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September and October are peak sales months for real estate developers, and October is a crucial month for sales. I was busy with property exhibitions, television, and newspaper advertising. Spending hundreds of thousands of yuan on advertising every week was a daily concern for me, as I was in charge of this substantial advertising campaign. Many media outlets vied to contact me, inviting me to meals and saunas, hoping I would accept their advertisements. That's how I met Min, who was in charge of advertising for a magazine. Min was around 30 years old, five years older than me, had a child, and valued her family highly—a typical virtuous mother and wife. Min was very tall, with fair skin, and her face wasn't the petite type; it was more of a long face, typical of northerners, which was my type. Min loved wearing black dresses with flesh-colored stockings, and her long, beautiful legs often captivated me. Min had a very sexy figure; having given birth, she was full-figured but not fat, which made her very feminine—the kind of woman who would arouse a man's desire. My first contact with Min was on the phone. Her voice was gentle and dignified, giving me a very good first impression. Later, we arranged to meet at our company. I still remember that afternoon we met. In the conference room, the afterglow of the setting sun streamed through the glass windows onto the carpet. Min sat there quietly, head down, looking at her hands. She didn't even notice me when I came in. I stood at the door, momentarily stunned by her beauty. A dark business suit, a white shirt, jet-black hair, snow-white skin—everything was so perfect. In that instant, I felt a spark within me. After greeting Min, we started chatting. Min was poised and confident, speaking fluently about business with ease and competence. As I listened to her presentation, I pretended to be casual while secretly observing her. Jet-black hair, a straight nose, bright eyes—she showed no restlessness, except for a touch of vibrant lipstick on her lips, like a splash of red amidst a sea of green, seemingly hinting at a calm exterior masking a restless spirit. Listening to her presentation, I nodded slightly, staring into her eyes as if listening to her voice, but my mind was already wandering. I roughly pressed Min down onto the conference table, brutally ripped open her white shirt, exposing her snow-white breasts, forcefully kneading the married woman's breasts, sucking on her delicate lips, caressing her full thighs, and then... Just as I was imagining this, I found myself silent, strangely scrutinizing me. Given her experience, she seemed to read something in my eyes, but she wasn't alarmed at all, as if she was already used to that kind of look from men. After that day, I naturally gave a lot of business to her company, investing about 400,000 yuan in advertising each month for three months. Min and I often discussed advertising together, frequently went out for meals and karaoke. Today, Min invited me to dinner at a restaurant near her home. Due to our frequent interactions over the past few months, we had developed a good working relationship, and Min and I were quite close in general. At the dinner table, Min and I drank and chatted like longtime friends. Emboldened by the alcohol, we started talking about everything, including my girlfriend, her husband, and their children. "Is your husband good to you?" "We have a very good relationship," Min smiled faintly. "We were classmates in college and got married after graduation." Min went on to tell many more stories about them. I listened quietly, occasionally taking a sip of my drink, occasionally nodding, watching Min's face, slightly flushed from the alcohol, so beautiful and captivating. My heart was intoxicated. "Your husband's a director, he must be very busy!" "Yes, he's often on business trips." Min's face suddenly looked a little melancholy, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. "Is your husband on a business trip right now?" I asked directly, but Min didn't seem to care. "Yeah, he went out of town last month and won't be home until Chinese New Year." Min and I drank until after 8 pm, both of us in high spirits and not wanting to break up right away. So we went to a karaoke bar near her house and sang our hearts out, drinking beer and singing several old songs. We laughed and cried, having a great time, and it was already midnight when we paid the bill. It was already past midnight, and the late autumn night was a bit chilly. There were few pedestrians on the dimly lit streets. Under the dim streetlights, the two of