Physical repayment of kindness -- My wife's loss of virginity

At that moment, looking at my wife's delicate face, still flushed from being with other men, an inexplicable urge surged within me, giving me renewed strength. I moved her body around and forcefully thrust into her again. At that moment, I felt I wasn't making love, but rather raging revenge, ruthlessly trampling on my wife, as if trying to reclaim what I had lost… As I thrust passionately, a feeling of impending ejaculation reached my glans. I stopped abruptly, leaving my hard penis inside her warm vagina. Then, I continued. My wife, beneath me, involuntarily parted her sensual lips and let out a stimulating moan under my renewed thrusts. Her legs, which I controlled with my hands, involuntarily rose. With each thrust of my penis into her genitals, her legs swayed up and down… That night, neither of us spoke again. The next morning, when I woke up, I felt incredibly tired. Getting out of bed, my feet felt like they were walking on cotton. My wife was still fast asleep. Although I've been working for two years now, even now, seeing my wife's gentle femininity still fills me with a bittersweet feeling. My wife and I both graduated from the Computer Science Department of Harbin Institute of Technology, though she was my junior, two years after me. We met at a dance. My wife is fair-skinned and tall, like most girls in Harbin—very tall and slender in their youth, with great figures. While my wife isn't exactly a celestial beauty, she possesses a uniquely sexy yet gentle femininity.
At the time, I didn't think much of it; I was just excited to meet such a charming person, so I invited him home. My wife cooked, and we had a nice meal. When he was drunk, he said my wife was beautiful, and that northern girls were wonderful! Perhaps it was fate, but in the following six months, he helped me find a job in Wenzhou—in Director Zhang's bureau. My wife also went into the public security system, but this time to the border defense bureau. For those of us who were transferred back from other places, this was considered an exceptionally good job. After my wife and I returned to Wenzhou to work, we learned that Director Zhang had just turned fifty this year and hadn't looked for another job since my wife passed away. Just like that, more than three years passed without us realizing it.
During these years, Director Zhang, who was previously a deputy director, became a director. Thanks to Director Zhang's patronage, as an introduced talent cadre, I quickly became a division-level cadre in my unit. My wife, with the help of Director Zhang's friends, also became a key employee in the border defense bureau. In addition, my wife was already doing similar work, so three years after I returned to Wenzhou, she was also a cadre in her unit. What was originally a harmonious period gradually changed due to an incident. The reason for the job change was as follows: It was also a summer evening, a weekend, near the end of the workday. I went to Director Zhang's place to report and ask for instructions. After we finished discussing the work, I invited him to my home for dinner. Because of my usually busy work schedule, and because I had moved to a new house under Director Zhang's care, I hadn't invited him to dinner before. Director Zhang readily agreed. Knowing that I had plenty of food at home, and that I didn't usually care about the dishes when drinking with Director Zhang, I bought some vegetables on the way and went home with him. When Director Zhang and I got home, my wife was already there. Because it was summer, she was only wearing briefs and a tank top, no bra. When she opened the door, Director Zhang was stunned. For a moment, everyone was a little embarrassed. After a while, my wife scolded me for not calling her and went to her room. I saw Director Zhang still staring at my wife's slender back, lost in thought. After I called her, he finally came back and slowly followed me into the living room.
When my wife came out of the inner room again, she was dressed, her face flushed, and she didn't dare look at Director Zhang. I think Director Zhang did too. It took a while for everyone to recover. My wife pinched me lightly in the kitchen, asking why I hadn't called her. I joked that Director Zhang was an experienced man, so a little exposure wouldn't hurt… Soon after, the seafood dishes were ready, and the three of us sat down to eat and chat. Director Zhang said there might be some personnel changes in the bureau recently. Director Zhang will be transferred to another bureau to take on a leadership role. Moreover, after he leaves, only one person will be promoted in the department: Assistant Director. He has already recommended me to the bureau and the municipal organization department. My wife and I were both very excited when we heard this. We'd only been in Wenzhou for a year, and yet we'd achieved so much—all thanks to Director Zhang's help. So my wife and I went back and forth toasting him. After a while, Director Zhang seemed a little drunk, his body constantly leaning towards my wife. I assumed he was just drunk and didn't pay much attention to what he was doing, especially since I was also quite drunk. But I noticed my wife sitting next to Director Zhang seemed a little uneasy, though I didn't think anything of it.
