. Her lower body was thrusting against my face, her legs clamping my head tightly. Damn, I've never crawled between my wife's legs before, but you're an exception today! People will laugh if I, a grown man, bury my head between your legs! I want you to compensate me later! The ultimate compensation! I'll fuck your pussy until it's red and swollen! Haha..."

"Although her pussy was still covered by stockings and panties, the smell coming from inside was getting stronger and stronger—the smell of a woman in heat! It was pungent, with a hint of urine, but much better than a stinky old woman! She was clearly in heat, begging to be fucked, but she was still yelling 'no, no!' If it were my ugly wife, she would have been begging me to fuck her already. City women are so shameless! They act all high and mighty when they want to be fucked! They're really something!" "

Finally, I threw her onto that soft, big bed again! This is where she and that beast He slept together! She lay quietly on the bed, her eyes closed, her face flushed, not struggling like last time. I confidently took off my clothes first, thinking, no need to rush, today she's walked right into my trap, willingly waiting for me to fuck her!"

"Even with the experience from last time, taking off my clothes was still so troublesome! City women are so delicate! If you want to fuck her, you have to make things difficult! The clasp on her bra was in the front, so small you couldn't even see it!"

"I've already torn off her bra, stockings, and panties, but she won't let me take off her thermal underwear. She even made me turn off the lights. This woman is so incomprehensible! Oh well, I'll just let her have her way, as long as I can get my hands on her! But the living room light shines in, and I can clearly see her pretty red face, her white breasts, and the dark pubic hair under her belly! I finally saw it! So beautiful!"

"Her breasts look firm, but they feel soft and tender to the touch, and her nipples are red and so small! They look more precious than that stinky woman's! Her waist is thinner than I usually see, and it widens abruptly at her buttocks, like a gourd. She doesn't have much pubic hair, and unlike that stinky woman's, it's very neat, growing on her plump, round vulva. It looks so beautiful! Like it's been combed. Unfortunately, when I tried to crawl down and get a closer look at her vulva, she wouldn't let me. She lifted my head up, so I could only kiss her breasts and suck her nipples."

"She wouldn't let me see her pussy, but she'd let me touch it. When I kissed her cheek and sucked her nipples, she kept her eyes closed, breathing as if she were shy or in heat. My hand kept touching her pussy, and it gradually became wet. I even put my fingers inside; it was sticky. I put my fingers to my nose and smelled them; they had a strong musky smell and a white color. Was she ovulating? Sure enough, when I put my big dick at her entrance, she opened her eyes and told me to wear a condom, saying she wasn't safe today. Damn it, ovulation is ovulation, why does she have to say it's not safe? City people just like fake condoms! But thinking that this condom was originally meant for that beast He, and now I'm using it to fuck his wife, it feels really fulfilling!"

"Because I was nervous, I couldn't put on a condom no matter what I did, wasting two. What a hassle for city women! Why bother with condoms? If she really got pregnant with my child, I'd just give birth and let that bastard He be a cheap father, raising my son for me! Haha... In the end, she actually let me put one on with her hand. That soft little hand stroked from the tip to the base of my penis, it felt so good, I almost ejaculated! This is the treatment a real husband gets, it seems this pretty woman really loves me! I'm so happy!"

"It was the same position as last time, but much easier. She even reached out and pulled my butt back, while she thrust her penis upwards. Damn! It went in right away, still just as tight, probably because she was so wet! She raised her chin and let out a long "Oh...", it was truly intoxicating!"

"What a disgrace! What the hell is wrong with me? I ejaculated in just a few minutes after only a few thrusts. I must have been too nervous and excited. She doesn't seem to have had enough yet! I can't lose to that beast He! It's too embarrassing! Luckily, I'm young and have the assets. Before, when my wife turned off the lights and I couldn't see her face, I could get hard up to four times. And now, I have such a beautiful and precious city woman by my side! I smell her fragrance, savor her little nipples, and touch her wet little pussy. Especially her smooth and delicate skin. I slowly rubbed my body against her skin, and I got hard again in a few minutes! That's great!"

"With a thud, I thrust in again, but after a few strokes, she suddenly pushed me away forcefully, and my penis slipped out. Turns out I was too impulsive; I forgot to wear a condom this time. Damn, is it that serious? Just one time without one and I'll get pregnant? I had no choice but to have her put a condom on for me and continue. She was helping me from the side earlier, and when I thrust in, I realized my butt was sitting on one of her legs, my hands holding her other leg. Who knew this unfamiliar position would bring her to orgasm so quickly! She was moaning and groaning, her whole body arching like a shrimp one moment, then straightening up the next, trembling like she was having a seizure, her eyes half-closed, only the whites visible. The way city beauties orgasm is truly unique! And captivating!"

"I haven't ejaculated yet! It's just that this position isn't comfortable; I can't touch her incredibly beautiful body, can't feel her soft breasts, so I turned her over and back to the position I'm most familiar with. Her body was limp, letting me turn her over, making moaning sounds—I couldn't tell if it was a protest or a playful whim."

"After I ejaculated a second time, her body went even softer, clinging to me like an eel. I took the opportunity to touch her all over, and when I touched her pussy, I felt so much fluid! I ejaculated inside the condom, all that fluid was her own! I never thought she'd produce more than my stinky wife, never thought a decent city woman could be so wet! It's all thanks to my skill!"

"Actually, I was exhausted after ejaculating twice, but to surpass that beast He, to leave Chen with an unforgettable and wonderful impression, I decided to go again. Damn it, I couldn't bear to waste my sperm on this charming city woman! After rubbing against her for a while, I really got hard again! I'm fucking amazing! My cock is divine! Haha..."

"This time she begged me to stop, turning over and refusing to let me. How could I let her off so easily? I lay on her back and rubbed my half-erect penis against her crotch. Her cleft was full of slippery, wet juices. I slid between her legs, my penis rubbing against her plump, tender pussy, slowly getting harder and harder. She seemed to sense the size of my penis and slowly became aroused, saying 'no, no,' but her ass slowly lifted up. What's with the pretense of being prim and proper? Under my penis's power, even the most noble woman has to stick her ass up for me! Haha!"

"With a 'whoosh,' it finally went in again. Much easier now, has it loosened up? Hehe! I sat up and fucked her on her lap, watching my penis go in and out between her two white buttocks. Those two plump labia gripping my big penis seemed much more swollen and redder than before. It felt so satisfying!" Reading this, Gong's perversion and shamelessness must have already infuriated everyone, and Chen's originally pure and kind image must have plummeted in everyone's eyes.

What a beautiful and noble young woman! How could she be willing to be defiled again and again by a scoundrel? And even brought to orgasm several times! Didn't the article say that He and her sex life was very harmonious?

And the pain and regret in my heart are definitely deeper and more intense than yours! Because of Chen's second night of infidelity, I can't help but think of my wife, Yan! Wife, even if the first time was due to drunkenness and weakness, why did you succumb when that old man cornered you in the office? Did you give in after the first time? Or is the old man truly skilled in sex, making you crave more? Impossible! Isn't our sex life as harmonious and fulfilling as He and Chen's?

So why is this? I can't understand it.

Are women really inherently promiscuous?

What's most unbearable is that, under Gong's feigned pitifulness and sweet talk, Chen actually let him stay the night!

On this marital bed of He and Chen, Chen not only offered her precious virginity to this scumbag Gong twice, but also allowed him to sleep with her naked body all night!

Even more...

"Chen, who is usually very clean, didn't even take a shower before snuggling into my arms and falling asleep quickly."

"The sheets were covered in her vaginal fluid, here and there, with three condoms right next to us. How could she sleep like that? Haha, it seems my skills are really good! I made the beauty feel so good that she didn't care about anything else!" It seems this night really was a turning point!

Although he didn't conquer Chen with his "big penis" and "skills" as Gong boasted, it's undeniable that this fresh, completely different kind of sex from her husband's made Chen's heart flutter, or rather, made her previously unacknowledged dependence on and sense of belonging to Gong more explicit.

In fact, even Gong himself was flattered by this treatment, feeling like he was in a dream…

When I opened my eyes in the morning and didn't see Chen beside me, I wondered if I was dreaming, because I'd had similar dreams more than once or twice before. But after looking around carefully, I saw a pink bra lying on the floor, and when I reached under the covers, I pulled out a pair of pantyhose and a wet pair of panties. Only then did I believe it was real! The sheets under her buttocks were still a little wet and sticky. Good heavens! I really did fuck Chen again last night! And this time was different; I didn't force her at all. She was dizzy from my fucking and produced so much fluid!

Especially this white, transparent pair of panties, with sticky, wet juice in the crotch! Chen's juice! She was already leaking so much before we even started, it must have been from when I was massaging her! So precious!

I stayed on their bed and didn't want to get up. I looked up at He in their wedding photo and he was all smiles. I was so happy! Mr. He, were you just smiling at me, this lowlife, while I was having sex with your wife last night? I had sex with her three times! Much better than you, right? Look at this bed, it's all your wife's cum... So she went to the kitchen to make me breakfast. Hehe, this woman thinks I'm her husband! Oh my god, I never would have guessed. What did this woman see in me? My big dick? Haha...

I'm speechless...

After this winter's "spring night", whether you call it the stirrings of spring or the taste of something sweet, in short, her heart started to fly and her body was no longer under her control...

Lost Red Apricot (03)

A thief in the world doesn't just steal once or twice and then embark on a career of theft. Before becoming a professional thief, he will struggle repeatedly between conscience and temptation.

Most young girls who experience their first sexual encounter with their boyfriends go through a period of shyness and repeated consideration before committing to cohabitation.

Chen's second "night of passion" was December 8th, while Gong's wife finally had no choice but to take their son back to her hometown on the 11th. Until Christmas Eve, He was far away in Shenzhen, seemingly the perfect opportunity for an affair. However, Gong wrote the following in his diary on December 17th:

"Women's hearts are like needles at the bottom of the sea! Last time I was clearly enjoying myself so much I was rolling my eyes, and my juices were flowing all over the bed, how come she turns on me like that? I served you three times with my life on the line... It's been almost ten days, and she still won't let me touch her, it's infuriating! I asked her several times but she didn't answer, but I saw her secretly wiping away tears several times from afar... Finally, she said she couldn't continue like this, that it was unfair to her husband and even more unfair to her daughter. Damn it, what about those two times? Does she think I'm a gigolo?! You bitch, ignoring me! You've got to get angry!" "I'll expose this to that beast He, to everyone, and see if you'll still pretend to be virtuous!" Clearly, Chen, having tasted the forbidden fruit of adultery twice, is still kind and traditional at heart. Although the semi-rape-like first time and the novel and exciting second time had already stirred her heart, in the following week or so, perhaps a warm phone call from her husband He, perhaps the innocent and adorable appearance of her daughter, perhaps the occasional glimpse of her parents' kind gray hairs—in short, she once again fell into a struggle between conscience and temptation, reason and emotion.

Moreover, due to moral pressure and family responsibility, reason temporarily triumphed over emotion.

Perhaps Chen also resolved to bury this "once-possessed" experience deep in her heart, like Francesca in *The Bridges of Madison County*, and continue to be a good wife and mother.

So, why did the scales in Chen's heart ultimately tilt back towards emotion and temptation?

As the saying goes, "Flowers planted with intention may not bloom, while willows planted unintentionally may thrive," just when Gong was at his wit's end, He called from Shenzhen, ordering Gong to go on a short business trip to Hebei because the company was short-staffed. Because of the rush and his pent-up anger, Gong left without telling Chen on December 18th. None of the company employees knew about this last-minute assignment, and He hadn't mentioned it to Chen either. Gong's sudden "disappearance" made Chen think that her neglect had caused her "honest little lover" to leave without saying goodbye.

On the first day, she remained reserved, but by the second day, "a sense of loss and panic filled her heart" (Gong's diary entry of Chen's later confiding of her grievances), and she began frantically dialing Gong's phone. One call went unanswered, two were busy, and then it was always switched off. At this point, Chen "dialed the phone, tears streaming down her face, feeling like the whole world had vanished, like a lost little girl, utterly helpless" (ibid.).

Gong's unexpected "disappearance" had caused Chen such anxiety, demonstrating that her attachment and dependence on him were no less than that of a girl deeply in love! So, the intensity and passion of their "absence makes the heart grow fonder" night on the 20th, when Gong returned from his business trip, can be imagined.

Let's see how Gong described this "reunion"...

I really miss the feeling of sleeping with her last time; that's the life of my dreams! But recently, her attitude has disheartened me again. City women are so unpredictable! So difficult! Damn it, what's with this hot-and-cold behavior? Could she really be treating me like a plaything...? As soon as I got back from Hebei, I went straight to her house, hoping for another chance.

She let me in. At first, she had a sullen face, but I immediately saw tears streaming down her face, her lips trembling. Before I could react, she suddenly threw herself into my arms. I was stunned. What happened? She sobbed pitifully in my arms, her fists pounding on me. When she got tired, she stopped, looked up, and whispered a tearful scolding, "So you finally know how to come back!" That sweet, whiny complaint made me feel so smug. It was exactly like a wife complaining about her husband in a movie—such an affectionate complaint! Then she asked me a question, and I answered obediently like a younger brother who had done something wrong.

She pouted and complained while squirming in my arms, making me feel so good, and I even got an erection. Looking at her complaining expression, she seemed like a teenage girl. How could this be? It took me a while to understand what was going on.

I never expected this! Because I was in a rush and didn't have time to tell her, because I fell asleep on the way and didn't hear her, because both calls with that bastard He were busy, and because my phone died without a charger, it actually had such a good effect! Women are all so cheap! I begged her and she ignored me, I ignored her and she came back clinging to me!

She busied herself preparing dinner for me. I wolfed down my food, but she barely touched her chopsticks, just watching me eat with affection, even laughing at my eating habits. She looked like a wife seeing her husband who hadn't returned for years, and my heart felt so warm! But I can't be fooled by her facade anymore; who knows if she'll start acting hot and cold again! She's made me uncomfortable these past few days; I'll fuck her to death later!

I haven't showered in days, and I feel like I smell bad. But when she told me to go take a shower first, I pretended to be very eager for her, holding her tightly and refusing to let go. My hands roamed all over her soft body, squeezing her breasts and touching her vulva through her pants, making her face and ears turn red, and her breathing quicken. Her breath tickled my neck, it felt so itchy and good! My big penis got hard, rubbing against her vulva... She said, "If you don't shower, I'm going to shower." I wouldn't let her, I just picked her up from the dining table and carried her to the fragrant, warm bed in the bedroom.

She kept twisting and struggling, saying, "Why are you in such a hurry? I need to shower." Damn it, I wasn't going to listen to her this time. I was going to be rough, maybe she liked it. I stripped her naked again, this time it was much easier!

This time she didn't ask me to turn off the light, the pink bedside lamp illuminating her naked body, so beautiful! She shyly closed her eyes, letting me admire her. Her breasts, waist, long thighs, and the bulging flesh of her vulva were all so beautiful… I crawled between her legs, and she tightly squeezed them together to prevent me from seeing. I used a little force, and she couldn't keep them closed anymore.

Finally, I could clearly see her beautiful vulva! Her labia were so tender and plump! There wasn't a single pubic hair on them! I thought all women were like my stinky wife, covered in messy pubic hair from the vulva to the anus. It turns out there's such a big difference between women! When I brought my nose close to her vulva, she became shy again and softly said, "No, it's dirty there, I haven't washed it yet!" Damn it, I just love the smell of you not washing, so what!

Unlike the previous two times when it smelled sweet, this time it really smelled like urine, but more than that, it had the horny, aroused smell that I love! Her vulva was already soaking wet. When I licked it with my tongue, it tasted a little salty and sour—truly a delicious treat! I tasted the vaginal fluid of a beautiful city woman for the first time! Those poor villagers never imagined, and He the beast even less imagined, that his wife would actually spread her legs and let me lick her pussy!

She writhed and twisted as I licked her, sometimes clamping her legs tightly around my head, her buttocks heaving upwards as if trying to shove her entire pussy into my mouth. Excitedly, I parted her tightly closed labia, revealing the tender red flesh inside, with a glistening red nipple. Every time I licked it, she shuddered, crying out, "Good man, no! Good brother, don't lick there!" Within minutes, she climaxed. My stinking wife was just dribbling, but she was spraying, her juices gushing into my mouth and onto my face, impossible to dodge. Damn it, how can city women be like this? I, a grown man, am forced to lick your pussy, and you peed all over my face! I'll make you pay for it later! I

was about to fuck her, so I took my stinky, unwashed penis and slid it up and down her wet pussy a few times. Then, for the first time, she opened her eyes, gazing at me with tender affection. I thought she was going to make me wear a condom again, so I stopped and waited for her command. But she didn't say anything, her eyes opening and closing intermittently, her buttocks shifting occasionally. It seemed she was incredibly aroused and had even forgotten about condoms. Ha, well then, I won't be polite. *Thud!* The head of my penis slid in. The feeling of not wearing a condom was truly different. The warm, tender flesh inside tightly enveloped my large penis, making me feel so good! It even wriggled, so wonderful!

Mr. He, you wouldn't believe it! My stinky, farmer-like black penis, even I find it disgusting, but your beautiful wife doesn't mind at all, opening her little pussy and letting me fuck her directly, without a condom!

I glanced up at the smiling He in the wedding photo and continued to fuck his wife hard. The excitement of successful revenge made me too excited, and I couldn't control my penis. I ejaculated after only a few dozen thrusts. What a damn pity!

I lay on top of Chen, panting, feeling dejected, and didn't dare to look her in the eye. To my surprise, she comforted me, saying, "Don't be discouraged, little brother. You were too excited just now. Take your time." Wow, this woman is so gentle! A few times before, I'd ejaculated too quickly, and that old hag actually called me useless! Damn it, doesn't she know what she looks like? She dared to scold me! Look at this beautiful, elegant city woman, she encourages and comforts me! I was truly touched…

Lying on her smooth, soft body, looking at her elegant yet flushed face, I told her how heartbroken I was these past few days because she ignored me, how much I missed her, how much I loved her. Even I felt a little nauseous saying those things, thankfully I learned a lot of such lines from TV and movies. As I spoke, I kissed her face, her lips, her neck, and her ears, making her squirm and moan softly. Her breasts were smooth and soft, rubbing against my chest so comfortably! Her erect nipples rubbed against mine, it was ecstatic!

Damn, I'm hard again...

That night, according to Gong's diary, he "fucked her three times" again! Aside from the first time when he ejaculated prematurely, the next two were "incredibly vigorous" and

"record-breaking" for "about half an hour." I'm a doctor, and my own single sexual encounter lasts 68 minutes, so I scoff at Gong's narrow-minded self-praise.

But I do believe his claim that he "orgasmed five times and squirted twice" that morning, because medical research shows that women are particularly sensitive and prone to orgasm during affairs, even more so than men.

This isn't solely related to the partner's sexual ability or skills; the novelty and excitement of the affair, the fear of being discovered, and the psychological impact of moral transgressions all contribute to her heightened sensitivity and frequent orgasms. Take Chen as an example. In her essay, she mentioned that she was quite satisfied with the sex life between He Chen and her husband. She herself admitted that her affair wasn't due to Gong's sexual ability. Therefore, the phenomenon of being "particularly sensitive and easily aroused" during these encounters with Gong, which Gong frequently described in his diary, can only be explained by the novelty, excitement, sense of danger, and immorality associated with their affair.

And what Gong meant by "squirting" is probably what the Japanese call "orgasm." After their relationship became even closer, Chen once shyly told Gong that she had never "squirted" like that during sex with her husband.

This made Gong extremely proud and confident!

I can't help but think of my wife, Yan Lai, being pinned down by that short, fat, and flabby bureau chief. Does my wife's mature and beautiful body also become unusually sensitive like Chen's? Does she also experience frequent orgasms? And what about "squirting"? Like He, I had never witnessed my wife's orgasm. Could it be that Yan had also let her experienced old lover witness her first orgasm?

A pang of sadness gripped my heart, for Chen, for Yan, and for all the other women's "orgasms."

This "short separation and reunion" lasted until the next day.

Chen got up early to prepare breakfast for Gong. When Gong got up, "she was changing the sheets and blankets by the bed. I saw clumps of water on the sheets, and immediately thought of her orgasm last night. Seeing me staring at the water stains, she blushed and glared at me, softly complaining, 'It's all your fault, you little devil!' I'll never forget that shy expression, it was so beautiful!" Because Gong's parents had heard his wife's tearful complaints, they called and insisted that Gong return home no matter what. Chen also felt that since Gong went back every year anyway, he might as well go and return early, so she asked an acquaintance to arrange a train ticket for him that day. After breakfast, Chen took Gong to a friend's place to pick up his train tickets, and then accompanied him to the mall to buy a down jacket, saying that Shaanxi was colder than Beijing, and that he should definitely wear it so that he could always remember her.

