My wife and nephew are having an affair

My wife dotes on her nephew, the only male in three generations of their family. He's the lifeblood of the family, spoiled to an unbelievable and outrageous degree. She basically gives him whatever he wants and lets him do whatever he pleases.

Two years ago, for the sake of his future, his family transferred him to our city in C to study. He was only in elementary school then. I noticed he liked to sleep with my wife and touch her breasts. I talked to her about it, but nothing came of it. Later, it escalated to the point where he touched her breasts and my wife touched his penis. We argued about this more than once, and I even called my brother-in-law to C to ask him to send the child back to his hometown. As you can imagine, my wife and I had a huge fight. In the end, the child stayed with us and continued his studies in C, but my wife wouldn't let him sleep with her anymore.

Later, my wife often said I had unhealthy thoughts because of this, and my child also disliked me. He ignored me.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, my child is already in the first year of junior high school. He still likes to stick with his aunt, my wife. He's very cold towards me, probably because of what happened when his father was brought out.

My wife spoils our child rotten. She bought him an iPhone 6 when he was only in the first year of junior high school. He said the old computer at home had a game bottleneck, and without hesitation, my wife bought him a computer from JD.com for over 8,000 yuan. Damn it, cash on delivery, I paid.

I didn't care about any of this; I'm not short of money. I could buy him hundreds of computers. But something I couldn't tolerate still happened.

One evening, I found my child online with pornographic images. When he saw me at the door, he immediately closed the page, shut the door, and continued browsing. That night, I told my wife about it and asked her to do something about it. Damn it, she argued with me again, saying I just couldn't stand her precious nephew.

Fine, I stopped talking. It's none of my business; he's not family, so what if he goes astray? But in the end, it still became my problem.

One Sunday, I was at home watching TV in the living room. The housekeeper was off on Sundays, so my wife was preparing dinner in the kitchen. As usual, that kid was clinging to my wife, which I was used to. I was smoking when I realized my lighter was out of gas, so I went to the kitchen to light it. Since everyone in the house wears slippers, we walk very quietly. I could hear them laughing and joking in the kitchen. My wife laughed and said, "If you touch me again, I'll call you uncle."

The kid said, "Uncle touch me too, I'll touch you too ."

Turning the corner, I saw her nephew rubbing my wife's buttocks with both hands at the kitchen door. When they saw me, my wife pulled the nephew to her right side, as if she was afraid I would do something. The kid pretended to be nonchalant and helped his aunt wash vegetables.

I lit a cigarette and watched TV in the living room, but I had no idea what was on. I felt a tightness in my chest.

I knew that if I talked to my wife, we'd definitely argue again.

What does my wife take her nephew for? A baby? Her only son? A little husband? The more I thought about it, the more upset I became, so I went out to meet some friends for drinks and dinner.

How clingy is my nephew to his aunt? They watch talent shows together, go shopping together, and when my wife takes a shower, he plays on his phone at the bathroom door and talks to her. He

's a first-year middle school student. Other kids take the bus home by themselves, but my wife drives him to pick him up every day without fail, even from clients at work. Her subordinate told me, "The boss's wife picking up and dropping off her nephew is a top priority."

Damn it, what infuriates me most is that I want a child, but my wife says to wait two more years, until the child is in high school. Damn it, we'll be in our early thirties by then.

At the end of this year, because my company needed to close accounts, I went to City A for a few days to collect debts, expecting to be back in three or four days. Things went surprisingly smoothly, and like an idiot, I even went there to buy her favorite Fuliji roast chicken. Then, I was home before 8 pm the next evening.

When I rushed home like an idiot, I encountered the most infuriating thing I've ever seen in my life.

Our bedroom door was closed, and my nephew's bedroom door was also closed. But then I heard sounds of a man and woman having sex coming from inside. I froze for a dozen seconds, completely bewildered.

I went to the door to listen. Inside, they were moaning and groaning as they fucked. I could hear my wife's voice: "Slow down, slow down, it's bad for your health if you go too fast."

I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and kicked the door open. What I saw left me with mixed feelings. My nephew, only a first-year middle school student, was holding my wife's legs up, his penis inside her vagina. I didn't know who to chop the knife at. I ended up slashing the wardrobe. My nephew hid in his room and wouldn't come out. What could I say to a first-year middle school student? He didn't even have a penis.

My wife and I didn't argue. I just wanted to know why.

My wife said it happened twice. The first time, she found her nephew looking at pornographic pictures and went to stop him. The boy grabbed her, touched her breasts, and rubbed her vagina, saying he wanted to try what it felt like to have sex. My wife couldn't resist him, so she let him have sex with her for the first time in his bedroom.

The second time was tonight. Knowing I wouldn't be home, her nephew insisted she look at pornographic pictures with him. Then they touched each other's vaginas, rubbed breasts, and played with each other's penises in front of the computer. They got aroused and went to our bedroom to have sex.