I thought, "No way," because we'd known him for three years, and he'd never done anything impolite. I said to my wife, "He must be drunk; it's okay to take care of him." After I said that, I noticed my wife's face turned very red. Seeing how drunk I was, she didn't say anything more. When we sat down together again, I toasted Director Zhang, and my wife kept giving me meaningful glances. I thought it was nothing, my heart filled with gratitude towards Director Zhang. At that moment… I accidentally dropped my chopsticks on the floor. When I turned around to get them, I suddenly sobered up under the table. I saw Director Zhang's hand under the table, moving back and forth across my wife's thigh. My wife seemed to be resisting fiercely, squirming and twisting. She was trying her best to prevent Director Zhang from reaching under her skirt. I was immediately stunned. How could Director Zhang do such a thing? In a moment of
impulse, I raised my head and bumped the table. My action made Director Zhang sober up a bit, and he moved his hand away from my wife's thigh. I saw my wife quickly get up and go to the bathroom. Because Director Zhang had done such a great favor for our family, although I felt uncomfortable, I didn't think too much of it. We continued drinking for a while longer, and then I saw Director Zhang downstairs. After we got downstairs, Director Zhang seemed much more sober and asked me, "I drank too much today. Did I lose control just now?" I naturally said, "No, no..." "Yes!" Director Zhang didn't seem to intend for me to take him home. Instead, he dragged me to another upscale restaurant. He then proceeded to a place that seemed too luxurious for my taste, and then to a place that seemed too expensive and unappealing. He insisted on taking me there, saying, "I feel so bad for you, I feel so bad for you." He continued, "I feel so bad for you, I feel so bad for you, I feel so bad for you, I feel so bad for you, I feel so bad for you, I feel so bad for you." け溉盟僮龆问疲饩统璐骄掷固粗氐拦梨n业笔辈恢佬睦?cad φ倍哉啪炙凳裁矗娑砸桓鑫易鹁床⑶腋宋颐悄悄敲创竽暌乖拗娜耍涫党逝世掀盼颐鞘鞘裁炊技梢愿摹？晌侍饩褪浅鲈谡饫铩＞腿缧硪煌砩希谱矸堑淖淼乃盗宋依掀藕芏嘣奚偷幕啊t诨丶业穆飞希揖埔丫沟椎那逍Α耍」苁窃咨兹鹊南募荆辉After that, one day, while lying in bed with my wife after making love, I told her that perhaps our longtime benefactor had taken a liking to her. My wife was stunned for a moment, speechless, before finally saying, "No way!" Time passed, and the family rarely talked about Director Zhang anymore. It was only in this way... During my stay, I tried my best to avoid going to Director Zhang's office, especially since he was leaving. The organization department, as Director Zhang had instructed, conducted a thorough investigation of me, going to the grassroots level to understand my work and personal situation. Then one day, I received a call from Director Zhang in my office, asking me to come over immediately.
As soon as I entered Director Zhang's office, he smiled and said to me, "I have passed the organization department's investigation, and the appointment letter will be issued in the next two days."
Although I verbally expressed my gratitude as always, I felt no joy at all. When I got home that evening, my wife saw my gloomy face and assumed something unpleasant had happened at work. It wasn't until we were lying in bed that night, caressing my wife's ample breasts, that I finally managed to tell her, "Director Zhang told me today that my application for assistant director has been approved." My wife was delighted and said, "So you're a bureau-level cadre now! We should find a way to properly thank Director Zhang for all the care he's given our family over the years." "How can we thank him? Director Zhang has everything he needs, and he's helped us so much before, but we've never given him any special thanks." Actually, as I said this to my wife, a bad feeling crept over me, and I couldn't help but hug her tightly. "What's wrong with you today? Why are you so upset?" my wife asked gently. So I blurted out what I'd been holding back for so long: "Every time I look at Director Zhang's eyes when he looks at you, it's obvious, isn't it? He's just too embarrassed to say it. Especially that day at our house, touching your thigh in front of me. If it were anyone else, I would have killed them already."