In his diary, Gong wrote, "How did she suddenly become so clingy, so gentle and enthusiastic that I felt uncomfortable! When we were buying clothes, the saleswoman mentioned your boyfriend, and she blushed slightly but didn't deny it... She's acting like a gentle wife now! It's a world of difference from her coldness a few days ago!" Gong's train was at 8 PM. In the afternoon, Chen called the catering company to briefly explain to Yu that he had something to do and wouldn't be going to work that day. Then he called He's company to arrange a leave of absence for Gong. The rest of the afternoon was their "wonderful time" of farewell intimacy.

As soon as she got home, she became shy and hesitant again. Damn, those noble women are so easily embarrassed! When I hugged her, kissed her, and groped her, she said gently, "You have to take a train for over ten hours tonight, and you were so... tired last night, let's not do it anymore, let's rest!" This woman is really considerate of me! But I won't be able to have sex with you for several days, and now you're letting such a beautiful woman go to waste, trying to make me drool!

Actually, I could tell she really wanted to, but she was just too shy. I touched her here and there, kissed her all over, and in no time, she surrendered, letting me strip her clothes off again… Last night was really tiring, so now I wanted to take it slow, to properly appreciate and tease this fragrant, noble body…

This time, when I parted her legs, although she was still a little shy, pouting and blushing as if she was angry, she didn't actually resist at all. I didn't touch or lick, I just looked at this noble city woman's beautiful little pussy with satisfaction. After a while, she shyly tried to close it again. I asked her, "Do you know what we call such a pretty vulva in our countryside?" She blushed and shook her head. I said, "Little tender pussy." Her face turned even redder, and she kicked me, but I could tell she liked it…

I went on to tell her how ugly that old hag's pussy was, even though she was seven years younger than me, it was dark and wrinkled, disgusting to look at. She showed a hint of joy, and stopped closing her legs. I licked her perky red clitoris and said, "I thought all women's vaginas were as ugly as that old hag's. But after seeing her tender little vagina, I realized how different women can be. I finally understood what heaven and earth truly meant!" Whether it was from being stared at for too long or from my calling her "tender little vagina," she shyly closed her eyes again, her face flushed with a clear arousal. Her vagina was already overflowing with lustful fluid, which began to flow out automatically...

They had sex twice more after that, and the diary was filled with long passages of sexual descriptions, full of shameless perversion and self-aggrandizing "Gong-style" characteristics. Due to the large amount of repetition and similarity, I won't quote them all.

The only noteworthy point is that that afternoon, under Gong's passionate demands and flattery, Chen's initial shyness lessened considerably. For the first time, she allowed Gong to conduct a lengthy "exploration" of her mysterious lower body, to the point that Gong discovered a secret about her genitals known only to her husband, He… "On her fair and smooth buttocks, on the lower left side near her anus, there was a small, barely noticeable, light red birthmark."

This made Gong feel like he had struck gold.

Indeed, discovering a distinctive secret about another man's wife's hidden genitals is enough to excite a man who's been trying to seduce a respectable woman. If it's the wife of his enemy, then it's even more of a "glorious victory"! Later, Gong was imprisoned by He for nearly a month, and after a severe beating, Gong used Chen's hidden birthmark as retaliation.

One can imagine that the blow and hurt He suffered at that time must have been a hundred times heavier than what he described in his own writing!

Feeling the same way, I immediately thought of my wife, Yan Lai. Did that old adulterer also know everything about Yan's genitals? Yan also has a brown birthmark the size of a fingernail in her left groin. If that old adulterer hadn't died, would he have used it to humiliate me? If so, I think the person who would kill him and go to jail might not be my wife, but me!

For some reason, the article "I" doesn't mention the rendezvous of the past two days. But judging from the detail in the diary I have, it should have been recorded in the draft He read. Did He think this time was no longer important?

But I think: if it weren't for this rendezvous, Chen might have kept this secret "relationship" deep in her heart like Francesca in "The Bridges of Madison County," stopping her from continuing her infidelity; however, it was this rendezvous of "short separation and reunion" and "lingering farewell" that pushed Chen from her shy "first love" to a passionate "love affair."

From then on, like a girl who lost her principles in the throes of love, Chen's body was no longer shy or mysterious, slowly opening itself completely to her lover...

As for Gong, after the repetitive events on December 8th and 20th, he discovered a new trick to "conquer city women"... "I've discovered her weakness again. This woman can't be too nice to her, otherwise she'll feel you're taking her too seriously. Being appropriately indifferent to her every now and then will make her even nicer to me, completely submissive! I need to master this!" This trick later proved effective on Chen time and again.

On the 21st, the day of their parting, Chen's "submission" included not only physical submission but also agreeing to a perverted request from Gong... giving him the pink thong she had worn that day "as a memento of love."

It was a high-end sexy thong He had given to his wife as a birthday gift, and now, his wife was giving it to her lover as a memento! It was still stained with the love fluids his lover had left on her!

Opening the black box Gong left behind, I saw the pink panties inside. The love fluid in the crotch had long since dried, leaving a hard lump. In that instant, my teary eyes conjured up the intertwined images of Chen and Yan…

How could you be so foolish, so reckless, a woman having an affair?

At the same time, I had to admit that although Gong wasn't highly educated, he was undeniably clever.

He was like an alien, able to quickly adapt to Earth's environment, quickly imitating, even replicating, all the genes in humans that were beneficial to him.

After tearfully seeing Gong off on the train heading west, Chen, deeply in love, was beyond redemption. Even though her husband He returned from Shenzhen to spend Christmas with her, her heart, which had already flown away, could never return to her husband's side.

Filled with guilt and self-reproach, yet unable to suppress her intense longing, she secretly texted her lover behind her husband's back. Her hands trembled as she typed, her heart pounding like a deer's...

Dozens of messages a day, carrying the adulterous young woman's worries, resentment, and deep yearning, flew thousands of miles from Beijing to a rural village in Shaanxi, into the phone of a perverted man...

"After seeing you off at the train station, my heart felt completely empty. Back home, the house was filled with your scent, that smell... Thinking back to what happened, you were so mean... But I had to use air freshener to cover it up because He is coming back tomorrow."

"Why didn't you call me back yesterday? And your phone was off. Was it inconvenient? Or did you just not want to talk to me? My period started three days after you left, and I wasn't feeling well. And you still ignored me. Were you deliberately trying to annoy me? Humph, let's see if I still talk to you!"

"Today is Christmas, yesterday was Christmas Eve. You promised me you'd come back yesterday, and I had already prepared your gift, but you broke your promise again. What does that mean? I'm so disappointed. Do you celebrate this holiday where you are? How did you spend yesterday? Were you with her the whole time? I bet you were, otherwise why was your phone off? Where did you go? Were you happy with her? You know, I cried again yesterday when I heard her voice."

"By the way, did you wash that pair of underwear? You're so mean, wanting someone's underwear as a souvenir! You promised, you had to wash it clean, there's still her saliva on it… oh my, so embarrassing!"

"Yesterday was boring. I just went out for dinner with some friends, then sang karaoke for a while before going home. Is it cold where you are? It's so cold in Beijing, remember to wear more clothes, wear the down jacket I bought you. I don't know why, but I miss you so much. Do you miss me? Why don't you reply to my texts?"

"He wanted to take me out yesterday, but I said I wasn't feeling well and didn't go. Actually, I was thinking about you the whole time, and I felt bad for him. It was so contradictory and frustrating! And you, you only cared about your own happiness and didn't consider my feelings at all. I cried..." The young woman's tender affection and longing were met with mockery and contempt in the diary of this perverted avenger, even fueling his overflowing confidence and increasingly greedy possessiveness...

Phone calls and texts, this woman really thinks she's a young girl in love... My damn wife is suspicious again... I've told her so many times I'll come back as soon as possible, but she still sends those cheesy messages, I can't stand it!

I really can't believe that a city woman like her, so young and beautiful, would be so attached to a penniless guy like me! I can't understand what I have that she's so infatuated with? Maybe she's infatuated with my big dick? Is her pussy getting horny again? Damn, when women get cheap, city or country, educated or illiterate, they're all the same! Hehe, she needs to be fucked!

Today, I argued with that slut again, and I slapped her a few times… Er Gouzi said he'd take me to town for some new love, and I was initially excited, but seeing all those heavily made-up women in the hair salon, I lost all interest.

Even though I've only slept with two women in my life, in my heart Chen is a goddess, no one can replace her! How can I find a woman as beautiful as Chen, with such a pretty little pussy, in this poor rural area…

I haven't slept with that slut once since I came back. I need to build up my strength so I can go back to Beijing and fuck Chen properly! Feed her until her pussy is full! Make her even more submissive to me! Completely obedient!

Wash it off? Am I stupid?! Right now, I'm writing in my diary while playing with your little panties! By the way, you said last time it was called a thong, such a small piece of fabric, costing several hundred yuan! City people are idiots! Your man, He, is an even bigger idiot! When he gave you those panties, didn't he ever imagine they'd end up in my hands?

His wife's cunt juices are still on it! Haha! But your cunt juices really smell fucking good... It's been several days, and it still smells so good, so fragrant! It's so fragrant that my dick is hard, I really want to go back to Beijing right now, strip you naked, and fuck you hard! I'm

going back to Beijing tomorrow, and thinking about that little tender cunt that's eagerly waiting for me to fuck it makes me excited... Since she's become so clingy and infatuated with me, my revenge plan will be much smoother! From now on, whenever I have the chance, I can fuck this city beauty's little cunt! Let that beast He wear a big green hat every moment! Let's see if he still looks down on me so arrogantly!

If one day I really fall out with that beast He, I'll throw this pair of panties stained with his wife's cunt juices in his face in public, and then tell everyone that his wife has a birthmark on her butt, haha, just thinking about it makes me so excited, I can't wait...

Finally, the 29th arrived, and Gong returned to Beijing. Since He was still in Beijing, Gong rationally stopped Chen from driving to the station to pick him up over the phone. It seems men are indeed more rational than women, and this has nothing to do with education level.

On the 30th, He was flying to Shenzhen to attend a celebration party hosted by a partner. In the evening, before Gong drove He to the airport, he secretly gave Chen a flirtatious wink. Chen immediately understood and told He she wanted to go to the airport with him to see him off.

This woman is getting better and better at acting! Just now, when she saw He off, her eyes reddened, complaining that he couldn't spend the New Year with her, which even moved the idiot He, who kissed her lips in front of me! Damn it! Now, she's sitting next to me complaining about why I stayed in my hometown for so long, staring at me with a sullen, wifely expression. Whose wife is she anyway? I don't even understand. But thinking that her performance in front of He was all for me, I felt a surge of smugness!

I kept quiet at first, waiting until she finished venting before finally saying, "I'm going to divorce that bitch! This time she absolutely refuses, but next time I go back, I'm definitely going to!" She paused for a moment, then gave me some advice, basically telling me not to be impulsive, mentioning things like "even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness," and "you have to consider the children." But she definitely liked my decision; I could tell from the smile on her lips as she spoke.

That woman, she's such a hypocrite!

I remember she mentioned in a text message last time that she had her period; I wonder if it's better now? Whatever, I've been holding back for so many days; if I don't release it in her pussy today, I'll go crazy! Besides, I'm driving to their villa in the suburbs right now, and she hasn't objected! I gave her a wink when I was with He earlier, and she seemed to understand, which means I can fuck her tender little pussy hard again tonight!

Having arranged for her daughter to stay with her parents long ago, her farewell performance to her husband He at the airport, and her unspoken understanding with her lover—all these signs indicated that this "passionately in love" woman had gone completely mad! In Gong's words, "When a woman gets aroused, nobody can stop her!"

Chen's condescending display of affection, in Gong's eyes, was "cheap" and "slutty," which gradually transformed his initial flattery into an active pursuit, even insatiable greed…

Before opening the door, she suddenly blushed, glared at me, and said, "You bad boy, why did you bring me here? You're up to no good!" Her feigned shyness and girlish coquettishness instantly captivated me!

What a vixen! Once inside, I suddenly hugged her tightly, pinned her against the door, and kissed her passionately. I wanted her to feel my passion! My intense longing for her! Only then would she obediently let me play with her!

She kept moaning, "No, no," but her hands were wrapped around my waist. When I slipped my tongue in, hers moved too, intertwining with mine, and she slowly started making soft, aroused moans...

I hadn't realized before how good she was at kissing! The only times I kissed that old hag, it was like pigs gnawing on food, completely uninteresting. Ke Chen's little mouth was so good at kissing! Her wet little lips and her tongue, as nimble as a snake, felt so good! I never imagined that just kissing could make me so hard! City women are so different from country women! That beast He really enjoyed himself before! But now it's my turn. Hehe, the little mouth He kissed at the airport is now my pleasure! He beast, you didn't expect that, did you! The villa is fucking huge

, the bedroom is on the third floor! When I carried her upstairs, she didn't struggle at all, hugging my neck, her pretty face flushed, looking at me with tender affection, completely looking forward to being fucked!

She was wearing green panties today, almost completely see-through, and the dark pubic hair on her vulva was clearly visible!

As I was about to pull them down, she gripped the waistband tightly with one hand and said, "Um, you bad boy, no," but her eyes were looking at me seductively. Wasn't she deliberately teasing me?!

I was incredibly excited, and I flipped her over and roughly pulled down the panties, revealing her white, tender buttocks. So tempting! I slapped her buttocks hard twice, cursing, "You little slut, you dare tease me!" But instead of getting angry, she wiggled her butt and giggled.

Suddenly, I saw a thin sanitary napkin inside the panties. I froze. Damn, my luck is so bad, I've bumped into something! Seeing me stop, she quickly got up and snuggled into my arms, saying shyly, "Silly boy, it was clean yesterday. As soon as you came back, it was gone! This is... for waterproofing." Seeing that I still didn't understand, she continued, "The redness is gone, but the water... is more, so... you need to use a panty liner... Oh, don't worry about women's stuff!" I still didn't understand, but I didn't care. As long as I could have sex, that was all that mattered!

After holding back for nine days, today I could finally pin her down again. I couldn't wait and "plop" thrust into her. It felt so good! She also let out a long "oh..." at the same time, as if she was enjoying it even more than I was...

That night, Gong "had sex" twice. The first time, he probably held back for too long and was too excited, so he ejaculated after only a few thrusts. The second time, in order to save face, Gong held back several times before extending the time to half an hour.

Regarding the sex scenes, Gong's writing skills are really limited; it's mostly repetition and boasting. However, a few details from this tryst caught my attention.

First, no condoms. During their two encounters around Christmas, Chen didn't ask Gong to use condoms. These two encounters happened to coincide with Chen's menstrual period, which is considered a safe period, and can be explained. But in a diary entry a month later, Gong wrote: "She told me that He had to beg for ages to get this kind of treatment! I feel so happy." This raises a question: Had Gong's position in Chen's heart already surpassed He's by then? Or is this kind of blind attentiveness from a woman in love, simply to please her lover?

The poor young woman didn't know that her dedication and thoughtfulness didn't earn her the slightest gratitude from Gong... "Damn, it's so good not wearing that thing! My hard cock can feel the tender flesh inside her cunt, warm and smooth, it's so satisfying! She's even sucking my cock tightly, her cunt is just as slutty as her! Damn, she used to pretend with me and make me wear a condom! Now she's been fucked so hard by me that she's become a slut, opening her cunt for me to do!" Secondly, there's Gong's sexual experience. Although Gong repeatedly boasted about his sexual prowess in his diary, it was obvious to anyone with eyes that this young migrant worker, who had only slept with his rural wife before Chen, actually had very little sexual experience. For example…

when he was French kissing Chen, he was amazed by Chen's skill in "just kissing me and I can get hard"; during their intimacy, Chen playfully licked his nipples a few times, and he exclaimed, "I never thought men's nipples could be so sensitive, that tingling sensation immediately went up to my penis, I almost ejaculated"; when Chen was nearing climax, she rolled over on top of him and frantically "rubbed her pubic hair" with him, and he was shocked again… "Damn, there's such a position? The woman is on top!" But as I said before, Gong was like an alien, very good at imitating and copying, and in the following months of sex, he quickly surpassed and firmly "mastered" Chen, his "Earthling teacher."

Thirdly, there was Chen's anger. After making love, as they whispered sweet nothings, Gong, perhaps a little carried away, suddenly asked Chen, "Am I better than President He?" This immediately angered Chen, who turned her back to him and cried. Gong spent a long time coaxing her, repeatedly stating that he didn't mean it, before finally getting her to turn back. Chen made Gong promise never to say such hurtful things to her husband again.

Was Chen's attitude a sign of enduring marital love and a wife protecting her husband's dignity? Or was it a self-deceiving, ostrich-like form of self-protection? I prefer to believe it's the former.

On the surface, Gong apologized sincerely and obsequiously to Chen's anger, but behind her back, he carried out a small, "humorous" revenge...

"Damn it, you only forgive me after saying so many nice things! I'll make you pay! But I can't get hard today, otherwise I'd fuck you to death to vent my anger... While she was taking a shower, I pulled that green pair of panties out of the covers and placed them on the bedside table on the framed picture of her and He, right above He's head, and even took a picture with my phone. Damn, it really looks like a green hat!" The world is truly full of wonders!

I could only shake my head and sigh at Gong's perversion and depravity.

Chen's ignorance and infatuation reminded me of Yan. While feeling heartbroken, I gradually developed a voyeuristic desire... The steps of infidelity were getting further and further away. Just how "obsessed," or rather, how "lewd," would Chen become in front of her lover? This voyeuristic desire inexplicably excited me.

Yan, I know that deep down you are just like Chen, a simple and kind woman. Before you decided to throw yourself into that old man's arms, you must have hesitated and struggled like Chen!

But there is something I really want to know... In front of the old philanderer, were you ever lewd? 02-01
Lost Apricot (04)

As a doctor, I naturally studied psychology when I was a student. After my wife's affair, I started to pay attention to female psychology, especially the discussion on female sexual psychology by a British psychologist, which I found very interesting! He said: "In fact, women are more eager to mate with different opposite sexes than men. This is determined by human instinct and the animal instinct to choose the best sperm to reproduce offspring... Every mating season, female bison will choose the winning male bison as their mating partner, and the next mating season, the winner will be another male bison." On this issue, let's not discuss whether women or men are more eager, but there is one thing that we need to rethink, that is, from a biological point of view, is the theoretical basis and biological origin of the so-called "exclusive and eternal" love of humans questionable?

Of course, humans always place themselves above all things, and they decide all the rules! People say that exclusive, eternal love and monogamous marriage are civilized and superior, so all infidelity and extramarital affairs are animalistic and base!

But here I must bravely admit that even I, a universally acknowledged model husband and good man, have been animalistic and base once. The other woman was a female role actress in a Peking Opera troupe, my patient, before Yan's affair. From being attracted to her like a first love, to realizing my mistake, repenting, and severing my ties, I experienced three and a half months of emotional infidelity, and two physical affairs during a business trip.

But even during those three and a half months of infatuation, my love for my wife didn't change in the slightest! This is probably the biggest difference between a cheating man and a woman who has an affair, right? And what animalistic behavior can explain this? I really want to ask that British psychologist.

Returning to Chen's affair, let me share my thoughts.

At first, I was shocked and furious about her infidelity, but as I learned more, I gradually forgave her just as I forgave my wife, Yan.

Although Gong's diary is filled with stories of his smug sexual encounters, I think everyone should have realized long ago that Chen's infidelity wasn't for fame or fortune, nor could it be for Gong's "elementary school level" sexual skills; it was all for "love"! Because of her husband's emotional neglect, the lonely Chen couldn't resist Gong's opportunistic advances, all because of "love"!

Some readers have called Chen inherently promiscuous, but I disagree. Men may love because of sex, but women are different. Chen's initial passionate love led to her later passionate sex! From Gong's diary, Chen seems obsessed with the thrill of illicit sex, but as calm observers, can't we see the element of Gong's self-aggrandizement? Can't we see the element of Chen's compromise and sacrifice for love?

A romantic woman occasionally pursuing romantic love is merely a small ripple on the calm lake of marriage, often disturbed by a gentle breeze; I don't think it deserves excessive condemnation. Chen's mistake lies solely in encountering a scheming, shameless, and perverted "lover"! She encountered a "love" that was both blinding and tainted!

Therefore, I say the fault isn't entirely Chen's; He also bears responsibility, and Gong is the true culprit! So, why can't we forgive this kind and innocent woman who once went astray, finally realized her mistake, and left for a distant land?

