A man's confession of sin and betrayal - Chapter 133 The Club's Crisis 8

Huo Lixiang and Zhou Cang exchanged a glance, smiled faintly, and said, "It's not something we can say for sure. You can ask them yourself when you have the chance. You'll naturally find out after spending more time with them."
I smiled and didn't ask any further questions, probably out of respect for everyone's privacy!
"What? That heartless blockhead would do such a thing? How is that possible?" Liang Yuzhen exclaimed in surprise from the group of women.
We all looked over in confusion. My wife smiled brightly at me and tugged at Liang Yuzhen, saying, "Keep your voice down, it's true."
"What are you afraid of? What can he do if he hears it?" Liang Yuzhen said, deliberately glaring at me.
I sighed inwardly, roughly guessing what they were talking about. I felt truly powerless in the face of this woman. I couldn't control other men's wives, I couldn't win in bed, and I was often bullied off the bed. I could only swallow all my bitterness.
Although she was being quite taunting, her voice soon quieted down, and the women were whispering amongst themselves, their conversation indistinct. Before long, my wife blushed deeply. She would steal glances at me every now and then, quickly averting her eyes when we met.
I wondered what strange ideas Liang Yuzhen was instilling in my wife this time, and I quietly took two steps closer. Her voice was very soft, but I could still hear it faintly.
"Oh! No way!" the wife said.
"That's how it should be, listen to your sister, you can't go wrong," Liang Yuzhen urged.
"Is this really necessary?" his wife asked softly, with a hint of indignation.
"Of course! If you don't believe me, ask Xinru if this trick worked." Liang Yuzhen pulled Mu Xinru onto the chariot.
"Ah! This..." Mu Xinru hesitated.
"Isn't it very useful?" Liang Yuzhen emphasized.
"Oh, um!" Mu Xinru replied reluctantly.
"Alright!" the wife conceded.
I didn't hear clearly what they were talking about, but my wife seemed a little unwilling, yet she was so easily persuaded, showing no independent thought at all. I really felt sorry for her.
"Alright! Remember what I said." Liang Yuzhen said, then released her wife and called to Huo Lixiang, "Hey, let's go!"
My wife returned to my side, looking somewhat distracted, her delicate brows furrowed as if she were deep in thought. Seeing her absent-minded expression, I asked, "What were you two talking about?"
"No, it's nothing." The wife seemed a little flustered.
Her evasiveness only fueled my curiosity, and I asked doubtfully, "Really? You're not lying to me for that woman Liang Yuzhen, are you?"
"Oh! It's nothing, let's go home! I'm so tired today." My wife pulled my arm and started to whine.
My wife wouldn't say, and there was nothing I could do, but her sudden complaint of being tired made me suspicious. She was perfectly fine just a moment ago, how could she be complaining of being tired after only a few words? Things had progressed regarding the photos, so I felt much more relaxed. I didn't bother trying to guess her little secret, greeted everyone, and prepared to leave.
My wife's face was flushed in the car, and she didn't say a word, as if she was holding back some energy, which puzzled me. I even tentatively touched her forehead, thinking she might have a fever, but I almost got a beating for it.
As we entered the elevator, my wife remained silent, deliberately distancing herself from me and standing in another corner. I didn't understand what was happening; I didn't think I'd done anything wrong. I wondered if Liang Yuzhen had said something to my wife. My heart skipped a beat—could she have mentioned what happened with Ye Ziyan in the bathroom last time? Seeing my wife's cold and indifferent demeanor, I felt incredibly uneasy as I entered the house.
My wife came in without taking off her shoes and turned to stare at me. My body froze instantly. I wondered whether I should confess and beg for forgiveness, since honesty is always a good thing!
Cold sweat poured down my back, and I hesitated, about to speak, when my wife suddenly said, "Didn't I promise you one thing? Tell me tonight!"
Before she could finish speaking, her face flushed red to her neck; if I didn't know better, I would have thought she was drunk. It wasn't about that at all; I had indeed been overthinking it. But her words shocked me even more, as if I had ascended from hell to heaven. I cursed myself for losing my composure; I almost confessed. If I had, not only would I have lost tonight's perk, but I might have actually gotten a beating.
But I didn't want to waste such a good opportunity. I'd been preoccupied with the photos these past few days, so I had no interest in anything more. With no desire and no enthusiasm, I earnestly replied, "I haven't decided yet."
She frowned in distress, thought for a moment, and said, "So, what kind of person would you most like to see me become?"
She has always been reserved and conservative, so I've naturally imagined what she would look like after the change many times in my mind. I tried my best to suppress my excitement and said, "Do you really want to say it?" But the slight chuckle in my voice completely betrayed me.
It was as if she saw me suddenly transform from a holy angel into a demon with gaping, bloodthirsty mouths. She hesitated for a moment, then thought about it, and finally nodded shyly.
I felt like I'd won the lottery. I looked her up and down, admiring her beautifully curvaceous body. She felt uncomfortable under my gaze. I swallowed hard and said, "What I want to see most is you turn into a sexy, seductive slut."
"You men are really..." She seemed to have expected me to say that, and wanted to expose my true colors, but she stopped midway through her sentence.
Looking at her pouting, angry expression, I said, annoyed, "Didn't you tell me to say it?"
"Hmph!" She turned her face away and ignored me.
Not wanting to ruin my image, I covered it up by saying, "I was just saying, don't take it seriously."
"Okay, I'll grant your wish tonight, as if I'm fulfilling your request," she said resolutely.
To my surprise, she actually agreed. I asked, half-joyed and half-worried, "Really?"
"If you don't want to, then forget it." A glimmer of hope ignited in her eyes.
"Of course I'd like to," I agreed immediately, and the hope in her eyes was completely shattered.
She gave a pouty huff and said, "Then how do you want me to change?"
"Didn't I buy you a set of sexy lingerie a year ago? You haven't worn it yet!" I said shamelessly, looking just like a dog waiting for its owner to throw it a bone.
I saw that lingerie online. When I saw the woman in the picture wearing it, I got an erection. If she hadn't been in the room, I almost would have masturbated in front of the photo. Later, I secretly ordered it online and gave it to her as a gift on our wedding anniversary. She was initially very happy, but when she opened the box and saw the lingerie inside, she almost went crazy and threw it in my face.
The next day, she hid the underwear and never saw it again. I kept thinking about it, and since I finally had a chance today, I naturally had to seize it.
"You..." She never expected that I still remembered that bra, but she finally held back and said, "Okay! I'll call you later before you come into the bedroom!"
"Mmm! Mmm!" My dream has finally come true. I nodded repeatedly, my mouth almost watering.
She walked to the shoe rack to change her shoes, but I stopped her, saying, "Don't change them, just wear them like this."
High heels are a woman's secret weapon, instantly making legs look longer and body curves more beautiful. I also have a bit of a high-heel fetish; I love seeing women in high heels and stockings. Looking at those long, white, slender legs easily ignites desire.
She gave me a disapproving look, but still gave in.
Watching her retreating figure as she walked towards the bedroom, the dormant desire in my heart was finally rekindled. I rushed to the bathroom, quickly took a shower, and hopefully dried myself off, only to find the bedroom door still tightly closed when I came out.

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