In a fit of rage, I roughly parted my wife's long, slender legs and thrust inside her. My wife seemed to know what I was thinking, and tried her best to spread her legs wide to cooperate with my frenzied thrusting. A moment later, I ejaculated inside my wife. I turned over and went to sleep, ignoring her. A little while later, I sometimes heard my wife sobbing. I still ignored her. I was still angry and frustrated by what my wife had just said to me. However, I couldn't find a better solution; the debt I owed others seemed to be weighing heavier and heavier on my shoulders. And so, two more weeks passed quietly. During those two weeks, Director Zhang was transferred to another bureau to take charge of work, and my wife and I never talked about the topic of Director Zhang again. But I know that my wife is an exceptionally strong-willed northern woman, bold and decisive, and she has always been the one to take the lead on important matters. Near the end of the workday on the weekend, I received a call from my wife, saying she would be home late that night and that I shouldn't wait for her. Because my wife usually has a lot of social engagements at work, and I, as an assistant, am also very busy,
I often arrive home late and my wife hasn't returned yet. We're both used to the nightlife in Wenzhou.
However, that night I waited particularly late, until midnight, and my wife still hadn't come home. I couldn't help but worry, so I called her cell phone. The phone rang for a while before she answered. She seemed to be in a very quiet place, and she sounded a little anxious. I asked her what was wrong? Was she okay? My wife said she was fine, and told me to go to sleep, that she would be back soon. My wife said it was nothing, so I went to sleep peacefully. I don't know what time it was, but I was vaguely awakened by my wife getting into bed. I asked, "What time is it?" My wife said, "It's late, go to sleep!" Then she reached out from behind and gently touched my penis, saying, "Still so sleepy even in your sleep," before going back to sleep.
My penis had been stroked and touched by my wife twice, and I gradually felt restless. So I turned over and hugged my wife's bare back, one hand gently stroking her breasts and the other stroking her genitals. "Stop fooling around, go to sleep!" my wife said. She said softly, somewhat reluctantly. However, the moment my hand touched my wife's genitals, I could clearly feel how unusually wet they were. So I said to her, "You said you didn't want to, but you're already wet down there!" She ignored me. Ignoring her protests, I pulled down her shorts and penetrated her. Because her back was always to me, I felt a lack of stimulation and quickly pulled out. But the whole process felt very strange to me, because my wife had never done this before. In all the years we've been married, she never gets wet easily at the beginning, except when watching pornographic VCDs. Only then would my wife's discharge be like this today. "You're not acting normally today, what's wrong?" My wife still ignored me. I glanced at the time; it was almost 1 a.m., so I asked again, "Was there some kind of trouble at work tonight?" My wife stirred, but still didn't answer. I was getting a little angry with her. At this moment, my wife got up and found some toilet paper to wipe away the discharge. She glanced at me and said, "You really want to know?" I looked at my wife with a strange expression. "If you really want to know, I'll tell you, but before I finish, you're not allowed to get angry or interrupt." I remained silent. Then my wife lay back down. She came to my side, leaned on my shoulder, and said, "You've probably guessed it already, I'm with him." "Who?
Could it be Director Zhang?" Actually, I'd been confused ever since my wife said that, but it also seemed somewhat unbelievable. My wife nodded, which was a tacit agreement.