Let's consider this hypothetical scenario: if the driver Chen spent every day with wasn't Gong, but you, a passionate and somewhat lustful man, wouldn't you eventually develop feelings for her and seduce this beautiful married woman? And after you've used all your cunning to finally taste her beauty, would you still condemn her for her infidelity? Then, you'd be a complete hypocrite!

Having figured this out, my depression gradually subsided as I read the diary. The anger was gone, replaced by regret, and even a touch of voyeuristic excitement!

This is a good thing. I urge everyone to continue reading Chen's story with the same voyeuristic interest as I do.

While she was having her secret trysts, her husband and lover must have frequently crossed her conflicted mind, and she must have constantly weighed which was more important to her.

From the occasional brief mentions in Gong's diary, I know that He initially held a "significant place" in Chen's heart. She even knew how to maintain her husband's dignity in front of her lover… In the first two months of her affair, the smug Gong twice inquired about He's sexual prowess, and Chen became angry, ignoring him for several days. She even tried to recapture the past feeling with her husband (including sexual intimacy)… According to Gong's diary, Chen twice "begged He to take her to Hawaii for a second honeymoon, but luckily He was busy and said they would go next year." Moreover, whenever He returned to Beijing, as long as it wasn't Chen's menstrual period, their sex life continued normally.

However, Chen's "self-rescue attempt" failed. This was partly due to He's indifference and partly due to Chen's own waning affections, but Gong's scheming and sowing discord were even more crucial!

Whenever He returned and they were intimate, seeing the lingering flush on Chen's face the next morning, Gong would write in his diary that he was "insanely jealous," his tone implying that he was someone else's husband and He was the third party!

This growing jealousy led Gong to consider divorcing his wife to marry her and "possess" Chen forever. However, he also understood that given Chen's decade-long relationship with He, this marriage wouldn't be easily broken up. Therefore, he used Chen's weaknesses or catered to her preferences, employing some despicable and old-fashioned tactics that were effective against her.

For example, Chen had great compassion for the vulnerable, so while feigning pitifulness himself, he would often give a few dollars to beggars in front of her, whispering in her ear, "That's the only bad thing about Mr. He; he doesn't understand the suffering of the poor." For example, Chen disliked the hustle and bustle and artificiality of the city, so he told her interesting stories about the countryside, took her to eat at street food stalls, and constantly made sure to project his "simplicity and genuineness." For example, Chen liked "Titanic," while He disliked such "bourgeois films," so he patiently squeezed out some tears to watch the DVD with her, and took Chen on trips to the mountains... He also imitated Jack by making Chen spit down the mountain with him; he guessed that He must be very gentle in bed because he cherished his wife, so he would occasionally use vulgar language and be "a little rough with Chen sometimes, thrusting into her hard or spanking her until her buttocks were red, and this woman later praised me as a real man"; knowing that Chen's father had given He a lot of help in the early stages of his business, he deliberately mentioned some negative examples of people Chen knew who had become rich through women's financial support and later became ungrateful... What

was especially despicable was that Gong would often "unintentionally" whisper bad things about He in Chen's ear. For example, He's cold-bloodedness, hypocrisy, and even fabricated stories about He accompanying customers to brothels. Of course, he was very clever, deliberately downplaying the details and stopping short of saying anything, sometimes even pretending to be hesitant and stammering, like a "loyal servant" keeping secrets for his boss!

At first, Chen didn't take it seriously, but she couldn't resist her lover's repeated and "reasonable" pillow talk. Over time, He gradually became a profit-driven, cold-blooded, and ruthless businessman in her heart, a husband who lacked romance and was hypocritical and pretentious, and even a "sycophantic son-in-law" who relied on his father-in-law to get ahead!

Slowly, in her heart, her husband drifted further and further away...

Slowly, in her heart, Gong's importance grew heavier and heavier...

Slowly, her attachment to Gong almost occupied her entire mental life.

If she didn't see him for a day, she felt "empty inside and had no energy to do anything"; when she went swimming with Juan at Yunxiu Mountain Villa in Huairou, Gong showed up, and she acted like a girl in love, rushing to her lover in her swimsuit, completely unaware that it would arouse Juan's suspicion; once, when Gong caught a cold, she was extremely worried, buying medicine and taking him to the hospital, even more anxious than if her daughter Chuchu were sick; when Gong was in a minor car accident and wasn't injured at all, she panicked like a wife, tearfully asking Juan, "What should I do? Will he be alright?" At the company, she was still that shrewd, capable, charming, and elegant urban white-collar worker; in front of her family, she was still that gentle, considerate, beautiful, virtuous, and devoted wife and mother.

But in front of Gong, Chen was no longer the same Chen...

At the company, she wore expensive suits and skirts, high heels and stockings, looking truly noble! She seemed unapproachable! At home, she changed into a thin, tight-fitting wool sweater and a wool coat; to anyone, she looked like a well-bred, wealthy wife! But who would know how shameless and slutty she was when I was pinning her down?

But I liked her like that. When others looked at her respectfully, or when she scolded her employees, I thought to myself, "Damn, do you know what? When I get home, I can fuck this noble and beautiful woman!" Especially when that bastard He was hugging her waist and kissing her in front of me, I felt incredibly excited, thinking, "Mr. He, do you think you're still holding a chaste wife? Why don't you touch her pussy under her skirt? Maybe

the semen I shot inside her last night is still dripping out!" Haha…

Last week, I accidentally asked her if I was better at fucking than He, and she got really angry… I feel like she's still angry about it; she hasn't been talking to me much these past few days. Could it be that she's remembered how good He was and wants to back out? No, I have to salvage this… This noon, I was having lunch with some clients at her restaurant. As usual, she came in to sit with them and exchange a few polite words, and happened to sit next to me. This was a good opportunity to test the waters! I secretly brushed my knee lightly against her leg, and she dodged. I noticed her expression was a little unnatural, but she didn't seem angry, so I pressed my knee against her again. This time she didn't move, continuing to talk to those people, but her face flushed slightly.

Now I felt reassured. In my experience, this was her weakness, a signal that she was forgiving me! Tonight I'm in for some fun… I didn't even say hello; I went straight to her house at 11 pm… She opened the door for me without much explanation, and found the little girl wasn't home. Wasn't it obvious that everything was arranged? Sending her daughter to her parents' house while she waited for me to come and fuck her? What a fucking slut! And so cheap! And she had just showered; she smelled so good from afar. Wasn't she obviously waiting for me, showering for me? Okay, I came prepared, I just swallowed some expensive Viagra I bought from a friend, just you wait and see! Heh…

she pretended to resist for a while, but as soon as I touched her pussy, she went limp, damn it, she was already wet and still pretending… This sexy semi-transparent nightgown, I couldn't bear to take it off, so I pulled down her panties and plopped it in! Her chin tilted back, and she let out a long moan… I don't know if the Viagra really worked or if it was just my imagination, but this time I broke my record! More than 40 minutes! I fucked her until she came 3 times, I'm so fucking proud!

"Last time she gave me a new phone, and today she gave me a bottle of face wash. Anyway, she's got plenty of money, so I can take whatever she gives me! But what I like most is her pretty little panties! When she's in a good mood, or after I've fucked her really well, she'll agree to give me her worn panties. Now, I've collected four of her panties: one each in pink, white, yellow, and blue, plus a bra that matches the pink ones. They're so precious! I really can't understand why she would agree to that? To hook my big dick, this woman would even give me something so shameful! Damn, when a woman gets horny, no one can stop her! Haha!"

"City women are so thin-skinned! She's so desperately clinging to me, yet she refuses to admit she loves me! Every time I ask, she says she doesn't know—what do you mean she doesn't know… But in reality, her actions and expressions prove she loves me very much! Yesterday I just caught a cold, didn't even think much of it, but she was so worried, buying medicine and wanting to take me to the hospital, so much more considerate than that old hag… Since you care so much about me, I'll just keep pretending… As expected, I actually made her cry, what a stupid woman! Last night in my dorm, I lied to her, saying that the folk remedy for colds in my hometown in Shaanxi is to have sex. She actually believed me, stripped naked, crawled into my bed, and let me play with her, have sex with her! Isn't she afraid of catching a cold? Heh…" Later that night, I had planned to go drinking with some friends from my hometown, but she called again, asking me to go out to dinner with her. Damn, how can such a high-class woman be so clingy? It's a bit annoying, but I don't dare not go. She must be itching for sex again, wanting to get fucked... It was already past ten o'clock after dinner, but she still wanted me to tell her stories about the countryside. What's so interesting about those dirty things in poor places? She never gets tired of hearing them! It's obvious she wants to get fucked, but she can't say it out loud! I tried saying it's cold outside, and I'd tell her the stories at her house, and she immediately agreed.

Why does she never offer to sleep with me? Is it just to show off that she's some high-class city woman? Damn it! Just wait and see how high-class you really are... Hehe, stories don't come for free, you have to pay up, you have to make me feel good with your little cunt...

He's bed is so damn comfortable! So warm, so bouncy! Especially with his wife's fragrant, soft body nestled in my arms... When she talked about the first time she milked a goat as a child, I kept teasing her little nipples, making her breathing quicken and her face turn red. It seems she's not in the mood to listen to the story anymore, hehe... I suddenly pinned her down, and when I reached for her cunt, it was already overflowing! I said, after milking the goat, now I'm going to fuck your little white goat's cunt! She wasn't angry when she heard it, she just blushed and gently cursed me, calling me a bad guy, vulgar, and rude...

"I slowly realized that educated women in the city are even more shameless than us country girls! Like Chen, she's actually starting to like hearing my vulgar language more and more! Things like slut, pussy juice, big ditch, fuck your little pussy, asshole, big dick... Although she'll curse me for being vulgar and crude, she seems to really like it, and even gets a little excited... Today, after kissing her in the hallway, I whispered in her ear, 'Is your pussy itchy?' and she immediately blushed and got aroused. When we got to the office, I touched her pussy under her skirt, and it was soaked through her stockings! She's so fucking horny! I really want to fuck her hard right here in the office!" Those who are head over heels in love are most easily manipulated and used by their partners.

Chen, blinded by infatuation, was just like that. Gong, this originally uncultured but very clever and twisted country boy, also learned step by step how to manipulate this infatuated "urban lover" through her blind dependence and obedience.

Of course, as Gong gradually took the lead in their affair, Chen also experienced many new and exciting sexual encounters. Many of these were "firsts" for her, things she had never experienced with He before—firsts that left her both shy and unforgettable!

For example, Chen's first time initiating intimacy.

Before this, although Chen was already deeply infatuated with Gong and they had been intimate more than ten times, she was, after all, a woman with higher education and traditional morals. Coupled with her natural shyness, she couldn't be overly proactive in sex. Before each rendezvous, she liked to go sightseeing with Gong, eat at a roadside stall, or enjoy the night view to create a romantic atmosphere for their subsequent sexual encounters.

Even when she genuinely had physical needs, she wouldn't ask directly, but would find excuses like listening to stories or watching DVDs to invite Gong over; and when Gong began to seek pleasure from her, she would often deliberately resist a few times to maintain her "ladylike image."

But on February 25th, for the first time, she disregarded her "ladylike image."

Many women do experience increased libido a few days before and after their period. On the 24th, her period was late, and she felt "a strange anxiety and restlessness, and her genitals suddenly became very wet, requiring a panty liner to prevent her underwear from getting wet." The 25th was Saturday, and in the morning, Gong, who had arranged to take her and Chuchu on a trip to the countryside, arrived.

Upon seeing Gong, Chen felt "even more uncomfortable all over, and her genitals became even more...wet."

During the trip, Chen was already feeling unwell, and Gong frequently took advantage of Chuchu's inattention to grope her, making her feel "sometimes hot and sometimes itchy all over, her nipples were constantly erect, rubbing against her bra with an itchy sensation, and her panty liner was almost overflowing with water, but there was no toilet to change the liner, so she could only let her genitals soaking wet."

Even worse, before heading home, Gong went to urinate in a secluded thicket. Chen, chasing after the running Chuchu, accidentally ran to the edge of the thicket and inadvertently saw Gong's dark penis spraying urine. Later, when Chen described her "uncomfortable feeling" to Gong, he asked her if peeking at his "big penis" made her "more aroused and wet," to which she "blushed and shyly nodded."

But Gong was unaware of this at the time. On the way home, Chen remained silent, only telling Chuchu that her mother wasn't feeling well. Gong also thought she was sick and offered to take her to the hospital, but she hesitated and refused, blushing and unable to speak. Near home, Chen suddenly said she would take Chuchu to her grandmother's and go home to rest first. After dropping Chu Chu off, Gong was on his way back to the company to handle some miscellaneous tasks He had assigned when he suddenly received a text message from Chen: "Can you come to my house for a bit?" Gong thought she was really sick, so he rushed over to her house to ask what was wrong and if she needed to go to the hospital. Chen shook her head, head down, silent. At that moment, the observant Gong noticed that her "ears and neck were red," and recalling the events in the suburbs earlier that day… "She seemed to have a constantly flushed face, her eyes were watery and misty, and she kept sneaking glances at me. When I looked at her, she would turn away shyly, like a bashful little girl, even stealing a peek at my big dick from the bushes!" Gong finally understood… "So she wasn't sick, but her pussy was itchy! She was horny! She wanted to be fucked!" I pretended to be calm and whispered in her ear if she was uncomfortable somewhere. She lowered her head, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, and hummed in response. I continued teasingly, asking, "Where is 'where'?" She whispered, "You're bad, I don't know." I deliberately used a vulgar language to ask, "Is it your pussy? Itchy? Wet?" Her face turned even redder. She stood up and slapped me, then sweetly scolded me for being annoying. She then threw herself into my arms, wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed me passionately…

She pulled my hand and led me backward into the bedroom, her face flushed with lust… She pushed me onto the bed and started taking off her clothes. Good heavens, what day is this? She's being so proactive! This is the first time she's ever taken off her clothes herself! Her eager, aroused state is so alluring… She

took off her top, leaving only her bra, and the way she reached behind her back to unhook it was incredibly tempting! Her two heavy, soft, white breasts trembled, making me want to pounce on her immediately… She even swung her bra around in the air a few times and threw it at my face—it smelled so good! My penis was hard...

She had a slim waist and a perky butt, and it seemed like she was getting stuck when trying to take off her skirt... She slowly turned around so her back was to me, hooking her two thumbs around the waistband of her skirt, twisting her hips a few times, and the skirt seemed to have a lot of trouble getting off her hips before sliding down to the ground. Her buttocks, covered by pantyhose, didn't seem to have any visible underwear. It wasn't until she hooked the pantyhose and pulled it down that I saw a thin purple strap embedded in her white crotch, and another thin purple strap across her waist. What's that called a thong? It's much smaller than before... And it's the first month of the lunar year, isn't she cold wearing so little? City women are so weird!

But then again, she looked really beautiful in those pantyhose! Two white, round buttocks were just exposed, the two thin straps, one horizontal and one vertical, didn't really cover her up, but they still made it clear I was wearing pantyhose—that's called seduction! She turned around, and it was so small in front, just a triangular piece of fabric, with her pubic hair peeking out from the side!

God, I fucking can't take it anymore… Wait, what's that white thing down there? Is it the panty liner she mentioned…? She bent over, her buttocks facing me, and slowly pulled down the thin strap with her thumb. The thong was pulled down to her legs, her thighs pressed together, and her tender little pussy under her buttocks looked like a flat, white peach, dripping wet, so tempting!

Excitedly, I jumped off the bed, knelt behind her buttocks, grabbed her beautiful thighs, and kissed her wet pussy! She didn't resist, just wiggled her buttocks, rubbing her pussy against my mouth… I pulled down the pitifully small thong and looked closely at the panty liner inside; sure enough, it was heavy with water! I sniffed it hard, and it smelled awful! It was fucking both smelly and fragrant!

She turned around again, pulled me up, and pushed me back onto the bed. Ah, she started undressing me! My first time!

She took off my shirt, then unbuckled my belt and unzipped my zipper. As I lifted my butt, she expertly pulled my outer pants, thermal underwear, and shorts down to my legs, and my huge penis sprang out, standing erect. Then she did something I never expected! She opened her mouth and took the head of my penis in! And slowly started sucking!

My God! Is this what my friends called oral sex? It felt so damn good! Her whole mouth enveloped my penis, and she was licking the head with her tongue… I wanted to ejaculate, but no! I had to hold back! I couldn't let such a good opportunity go to waste…

She climbed onto me, completely naked, and started licking my nipples. Oh my god! It was so itchy and tingly, so incredibly pleasurable! I suddenly felt an intense urge to ejaculate, and I barely managed to hold it in… While licking my nipples, she was rubbing her vagina against my huge penis. It was insane! I was about to lose control… Just as I was about to roll over and fuck her hard, she reached out and guided my swollen, almost bursting penis into her vagina. With a soft "whoosh," it was inside!

Wow! This was the first time she'd ever actively taken my penis and put it inside her! And she was sitting on me, actively moving her vagina up and down on my penis! Today was truly a memorable day… She sat upright on me, rising and falling like a horse…

Suddenly, her movements quickened, moaning and groaning, then she thrust dozens of times. I felt a warm rush of fluid from her vagina onto the head of my penis! Damn, this woman came so quickly today. No wonder, she'd been horny all day! Haha…

She lay limply on top of me, exhausted, just panting… Her soft breasts pressed against my chest, her two little nipples rubbing against mine, it felt fucking amazing… My rock-hard cock was still soaking in her sticky little pussy! It was my turn to have some fun, so I rolled over and pinned her beneath me, and my cock didn't even fall out! I'm so impressed with myself!

She looked at me with lustful eyes, begging, "Let me rest for a bit, my good brother!" Damn it, what am I supposed to do if you rest? Eat vegetables?! I ignored her, just kept thrusting in and out of her pussy… I'd learned a trick to make myself feel really good: while fucking, I'd rub my nipples against hers, it felt like heaven… This woman was probably really pent up today, she was so easy to fuck, she came three times in less than half an hour! She moaned and groaned from beginning to end, louder than ever before; she usually only moaned softly and shyly…

This “unexpected surprise” caused by Chen’s physiological condition gave Gong an unforgettable experience of being treated like an emperor! Afterwards, Gong learned from Chen that “women often do this around their period,” and he suddenly understood…

"No wonder that old hag was so annoying before and after her period! Right, come to think of it, the first time I slept with this beauty Chen was the first day after she washed off her period. No wonder! At first she resisted a lot, but after I pressed her down and touched her a lot, she suddenly went soft and finally let me have my way. It turns out there's some medical principle at play here! Also, the day before I went back to my hometown and the day after I returned to Beijing last time were exactly before and after her period. No wonder I thought she was so horny! Damn, this thing is amazing! So accurate! From now on, I'm going to make good use of this pattern and fully develop this city woman's hornyness! I'll shame that bastard He and let him see how horny and slutty his wife is under me!" In order to enjoy "emperor treatment" like today more often, he became insatiable after getting a taste for it. He thought of secretly giving Chen aphrodisiacs, but he knew that many aphrodisiacs on the market were fake, and he was too embarrassed to ask his friends where to buy genuine aphrodisiacs. Then he remembered his wife taking "nerdylestradiol" a few years ago for some gynecological condition.

To clarify, "nerdylestradiol" is a low-activity estrogen, mainly used clinically to treat menopausal or perimenopausal syndrome in middle-aged women. It's rare for doctors to prescribe this medication to a young woman like Gong's wife, although it's possible, for example, due to genetic factors, environmental influences, or dietary habits causing estrogen deficiency, leading to symptoms like vaginal dryness, irregular menstruation, headaches, dizziness, and irritability.

Gong remembered this medication because of his wife's increased libido after taking it. Indeed, the most common side effects of taking estrogen are "accelerated blood flow, rapid heartbeat, breast tenderness, and increased vaginal discharge," which essentially means increased libido. Coincidentally, there seem to be online posts using "nerdylestradiol" as an aphrodisiac.

As a doctor, I feel it's necessary to clarify two points: First, pharmacologically speaking, "Nystatin" is lipophilic, which makes it easily absorbed by the intestines and stored in adipose tissue, where it is slowly released for a long-lasting effect. So, if you insist on using it as an aphrodisiac, remember its chronic nature; expecting immediate results will definitely lead to disappointment. Second, all medicines have side effects, especially hormonal drugs like "Nystatin." It may cause gastrointestinal adverse reactions and even damage liver function. If the recipient has thrombosis or hypertension, it's even more dangerous! Gong,

in his mind, treated Chen as a tool for "revenge" and a plaything to satisfy his perverse desires; of course, he wouldn't care about Chen's health! On his way home from work that day, he went to the pharmacy and bought two bottles of "Nystatin." Back in his dormitory, he carefully studied the instructions, repeatedly tested its water-soluble effects, then crushed the tablets into powder, dissolved them in warm water to make what he called "Nystatin water," and put it in a small bottle in the refrigerator for later use.