us supported each other, singing off-key songs, stumbling along the way. Suddenly, Min staggered, and I grabbed her. Min let out a soft moan, trying to push me away, but she was too weak. I held Min tightly, preventing her from moving. After struggling for a while, she finally calmed down and leaned on my shoulder. The woman's fragrance and gentle body warmed me. I smelled the scent of her hair, stroked her face, and kissed her neck, hair, and earlobes. Min's breathing gradually quickened, and her body slowly warmed up. Her hands unconsciously wrapped around me from behind. I looked at our long shadows cast by the streetlights, feeling both lonely and warm. At that moment, it seemed as if only Min and I were left in this desolate city. By the time we arrived at Min's house, it was already past 1 a.m. I closed the door, and before I could even turn on the light, I grabbed Min in my arms. Min struggled in my embrace, saying, "Don't do this. I have a husband. Don't do this to me. You... go home." Min seemed to be regaining her senses, pushing me away while pleading for me to let her go. At that moment, I was overwhelmed by loneliness, discomfort, alcohol, and desire. I needed Min. I forcefully pressed my aroused body against hers, kissing her lips and caressing her voluptuous body. Min kept her mouth tightly shut, refusing my intrusion. I hesitated for a moment, and Min broke free and ran into the bedroom, turning back to lock the door. I chased after her and forcefully blocked the door from closing. Min was weak, and I pushed the door open and entered her bedroom. I turned on the light switch by the door, and her wedding photo with her husband hung on the wall above the bed. Her husband was very handsome, his eyes fixed on me. I felt a chill run down my spine, but my desire was already surging. I grabbed Min, who was cowering at the head of the bed, and we fell onto the bed together. Min resisted forcefully: "Don't do this, I have a husband, um..." Before Min could finish speaking, I kissed her lips, greedily sucking on her tongue, my hands roaming all over her body. Min soon passively accepted my tongue, opening her mouth and engaging in a tentative, retreating entanglement. Just when I thought Min had given up and was about to surrender, she suddenly gathered her strength and pushed me away. When I came to my senses, Min had already run out of the bedroom and into the living room, and I chased after her. "Don't do this, I beg you, we can't do this, I have a husband and a family, I can't betray my husband." Min's pride as a wife and mother made it impossible for her to accept another man. "Min, I like you, I know you like me too," I pulled Min over and pressed her onto the sofa, "It's just the two of us here, no one will know." While comforting Min, I reached under her clothes and grabbed her breasts, roughly kneading them. Min's breasts were full and plump, feeling very comfortable. Min pushed against my chest with both hands and tried to break free from my pressure with her legs. I pressed down on Min's gentle body, the desire to conquer another man's wife clouding my judgment. At that moment, I had only one thought: to possess her, to possess her. We struggled like this for a while, Min's strength waning, and my masculine intuition told me it was time to attack. Several buttons on Min's shirt fell off during the struggle, revealing her flawless, snow-white skin, her full, sensual breasts exposed to the air, exposed to my burning desire. I buried my head in Min's breasts, so warm and smooth. I kissed Min's breasts, greedily sucking and licking her nipples. The sounds of our panting and my kissing Min's breasts echoed in the living room. My hand slipped under Min's skirt, tracing her smooth thighs, moving upwards until it touched her lower body. When I touched her, Min trembled. I teased Min relentlessly through her panties, my lips never ceasing, kissing her nipples, greedily sucking. Min was attacked from both sides, her desire aroused, her body slowly growing hot. Min and I flirted on the sofa for a while. I pulled down her panties, leaving her naked from the waist down. I inserted one of my fingers into her vagina, which was already wet. While I was pleasuring Min with my finger, I kissed her lips. Min was panting heavily, gripping my shoulders tightly, but instead of pushing me away, she was pulling me in. When Min was lost in a daze, I knew I had to seize the opportunity. I quietly pulled out my hard penis, aimed it at her vagina, and thrust it in forcefully. Min cried out, "Ah!" Before she could say anything, I began to thrust. In that instant, the wife's virginity was lost. Min felt