She stopped abruptly at my words, took her thigh off my stomach, and stared, speechless. We lay on the bed in silence for a long time. "What are you thinking about?" I asked softly, gently caressing her breasts. "If that's really the case, why don't we go back to the Northeast?" "How about... how about I go see Director Zhang and see if he's really what we think? If we stay in Wenzhou and ruin our relationship with Director Zhang, it'll be bad for us in the future. Besides, apart from some recent disagreements in this area, he's really been good to us!" My wife said, looking at me. "You mean, if Director Zhang really has designs on you, you're going to sacrifice yourself?" I asked my wife uncomfortably. "Then do you think there's a better way now? You know I'm not that kind of person, but I owe people too much, it's never good. Maybe you could balance things out..." "Given my feelings, I can go see him once; a short pain is better than a long one, and you know how much I love you. But what if Zhang Ju isn't what you imagine?" My wife went on and on. Northern women are so straightforward. After living in Wenzhou for a year, she's started treating relationships like a transaction. This might be related to my wife's always serious work attitude. But this time, it's my dear wife who's sacrificed; how can I possibly let that happen?
At this moment, my wife asked me to go to the kitchen to get some water for Director Zhang. As soon as I entered the kitchen, my wife followed me in, saying that Director Zhang must have drunk too much today and touched her.
"This morning, as soon as I got to work, he called me and said he was having lunch with our bureau chief at noon, and invited me to join him," my wife said, glancing at me before continuing. "It was just the three of us having lunch today. Our bureau chief said he'd immediately promote me to deputy director of the Entry-Exit Administration Department, and that I should thank Director Zhang properly. I was sitting next to Director Zhang when he put his hand on my thigh under the table. I was already quite conscious by then; the last time we ate at our house, he wasn't drunk, but did it intentionally. Because I feel we owe him so much, even though I usually treat him like an elder and respect him greatly, I felt awkward refusing his ambiguous actions. So I let him touch my thigh. When our bureau chief toasted, Director Zhang only slightly lowered his hand from my thigh." My wife looked up at me and continued.
"Later, our Director Wang went outside to take a phone call. At that moment, Director Zhang took advantage of my momentary lapse in attention and lightly kissed my cheek. I immediately tried to pull away, but his arm was around my waist, preventing me from escaping. He kissed me again. I was worried that Director Wang would see us, so I told him, 'Don't do that, Director Wang will see.' Then Director Zhang released me, casually straightened my clothes, and inadvertently stroked my chest several times."
Listening to my wife's account, I felt no energy whatsoever, as if she were talking about something completely unrelated to me. Perhaps it was because I was overconfident, having discovered Director Zhang's feelings for my wife, that this day was bound to happen sooner or later. "And then?" I asked.
My wife continued, "Later, Director Wang came in. After dinner, I went back to my office. One afternoon, I was exhausted from working so hard! I was so frustrated with myself, so I couldn't even speak properly. I was so frustrated with myself, so I couldn't even speak properly. I was so frustrated with myself, so I couldn't even speak properly. I was so frustrated with myself, so I couldn't even speak properly. I was so frustrated with myself, so I couldn't even speak properly. I was so frustrated with myself, so I couldn't even speak properly. I was so frustrated with myself, so I couldn't even speak properly." My wife continued, "Later, Director Wang came in. After dinner, I went back to my office. I was so frustrated with myself, so I couldn't even speak properly. ... ! The liver industry pen is finished, the bridge is closed, the road is full of worms, the model is changed, the dizziness is revealed, the worms say the companions are confused! 