So, for the next two months, Chen would unknowingly drink "Nier Water" that Gong had secretly added to her morning soy milk, bedtime milk, and afternoon black tea. Thus, the libido-enhancing effects of "Nier Estriol" slowly but persistently took hold in Chen…

What a wonderful thing! Today, her period is still far off, but she's showing the same "symptoms" as on the 25th of last month: blushing, rapid breathing. A few teasing moments when no one was around, and she couldn't take it anymore! It must be my precious "Nier Water" working its magic. She told me not to touch her breasts because her nipples were itchy and uncomfortable, haha! I didn't care, and slipped my hand inside her neckline. Wow, her nipples were really perky and swollen, so damn cute…

I reached under her skirt from behind and touched her crotch; her stockings were soaking wet! Her little pussy was bulging like a little steamed bun! Haha, I can enjoy emperor treatment again tonight!

You beast, you can continue to be busy in Shenzhen! I'm going to train you, my precious wife, into a slut who gets all wet at the sight of any man! Haha…

Gong called this "Project Neil" in his diary. While despicable, the plan was undeniably brilliant.

At this time, Chen was already in a state of "passionate love" with Gong. The slow but persistent effect of "Neil's estradiol" on her libido, though not very obvious, led her to believe that it was the magic of love, Gong's masculine charm, that made her body so sensitive and so easily aroused!

Gong, this perverted farmer who was a "sex novice" just two months ago, now not only controlled Chen's mind but also knew her physical weaknesses perfectly! Now, he could be considered Chen's "sexual manipulator"!

We are about to see a beautiful and elegant urban woman falling step by step into Gong's carefully designed sexual trap!

In the article "I," I mentioned an incident where I was accidentally caught having an affair by Chu Chu. Checking Gong's diary made me sigh deeply.

It was the evening of March 10th. Chu Chu was at home, and Chen had no intention of meeting Gong. Two days prior, during their encounter at the villa, Gong ejaculated inside her without a condom. Because it was her fertile window, she quickly took a morning-after pill, which infuriated Gong (as he had already discussed marriage and children with her), and he hadn't spoken to her for two days.

How could the devoted Chen endure the "torture" of not seeing her lover for two days? So, that night, she called him again, begging for forgiveness and asking him to allow her more time to reconsider. Gong arrived and, taking advantage of her "guilt," forced himself on her while Chu Chu was home.

Although Chu Chu was asleep in her room, the shame of the affair and her instinct to protect her daughter made Chen resist and plead. But Gong, emboldened, pinned her to the bed, roughly undressing her and teasing her. Whether it was due to guilt and a compensatory mentality, or the effects of the "Nir" (likely a type of vaginal fluid), Chen's resistance was short-lived; she eventually gave in, just like on their first night together, allowing Gong to succeed.

Unexpectedly, just as the two were lost in their passion, Chu Chu burst in.

Afterwards, Chen had to lie to her daughter by saying "I was playing a game with Uncle Gong" and threaten her with "If you tell Daddy and other people, Uncle Gong won't play with you anymore" to temporarily get through the crisis. But Chen was still very angry, and this time it was her turn to ignore Gong for several days.

I never expected that little girl to suddenly barge in. She seems really angry this time… She hasn't spoken to me for two days. It's all that little brat's fault! Actually, I hate her the most. From the moment she was born, she's been living a life of luxury, eating and drinking the finest things, wearing the best clothes. My son has never even heard of the things she enjoys! Normally, even this little girl can order me around, so why should I let a child of a few years old boss me around? I've never played like this with my son before, and now I have to coax this beast's daughter! It's so damn unfair!

It's good that she saw this! Why can you grow up like a little princess, carefree and without a care in the world? Is my son destined to be looked down upon his whole life? Now, when you grow up and understand things between men and women, you'll remember this scene! You'll know that your mother isn't noble, but rather cheap and lewd!

When the little girl barged in, our backsides were facing the door, the direction she came in from! At that time, her beautiful mother was being held down by my legs, her white buttocks sticking up high, while Uncle Gong's dark, thick penis was pounding and pounding inside her mother's tender little pussy like a pestle... Her mother's little pussy was red and swollen from Uncle Gong's pounding, covered in white, horny foam! She must have seen all of this! Haha! She'll definitely remember this lewd scene when she grows up! Maybe she'll become as horny as her mother! Just as cheap! Hehe...

Little girl, aren't you luckier than my son? But my son's mother never cheated on me, while your mother gave your father a huge green hat! Are you lucky? Just as cheap as your mother!

Chen was angry and ignored Gong, but it was just a little tiff and interlude in the "honeymoon phase." Under Gong's feigned pitifulness and coaxing, on the third day, "she changed her mind, no, it should be said that she was horny again and wanted to be fucked."

Not only that, Chen's infatuation and weakness were repeatedly exploited by Gong, to the point that Gong became so bold as to frequently take advantage of Chu Chu's inattention to harass Chen's private parts, and she actually accepted it passively and slowly got used to it...

The most thrilling incident was a "kitchen adventure."

It was a Thursday, and He had just left Beijing for Shenzhen the day before, and a romantic and exciting night of secret pleasure had already been planned. However, things didn't go as planned, and Chu Chu's grandparents had something come up and brought her back in the afternoon.

Learning from the previous experience, Chen had announced a "celibacy order" beforehand. The romantic candlelight dinner turned into a "light bulb" dinner, and the disappointment and frustration in their hearts can be imagined!

While washing dishes in the kitchen, Gong deliberately showed disappointment and lust, making Chen feel guilty, or perhaps some parts of her own body were also restless. So, when she saw her daughter intently watching cartoons in the living room, she basically acquiesced to Gong's harassment, except for a few playful curses of "pervert" and "little rascal."

After her sensitive areas were harassed for a long time, her tacit consent slowly turned into a fluttering heart...

The heating was on at home, and Chen was wearing a casual cotton dress, the hem barely covering half of her legs. A pink lace apron was tied in the front of the white dress, giving her the appearance of a virtuous housewife. However, when her bra was removed from under the dress, and one of her breasts fell into her lover's hand, when the back of her dress was lifted and her panties were pulled down to her legs, when her round, white buttocks were sticking out, and her mysterious vulva was touched by her lover's fingers, causing a gush of clear spring, and when you looked at her face, it was also full of spring, and her eyes were hazy... Was she still the virtuous housewife she once was?

In the kitchen, Gong pressed tightly against Chen's back, one hand pinching her already erect nipple inside her clothes, the other rubbing her wet vulva between her bare buttocks… Chen, meanwhile, was softly moaning "No, no," her body already throbbing with desire, almost unable to stand, her juices dripping onto the floor like a child's urine. Suddenly, she clenched her buttocks tightly, her vaginal muscles gripping the fingers that were probing her, her body trembling a few times, a gush of hot fluid spraying onto the fingers…

But then, another embarrassing scene unfolded… Chu Chu appeared in the kitchen doorway!

Luckily, they were facing outwards, and from Chu Chu's angle, she couldn't see her mother's bare buttocks. Uncle Gong's hand, which was quietly withdrawing from her mother's breast, was also hidden by her clothes and apron. With the little girl's experience, she certainly couldn't see the "game" the adults were playing. Gong took a step back, and Chen, just awakened from her climax, seeing that nothing had been revealed, calmly straightened her apron and asked her daughter why she wasn't watching TV.

"Mommy's so embarrassing! So embarrassing! My panties fell down! Hehe..." Her daughter's laughter was like a thunderclap! Chen then realized that the thong was too light; once Gong pulled it down, she hadn't even felt it when it reached her ankles!

Gong reacted quickly, immediately squatting down and swiftly pulling the panties up from Chen's ankles, laughing as she said to Chuchu, "Look how hard Mommy works! I didn't even have time to put my panties back on after using the toilet before I started washing the dishes. But, this is Mommy's embarrassing moment, just like when you accidentally wet the bed! You can't tell anyone, okay? Not even Daddy, Grandpa, or Grandma, or Mommy will be shy and angry, you know?" After pulling up the panties, Gong didn't forget to secretly pinch Chen's smooth, cool bottom with a mischievous grin.

That night, Gong left dejectedly, but I think Chen must have tossed and turned in bed. Was she still shaken and filled with regret about the near-miss? Still wiping away her love juices with a tissue under the quilt, lamenting, "My lover is too frivolous, stirring my heart."

I remember in the many replies to my article "Me," some netizens were puzzled by the question, "Since Gong's sexual ability is inferior to He's, why was Chen so wild and did so many outrageous things when she was having an affair with Gong?"

Actually, this is something I've always wanted to understand, because Yan's old lover's sexual ability is definitely not as strong as mine! In college, I was a key player on the school's basketball and track and field teams, and after graduation, I continued to practice Sanda and boxing. Sports make me full of strength! It's no exaggeration to say that in sex, my 18cm member and my stamina of over half an hour often leave my wife exhausted, pleading for mercy.

With such a wonderful husband, why would my wife still be "good" with that old man for almost a year without seeking fame or fortune?

After reading Gong's diary, I seem to have had a sudden realization. A woman's sexual feelings can sometimes be strange; it's not necessarily the bigger the penis or the longer the duration that makes her more excited. Emotions, environment, partner, and even the difference in status can all affect her sexual sensitivity!

Take Chen for example. Gong's youth, "simplicity," meticulousness, and peasant identity that requires sympathy, and even his initially clumsy and immature yet passionate sexual performance, may all be factors that stimulate her sexual sensitivity. As for Yan, in my guess, it may be the unique charm of the old man's authority, his domineering and decisive nature that fascinates her. Perhaps the old man really has some unique skills in sex that can replace physical strength...

But more importantly, the sense of immorality, unease, and unparalleled novelty and stimulation of adultery itself is an irresistible temptation for adulterous young women. It's like a drug; once addicted, it's hard to break free! Moreover, it will exaggerate the lover's sexual ability invisibly, thus making the lover completely defeat her husband in her heart! The diary of

Gong

is really too thick, as heavy as a long novel. But this is a novel filled with filthy thoughts, perverse and vulgar content, riddled with grammatical errors and typos, illegible handwriting, and chaotic thought. To piece together the story and present it to everyone is far more difficult than I imagined! Coupled with the prolonged reading of such crude language, I'm truly experiencing "aesthetic fatigue."

Yet, this diary seems to possess a magical power; after reading it, I found myself desperately missing my wife in prison! For days, I couldn't concentrate on writing; my mind was filled with images of my wife, Yan. I

pictured her as a virtuous wife cooking in the kitchen, wearing a lace apron; her elegant demeanor as a white-collar worker, gracefully leaving in her business suit; her poignant image of her in her blue prison uniform, tears streaming down her face through the iron bars; and of course, the lewd scenes of her and Chen's clandestine trysts with her lover…

I could no longer bear the torment of longing, so I packed my bags and boarded the train to Datong.

Yan has been serving almost three years in prison, and I visit her almost every month. For the past three years, every time Yan sees me, she cries, saying she's ashamed to face me and begs me to agree to her divorce request. Although I haven't agreed, the shadow of being cuckolded still lingers in my heart, and I've always been too proud to personally tell her I forgive her.

But this time, for some reason, the desire to see my wife is so strong! Is it Gong's diary? Is it Chen's affair that has cleared up my doubts? Or have I already planned to do this all along? I don't know, but I've already decided in my heart: to put aside my manly pride and accept my wife again!

Today is my ninth wedding anniversary with Yan, and I want to give my wife, who has realized her mistake, a gift! A huge surprise!

Thinking about this surprise I've arranged, my heart is pounding like a train's wheels.

My mood, which has been depressed for several days, finally cleared up like the sky outside the train window! I took Gong's diary out of my bag, leaned back in the comfortable seat of the train, and continued to "spy" on Chen's affair.

Given Chen's higher education, status as a wealthy businessman's wife, and her own restaurant owner, even if she were having an affair, she would deliberately maintain a dignified and composed image in public. However, as her blind infatuation with and compliance with Gong grew, Chen slowly lost sight of the principle she had once asked Gong to "be careful in public."

This led to their intimate behavior in the restroom and hallway, accidentally witnessed by waiters and others; it led to Gong making a bet with a fellow villager and touching her buttocks in the parking lot; it led to Xiao Xue seeing Gong poking her buttocks with his finger at Longqing Gorge…

and finally, Chen's first office tryst.

According to Gong's diary, the time on April 2nd when He discovered the stockings on the floor was their third office tryst, the first being on March 13th, three days after the "Chuchu incident."

Gong's increasingly sophisticated acting skills and tactics not only quickly calmed Chen down, but incredibly, her sense of guilt deepened even further... because she couldn't yet fulfill Gong's desire to "marry her and have children"!

This seemingly shrewd but foolish woman! If it were Yan, I'd really like to slap her twice to bring her to her senses! But from a voyeuristic perspective, I seem to be increasingly fond of Chen's "foolishness"!

Look at how Gong describes this steamy tryst...

This beautiful, stupid woman! So easy to fool...

Now she's the one trying to fool me, saying she's afraid of public opinion, afraid of moral condemnation, worried about her daughter's upbringing, that it's not the right time to make our relationship public, not the right time for me to get pregnant, so she's begging for my forgiveness for her weakness! Damn, I love your weakness! If you weren't weak, I wouldn't have been able to sleep with such a good city girl! Hehe... Fine, you feel ashamed towards me, I'll make good use of that!

I kissed her all I wanted by the sink in the bathroom. Her face was as red as an apple, and I squeezed her breasts a few times. She was breathing heavily through her nose, her little mouth open, softly saying, "No, no, not here."

Damn, this place is a bit dangerous, so I let her go. She glared at me and said, "You bad boy, you're annoying," before running into her office next door.

I followed her in and saw her with her back to me, hands on her desk, still panting. From behind, she had a different kind of beauty. How could a suit and suit skirt look so good on her! A slim waist, a perky butt, and straight legs in black stockings. Just looking at her made me hard, and I really wanted to fuck her right there!

Yes, why not? She said she was sorry to me, so she should make it up to me! I quietly closed the door and locked it from the inside. This was the third floor; apart from Yu and the finance staff, very few people came up here…

I quietly adjusted my hard penis to a straight upward angle, then walked over and hugged her slender waist from behind, starting to kiss her already reddened nape and earlobes. She seemed to have known I was going to do this, just twisting her waist and making a few soft moans, letting me kiss and touch her. I moved my hands up, covering her two plump, bouncy breasts. Although I couldn't feel her nipples through her clothes and bra, I could easily imagine their cute, red, erect appearance.

Because she had been drinking quite a bit of "Neil water" these past few days, she herself said, "It's strange, seeing you makes my nipples… stand up, rubbing against my bra, so itchy…" Now that I was fondling them like this, she was definitely even more aroused, hehe! Besides, my hard penis was pressing against her plump crotch! She must have felt the urge in my penis; her buttocks were slightly raised and twisting, rubbing against my penis! She was in heat! This slut!

I reached down, lifted her skirt, and touched her crotch. Her plump little pussy felt so good! I probed the cleft with my middle finger—wow, her stockings were wet! She started moaning again, and it sounded so sweet! Her buttocks started bobbing back and forth, as if she wanted my big cock to rub against her. To make it less tiring for her, I simply lifted the back of her skirt, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my big cock, pressing it directly against her buttocks! It felt so damn good! I could feel that she was wearing a thong again today, and the stockings were so thin; the head of my cock felt like it was intimately pressing against her soft buttocks! I almost came!

She started to whisper, "No, no, not here, someone might come." I whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid, people are busy downstairs, no one will come up. Look, I've locked the door." She gave a soft "oh," turned around, hugged my neck, and looked at me with a flushed face, saying, "Good man, let's do it tonight. I'll take Chuchu to her grandma's house." She suddenly sensed something was wrong, looked down and saw my bare, hard, purplish-red penis. She let out a cry, punched my shoulder, and blushed even more, saying, "You're so naughty! You planned this all along!" But her eyes were glued to my penis!

I mischievously pulled her small hand to my penis, and she wasn't shy anymore. Instead, she took it and started masturbating. I wasn't just doing it for my own pleasure; I mainly wanted to see her expression while she was masturbating. Sure enough, as she masturbated, her eyes were fixed on my penis, her blush deepened, her breathing and heartbeat quickened, and she kept licking her lips and swallowing. I never knew women could be so lustful! Seeing and touching a man's penis can make them horny! This might not be the effect of the "Nier fluid," right? This woman is naturally horny!

I can't let her touch me any longer; it would be a huge loss if I ejaculated too early! I abruptly turned her around, pinning her to the table with her back to me. With one hand, I pulled up her skirt, and with the other, I ripped off her pantyhose, revealing her plump, white buttocks that jiggled. The thin strap of her black thong was buried deep in her buttocks—so tempting! I was too excited, and I gripped my large penis and thrust it into her buttocks. She struggled violently, twisting her hips to stop me, pleading, "No, good brother, absolutely not here, please, I still want to be a person, I'll help you get it out with my hand..."

I pretended to be angry and whispered in her ear, "I won't divorce you and marry you, I won't get pregnant and have a baby, and now I want it so badly and you still won't give it to me, which means you still don't love me!" She immediately stopped struggling, her body going limp as she slumped forward onto the table, her bare buttocks facing me—clearly resigned to being fucked!

Seeing her so docile, I felt I should offer some comfort, so I squatted down and brought my face close to her buttocks. I noticed she was still wearing her thong; look how impatient I was! Suddenly, I thought it might even smell better without taking it off, so I used my fingers to pull the thin strap out from her butt crack, pushed it aside, and stuck out my tongue to lick her vulva! Damn, her entire vulva was wet, like a baby had peed! My tongue caught strands of something, transparent and a little white—this must be the "leukorrhea" she mentioned, right? Damn, I calculated it; she's still ovulating. How wonderful it would be if she could get pregnant with my child!

Such a beautiful, elegant city woman, a businesswoman! Wearing a complete women's suit, yet her bare buttocks are exposed, letting me, the lowlife they consider a slut, lick her vulva! I never dared to imagine this before!

I excitedly licked the tender flesh and clitoris inside her vulva, my nose filled with the pungent scent of her vagina! My tongue accidentally slipped into her anus in the cleft of her buttocks, and she actually cried out and twisted her buttocks sharply. So even a beautiful woman's anus is so sensitive!

Looking closer at her anus, a light brown color with fine, neat wrinkles, and it was twitching nervously—it was fucking adorable! It was nothing compared to my stinky wife's hemorrhoid-ridden, dark, and smelly anus! I'd heard from a fellow villager that dry sex was more pleasurable than vaginal sex, so I decided to give her a go one while she was in a good mood! I teased her by deliberately licking her little anus again, and she started moaning, seemingly enjoying it…

I couldn't hold back any longer. I stood up, pressed her waist against the table with one hand, making her buttocks stick out even more, and with the other hand, I grabbed my big cock and shoved it into her pussy. That thong was strange; it didn't pull back into her cleft when it hit her buttocks—truly high-class stuff! With a "plop," as it went in, I felt fluid being squeezed out. Looking down, sure enough, there was white foam on the base and pubic hair of my cock! Damn, what a slut! *

Slap slap slap!* Ignoring her attempts to push me away, I just kept fucking her hard. My belly slammed against her ass, making a pleasant slapping sound... Her plump, white buttocks rippled like waves with each impact, a real treat for my eyes! She tried to stand up several times, but I pressed her down, leaving her obediently lying on the table, her ass sticking out as I fucked her... She seemed almost dizzy from my fucking, only able to moan but unable to speak. After a long while, she finally managed to groan, "Condom, condom, you're not wearing a condom..." So she wasn't against being fucked like this, she was saying she wasn't wearing a condom, hehe! I suddenly felt myself about to ejaculate, so I quickly pulled out. But then, her pussy let out a long "pop..." sound, like a fart!

I quickly squatted down to look, and her swollen labia were open, with several white bubbles bubbling from the tender red opening! Excitedly, I tried to pry open her labia to see what was inside, but then, with another "pop," the outer bubbles burst, and several more bubbles appeared from inside! What a fucking spectacle! I'd never seen anything like it! This adorable woman! I love her to death!

I was so excited, I stood up, head down, the bubbles still on her vulva, and thrust in hard again…

I was too excited today, I only fucked her for about ten minutes, what a pity! But she was also incredibly happy, she came once in the middle, and then came with me in the end. I shot in a lot of thick semen, the streams mingling with her hot discharge inside…

I was a little exhausted, I retreated to the sofa and sat down, breathing heavily. She was still slumped softly on the table, her legs too weak to stand, only her upper body hanging on the table, her suit still intact, her skirt hanging around her waist, her pantyhose wrapped around her legs, the thin black strap of her thong still sticking out of her buttocks, her round white buttocks sandwiching a red, plump vulva, a white sticky fluid hanging down from her vulva, I don’t know if it was her vaginal discharge or my semen… It was such a lewd and alluring picture!

