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The Diary of a Wife in Shame and Pleasure

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The morning sunlight streamed through the transparent glass of the bed, bathing the entire room in an orange-red hue, a tranquility unique to the early morning.

The annoying alarm clock hadn't rung yet, but Aoi Misa was already awake. A few red lines were hidden in her watery eyes, as if she hadn't closed them all night. Traces of tears from the previous night lingered on her fair, plump cheeks…

The wide double bed had one side of the bedding neatly folded. The familiar scent of cologne had faded, and her husband's warm body heat was gone, leaving only the slight chill of the morning breeze.

Misa slowly sat up, looking at the desolate emptiness beside her, a bitter feeling rising in her heart.

After three months of waiting, her precious first night had arrived. Her husband was still fast asleep, jet-lagged. Misa had secretly hoped for a second wonderful night, but a heartless phone call the previous night had called away her lover whom she hadn't seen for a hundred days.

She left in a hurry, some of her luggage unopened, returning untouched. Her contact with her husband was limited to a gentle kiss on the cheek at parting.

Her pearly white teeth bit her full red lips, her brows furrowed, whether from anger or disappointment, though she tried to restrain herself, her beautiful face began to contort.

Opening the wardrobe, a sexy pink nightgown hung at the front, its semi-transparent fabric and thong made almost of two thin strings—what a sight it would be if worn by a beautiful wife.

"I wonder when I'll be back next time..."

A strange feeling welled up inside her. Misa almost wanted to tear the nightgown she had specially ordered by mail, her face flushed, but she simply slammed the wardrobe shut—the strongest protest a gentle wife could offer.

She piled up her long, black hair, tying it up, and stood before the full-length mirror.

Her small, oval face had bright, sparkling eyes, and her arched eyebrows were gentle and delicate. Her high, straight nose gave her a foreign look, and her moist, cherry-red lips, even without lipstick, were still glistening. Her delicate features, individually beautiful, combined to create a flawless face.

As a wife, Misa has just shed her girlish naiveté, exuding the charm of a mature woman. Especially considering she's from a wealthy family, receiving excellent upbringing and nurtured in music and dance during her youth, her noble气质 (qi zhi - inherent quality/temperament) contains an intellectual beauty. (Seeking mature women in Guangzhou, 20-50, QQ: 453552240. Men please contact quickly.)

Ironically, contrary to her elegant demeanor, Misa possesses an extremely sexy and alluring body. Her slender waist, honed through years of dance training, seems almost too thin to be easily broken, while her upper and lower body are exaggeratedly full.

Her snow-white breasts are round and full; during her school days, Misa even felt inferior about her large breasts. Of course, now, as a beautiful married woman, she is proud of them. Her deeply undulating breasts, under Misa's special care, remain firm and show no signs of sagging. Her nipples, rarely touched by her husband, are even still pink.

Behind her, her buttocks were incredibly full, so when the petite Misa bought clothes, even the smallest sizes always felt mercilessly compressed. But it wasn't bloated or obese; rather, it was a work of art, a combination of curves like dancing musical notes and fullness like rich colors.

Misa was petite, yet her proportions were perfect. Her long legs made her appear even taller, although Misa often thought that dance had given her legs some firm muscles, making them a bit thick.

Because of her personality, Misa dressed conservatively, like a miser stingily hiding her sexiness.

Unlike gaudy, colorful flowers that tempt one to pick, Misa was someone one dared not touch, afraid to harm her delicate beauty, like a pure lily.

Now, the lily in full bloom received no nourishment from the sun or water from the dew, waiting alone in a dark corner for the delicate flower to wither, evoking pity.

Suppressing the sorrow that kept rising in her heart, Misa silently changed her clothes and went downstairs.

After some fuss, a delicious breakfast was finally ready. At that moment, Misa's son, Yaya, lazily sat down at the table.

"It's this again! We eat the same thing every day, it's awful!"

Picking up a crispy, golden-brown fried saury, the twelve-year-old boy threw a tantrum.

"Mom knows, I'll change it up tomorrow," Misa said patiently and gently. "Just make do with this for now, we're going to be late."

Yaya's face showed displeasure, and he threw his chopsticks to the ground.

Misa remained silent, slowly clearing the dishes.

"Oh, right, it seems Mr. Aoki has something to tell Mom, he wants Mom to come to school..."

Yaya's eyes avoided his mother's gaze, and he spoke casually, his head lowered.

"The teacher wants to talk to you... What trouble have you gotten into this time?"

Whether it was due to his mother's excessive pampering, or because the docile Misa was simply not good at disciplining, Masaya, who hadn't inherited any of his parents' good genes, not only did poorly in school, but also seemed rather unruly.

"No, I've been very well-behaved lately. Who knows what that old fogey Aoki is up to!"

Seemingly trying to escape his mother's scolding, Masaya slung his backpack over his shoulder and hurriedly got up.

Misa noticed something hidden beneath her son's evasive words and sighed.

"Mom knows. Mom will talk to the teacher in a few days."

Misa took out a thousand-yen bill from her purse and stuffed it into her son's hand, saying calmly, "Take this and buy something to eat. Skipping breakfast is bad for your health."

Masaya took the money and finally showed his first smile of the morning.

"Be careful at school, come back early."

Whether he heard his mother's words or not, his small figure quickly disappeared before the door.

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Doing her routine as a housewife, Misa picked up the clean clothes and went to the yard. Slowly hanging the pristine white clothes on the clothesline, the air filled with the scent of laundry detergent, the warm sunshine making one feel lazy.

Across from the Aoi family's detached house, an equally beautiful woman was doing the same thing.

Hoshizaki Shizue.

Unlike the quiet Misa, the lively Shizue, though still appearing as a demure housewife, possessed an indescribable beauty.

Judging from her appearance, she was probably around Misa's age. Perhaps because she didn't have children to carry on, Shizue's figure was incredibly sexy and alluring. Wearing a sleeveless top, her fair arms were fully exposed. The neckline was very low, her full breasts almost bursting out, forming a deep cleavage, and the mysterious protrusions were faintly visible beneath the thin fabric.

"Mrs. Aoi, good morning,"

Shizue greeted Misa upon noticing her.

"Hello, good morning." (Looking for mature women in Guangzhou, 20-50 years old, QQ: 453552240. Contact men in a hurry

.) "Is Mr. Aoi not here? I didn't see him this morning..." Jingjiang asked tentatively in a low voice. (
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