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Just as I was about to turn around, he gently hugged me from behind, and his two hands seemed to be placed on my chest unintentionally—" "Go on, I won't be angry. I want to know every detail." At this point, my wife turned her back to me somewhat embarrassed and continued, "I thought he hugged me..." Looking at me from behind, I gently said to him, "Director Zhang, please, please don't do this. My husband will be upset if he finds out." Director Zhang held me for a long time without saying a word. Then he softly said, "I really love you. I don't want to hurt your husband, and I don't want to force you to do something you don't want to do." After hearing this, I was very excited. Then, Director Zhang gently kissed my neck from behind. "Husband, please don't be angry. I was really very excited at that time. You know, all these years of marriage, I have been a very dutiful woman," my wife explained. Actually, I already knew very well what they were doing afterward, but a thrilling desire forced me to ask again. "Tell me, it's okay, what happened afterward?" I said to my wife. "I was with Director Zhang..." She tried to break free from his embrace, but felt powerless, so she let him hold her from behind as they looked at the night view. "Gradually, I noticed Zhang's breathing becoming more rapid, his embrace tighter and tighter. I... I could even feel his penis pressing against my buttocks. I felt uncomfortable, and I wanted to turn around and tell him not to." "But just as I turned, Zhang kissed my lips and sucked hard. My mind went blank. A long time passed, and when I came to my senses, I realized Zhang's hand was already inside my clothes." At this moment, my wife shyly bent over slightly. I felt incredibly aroused, and my wife must have sensed it from her description. Dong was already positioned between her thighs. I couldn't control my emotions any longer, so I pulled up my wife's nightgown and inserted Dong into her vagina again. At that moment, I realized that my wife's vagina was already overflowing with desire. After inserting myself into her vagina, I pressed my hands against her breasts and thrust violently. Then I stopped and said to my wife, "Keep talking. I want to know everything that happened between you two." My wife remained silent. "Tell me? What's wrong?" I urged. "The rest is what happened, I don't want to talk about it." As soon as my wife finished speaking, I thrust violently into her vagina again. Just as I thought I was about to ejaculate, I stopped and said to my wife, "Besides feeling uncomfortable, honestly, I also find it extremely stimulating." So I want to know, I won't blame you for what you did to him, it's already happened. I just want to know if my dear wife feels the same way I do when she's having sex with someone else?" After my repeated reassurances, my wife stretched her body, turned to face me, and began to speak again: "Because I didn't change my clothes after work today, I was prepared, so I wore a dress. So Director Zhang was thinking of unbuttoning my shirt, but it wasn't so easy, and his hand was big and reached down, very tightly. He also felt uncomfortable, but he was afraid that forcing me would make me resentful.
At this point, I thought, since it's already happened, I'll let him do it. Doing this is a way of repaying him for his help to us over the years, so I said to him, 'It hurts!' Just then, Director Zhang tried to... I picked up the children and carried them to Langlingqing, but I calmed down and said to Director Zhang, "Don't do that, I need to say something to you." Director Zhang paused for a moment after hearing this. So I continued, "Director Zhang, my family is extremely grateful and respectful to you, but we don't know how to thank you. Do whatever you want to me today, but this is the first and last time." After hearing my words, Director Zhang's eyes reddened. He said he really liked me very much, otherwise he wouldn't have done this to me; he couldn't control his emotions. He also said that there were so many beautiful women in the workplace, but he had never been interested in any of them. He had been alone all these years, and I was still the only girl he loved. After hearing this, I seemed to shed tears as well, so I said to Director Zhang... "I'll do it." Suddenly, my wife fell silent. The house fell silent except for the sound of the refrigerator. After a long while, I asked in a low voice, "And then?" My wife sighed and continued, "Between the living room and the balcony, I faced him, unbuttoned my blouse, and exposed my entire upper body except for my bra." My wife glanced at me and continued, "After throwing my blouse on the ground, I went upstairs and whispered to Director Zhang, 'Do whatever you want.'" "At that moment, Director Zhang looked at me with red eyes and said, 'I really don't want to hurt you. Put your clothes on and let's go!'" "I didn't expect Director Zhang to say that to me. I was extremely surprised, so we stood there in a stalemate for a long time. I hesitated, wondering whether to put my clothes on and leave immediately..." "Like this..." "Director Zhang suddenly pulled me into his arms and kissed me forcefully on the lips. At that moment, I just felt my whole body go limp, without any strength at all."