It took her a long time to come to her senses, she used tissues to cover her vulva to catch the mixture of vaginal discharge and semen, it took several tissues to clean it up. While I was wiping her, her face was flushed, her little mouth pouting as she glared at me. Her face showed both shyness and satisfaction; her charming appearance was absolutely captivating! Unfortunately, she then took out a pill from her bag and swallowed it. Poor me, all my precious sperm! She killed them all! Next time, I'll have to use my brain to secretly plant a seed. Maybe once she's pregnant, she'll be devoted to me…

Office sex is indeed exciting; I think every man has fantasized about it, especially a beautiful and elegant urban white-collar worker like Chen!

Strangely enough, reading the blunt and crude descriptions in Gong's diary, I found myself conjuring up scenes of erotic and stimulating pleasure! In these scenes, the man behind the naked beauty sometimes vaguely transforms into me, or into that bureau chief, while the shapely beauty sometimes becomes Chen, sometimes Yan…

“Car sex,” forgive my ignorance, but it's a new term I learned from Gong's diary.

Gong, in turn, heard it from a fellow villager working on a construction site. The construction site of his fellow villager's home was near Beijing. At night, the half-finished main road and park were particularly quiet and deserted, attracting many couples who drove there for trysts.

Gong was captivated by his villager's vivid description and immediately thought of Chen, who was already completely devoted to him.

One night, he even went there to "check it out." "City people really know how to enjoy life! Seeing those cars bouncing around, I can totally imagine the intense scenes of those bastards having sex inside! I must lure that woman here, and I'll have my way with her in my car too! Just thinking about it makes my dick hard!" A few days later, Gong happened to be going to the airport to pick up He, who was returning from Shenzhen. Before leaving, He called to say the flight would be delayed by two hours, but Gong deliberately didn't tell Chen this and left with her on time. There was a slight traffic jam on the highway, so Gong exited and took a "shortcut" to the vicinity of his fellow villager's construction site. He parked the car by the quiet main road and said he needed to use the restroom. When they returned, Gong pretended to have just seen He's message and told Chen that the flight was delayed by two hours, so they should rest there for a while.

After flirting and exchanging glances for a while, Gong pointed to a Buick that was shaking in front of them and asked Chen what was going on, feigning curiosity. Chen was also puzzled. Looking around, she saw several cars shaking, and she immediately understood. Her face flushed red, and she shyly slapped Gong, saying, "Don't look! It's not... that kind of thing! Be careful your eyes get rotten!" Gong pretended to suddenly understand, then looked at Chen with pleading eyes and said, "Let's... let's do it like that too, and rot their eyes!" By this time, it was already getting dark, but Gong immediately caught the faint acquiescence and deep shyness on Chen's face. He excitedly moved his driver's seat back a little, quickly climbed into the back seat, and then reclined Chen's passenger seat, gesturing for her to come to the back.

Damn it, this woman's watery eyes clearly told me she wanted to be fucked, but she was just too shy, dragging her feet and saying she couldn't do it here. I said as long as I love you and you love me, anywhere is fine. Ignoring her struggles, I grabbed her armpits and dragged her over. Once in my arms, she immediately went limp, obediently letting me kiss and caress her.

After a few minutes, she was panting, her face flushed and hot, and her pussy, covered by stockings under her skirt, was swollen like a little bun! Her legs clamped around my hand that was touching her pussy, her arms tightly wrapped around my neck, her whole body pressing against me. Damn it, she was pretending just now!

This back seat is really fucking spacious, that bastard He bought a nice car! But little did he know, right there in the back seat of this luxury car, I was playing with one of his wife's soft, white breasts, and that cute little nipple was in my mouth! He never expected that his wife, afraid I'd ruin her stockings, had already taken them off from under her skirt! Now, reaching under her skirt, I could directly touch her wet, tender pussy—it felt like heaven!

I wanted to take off her top too, but she blushed and closed her eyes, saying, "Don't take them off, this is fine." Damn, she was already completely naked down there, and one of her breasts was showing too—as long as I could fuck her, that was fine! I quickly stripped off my own lower body, pushed her onto the seat, grabbed her legs and lifted them high. Watching this noble beauty's bare buttocks sticking up in the air like an adult changing a baby's diaper, I felt incredibly excited!

I couldn't hold back any longer, and with one hand, I grabbed my hard, thick penis and shoved it into her pussy. With a splash, a lot of her juices flowed out! After a few thrusts, I noticed my penis was covered in white discharge, like a layer of cream. This slut, so much discharge!

As I fucked her, I whispered in her ear, "Our car is vibrating now, want to see who vibrates the most?" She pinched my lower back a few times, blushing, and called me shameless, but her pussy kept sticking up... Maybe it was because it was the first time fucking in a car that it was so exciting, she quickly orgasmed and came, the hot fluid from her pussy splashing against my head, almost making me ejaculate too... We got a little carried away, and I don't know when someone touched the window button. I noticed that the right window had been half open, so her moans had all been heard.

I got excited and fucked her harder while pointing to the rear window. She then noticed the window was open and blushed as she tried to get up to close it. I pressed her down and told her it was okay to let in some fresh air, no one would come. I don't know if she really wanted some fresh air or if I was fucking her too good, but she wrapped her arms around my back again and started moaning again, her beautiful eyes opening and closing shyly.

Suddenly, a light shone from outside, illuminating the car. Chen tensed up immediately. I turned to look outside and saw that the Buick had finished and was turning back. But as it passed our car, it stopped, rolled down its window, and a young couple leaned out, laughing and looking at us!

I was furious! Our naked bodies were facing them; hadn't they seen everything?

Chen was even more nervous than me, clinging tightly to me, whimpering. She tried to shift her buttocks, but I held her down, so she buried her face in my chest, trying to hide it. But I could feel the tender flesh inside her vagina contracting in waves, as if she was excited!

The young man yelled "Oh..." and sped off. In that instant, the beautiful woman beneath me contracted even more intensely, then her buttocks trembled violently—she had climaxed again! Hot fluid gushed onto my penis, and a tender piece of flesh seemed to be biting at it—it was maddening! I got carried away and fucking came too! I never imagined being spied on would excite her so much, make her climax so quickly! What a total slut! But I like her like this! Her tense, excited expression as she climaxed was so beautiful!

Sneaking in with her lover before picking up her husband, the dangerous, unsettling environment, plus being seen naked during sex by a stranger—what shame and excitement that must be for a woman having an affair!

No wonder Chen came twice so quickly!

Actually, in my opinion, the most "exciting" part was yet to come! A little over an hour later, He, with Chen in his arms, sat in the back seat and frowned when he saw a wet patch on the carpet. Chen had cleaned up the puddle of fluid on the car seat beforehand and even sprayed air freshener, but even the best-laid plans can go awry! Chen calmly used Chu Chu, who liked to drink milk in the car, as a scapegoat, successfully fooling her husband. But at that moment, was she feeling guilt, or the thrill of a child who had done something wrong? It's impossible to know.

Gong, while outwardly apologizing humbly to He and promising to wash the car tomorrow, was inwardly smug…

“Mr. He, you’re usually so clever, but you made a foolish mistake! How could you not realize that the carpet is covered in your beloved wife’s cunt juices? I made it up with her juices! You’re just cuddling her! But her heart is already with me! Your beautiful wife was just lying there with her legs raised, her ass sticking out, being fucked by me until she cried out! Hehe! If you touch her pussy now, my semen might still be dripping out! You cuckolded, stupid boss! Haha…” A few years ago, I went camping with an outdoor sports group. My wife and I were driving to buy some supplies outside the mountains when we stopped to admire the beautiful red maple forest. The scenery was so enchanting that we almost had sex in the maple forest! We were both naked from the waist down, just like Chen, ready to go, when a call from a fellow member of the group interrupted us. So this “stopping to have sex” is called car sex!

Suddenly, a surge of jealousy welled up inside me: Honey, after that incident, did you have sex in the car with that old man again?

According to Gong's diary, they did have sex in the car once more, on the afternoon of April 24th, the day their affair was exposed. This was their last tryst. That night, Chen confessed their affair under He's interrogation.

What's infuriating is that they had taken Chu Chu out that day; Chu Chu was asleep in the front seat, and they couldn't help but have sex in the back!

This was Gong's last diary entry. That night, he went to Hebei to collect a debt, and the next day, upon his return, He had him placed under house arrest. Perhaps sensing that his affair would be exposed, before going to Hebei, he hurriedly finished writing his diary, then sealed the diary and his "treasures" in a small box and entrusted it to a trusted villager for safekeeping.

So this diary entry is unusually concise. The full text is as follows…

Monday, April 24th, sunny. In the morning, I took Chen and Chuchu out to play. I originally wanted to book a hotel room or go to a villa, but because the little girl was there, she absolutely refused. After lunch, the little girl wanted to sleep, and I immediately had an idea. I drove the car to the far corner of the parking lot and let the little girl lie down in the front passenger seat. She fell asleep in no time. We kissed and caressed each other in the back seat, and within minutes her stockings and crotch were wet. I wanted to take off her panties, but she refused. I used a little force to pull

her stockings and panties up to her legs, revealing her beautiful bare buttocks. Although she was aroused and her vulva was sticky, she still wouldn't let me fuck her. So I lifted her onto my lap, made her face away from me, and kissed her hair, the back of her neck, and her ears while secretly taking out my big penis. She realized it was too late; it went in with a plop. She let out an "oh" and quickly covered her mouth. She tried to escape, so I pulled her back. She tried to escape again, so I pulled her back again. My big cock was going in and out of her pussy, it felt so good! In no time, she was aroused and let me fuck her. I remembered last time, I secretly rolled down the car window halfway and deliberately adjusted her body so her head was almost sticking out of the car. She got nervous, and her pussy started biting me again. She shuddered, and damn, she came!

I kept going, and the little girl woke up slightly. I quickly leaned over to soothe her. I thrust harder from behind, and she soothed the little girl, saying, "Oh, oh, baby, be good, oh oh, baby sleep." Damn, that "oh oh" wasn't soothing a child, it was clearly the moaning of a woman being fucked. She really knows how to use things!

She came twice, and I ejaculated once. I wanted to rest a bit before fucking her again, but her phone rang. A waiter at the restaurant told her that He was back, had been at the company all day, and had talked with Yu for a long time. Damn, something happened, that nosy old woman! I need to figure out my escape route. I'll entrust this diary and my treasured collection to Xiao Guo for safekeeping. As for the rest, I'll see how much He knows. I'll go to Hebei tonight and then decide what to do when I get back.

But I'm worried about Chen. She seems very scared and a bit dazed. I suddenly feel a pang of heartache. If He really finds out, will she get beaten when she gets back?

When I saw the scene where Chen was coaxing Chu Chu to sleep with Gong's penis still inside her, I got an erection. I noticed an older woman sitting next to me looking at me, so I quickly used the diary to cover my bulging crotch. Although it was a bit embarrassing, I felt grateful for the diary once again.

In the three years since my wife's affair, I haven't been this hard!

The shadow of being cuckolded has caused me three years of pain. My once proud 18-centimeter member has inexplicably become limp and lifeless. For the first time in my life, I hired a prostitute, paying her 2,000 yuan to help me get an erection, only to disappoint her and humiliate me. I downloaded porn and read erotic articles online, which made my penis flushed, but I only managed a partial erection before it went limp.

I'm a doctor, and I know I'm not physically ill; it's purely psychological. There are many causes of erectile dysfunction, but psychological problems are the hardest to cure! I thought my life was over, but I never expected that Gong's perverted diary could cure this intractable ailment!

I don't know whether to thank Gong or Chen. In the past ten days or so of reading the diary and writing articles, my penis not only regained its former glory, but also repeatedly broke historical records in hardness thanks to Chen's increasingly exciting trysts!

My confidence has returned, and my desire to see my wife is even stronger... What's wrong with this train? Is it crawling? I really want to get off and push it!

My seat has a good view of the restroom door between the carriages. There are many people going in and out. This time, a well-built young woman came out and gracefully turned away. Watching her round buttocks sway with her walk, encased in jeans, I couldn't help but imagine the erotic scene of her pulling down her pants, exposing her buttocks, squatting, and peeing. My manhood instantly sprang to life again.

"Post-reading syndrome of the perverted diary," I couldn't help it!

I reflexively flipped to the April 2nd page of the diary. That day, He found stockings on the floor of Chen's office. Indeed, this was their second office tryst, but before that, an even more bizarre sexual encounter had occurred!

He returned to Beijing on March 31st. That day, Gong had coaxed Chen into their first car sex session, and after that, he was hooked and craved that kind of exciting sex. Unfortunately, He had assigned him many tasks after his return, preventing him from rekindling their passion. Those days were right after Chen's period ended, and with the slow-acting effects of "Nier Water," she was definitely "incredibly horny"! Gong was so anxious!

On the afternoon of April 2nd, He asked Gong to take Chuchu to the catering company first, and then go out to run some business. Gong, burning with desire, was overjoyed… not working under He's watchful eye meant a chance for an affair!

Upon arriving at the catering company, Gong handed Chuchu over to a waiter downstairs. Lunchtime had passed, and the restaurant was in its off-peak period. Chuchu was familiar with several waiters and enjoyed watching fish and crabs, so of course she wouldn't go upstairs and disrupt Uncle Gong's "important business."

In the office on the third floor, Chen, whose period had just ended and who was unusually sensitive, couldn't resist Gong's constant teasing. Her heart began to flutter again, and her mind was filled with shy, conflicting thoughts… Her daughter was downstairs; should she give in to this "little devil's" advances? Just then, she felt the urge to urinate, so she broke free from Gong's grasp and went to the restroom, probably hoping to cool down her aroused desire.

The third floor only houses Chen's office and a finance department. The accountant is a part-time worker who only comes to work a few days at the end of the month, so the third-floor restrooms are usually only used by Chen. Occasionally, when the two restrooms downstairs are full, a few staff members will come up to the third floor.

Gong is a regular customer and knows this situation well. The lingering aftertaste of their car sex the day before yesterday gave him a sudden wicked thought. Hearing that it was quiet downstairs, he boldly sneaked into the women's restroom. There were only three stalls inside, and Chen usually used the innermost one. Although the latch was broken, she didn't pay attention because there was usually no one else around.

When Gong tiptoed in, Chen instinctively covered her lower body and cried out "Ah!" Seeing that it was Gong, she calmed down and complained, "What are you doing in here? You little pervert... Ouch! Look, you've torn your stockings, it's all your fault!" It turned out that in her fright, she straightened up slightly, but she couldn't stop urinating immediately. To prevent the urine from getting on her stockings, she used her fingers to pull on them, and her fingernails tore a small hole in the stockings. But judging from her tone, she didn't seem particularly blaming her impetuous lover; instead, she seemed a hint of surprise.

Gong became even bolder, helping Chen squat down again, and whispering "shh, shh..." in her ear to signal her to finish urinating. Chen was probably afraid of making noise if she struggled, and although there was no one on the third floor, she was still embarrassed, so she could only shyly lean against her lover's chest, urinating softly while enduring his groping of her bare bottom.

Gong had never imagined that "such a beautiful and noble CEO like Ms. Li would be urinating naked in his arms," and a sense of accomplishment welled up within him! Hearing Chen's urination lessen, the emboldened Gong pulled her up, turned her around, and pinned her against the wall.

"I haven't wiped yet... what are you doing?" Before Chen could fully react, Gong was already squatting behind her, saying, "I'll wipe you with my mouth," and his large mouth was already on her wet labia!

Perhaps because of the exciting car sex the day before yesterday, Chen had already anticipated Gong's intentions. Or perhaps because her lover was "wiping her butt" with his tongue, which made her both touched and excited, she not only did not resist, but also involuntarily stuck her butt out a little, making it easier for her lover to "wipe her butt" with his tongue.

A white-collar woman in a business suit was leaning against the bathroom wall, her stockings and panties half-undone on her legs, her plump, round buttocks raised high, letting a man's head penetrate and thrust inside... This scene stirred my imagination, and in a daze, the naked woman became Yan, and the black hair behind her full buttocks became a bald head of "local support for the central government"...

This association made me both annoyed and inexplicably aroused, and my penis became erect again. I quickly lowered my diary to cover my crotch and continued to peek at Chen's erotic affairs...

I couldn't take it anymore, stood up, pulled out my rock-hard penis, and haphazardly thrust it into her tender butt crack. With a "plop," it went in all at once! I don't know if it was because she was so wet, or because I was too familiar with her vagina! She let out a soft "oh," turned around, glared at me with seductive eyes, and said, "Are you crazy? How can you do this here! Damn it, your ass is practically pointing to the sky, and you're still pretending!" I held her waist and kept thrusting, and she made two more "oh" sounds in her throat, quickly covering her mouth and whimpering with her face pressed against the tiled wall.

She seemed to be enjoying it, because the beauty who had been acting all coy just moments before slowly started to wiggle her ass automatically, her soft vagina rubbing against my glans, making me feel like I was about to ejaculate, so I quickly pulled out a little. But the horny beauty wouldn't have it, thrusting her ass back against my big cock, I loved that horny energy of hers!

Just then, we heard footsteps and women's voices outside. We immediately stopped, and Chen became even more nervous, covering her mouth even tighter, as if she didn't dare breathe. It turned out to be two waitresses from the second floor. From what they said, a toilet in the second-floor restroom was clogged, making the whole restroom smell terrible, so they came here to pee. One of them, Xiao Zhang, even tried to push open our door! I was so scared I quickly held the door shut, my hands trembling. I really admire Chen! She was still able to calmly cough lightly and say that someone was there. Xiao Zhang apologized outside, saying, "Oh, it's Mr. Li. I'm sorry," before going into the next stall.

They were a little afraid of Chen, so they had been chattering earlier, but now they were all silent, only the soft sounds of them urinating could be heard. My half-erect penis, which had been terrified, suddenly became hard again upon hearing the girls' urination!

Because the danger had passed, I became bolder and slid my penis a few more times inside her. Unexpectedly, her vagina immediately tensed up and tightened, biting my penis head repeatedly. My penis head jumped from the bites, and she suddenly couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm." The two girls in the next stall must have heard it!

I really admire her composure! She covered her mouth and then said to the girl next door, "Hmm, is Chu Chu being good downstairs?" The girl next door, of course, praised the little girl, saying, "She's very good. She looked at the fish and is telling everyone a story now. Don't worry, Mr. Li." Seeing that she had managed to defuse such a dangerous situation, I excitedly thrust into her a few more times, but in my excitement, I accidentally hit her buttocks twice with a slapping sound. This time, she seemed a little angry, pushing my lower abdomen back with her hands to stop me from thrusting further, while muttering, "Why are there mosquitoes?

City women are so damn smart!" I had no choice but to stay still, holding her waist tightly, letting my big cock soak in her warm little pussy. But just soaking like this, her tender flesh inside was still biting me, it was maddening! She kept covering her mouth, her face flushed red against the wall, her shy and scared look was really charming!

Finally, the two waiters left, and she perked up immediately, not daring to say a word, but reaching behind her to pinch and twist me wildly, probably retaliating for my earlier teasing. But when she turned her face to glare at me, her expression was gentle and lustful! I became more and more excited, and hearing the sound of them coming downstairs outside, I boldly started thrusting into her again! She still kept her buttocks raised, not daring to make a sound, but occasionally let out muffled "mmm" sounds from her nose. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she turned around and softly pleaded, "Please, be gentle!" Her voice was soft and incredibly sweet! Just

that one phrase, "Please, be gentle," made my penis rock hard! I couldn't help but think of what Yan had said to me in bed before, "Husband, be gentle," "Good husband, let me rest a bit"

... My dear wife, did you ever say that to that old man?

Although Gong described this toilet tryst in great detail, it only lasted less than ten minutes.

Shortly after the two attendants left, Chen ejaculated. It was probably her first time in this standing position, and she was exhausted, her back and legs aching. She rested for a while with her bare buttocks raised before begging Gong to let her go. She shyly straightened her clothes and ran back to the office. But Gong hadn't ejaculated yet, so how could he let it go?

He immediately followed her in and saw Chen lifting her skirt to reveal her beautiful thighs, checking the holes in her stockings.

The sight of the beautiful woman lifting her skirt to reveal her jade-like legs further ignited Gong's lust, leading to their second office tryst.

Perhaps the previous bathroom experience was too stimulating, as Gong didn't elaborate much on this office passion. However, according to Gong himself, this time he "fucked her for another half hour. She lay on the sofa, wrapped her legs around my waist, and came once. Then she bent over the table, sticking her ass out, and came again. Finally, fearing that it would take too long and people would suspect something, I thrust hard dozens of times before barely ejaculating. Damn, that woman's pussy was gripping my penis tightly, and I came again..." Some might ask, is Gong exaggerating? How come he seems to get better each time?