a complex mix of guilt, helplessness, and pleasure, and tears streamed down her face. I lovingly kissed away her tears, but continued my relentless thrusting. The sofa cushions bulged with each thrust, and Min, temporarily forgetting her guilt, was also being penetrated. Her hair was disheveled, her mouth slightly open, her eyes glazed over, and her expression...Sometimes joyful, sometimes painful, it reminded me of Qi Qin's song "Pain and Joy." Suddenly, an idea struck me. I made Min stand up. Min, dazed and confused, was under my control, passively accepting my commands. Her back to me, her buttocks raised high, I thrust into her from behind again. While fucking Min from behind, I pushed her towards the bedroom. I wanted to fuck her in her and her husband's bed; that perverse thought was incredibly strong. Min was controlled by me, forced to walk towards the bedroom. She was now in a daze, her lower body throbbing from my thrusts, pleasure constantly shooting from her genitals to her brain, making her tremble all over. Reaching the door, Min suddenly seemed to remember something. Perhaps subconsciously, she also realized that going to her and her husband's comfortable nest seemed inappropriate. So, we stood facing each other at the door. I wasn't in a hurry. I grabbed Min's breasts from behind, using the force to thrust and pump hard into her. Min gasped for breath, her face flushed, her hands gripping the doorframe, clinging to her last shred of dignity. After a short while, I finally pushed Min into the bedroom. A photo of her and her husband hung on the wall. Her husband watched all this helplessly; his wife was being fucked by me, while he was far away, working hard to earn money for her. Min unconsciously glanced at her wedding photo. They looked so sweet in it, their vows of love during their courtship, the laughter and joy of their wedding celebration seemingly still fresh in her mind. Now, shame, betrayal, and pleasure mingled together. Min was tormented by this inexplicable guilt, yet waves of pleasure surged through her lower body. It was a mix of pain and pleasure, her buttocks rising higher and higher, her lower body involuntarily swaying back and forth in rhythm with my thrusts. The more decadent, the more pleasurable. Watching Min writhe beneath me, a sense of male pride welled up within me. If I felt a pang of guilt when I first entered Min's bedroom and saw her husband, now the fire of desire had consumed me completely. Even if her husband stood before me now, I would still be entwined with Min in a passionate embrace. Min walked to the bedside and lay face down, powerless. I fell onto the bed with her, but my penis was still inside her. I pressed my body against her back and continued my relentless, frenzied thrusting. Min's head was buried in the blanket, and she let out muffled moans with each thrust. Min was enduring it; she was afraid her moans would disturb the neighbors, and even more afraid that her pleasure would be revealed in front of her husband's photo. On this very bed, Min had given her first night with her husband, and now she was being penetrated by another man. My body pressed completely against Min's, kissing her sweaty neck, searching for her lips. Min shook her head from side to side to avoid me, but I grabbed her head and held it firmly in one direction, successfully kissing her lips. Her tightly closed lips soon opened, and our tongues met in the air. Two snow-white bodies lay on the bed like this, the woman pinned beneath the man, kissing him while enduring his thrusts from behind. The bedroom echoed with their rapid moans and panting. Hanging above the bed was a wedding photo of the woman and her husband, the husband helplessly watching his wife being played with by another man. In his own bed, his wife was enjoying intercourse with another stranger, and I was that man. I looked up at Min's husband, forcefully thrusting into Min, a strange sense of conquest filling my body. Min's soft buttocks rose and fell with my thrusts, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her lower body contracting in waves. I knew Min's pleasure was approaching, so I thrust faster and harder, my penis pumping in and out more vigorously. Suddenly, Min let out a soft cry, her lower body tightening as she ejaculated, spraying onto my glans. My penis tightened from the heat, reaching its limit. Min suddenly remembered something. "No, don't ejaculate inside, it's her fertile period today." Before Min could finish speaking, I couldn't hold back any longer, my ejaculation flowing freely inside Min's body. [The End]

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