After finding out what happened, we still didn't argue. I didn't want to argue. My wife said, "You can't tell her brother about this, you can't tell anyone. What will happen to the child if you do?"

I didn't say anything. I thought about divorce, but I really didn't want to. I love my wife, and she loves me. That's her only flaw. I didn't know what to do about this nephew. I left home and went to a bar. I got completely drunk. I couldn't tell anyone—not my family, not my friends. I was so frustrated. I drank until I was completely incoherent. (The last sentence appears to be a fragment and doesn't translate directly.) The bartender helped me to a hotel across the street to rest, but I couldn't fall asleep. I called the front desk and ordered two prostitutes. After we had our fun, I gave each of them 10,000 yuan. The two prostitutes said that even an all-nighter wouldn't cost that much. They kept me company and chatted with me. Since I had no connection with them, I told them what had happened. The two prostitutes were very surprised, but they said that they had encountered fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys before. Kids these days are precocious. After I finished speaking, I felt like I had released some of my pent-up emotions. That night, I hugged the two prostitutes and dreamed and woke up, then dreamed again.

The next morning, I turned on my phone and saw over thirty missed calls, all from my wife. I suddenly felt a surge of warmth, despite what had happened before… Perhaps letting go is the best way to face tomorrow. I took a breath of the chilly morning air and gave the two young women with the remaining 5000+ yuan in my bag. They had taken care of me all night; I vomited twice and cried once, and they stayed with me the whole time.

When I left the hotel, the receptionist offered to return my deposit, but I waved my hand and said, "Don't worry

about it, give it all to the young women." When I got home, my wife's eyes were swollen. Seeing me, she hugged me and cried, saying she was afraid I might do something rash, that she hadn't slept all night, and that she had called all my friends. If I hadn't come home today, she would have called the police.

I was exhausted, physically and emotionally.

I held my wife, whose eyes were red from crying, and said nothing. She said, "Let's have a baby," and I nodded.

Over the next two months, my nephew seemed to change a bit; he became more affectionate towards me. I enrolled him in junior taekwondo, and it worked very well. He came home exhausted every day, like a dog, and the little guy was much more well-behaved. He'd quickly shower, fall asleep immediately, and start snoring within ten minutes.

Those two months were so harmonious.

Then it was Chinese New Year, and my nephew went back to his hometown. On the first night of the new year, he called to say he wanted to go back to City C. I understood; how could a boy used to big city life live long-term in a remote rural area? My wife was very happy. On the third day of the new year, my nephew arrived at the train station, and my wife and I went to pick him up. When she saw him, my wife hugged and kissed him happily. Although I was a little annoyed, what could I do?

My nephew arrived home with a huge suitcase full of local specialties from our hometown; it couldn't even fit on the table. With about ten days left before school starts, and his Taekwondo class being closed for the Spring Festival, he seems to have behaved better at home. He's not causing trouble anymore, spending all his time on his phone or computer, and not bothering my wife as much.

On the 25th, with a few days left before school starts, and my company preparing to start operations, and my wife's company almost up and running, neither of us will have time to be home. My nephew says he'll just stay home playing games and won't go anywhere.

My wife and I both went out.

On the 26th, my first workday, I went to City B to visit a very close client, the son of a high-ranking official, who was also my college roommate. When I got on the highway, I realized I hadn't brought any gifts. I figured if I bought something, he wouldn't like it. Then I remembered all the local specialties I had at home, many of which I'd never even heard of. I figured my college roommate would appreciate them.

So I turned around and went home at the highway exit.

I arrived home at 10 a.m. I opened the door and went inside. I don't know what I felt. I stood in front of the half-open door, staring blankly at everything through the crack. The whole world felt gray; it all felt like a dream.

On the large bed, my wife knelt, her buttocks raised high, while my nephew knelt behind her, embracing her waist. His still-not-so-thick penis was thrusting in and out of her tender vagina. I stood there, dumbfounded, watching everything unfold before me. They changed positions; my wife squatted on my nephew's lap, swaying her hips... until my nephew sat up, burying his face between my wife's breasts.

My wife, like a submissive wife, wiped my nephew's genitals, only cleaning herself afterward. They wouldn't notice me at all; it seemed I was superfluous, which was true.

The two of them lay naked side by side on the bed watching TV, their favorite talent show.

As they watched, my nephew would occasionally touch my wife's breasts and her tender vagina, while my wife would touch my nephew's already limp penis.

It wasn't until my nephew said he was a bit cold, and my wife said the air conditioning was on full blast, and my nephew

asked if the door was closed properly, that they turned around and saw me standing there blankly behind the door. I silently walked to the living room, found some local produce, and then silently left. No matter how my wife called me, I didn't even glance at them. The car sped along the highway, I drove extremely fast, as if my lost heart lay ahead of the highway.

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