If anyone has this question, it's my fault for not explaining the cause and effect clearly. Actually, it wasn't that Gong's sexual ability improved so rapidly, but rather that he frequently took... Viagra to "more firmly hold Chen's heart"!

The "funny stories" about Viagra involve several important plot points, so I'll tell them later.

Regarding the stocking incident, I need to explain here.

Because Gong felt that "it's most comfortable to have her bend over on the table with her bare buttocks exposed, teasing her anus and spanking her buttocks while having sex with her," after Chen had an orgasm on the sofa, Gong, without waiting for her to recover, helped her up to move her to the desk. At this moment, the stockings and underwear, half-undone at her knees, almost tripped Chen, so Gong took them all off and casually tossed them behind the desk.

Later, Gong had just left satisfied when He returned to retrieve some documents. At that time, Chen, still not fully recovered from her intense orgasm, had just found her underwear and put it on, and before she could even look for the stockings, He came in. Although Chen took out her makeup kit to touch up her makeup, if He had been more observant, he would have noticed the blush on his wife's face, typical of someone who had just had an orgasm, and the air in the office thick with the scent of their secret tryst.

Later, Chen, probably to escape her embarrassment and guilt, left for a while. He then inadvertently discovered the stockings on the floor and began to suspect his wife for the second time.

The train continued its rumble towards Datong.

Looking at the beautiful Chen in the photos, my heart remained unsettled for a long time.

Of the dozen or so photos Gong left behind, the one that best showcased Chen's beauty was a full-body shot of her in a dark gray business suit, standing in front of a restaurant company. Half-turned, her tall, slender body was framed, her face bearing a soft, charming smile. Her hair was styled in a high bun, and her left thumb casually hooked the hem of her suit jacket, playful yet dignified. The fitted waist of the business suit, paired with black stockings and black stilettos, further accentuated her elegant, sophisticated, and capable urban woman style.

Judging from Chen's natural and easy smile, the photographer's skill, and the image quality, this photo was likely taken by He with a high-end SLR camera before Chen's affair. How happy He would be if Chen were always the beautiful and virtuous white-collar wife in the photo!

My wife Yan also has a tall, slender figure, a similarly beautiful face, and an elegant temperament. She also has a similar business suit, navy blue. Every time I see her graceful figure in that suit going to work, I sincerely thank God for giving me such a beautiful wife that everyone envies!

But now, I keep seeing the image of my wife, like Chen in the office, having her skirt lifted, stockings and underwear pulled down by that old man, her bare buttocks exposed, lying on the edge of the desk being "fucked"! I'm

about to see my wife again, about to express my determination to rebuild our love nest. Strangely, this lingering image of my naked wife doesn't make me angry at all; instead, it gives me a strange excitement!

God! Has Gong's diary made me perverted too? 02-01
Lost Apricot (06)

Actually, I have more than one surprise for my wife, but three.

The mother of one of my good friends is an old prison guard in the women's prison where Yan is serving her sentence. She usually takes good care of Yan. Yan has also performed very well in prison and has made two merits. One was when her cellmate attempted suicide, but she found out in time and saved her life. The other was when she unintentionally stopped a fight between two groups of prisoners. Half a year ago, my friend's mother told me that Yan's situation definitely met the conditions for a sentence reduction. So, with her help, I got in touch with the director and deputy director in charge of sentence reduction applications. I also got in touch with the relevant leaders of the municipal court and the municipal procuratorate in charge of approval and supervision, based on their guidance.

After nearly half a year of twists and turns, things finally came to a satisfactory conclusion. Last week, the director of the detention center told me that the sentence reduction application had finally been approved and my wife could be released from prison next month. But to surprise my wife, I begged my friend's mother to have all the prison guards in the detention center keep it a secret from her. During the necessary interviews for her sentence reduction, they all lied to her, saying they were just trying to help her and she shouldn't have too much hope.

Although my wife turned against me at the last minute and even went to jail for me, she still felt deeply guilty about her infidelity, believing she was no longer good enough for me, and that the happy times we shared were gone forever. Today, what a surprise she would be if she heard me tell her about our decision to rebuild our love nest and my early release!

The second surprise is about our future. I have a college classmate named Cheng in Beijing. We were inseparable during our school days, like brothers who would "spend money together, chase girls together, and share hardships together." Over two years ago, he started a liver disease hospital in Beijing, inviting many liver disease experts to join. I'm his best friend, and I have expertise in hepatitis B treatment, so he strongly invited me to join, promising me a 5% share as a technical investment. This was originally a huge opportunity for me, but at the time I was going through the darkest period of my life, feeling disheartened and uninterested in anything, so I politely declined.

As I slowly began to accept my wife again, especially after hearing the good news last week that she had been released early, my youthful ideals, aspirations, and fighting spirit were all rekindled! I immediately called Cheng, and the reply was: "My arms are always open to you!" Two days later, Cheng replied again: "The hepatitis B specialist clinic, medical facilities, and nursing staff are all set up for you; the hospital has created a new financial manager position, just waiting for your wife to help me manage the money; I've provided a one-stop service, even renting a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment for you; get over here within five days, or else!"

This guy, usually so carefree, is a man of his word, and incredibly efficient!

How much anticipation and joy my wife will feel if she hears this news—leaving behind the place of her past heartbreak and starting a new life with her in Beijing!

Of course, in terms of surprise, tonight's arrangements were definitely the biggest surprise for my wife!

Today is our ninth wedding anniversary. The day before yesterday, I secretly asked my friend's mother to help me apply for a visiting couple's room. When I arrived at the detention center in the evening, I didn't go to see my wife. Instead, I had my friend's mother take me to the couple's room first. When I saw it, it was decorated in red and green, really like a bridal chamber! The deputy director who accompanied me (we had already "made it" to become friends) said seriously, "This kind of arrangement is already against the rules. Don't tell anyone!" Then he grinned lewdly and said, "Brother, be careful tonight."

I thanked the deputy director and my friend's mother profusely and saw them off. I took a red embroidered brocade quilt from my suitcase, spread it on the large bed in the center of the "bridal chamber," and then placed a white wedding dress on top of the red brocade quilt. Nine years ago, in our bridal chamber, my wife wore this very dress and personally laid out this brocade quilt. The red satin, embroidered with mandarin ducks and peach blossoms, reflected her shy, pretty face—truly a picture of "a face as beautiful as peach blossoms!"

But I wonder if that peach-blossom-like face is still the same tonight?

Red roses, white roses, nine red candles lit on the large cake, crimson wine, a white wedding dress laid out on the red brocade quilt, and the "groom," kneeling before her in the same black suit he wore nine years ago!

Yan, dressed in prison garb, covered her mouth, her eyes wide, stunned and speechless for a long time. She should know the prison guard brought her to the visiting couples' room, and that I was definitely waiting inside. Before, when she saw other female prisoners being sent to the visiting couples' room, she might have secretly hoped for it too, but I, "this heartless one," always disappointed her!

But this grand and romantic arrangement before her was definitely beyond her imagination!

"Yan, my wife, let's start over!" I pulled a small ring box from my pocket, opened it, and handed it to her. The small diamond inside sparkled. "Just consider it marrying me again, okay?" Tears welled up in her beautiful, sorrowful eyes.

"No! No way..." Yan suddenly cried out after realizing what I meant, and turned to run towards the door.

I stood up and rushed to the door, blocking her way and pulling her tightly into my arms. She struggled fiercely, pounding my shoulders with her fists, but she couldn't break free from my strong embrace. Finally, she wrapped her arms around me, buried her head in my chest, and began to sob.

She cried for almost ten minutes. I, too, couldn't help but shed tears, letting out low sobs. And so we held each other tightly, sobbing and trembling, without saying a word...

Yan finally stopped crying and looked up at her tear-streaked face.

"Why are you crying? You're a grown man..." I hadn't heard that tender, loving complaint in so many years! Looking at her face, which had been pale just moments before, now flushed, I knew that my beloved wife had returned!

Yes, I had known since childhood the ancient saying, "A man doesn't easily shed tears," and since the day my father passed away, I had never cried again. When I discovered my wife's infidelity, I didn't cry. When I learned she had accidentally killed someone for me, I didn't cry. Even watching her being taken to prison, I still didn't cry. But today I cried—a man's tears flowed freely! Perhaps I should have cried three years ago. After holding it in for three years, I finally cried!

I cried with such grievance! I cried with such pain! I cried with such joy!

"Are we both done crying?" I lovingly wiped away my wife's tears, and then, just like on our wedding night nine years ago, I slowly lifted her chin with my fingers and gently kissed her red lips. It

had been over three years since I last kissed her, and my kiss was clumsy. Yan was also a little uncomfortable; her shyly closed eyes blinked gently, her curved eyelashes trembled, and her slightly dry lips didn't even know how to respond to my kiss. But slowly, we rediscovered the feeling we once had. Our lips began to purse and bite, our tongues exploring beyond our teeth, intertwining and entwining...

As I lifted my wife by the waist and carried her towards the bathroom, she wrapped her arms around my neck, closed her eyes, pursed her lips, and smiled shyly, just like the loving couple we were in our honeymoon!

That ugly prison uniform finally slipped to her feet, and the beautiful body that had once haunted my dreams was finally before me again! I carried my naked wife into the bathtub, which was already filled with warm water. I went to the room and brought back a bunch of red roses, then tore them off petal by petal and scattered them on the water... Amidst my wife's silent emotion and shyness, I gently applied shampoo and shower gel to her, personally washing away the grime and shame...

I helped my still somewhat hesitant, naked wife change into a white wedding dress, her curvaceous, mature body faintly visible through the semi-transparent gown. Just like nine years ago, I excitedly lifted my angelic bride and slowly led her to the bridal chamber…

A moment of passion on this night is priceless! Tonight, we will be together all night long, passionately entwined!

Three years in prison, except for slightly rough skin on my hands, Yan's entire body remained unchanged!

Her skin was still so delicate and fair, her breasts still so full and firm, her waist still so slender and alluring, her hips still so firm and round, and her secret place still as tender and juicy as a peach…

Such a beautiful body, four years ago, was stolen from me because of my negligence! But I was luckier than He. When the old man declared he would take me, my wife suddenly realized her mistake and turned against me. At that time, her heart had already returned to me.

But I know that what won her heart back then was only six years of marital affection, not the slowly fading love! And today, the surprise I arranged, the long embrace and tears, the deep kiss, the romantic petals, the second proposal—I believe our passion has been rekindled, our love has returned!

And as a catalyst for our love, our sex life was also in full swing…

From her forehead to her lips, to her pink neck, to her nipples, to her navel, I had never kissed my wife so carefully before, almost as if I were giving her a second bath with my lips and tongue… When I kissed her pubic hair, my wife opened her legs slightly with emotion, then nervously closed them again. I peeked out from between her jade-like legs, looked at my wife affectionately, and begged her with my eyes to let me return to our old haunts. My wife looked at me softly and sighed, then slowly opened her legs.

I knew she still had the psychological shadow of her infidelity, and as her husband, I had a responsibility to help her overcome this shadow with my true feelings and tenderness! Her

dark pubic hair formed a small inverted triangle, lying neatly on her full mons pubis, as if combed. Her two tightly closed labia majora were thick and pink, and what fascinated me most was that with the slightest touch, her tender vulva would glisten with moisture. I used to jokingly call it a “peach,” which often made my wife kick me with her feet, both ashamed and delighted.

But today, perhaps due to psychological barriers, or perhaps because of the prolonged drought, the "peach" is slow to ripen. This suddenly reminded me of another "peach."

Of the dozen or so photos Gong left behind, five weren't actually photographs, but rather prints on color printers using photocopying paper. The resolution wasn't high, and the quality wasn't great, but they were enough to make me treasure them, because three of them were of Chen's genitals!

Strangely enough, Chen's genitals looked remarkably like a swallow's! Her pubic hair was even sparser than a swallow's, distributed in fine strips, softly adhering to the high, rounded mons pubis as if combed. The labia majora were also smooth and hairless, appearing pink and beautiful. The only difference was that the labia majora were slightly separated, while the labia minora were a little longer than a swallow's, peeking out halfway from the vulva, slightly turned to the sides like a half-open lily. The vulva was slightly parted, revealing a bright red clitoris, as glistening and round as a swallow's, peeking out delicately.

According to Gong's diary, two photos were taken "before sex," and another "after sex," all taken secretly with a mobile phone at different times in the morning when no one was looking. But all three close-ups shared two common features: swollen labia, glistening with moisture.

If her lover could make their "peach" overflow with juice, why couldn't she?

A surge of competitiveness welled up within me, and I immediately pressed my lips to my wife's peach-like vulva, unleashing my long-dormant tongue skills. "Eek..." my wife moaned softly, her legs clamping around my cheeks, her hands pushing against my head, but not forcefully, which only fueled my excited licking.

Persistence paid off; finally, nectar seeped from her vulva! A little sour, a little salty, and with a slightly tantalizingly musky smell! This long-lost taste made my manhood even more aroused! I pressed my advantage, gently parting her engorged labia, revealing the bright red petals and clitoris, and began another frenzied licking and sucking.

"Eek...mmm...husband...mmm..." My wife, who had been pushing me away, now pressed her head firmly, her hips arching upwards, forcefully feeding me the glistening nectar from her vulva. My sensitive and passionate wife was back!

"Husband... come on, come on..." My wife slowly loosened her legs around me, slightly raised her upper body, and gently pulled my head up.

How familiar those arousal movements were!

"Yes, sir!" I lay on top of my wife, whispering her favorite love phrase in her ear. Then, she bent her legs slightly apart, and I aimed at her entrance and thrust in. With a soft "Oh," she let out a soft moan, and my large glans slid in! Just like before, it felt like a fish in water, seamless!

In those few seconds as I slowly penetrated her tight, untouched flower path, my heart cried out: I'm back! My heart exclaimed: What a wonderful wife! My heart vowed: I will love her well and never let anyone else take her away again!

"Husband... be gentle... you, how did you get so... big..."

"Your husband has always been this big, it's just that you... are too tight!" I had originally wanted to tease her for "not knowing her own worth and going to find an old man as a lover," but suddenly realized that this would evoke painful memories, so I quickly changed my words.

"Then can I go slower, baby..."

"Mmm...no, I'm getting used to it...you can go faster...mmm, husband, faster..." My wife's flower path was getting wetter and wetter. Although it was still tight, it was much smoother to thrust in and out. I straightened up and knelt between her legs, holding her jade-like thighs, and gradually increased the speed and force. Thump, thump, thump, I began the first round of thrusts rhythmically...

"Oh, oh oh...husband, slower...mmm...no, no, faster, faster...oh, God! It's killing me...I've reached it! God, faster, faster...oh oh, oh...husband, husband, I...love you!" My wife, who had been suffering from a long drought, quickly reached orgasm, moaning and calling out passionately, as if she wanted to expel all the shame, grievances, and pain of the past few years from her throat!

As her moans subsided, I slowly leaned down, gently pressing my chest against her full breasts, feeling the tenderness and erectness of her nipples… I pressed my still-erect member tightly against her clitoris, continuing to feel the undulating flesh inside… I brought my ear to her mouth, listening to her soft panting…

I suddenly remembered that Gong had written in his diary that he loved to gently touch Chen's nipples with his chest like this, to press his “big penis” tightly against Chen's undulating clitoris, and to listen to Chen's soft panting… God! How could this diary be influencing me now?

I shook my head, forcefully banishing the image of Chen from my mind, turned my wife over, and, supporting her plump, white buttocks, began my second assault.

“Husband, have you really forgiven me?” My wife climaxed for the third time, and I finally released all the pent-up desire of the past three years into her vagina. As we embraced tightly, my wife asked timidly.

“Silly boy, if I hadn’t forgiven you, would we be like this… intimately connected?”

“You’re being silly! I… I mean, don’t you care that I was… not clean?” As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again.

“Yan, my darling, you are the only darling I have in my life! It was my own fault for not cherishing you and losing you, but now I’ve finally won you back, my darling is back to its rightful owner! I’m overjoyed! How could I…” I suddenly remembered the words of the old British man in the novel, and it made so much sense, “Darling, you’ve been lost, you’ve made mistakes, but three years ago when you stopped that old man from killing me, you’ve already atoned… These past three years have been so hard on you! I’ve actually forgiven you long ago, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it, so… so my heart suffered for three more years in vain! I’m sorry, my wife!”

“Husband, sob sob…” My wife started crying again, burying her face in my arms, sobbing loudly, her tears soaking my chest. But I believe that this time her crying was a release, a liberation!

"I'm officially warning you, don't mention anything like 'unclean' again, understand? If you do, your husband won't be polite and will spank you hard! Hmm?"

"Hmm, hmm! Husband... you're the best man in the world!" It seems I really should thank that old British man!

"Good that you know... wipe away your tears! Look, look, it's almost two o'clock, we don't have much time left..."

"Husband..."

"What is it now?"

"I was thinking about it again!"

"What were you thinking about?"

"My body, um... unclean..."

"You! Aren't you asking for a beating?"

"Hmm, I deserve a beating, hit me..."

"Where should I hit you?"

"Butt... butt..." "

You little vixen!" "

Hehe..."

"Slap, slap slap!"

"Husband, be gentle..." That night, we were filled with passion, poured out our hearts to each other, and entwined in a passionate embrace.

Endless lovemaking, endless words, endless flirting...

The next day, I bid a tearful farewell to my wife and returned to Xi'an, selling my clinic to a friend who practiced medicine for a very low price, and two days later I set off for Beijing.

The working environment at the liver disease hospital, both in terms of facilities and staff, far exceeded my expectations! Although the work was busy, it was fulfilling and dignified! Sister-in-law Cheng arranged everything for me perfectly, and in her spare time, she even accompanied me sightseeing in Beijing and to bars—she's such a virtuous and capable sister-in-law!

In the past three years, I haven't felt so fulfilled and happy! All the bad luck and misfortune have finally left me!

Finally, the day arrived to pick up my wife from prison. I asked Cheng for three days off and flew to Datong overnight.

During the two days in the Hyatt Hotel's luxury suite, my wife and I didn't leave the room, making love all night long.

Except for a quick change of clothes when the waiter brought food into the room, we hardly wore any clothes for those two days. After making love, we'd shower, then flirt and make love again, occasionally whispering sweet nothings and taking a nap naked… Poor Sister-in-law Cheng bought so many beautiful clothes for my wife, they're still quietly lying in her suitcase!

Last time, in our "prison bridal chamber," to completely dispel my wife's doubts, I not only confessed my affair with that Peking Opera actress, but also briefly told her about He Yuchen's tragedy. She didn't seem particularly interested in my infidelity, but was very interested in Chen's story, even crying halfway through.

These past two days, during breaks in our lovemaking, she's been pestering me to continue telling Chen's story. Although I know the story by heart, it's clear I'm not a good storyteller. As I tell it, I get drawn into Chen's scandalous affairs myself, and can't help but pick up my naked wife to "revisit" the plot.

Later, I got so tired that I simply took out Gong's diary for her to read while I rested and recharged! At first, she scoffed at Gong's vulgar and obscene writing, but when she heard that the diary was a "cure" for her husband's impotence, her curiosity kept her reading.

After about two hours, I was awakened by a soft sobbing sound. My wife was engrossed in the book and didn't notice my movements. Watching her expressions was quite amusing! One moment she was biting her lip, blushing; the next she was staring wide-eyed as if she couldn't believe Gong's perverted behavior; then she was chuckling to herself; then tears streamed down her cheeks… Occasionally she'd let out a soft "tsk tsk" of regret: "This silly woman, so stupid…" Later, perhaps touched by some erotic scene, she couldn't help but reach out and gently caress her full, white breasts, even lightly pinching one of her erect nipples with two fingers. The eroticism in the book aroused my wife, but the eroticism outside the book made my "little guy" restless again!

My wife was awakened by my increasingly heavy breathing. Seeing me pretending to be asleep while spying on her "embarrassing state," she was both ashamed and angry, lunging at me to pinch me. I retaliated by tickling her, but immediately, the pinching and tickling turned into kisses and caresses… I reached down to my "peach" that I had just washed, and there it was, muddy again!

As I expertly slid my "big guy" back onto the muddy flower path, a thought suddenly struck me: Gong's diary wasn't entirely without merit! Women can be quite horny sometimes...

"Wife, come on top, my back's a bit sore." This was our fourth time having sex since moving into the suite, and for the first time, I begged my wife for mercy.

"Ha, already sore? Someone said yesterday that you have to be a 'nth time' man, hehe..." My wife said softly, skillfully flipping me over, her eyes and lips brimming with seductive charm.

"I meant my back! You dare laugh at me? Watch me thrust! Thrust! I'll fuck you to death!" I accidentally blurted out a vulgarity.

"Oh! Oh! Be gentle... Oh... Honey, you're swearing... You've been corrupted by that Gong...!"

"No way! That perverted guy, how could I be like him?"

"Hmm... Hmph..." My wife lay on top of me, seductively rubbing her tender nipples against my chest, teasing me and herself, then suddenly looked at me mysteriously, "I see you not only imitate that pervert, but also... you like Chen, don't you? Hehe..."

"No, no! How could that be? I don't even know her..." I never thought I would like Chen, but after my wife said that, I felt a little flustered. I quickly flipped her over, grabbed her waist, and started thrusting hard. "You little vixen, you tricked me! I'll teach you to talk nonsense! I'll teach you to talk nonsense! Ah, ah! I'll fuck you to death! So what if I've become bad! I'll fuck you to death! Fuck, fuck!"

"Oh, oh... Husband, slow down! Oh! I know I was wrong! I won't talk nonsense anymore! Hehe... Oh, oh..." In waves of intense trembling and spasms, the "bad" me and the "wrong" wife were like waves on the beach, rolling on the crest of desire again and again, finally slowly disappearing on the soft sand...

The wonderful time passed especially quickly, and these two days, which were far better than the honeymoon, were over in a flash. We had originally planned to party for three days and three nights, but my wife suddenly told me that she wanted to go to her hometown in Suzhou to visit her parents. On the third day, I had no choice but to check out of the hotel. After a tearful farewell, my wife headed south to Suzhou. I stayed in Datong to handle some miscellaneous matters and returned to Beijing on time on the fourth day.

My wife said that visiting her parents in Suzhou was a plan she had made before her release from prison, but she had been too busy being with me these past two days to discuss it with me. Having finally been released early, it was only natural for her to go back to her hometown to visit her parents, to tell them the good news of our reconciliation and starting a new life in Beijing, and to bring them comfort and joy. How could I stop her? I originally wanted to go with her, but considering I only had three days off and many patients were waiting for me, I had to give up.

Yan's parents were both educated youth from Suzhou who came to Datong, only moving back to their hometown in Suzhou in the early 1990s. After graduating from university in 1994, Yan originally wanted to stay in Shanghai to work for a foreign company, but her father's old comrade-in-arms helped her find a good job in Datong. Her parents felt that a public institution job was stable, so they persuaded her to work in Datong for a few years first. And so, the obedient Yan returned to Datong, which led to our meeting, falling in love, and marriage.

Yan said she had some matters to attend to with her parents, which would take at least a week, maybe half a month. She wouldn't tell me exactly when she'd return to Beijing, wanting to surprise me!

"Just a week or two, can you hold back? No cheating! Bring home any opera singers or drum singers! When you come back, I'll... do a surprise inspection! Understand, hmm?" As I saw Yan off at the train station, my wife, having just wiped away her tears, regained her charm and playfulness, daring to secretly touch my "big guy" on the platform.

"Then... can I masturbate a few times myself?" I was also getting a little aroused by her touch, and teasingly asked in her ear.

"No! Not even once! Be a good girl and hold it in, because when the time comes, I'll... take them all! Hehe..."

"You little vixen... you also need to be honest with me, do you still have a gigolo hiding back home, and you specially go there for a rendezvous?" After two days of intimate moments, we no longer avoided such teasing.

"Hmph! Not just pretty boys, old and young, fat and thin, I have plenty of lovers... but you're not allowed to cheat on me, wait till I get back... I'll drain you dry like a mummy..." "

Heavens! I married Wu Zetian! Ouch, it hurts! Ouch..."

"Watch me pinch you, my male favorite! Hehe..." On the plane to Beijing, I held Gong's diary, but I was a little afraid to read it, because I remembered what Yan said the night before last.

Have I really fallen for Chen? How could I! I haven't even seen her face!

But for the past two months, whenever I think of Chen's story, what is that bittersweet feeling that often wells up in my heart? I began to carefully examine my emotional journey over the past two months, and finally slowly discovered a fact I had to admit...

I remember reminding everyone before that you shouldn't put yourself in He's shoes while reading this article.

But unfortunately, as the author, I have, and very deeply, to the point of heartbreak! To the point of hating Chen to the bone! And now, after finally managing to break free from the role of "He," I've unfortunately discovered... I've fallen in love with her!

Yes, not just like, but love! A genuine feeling of love!

Perhaps it was from the moment I decided to accept Yan back, or perhaps from the moment I forgave Chen in my heart as I forgave Yan, or perhaps even earlier—in short, without realizing it, I've fallen in love with a woman I've never met!

I couldn't help but take out Chen's photo again, even though there was an empty seat next to me, I was still very careful, like a thief.

Chen is truly beautiful! She has the elegant air of a modern urban professional! Gong said in a diary entry that he thought she resembled "the wife of a big boss" from the TV series "Never Forgiveness," I think he was referring to Liu Weiwei, who played Chu Jie in the series. I've also watched that TV series and greatly admire that actress. Chen and she did indeed resemble each other somewhat, with fair, oval faces, delicate noses, and charmingly curved eyes when they smiled. Especially striking was her long, jet-black hair, sometimes naturally cascading down her back and over her shoulders, sometimes piled high on her head—she was undeniably an elegant urban woman! But

when my gaze fell upon a close-up of a face printed on a photocopy, a pang of jealousy welled up inside me. Her once elegant eyes were now half-closed in a coquettish manner, her cheeks flushed slightly and dotted with fine beads of sweat, a few strands of hair clinging messily to her face, and her sensual red lips slightly upturned, as if telling a story, or perhaps moaning… This was a quick snapshot taken by Gong with his phone after one of Chen's orgasms. Chen noticed and asked him to delete it, but Gong secretly kept it and printed it out as a "trophy." Of

the five "photos" printed on the photocopy, besides the four mentioned above, there was also a picture of her beautiful buttocks. Gong had taken it secretly while Chen was asleep, using a light, so it was exceptionally clear. Perhaps to capture the small birthmark in the cleft of her buttocks, the image also showed Gong's thumb spreading Chen's buttocks apart, the dark, thick man's thumb contrasting sharply with the fair and delicate skin of the young woman's buttocks!

The light red birthmark was indeed very clear, like a tiny red plum blossom in a snowy valley! And not far away, in the deepest part of the valley, there was another small, shyly blooming, pale brown chrysanthemum that made my heart pound! Even more lewd, there was a flattened peach sandwiched below the valley, white juice overflowing from its crevice…

From that elegant full-body photo in a business suit, to the expression of climax, and then to these incredibly lewd close-ups of private parts, I couldn't help but ask myself, what kind of woman is Chen?

I answered myself in my heart… She is a beautiful and romantic woman! She is a woman who appears shrewd and capable on the outside, but is fragile and passionate on the inside! She is a woman who has betrayed her husband and family! She is a woman who throws herself into the arms of her lover without regard for anything else, shameless for her lover!

She is a red apricot that has strayed beyond the wall! She is a moth drawn to the light!

This is a woman I shouldn't love!

Yet, I've fallen for her!

Looking at the hazy clouds outside the cabin, my feelings grew clearer. God! My beloved Yan is back in my arms, and I love her even more than before! But how can I also love another woman at the same time?

Can a person love two people at the same time?

I tried to analyze the differences between these two loves in my mind, and finally found a clue: comparatively, my love for Chen is more selfless; deep down, I hope Chen can return to He's arms and be reunited. My love for Yan is about the unity of body and soul, while my love for Chen is a silent, unrequited love, or perhaps a Platonic love—I'm happy as long as she's happy.

My love is fundamentally different from Gong's "low-level tastes"!

Having figured this out, I felt much lighter, and then, feeling quite pleased with myself, I casually flipped through my diary.

I am a noble person; I need to examine what those who haven't yet escaped "low-level tastes" are doing.

To be fair, however, Gong's diary, filled with "lowbrow humor" and of poor writing quality, often contains some brilliant strokes that sometimes make me laugh, sometimes give me insights into life, and sometimes stir my imagination and arouse my desires...

"Bitch? Dick? Interesting, that's how these two characters are written! I've been writing 'bitch' and 'dick' for half my life, haha! But the shape of the character for 'bitch' really does look like it! Seeing it, I feel like I see Chen spreading her legs and opening her beautiful, horny pussy to me! The character for 'dick' doesn't look like it, it's superfluous! My 'dick' looks more like it, not only does it have a big head, but the vertical stroke is the rod, and the two hanging on the sides are the testicles, hehe! From now on, I'll use 'bitch' and 'dick' to write it. Now, when I see the character for 'bitch' in the dictionary, I actually get hard! Damn it!"

"Damn it, she made me watch 'Titanic' with her again, I don't know how many times she's seen it! I think, she doesn't care about her hard-earning husband, she'd rather be fucked by this poor bastard over and over again, it's all because of these foreign films! Hehe!"

"Women are so strange! Even after so many times, she's still shy. She's naked down there, but won't let me take off her top! But when I'm fucking her until she's blushing and rolling her eyes, she raises her hands to take off her clothes, and automatically lifts her back when I unhook her bra. Isn't that what I did to her? What was with all that ladylike act?!"

"No matter how noble or beautiful a woman is, she becomes cheap after you fuck her! Chen used to be so noble, but now she doesn't seem to care about her body at all. After we're done, she runs naked to the bathroom, and then runs naked back, her breasts swaying in front of me without a care! When I go to the bathroom to wash my face, she sits naked on the toilet and pees without even trying to hide it from me. She's just like my stinky old woman!"

"The more I look at Chen, the more she resembles the wife of that big boss in 'Never Forgive'! Damn, none of those big bosses are good! They only sleep with other people's wives! When I fuck Chen, looking at her horny face, I feel like I'm avenging all the women and their husbands who were ruined by those big bosses in the movie!"

"City women are so damn delicate! They get angry with me all the time, but I have a solution: I fuck them! Fuck them and they calm down! Fuck them and they become as gentle as a kitten!"

"After seeing the website my fellow villager recommended, I increasingly think city stuff like stockings and thongs are really beautiful! They make my dick grow so much bigger… I went to that sex shop, gritted my teeth, and spent half a month's salary on several sets. When I secretly gave them to her in the office, seeing her surprised expression, I felt it was worth it! I immediately made her put on those open-crotch stockings, and seeing them made my dick so hard! I really wanted to take her right there and then!"

"He Zhen is such a fucking idiot! He didn't even know his wife's bra and wet panties were in my pocket! While helping him get his luggage from the trunk, I secretly rubbed against Chen's breasts; I could feel the hard, erect nipples even through her sweater! Damn, one's an idiot! The other's a slut!"

"At noon today on the big bed in the villa, I came twice, and she came at least five or six times. It was fucking awesome! When we got back, her panties were so wet she couldn't wear them anymore, and there were no spares to be found, so she had to go back to the company wearing stockings with her buttocks bare. Thinking about how she wasn't wearing panties under her skirt, I got hard again while driving! After dropping her off at her office, I insisted that she lift her skirt so I could see, or I wouldn't leave. She had no choice but to blush and lift it up for me. Flesh-colored stockings covered her plump, tender vulva, and I could see her pubic hair, labia, and vulva clearly. It was such a fucking temptation! Ignoring her resistance, I touched her through the stockings for a long time. He, that beast, called to urge me to leave, so I reluctantly left. I thought to myself, her stockings are soaked too. I wonder if she'll take them off too and just wear her skirt with her buttocks bare? Hehe..." I continued flipping through the diary, skimming the lines for the most erotic and stimulating words. My hand, which was quickly flipping through the diary, suddenly stopped on a certain page. This time, what attracted me was two words... "Viagra".

Gong

's diary mentioned Viagra more than once, the earliest being in February. At that time, Chen had already begun to obey him, but he was not satisfied because he felt that he should "completely defeat He the beast even in sex", so as to completely dominate Chen in body and mind! So he bought Viagra from his fellow villager, but after trying it for a while, he found that they were all fake. He confronted his fellow villager, who said that genuine American Viagra costs more than 100 yuan per pill. You bought a bunch for 300 yuan, so of course it was domestic. If you wanted to buy genuine Viagra, you should have said so earlier. Give me the money and I'll get it for you!

Gong was afraid of being cheated again, so he went online to find genuine Viagra, but the dazzling advertisements made him unable to distinguish between real and fake, and he dared not buy it randomly. One day, while waiting for He in his car, he noticed a bottle of Sanjiu Weitai (a Chinese medicine for stomach ailments) in He's handbag. His stomach was feeling a bit upset, so he opened it, intending to swallow a pill at random. To his surprise, it contained the familiar blue pills! There were over twenty of them! He figured He was rich, so they must be genuine. He quickly swapped the real Viagra in the bottle with the fake one he was reluctant to throw away.

In his diary, Gong even wrote a special "confession" about this…

“Mr. He, I'm so sorry! Although I hate you, I've never stolen anything from you (not counting my wife). This is the first time! But don't blame me, it's all for your wife! It doesn't matter if you use it or I use it, as long as Chen is happy!” I discovered that Gong sometimes really does have a touch of dark humor!

But even darker "humor" was yet to come, something most people couldn't imagine, and something He would never believe!

That day was He's birthday. As in previous years, Chen had booked a table at a Western restaurant a few days in advance to celebrate his birthday, and even Chu Chu was sent to her grandparents' house a day early. Perhaps it was guilt towards her husband, or perhaps this birthday reminded her of their years of marriage, but Chen seemed quite excited and eager for this special birthday celebration for the two of them, even making Gong jealous.

I couldn't quite grasp Chen's state of mind at the time, but when Gong expressed excessive resentment and jealousy, Chen finally said something reasonable: "He's still my husband, he still...loves me, what's wrong with me celebrating his birthday?" This terrified Gong, and her hatred for He intensified beyond measure!

Perhaps God was reading a book of black humor those days, specifically to help the twisted Gong!

The night before her birthday, an urgent call came from Shenzhen, saying there was a critical situation, and He had to rush to Shenzhen early the next morning, ruining their romantic birthday night! He apologized many times for this, but Chen was still very unhappy. That afternoon, He called Chen several times to apologize during his banquet in Shenzhen, but he was always interrupted by guests. Not wanting to offend the VIPs, He arranged to call Chen's home at 8 pm.

Gong was present during Chen's call, and seeing the resentment and anger on Chen's face, he was secretly delighted…

“Mr. He, you can go about your business! Don't worry, I'll take care of your wife! I'll swallow the Viagra you bought me and serve your wife well! Heh…” That evening, Chen, deeply disappointed in her husband who “lived with a mask of hypocrisy,” naturally spent time with Gong again. The absence of the romantic atmosphere of a rendezvous with Chu Chu at home, the sweet words of her lover, and the romantic scenes of *Titanic* on the DVD allowed Chen to temporarily forget her troubles and resentment, and slowly, she immersed herself in her lover's intimacy.

Because He said he would call at 8 pm, Chen had to wait by the phone, initially hesitant and reserved, trying not to let Gong “go too far.” However, a woman in love is soft-hearted, and even more so physically! Under her lover's persistent demands, a passionate French kiss soon began. One of her heavy, jade-like breasts was pulled from the front of her nightgown and fondled by Gong, while her private parts were swollen and engorged from his caresses, her small, sexy panties beginning to glisten with moisture…

“Ring ring ring…” The annoying phone rang at that moment. Chen was jolted awake from her passion, gently pushing her lover away, and making a shushing gesture with her index finger to her red lips. Then she turned and knelt on the sofa armrest, picking up the phone: “Hello…” The sexy shushing gesture, the alluring, shy gaze, and the seductive posture of kneeling and bending over to answer the phone all felt “incredibly tempting” to Gong!

Beneath the white, semi-transparent nightgown, she wore only a purple bra and panties. Her two round, plump buttocks were fully exposed by the semi-transparent nightgown, and the thin purple straps of her erotic panties were faintly visible. What was even more irresistible was that while talking on the phone, the young woman's round buttocks swayed "so alluringly!" Any man would find this irresistible, let alone a pervert like Gong!

He gently lifted the hem of the nightgown to the young woman's waist and excitedly caressed her smooth, delicate buttocks with both hands.

Chen turned around and glared at him angrily, pushing and slapping him a few times with one hand, but afraid that her husband on the phone would notice if she moved too much, and with her lover so persistent, she had no choice but to give up and let him take liberties with her.

Gong's lust grew bolder and bolder, pulling Chen's underwear down to her buttocks, and even bringing his nose to smell the wet crotch of the underwear. The "sultry fragrance" strongly stimulated him, making him "excitedly bury his mouth and nose in that soft and fragrant white crevice", savoring the honey of the wife's flesh peach while she was talking to her husband on the phone!

He also reached into Chen's pajamas and tore off her bra, "licking her vulva while playing with her soft breasts, and hearing her angry and coquettish voice to her husband in his ears, it was such a stimulating enjoyment!" Chen occasionally twisted her buttocks, reached back to push Gong's head, and pulled Gong's hand that was touching her breasts into her clothes, but she could not get rid of her lover's persistent harassment. She could only respond to her husband with "uh-huhs", but her body had to try its best to suppress the rising lust. However, unable to resist the teasing of his tongue, the young woman's vulva continued to flow with increasing amounts of nectar.

This unusual stimulation fueled Gong's lust, and he took advantage of the situation, pulling out his "big penis" and rubbing it against her already wet and juicy vulva, ready to penetrate her at any moment.

Chen realized Gong's intentions, and her remaining rationality made her "tense her legs and clench her buttocks" in a desperate resistance. Fortunately, He said on the phone that his phone was almost out of battery and that he would call her again when he arrived at the hotel. As soon as

she hung up, Chen turned around and pounced on Gong, pinching and biting him, coquettishly saying, "You little rascal! I'll teach you to be naughty! I'll teach you to harass me..." Gong actually enjoyed the "punishment" of the beauty...

Although she pinched and bit him, it was clear that she wasn't really angry, but rather somewhat excited! While talking to her husband on the phone, her breasts were being played with by him, and her vulva was being licked until it was sticky and wet! It seems that not only he, but she also enjoys this kind of stimulation! Looks like we can play like this again... She pinned me down and pinched me wildly, tearing my shirt open and pinching my flesh directly... But I didn't resist at all, just held her tightly. She was only wearing a thin nightgown, her breasts rubbing against my chest like she wasn't wearing any, it felt so good!

She was sitting on me with her legs apart, my hard penis pressing against her soft little pussy. I deliberately rubbed it against her pussy, and soon she blushed, her body went limp, and I couldn't pinch her anymore, but her buttocks were slowly twisting, like she was rubbing her penis against mine... I got excited, rolled over and pinned her down on the sofa, lifting her legs like I was changing a little girl's diaper, her panties still on her knees, her white buttocks sandwiching two bright red labia, her vulva covered in white vaginal fluid, no, vaginal discharge! Haha, I grabbed my penis, covered in some of the white discharge, and thrust it in hard!

"No, not now... He'll call again... Oh, oh, the phone's ringing, wait!" Damn it, how can I wait? I'm already this hard! I don't care, I'll keep thrusting in, it's so hot and wet inside! I lifted her legs high in the air and fucked her harder, slap slap slap, making a nice sound as I hit her butt and legs...

It seems that He's Viagra really works! I played with her until I was hard for half an hour, and now I've been fucking her for more than ten minutes, and I still don't feel like I'm going to ejaculate! Much better than my fellow villager's fake medicine! The

"dark humor" continues!

After being brought to orgasm by her lover's vigorous thrusting, Chen was lying limply on the sofa, panting softly, when "ring ring ring," the phone rang again!

Startled awake from the afterglow of her orgasm, Chen panicked and didn't know whether she should answer the phone. Gong unexpectedly picked up the receiver and put it to her ear.

"Hello, husband..." Chen glared at her lover, but had no choice but to take the phone and greet He.

"Wife, I'm sorry..." He continued apologizing for breaking their promise on the other end of the phone, unaware that his wife, feigning anger, was being pinned down by his driver!

"Oh...oh, no, nothing, I bumped into the coffee table..." He had no idea that his wife's "oh" was coming from her lover's "big cock"!

He never imagined that it was the Viagra he had personally bought that made the "big cock" inserted into his wife's secret place incredibly hard and with super endurance!

He could never have imagined that the Viagra he secretly bought to please his wife was helping her lover conquer his wife!

According to Gong's record, Chen was still not used to this situation of "answering her husband's phone while having sex with her lover," and struggled with all her might. Gong was about to change positions, so he let go of her. "She turned around and lay down, her buttocks tightly clenched. I sat on her lap, slightly parted her legs, and squeezed my big penis into her wet, juicy cleft. The head of the penis slid in immediately!" For the first minute, Chen could still calmly talk on the phone, but as Gong thrust deeper and deeper, "her buttocks stopped clenching tightly and slowly lifted up, making it easier for my big penis to go in and out! The water in her pussy was practically gushing out, white and juicy, covering the sofa with her wetness! The tender flesh inside her pussy was biting the head of the penis, and every few seconds her body would convulse! Finally, she had to cover her mouth tightly and pretend to cry out because she was angry with her husband..." I have to admire Chen, I have to admire a woman's acting genius!

When I first read this part of the diary, I was heartbroken and so angry that I wanted to rush into the diary, drag this slut out, and slap her dozens of times! But now, my feelings are completely different. I'm growing to like this foolish beauty, so promiscuous for love and passion! Considering her deception and He's repeated neglect, this vibrant red apricot in my heart, besides being pitiful, is becoming increasingly endearing!

Actually, more than three years ago, Yan and I had a similar phone call. I don't know if Yan wasn't as calm and quick-witted as Chen, because she couldn't help but let out a soft humming sound while talking, or if I was just more sensitive than He, but anyway, it was from that time that I started to suspect my wife of having an affair.

How can I describe my feelings at that time? First, my head was filled with blood, as if all the blood in my body rushed to my head, making my head feel like it was on fire—throbbing, burning, and throbbing! Then, thinking about my wife's recent abnormal behavior, the more I thought about it, the more it confirmed my suspicions, and then I felt completely exhausted, my heart aching! Only then did I truly understand the feeling of "jealousy spilled from the bottle," that kind of sourness that went straight from my heart to my bones! Finally, there was hatred, a hatred so intense I gritted my teeth all night, and the next morning, my temples throbbed with pain!

Strangely enough, since forgiving my wife, when I occasionally think back to that phone call, my hatred has completely vanished! Although the jealousy is still strong, what makes me even more restless and uneasy now is imagining the situation and speculating about my wife's feelings!

What were Yan and Chen feeling on the other end of the phone?

Guilt? Shyness? Panic? Or excitement?

The old British man's "reclaiming the treasure" theory has truly benefited me greatly! It not only completely liberated my previously imprisoned mind but also allowed my wife to deeply feel my sincerity and true love. Moreover, when I "accidentally" asked her about the details of her affair, it completely dispelled her concerns, allowing her to talk about her own story more naturally, just like she talked about Chen and Gong.

Of course, she was still somewhat vague and evasive about some specific details.

During our "two-day luxury suite trip" at the Hyatt Hotel, I would involuntarily ask her about the details of her tryst with her lover during sex. At first, she hesitated, but seeing the sincerity and slightly perverse passion in my eyes, she would reveal a little bit, with a hint of resentment and shyness. As I pushed harder, slowly bringing her to the peak of desire, she would reveal more intermittently…

"Wife, you're biting me inside again!"

"Mmm… Hmph… You're so annoying! Where am I biting you… Oh, honey, be gentle!"

"Feel it yourself…" I stopped thrusting and pressed my penis hard against her clitoris. "Still saying you're not? You little vixen who bites!"

"Mmm… You're so annoying! Why are you going so deep… Mmm, it hurts so much…"

"Old man, you don't go this deep, do you? Your husband was the king of dicks in the dorm when he was in college!"

"Of course, my husband's is the deepest! Ugh... Husband, you're so naughty! Why bring him up again... Hmm, move a little, husband... Big cock husband, hee hee..."

"Big cock, peck! Peck!" I thrust hard a few times, and that tender flower core couldn't withstand the blows and started biting again. "Then... he didn't hit it even once? I don't believe it."

"Oh, be gentle! Hmm... Husband... It's so sore... He's shorter than you, much smaller than you! Sometimes it hits... sometimes it doesn't... Oh, he took Viagra... it gets a little bigger... Hmm, oh..."

"Viagra? Hmm, hmm! He's really getting old, haha!" I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride, lifted my wife's buttocks, and thrust even harder. "Hmm, hmm, hmm... You silly vixen! Hmm, hmm! I really don't understand, what do you like about him? I'll thrust, thrust! I'll thrust you to death..."

“I was wrong, oh! Hmm… Gently… No, deeper, thrust me to death! Husband… I was wrong, he’s not even a fraction of yours… Hmm… Oh… Faster, faster! Thrust me to death! Thrust me to death… Oh, oh… Husband, I’m flying, flying…” Those two days, I couldn’t remember how many times I was a “two-day man,” nor how many times my wife had orgasms, but before and after each orgasm, through subtle “interrogation” and hazy “confessions,” I still managed to glean a few key details about my wife’s affair: Viagra, short, a torturous thing, urinating.

Gong, so young, had to secretly take Viagra to completely conquer Chen, let alone that fifty-something-year-old guy! As for the old man’s penis length, my wife blushed and used my penis as a comparison. At first, she gestured below my glans, which should be the normal size for Asian men (13-15 cm). But then she pursed her lips, thought for a moment, glanced at me, and moved her fingertip to a little over halfway down the penis, saying that’s how long he is!

I thought, this time my clever wife is flattering me! A penis that's only 10 centimeters long when erect, no matter how much Viagra I take, it's useless, and I'm still out here sleeping with married women? But I still enjoy my wife's flattery, haha!

The "troublesome things" she's referring to are sex toys like vibrators and dildos. As you get older, using these things to enhance sexual pleasure and compensate for physical limitations is understandable. But my wife said she often goes at it for over an hour, and her favorite is a short, perky vibrator that only goes in a little bit, but it's incredibly stimulating, making her uncontrollably squirt!

I guess it's a G-spot massager, and my wife isn't squirting, she's ejaculating! I've never even seen my wife squirt once! I cursed inwardly with a sour taste… this perverted old man! How did my wife end up in his hands!

My wife also "confessed" that when I called her that time, the old man had just made her urinate twice and was about to climb on top of her...

"He was dizzy... He picked up the phone, saw it was your number, and dared to answer, and then... he held it to my ear... his mouth was in my other ear, saying, 'Your husband is on the phone...' I was so scared, I almost cried..." My wife lay in my arms, the blush of orgasm still on her face, cautiously looking at me. Seeing my eyes shining, she glared at me, lightly tapped my forehead with her jade finger, and said coquettishly, "You're so perverted... Hearing your wife being... tormented like that, and you're still so excited! I can't stand... you men!"

"Yes, yes, I am a little perverted. It's because I know that my wife's heart has truly returned to me, so I'm completely at ease! Men, you know, are all lustful, just like I like reading that diary. Now, what I want to hear most is my dear wife's... romantic escapades, hehe..."

"Pah! A romantic affair? Please, it's your wife... being cuckolded... really excites you that much?" A flicker of doubt crossed her eyes again, but seeing my excited expression and feeling my slowly rising member, she finally believed it. She sighed softly, kissed me, then buried her head in my shoulder and said softly, "Poor husband, it seems I really did ruin you! Ruined you... sigh, you've become a psychopath..."

"Yes, yes, you ruined me... Now, only you, the doctor, can cure my heartache. Heh... I... don't like being cuckolded, but since it's already happened, I... should have the right to know, right? Go on, what did the old man do to you while we were talking?"

"What else could he do? Humph, he's just as perverted as you! He got excited when he heard I had to talk to you, and that thing that was limp suddenly got hard, and he pounced on me and... thrust inside... Oh, I can't say anymore, I'm so embarrassed... Oh! Husband, you..."

"Hehe, I really can't take it anymore! Let's talk while we do it..." As I listened, I couldn't bear the swelling of my penis any longer. I lifted one of my wife's legs, turned sideways, and thrust inside. Her tender vagina was wet and slippery, filled with countless amounts of semen and vaginal fluid!

"Mmm...I won't say anymore...Oh! Be gentle, husband...Oh oh! I'll tell you, I'll tell you...He was sucking my nipples while I was talking to you...and thrusting and grinding hard...That time it seemed to be his, it was so big...It made me...so excited...Hearing your voice, but being...oh, be gentle! Being...penetrated by another man...and my clitoris is so itchy...I, I accidentally let out a moan, and you, you...idiot, heard it...Oh, oh! Hurry up, husband, I'm about to come again...Mmm, mmm...That time he fucked me...so...I peed again...Oh, husband, I'm flying, I'm flying..." Listening to my wife's "confession," I became more and more excited, thrusting faster and faster, but the image of Chen holding the phone and talking to He while Gong was fucking her hard from behind kept flashing through my mind...

That time He and Chen were talking, before hanging up, He heard his wife's sobbing, he must have felt guilty! But little did he know, that was his wife pretending to hide the pleasure of her impending orgasm! She used "woo-woo" instead of "oh-oh"!

But maybe she'd actually cry while pretending—a cry of shame, guilt, excitement, release… a mixture of emotions?

I glanced at the date in her diary… March 21st. Spring Equinox? I suddenly remembered that the day I called my wife was also the Spring Equinox!

On the Spring Equinox of 2004, I discovered her affair through her faint moans on the phone.

On the Spring Equinox of 2006, He's birthday, Chen had sex with Gong for the first time while talking to her husband!

Now everyone's into green food, and He and I are a perfect match—a green destiny!

It was late when I got back to Beijing. As soon as I entered the house, my wife called to check up on me. After confirming I was home safely, she gave me a newly registered QQ account, saying she'd bought a computer for her parents and was having it installed at the computer company, and told me to wait in front of the computer and chat with her on QQ. Before leaving, she specifically instructed, "Stay put in front of the computer and don't go out looking for those 'drum ballad singers'!" She called a perfectly good Peking Opera female lead a "drum ballad singer"! It seems sometimes you really can't tell your wife everything. This little quirk is going to stay with me forever, sigh!

After casually eating a packet of instant noodles, I leaned back on the sofa waiting for my wife's QQ message, and realized I was holding that diary again! Is it a habit, or am I possessed?

Flipping through it, I suddenly remembered my wife was coming to visit in a few days. She'd seen the diary and photos, but if she saw the black box Gong left behind, she'd definitely call me a pervert! I had to get rid of it before she came to Beijing.

I quickly found the black box in the drawer, threw it in the trash, and then, bored, turned on the TV. Looking at the boring screen, my gaze kept inexplicably drifting to the trash can, away, then back, away, then back again… When my gaze landed on the trash can for the seventh time, I finally couldn't resist the temptation and picked the black box out of the trash can again.

When I opened the box and saw Chen's intimate underwear, my heart started pounding again.

A sexy nightgown, two bras, six pairs of panties, and two pairs of pantyhose were all gently laid out on the coffee table. Wacoal, Avon, Triumph, and Cindale—all world-renowned brands. The nightgown, the pink bra, and the panties all had the same ribbon bows, were made of soft, thin, and transparent fabric, and were all from the Cindale brand, clearly part of a set. The styles were elegant and sophisticated, yet undeniably charming and sexy.

My favorite, however, was the six pairs of panties. Except for one apricot-yellow pair, the other five were thongs, and the purple one even had an open crotch! Yellow, pink, purple, white, red, and blue—each vying for attention, the fabric increasingly sheer and the style increasingly sexy. Moreover, every single pair was "original" panties, worn by Chen and unwashed! Looking at each pair, I could imagine Chen wearing them, her snow-white, round buttocks exposed, her plump vulva subtly revealed in a sexy way!

The only drawback was that so much time had passed; Chen's secretions had dried and hardened in the crotch area of these underwear, even emitting a slight musty smell.

I opened the small plastic box inside again, carefully took out a transparent plastic bag, and three slightly curled, fine pubic hairs lay quietly inside, gently tickling my heart. I kept the pubic hairs, then threw the two disgusting condoms that Gong had tampered with (a small cut at the tip) into the trash can along with the plastic box. At this moment, the blood-stained tissue slowly fell to the side of the trash can.

I picked up the tissue, looked at the olive-sized, already blackened bloodstain, and my heart clenched painfully, followed by a strong surge of sourness.

This was Chen's first anal blood! Her precious gift to her lover!

According to Chen's menstrual cycle, her ovulation period should be from the 5th to the 14th of each month. So, after Gong ejaculated inside her without a condom on March 8th, Chen quickly took the emergency contraceptive pill.

This infuriated Gong, who was initially feeling quite accomplished… “She disagreed with me not using a condom, saying it was her fertile period, but I didn’t listen to her and just went in. I know her weakness; once inside, she goes limp, and all problems are solved, hehe! Afterwards, while touching her vagina, I secretly pushed the precious semen that had flowed out back into her vagina, and at the same time, I told her that I wanted to marry her. She was still trembling slightly, enjoying her orgasm, and it took her a long time to recover. After a moment of silence, she finally said that she needed to consider it… But what angered me was that she ruthlessly ruined everything I had done tonight with a single pill. Her reason was that even if she were to marry me, now was not the right time. I was really furious, and I put on my clothes and prepared to leave…” Chen, who was completely devoted to her lover, was frightened by his anger. She grabbed him, buried herself in his arms, and comforted him, begging for his forgiveness like a girl lost in love. At this moment, she wasn't wearing underwear or a bra, only a thin silk nightgown, her almost bare skin pressed directly against Gong's body, looking so pitiful and timid.

Soon, Gong's heart softened, but his lower body hardened again!

Gong was truly both perverted and quick-witted… Although today's effort was wasted, there's always tomorrow; one day I'll make you bear my lowly child in your noble womb! But today, I'll make you compensate me first, with your asshole! Hmph!

After a period of intimate caresses, their breathing gradually quickened, and Gong's already dressed clothes fell to the ground one by one in their excited tearing…

I secretly went to the bathroom and swallowed a Viagra pill… Now I wasn't in a hurry, nor would I take off her nightgown; she looked even sexier this way! I slowly teased her… Her face and entire body were flushed, her nipples were erect, and her vagina was dripping wet. Hehe, it was time!

I crawled between her alluring legs—such a tender little pussy, I could never tire of looking at! Her labia minora were slightly turned out, tender and swollen, and her clitoris was also showing, plump and round. A little of the semen that had just been ejaculated inside was leaking out, white and sticky. So fucking slutty! So fucking begging to be fucked!

But this time my target wasn't her pussy, but her asshole! City women are so well-maintained, so delicate!

Even her asshole is so beautiful! Pink, small, tightly closed, every line so neat. Mr. He, you've definitely never fucked here before, have you? Today it's my turn to deflower your wife! Haha!

I first carefully licked her pussy, licking until she trembled and convulsed, moaning and groaning, before slowly moving on to her cute little asshole. As soon as I touched it, she let out a long "Mmm...oh!" sounding quite comfortable! After licking for a long time, her little anus became wet and slippery with saliva, and it even writhed comfortably. Only then did I gently insert my finger a tiny bit. She immediately cried out, "No! No!" Damn it, you have no choice! Who told you to kill my sperm just now!

I slowly moved half a finger in and out of her anus. Whether she didn't understand my true intentions or was gradually learning to enjoy being penetrated like this, she struggled a few times and then stopped moving. To reward her compliance, I continued to penetrate her anus while licking her clitoris. Soon, her buttocks began to twitch, her body trembled more violently, and she moaned even louder…

I climbed onto her soft, cotton-like body and thrust my hard penis into her vagina. After dozens of thrusts, seeing her eyes half-closed in ecstasy, completely lost in the moment, I quietly pulled out and aimed the head of my penis at her anus, shoving it in forcefully. It was so damn tight! Last time with that slut, it slipped in easily, but why was hers so hard to penetrate?

She frowned and cried out in pain, asking, "What are you doing? You've got the wrong thing!" I wasn't wrong at all, hehe, I'm doing it right in your ass!

I said I'd never done it here before, please let me try. She twisted her hips and kept saying no, but I kept my penis pressed against her anus, but I put on a stern face and said, "You won't let me have your child, you won't even try this, you won't do this, you won't do that, you don't care about me at all! You don't love me at all!" And I pretended to be angry and tried to get up.

This trick really worked! This woman immediately hugged my waist and wouldn't let me get up, saying in a tearful and coquettish voice, "Why are you like this? Are you really angry?" I said, "Of course I'm angry because you don't love me!" But my penis kept rubbing against her anus. She was probably really itchy, she twisted again, sighed, and asked softly, "Do you really think so?" I said yes, and then I poked her again, feeling my penis sink in a little, then suddenly it slid up and into her vagina. She looked at me with tearful, mournful eyes and said, "You're truly my nemesis from a past life..."

Her expression clearly said, "There's hope!" Excitedly, I pulled out and aimed at her anus again. This time, she closed her eyes, and using the lubrication from her vaginal fluid, I thrust in with all my might—ah, it went in all at once! I heard her let out a soft "ah," and say, "My nemesis, be gentle!"

The head of my penis was tightly gripped by her anus—it felt so damn good! But it also hurt a little. I thought, "If I go in a little further, it won't hurt anymore," so I pushed harder, and hey, half of my penis slid in! Ah… she screamed, almost crying. I didn't care anymore, now I was in charge! I slowly pushed it in further, feeling how tight her entire anus was; thankfully, the vaginal fluid helped.

My penis felt so comfortable being enveloped by the beauty's anus, and I was even more excited! Mr. He, what's with the swagger?

Even you haven't fucked your beloved wife's anus, and now I'm deflowering her! Haha...

Anal sex is an alternative sexual behavior invented by humans, not for reproduction, but solely for pleasure!

The anus is surrounded by many nerve endings, and gently stroking or licking it can indeed bring sexual arousal.

However, the human rectum has absolutely no sexual nerves. In male homosexual relationships, the penetrated partner experiences sexual arousal through the pressure and stimulation of the prostate gland. Since women don't have a prostate, from a traditional medical perspective, women undergoing anal sex generally don't experience pleasure.

But theory is theory; in reality, a considerable number of women enjoy the pleasure derived from anal sex. Perhaps it's the unusual sensation of the penis sliding in the rectum, creating a feeling similar to the urge to defecate; perhaps it's the stimulation of nerve endings at the anus during penile thrusting; or perhaps it's purely a matter of novelty. Only heaven and the woman undergoing anal sex truly know!

According to Gong's diary, Chen's anus was penetrated three times, and each time the reaction seemed more intense, with "water gushing out of her vagina." Even on this first night of anal penetration, in just a few minutes, Chen went from initially yielding and pleading in pain to gradually adapting, finally reaching "a climax so intense that her whole body arched and tensed, trembling as she reached orgasm, several times more intense than usual vaginal penetration."

This unusual first time was also a first for Gong; the unusually tight feeling caused him to "ejaculate in just over ten minutes," even after taking Viagra.

In a rather "pervertedly humorous" way, in order to "admire" his "masterpiece of cutting the ribbon for He's wife's virgin anus," while Chen was still curled up "enjoying an anal orgasm," Gong crawled behind Chen's buttocks...

"That originally small and cute anus had become a dark hole, and it took a full half minute to return to its original state. Poor thing, there was still a little blood at the opening of the little anus, and looking at my own hanging body, it seemed like there was a little too. It was truly the first time, so precious! Just as I was about to use a tissue to wipe away this precious and rare blood, "plop..." With a sound, the little anus that had just returned to its original state let out a light fart, producing a few small bubbles, and white semen slowly flowed out. What a fucking lewd woman! I quickly used a tissue to wrap up the bubbles and blood, I wanted to keep this precious virgin blood from the anus forever..." I really don't know if this scene is humorous or lewd?

While lamenting that his beloved Chen had entrusted her precious anal first night to the wrong person, he couldn't help but think of his equally beloved Yan Lai.

In our second year of marriage, Yan and I had an unsuccessful attempt at anal sex. My glans only went in halfway before she cried out in pain, and out of pity, I had to give up halfway. During our prison wedding night and our "two-day Hyatt trip," I was so captivated by her long-lost, tender flower path that I never even considered exploring my wife's anus. Now, thinking back, I really regret it!

A sudden surge of tension hit me… After spending almost a year with that perverted old lecher, had my wife's precious anus been plucked by him? God! Very likely! Such a beautiful wife—if it were me, I'd definitely pluck every inch of her body! God… A strong pang of jealousy welled up inside me.

"Ring ring ring…" Just as my jealousy reached its peak, the phone rang.

"Hello…"

"Suzhou Public Security Bureau, checking up on me!" My wife's playful, low voice came through the receiver.

"Chief, wife, a warm welcome to your inspection…" For some reason, hearing my wife's voice now makes my heart ache, my whole body go weak, like I'm made of jelly.

"Good for you, you didn't go out to listen to the drum singing, hehe... Hurry up and go online, open QQ, add me!"

"Okay." I opened QQ to add my wife while shaking my head vigorously, but my mind was still wondering if that old ghost had taken advantage of my wife's backside. Should I ask her now? How should I ask?

Forget it, it's better to wait until she comes back to Beijing and we meet up, and then test her in bed.

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