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"When I came out of the bathroom, I was completely naked. I saw him still naked, leaning against the bed. That's when I could see his large, thick penis under his belly, with a dark glans that wasn't completely soft yet. I felt a little embarrassed, as it was the first time a man other than you had looked at me like that. So I quickly tried to put on my clothes." "He said, 'I'm so beautiful.' Just as I was about to put on my clothes, he came over, picked me up, and put me on the bed, saying I should lie down for a while before getting dressed. So I pulled the sheet over my body, but he wouldn't let me. He pressed me down and kissed my breasts." Hearing my wife say this, I couldn't hold back any longer. I opened my wife's legs and thrust my penis into her body. As I thrust, I asked my wife, "And then?" With each thrust, her breasts swelled, and I could feel the glistening, milky-white fluid flowing from her vagina, trickling down her perineum to her buttocks… My wife let out intoxicating moans of "Oh… Ah…," her full, beautiful buttocks involuntarily undulating in rhythm with her movements, her delicate face radiating the glow of sexual pleasure… I couldn't help but place my hand between my penis and her vaginal opening and anus, gently pinching her perineum. "Oh… Oh…," her moans intensified, her fluids already flowing down her buttocks onto the sheets… I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated inside her again. When I thrust into her again, she was still basking in the pleasure of the previous lovemaking. "Did he give you a massage afterwards?" I asked. My wife sighed and said, "I didn't expect that he would get hard again right after ejaculating, and want to spread my legs and penetrate me again." My wife glanced at me and continued, "Actually, I didn't want to have sex with him anymore. The initial passion had faded a lot, so I gently said to him, 'Can I help you with my hand first?'"
"When I came out of the bathroom, he was already sitting up, watching my every move. I told him to turn his back so he wouldn't see me getting dressed, but he kept staring at me. I felt my face burning red. What I found strange was that, in just a short while, I saw his big thing getting hard again. I was extremely surprised." My wife then leaned closer to me. Just as I finished putting on my bra and was looking for my underwear, my phone rang. My heart skipped a beat; I didn't know whether to answer or not. While I was hesitating, he took my bag, found the phone, and handed it to me while simultaneously hugging me from behind. I could tell that his damn thing was hard again, pressing against my butt." My wife then gave me a somewhat complaining look and said, "It's always your calls!" "What's wrong?" I asked. I was about to leave when you called, but as I answered, he took the opportunity to push me back onto the sofa. I was on the phone with you, afraid you'd hear me, and I was incredibly nervous, so I let him spread my legs again. He knelt down and thrust his penis into me again. You were still rambling on the phone, but you know this time he really penetrated me completely. He held my buttocks with both hands, and his front was thrusting hard against me, and I couldn't make a sound. At this moment, my wife squeezed my penis hard; it was already hard again. "No wonder I heard your voice rolling on the phone," I muttered to myself. "When I hung up the phone, it was true. This time, my lower body was completely under Director Zhang's control. Because I was sitting, I could clearly see that between my swaying legs, which he had lifted, his thick, hard penis was powerfully moving in and out of my vagina. I could even clearly see my tender vaginal opening turning in and out with the slight movements of Director Zhang's penis. Milky white, shiny vaginal fluid was flowing out of my vagina, running down my perineum to both sides of my buttocks... and he even bent down and took my hardened nipples into his mouth, sucking and teasing them... I felt like I was flying. I hadn't felt like that in a long time." "Mmm... mmm... it hurts... be gentle..." I pleaded softly, but he didn't care about my resistance and only cared about trampling on me. "At first, he tried to kiss me, which I always refused. But then he kissed my slightly parted lips as I moaned. At first, I clenched my teeth to block his tongue from entering, but as his penis began to thrust, I couldn't control myself anymore. I opened my mouth in a daze and actively welcomed his tongue in. Our tongues danced wildly together, and I involuntarily hugged his naked body tightly..." After a long while, my wife murmured, "He slowly sat down and withdrew his penis from my body. I saw that it was covered by his now shrunken, limp penis, but the glans was still very large. White semen flowed out of my vagina. I felt weak all over, covered in sweat, and I couldn't tell if it was his or hers." "Thank you! Thank you so much. You've made me feel young again," Zhang said gently to me. Later, with Zhang's help, I staggered into the bathroom for the third time. He thought he would come in, but as soon as I went in, I closed the door. I looked in the mirror and cried! Maybe it was because the sound was so loud, but I heard Director Zhang say a lot of things at the door, but I couldn't hear what he said. "After washing up, I went to the sofa with my head down, got dressed, grabbed my bag, and went home." "I knew Director Zhang chased after me, but I ignored him. I regretted everything I did tonight, and I felt ashamed of my actions."
"He didn't answer me, so I tried touching his penis with my hand. It was so hard, almost like yours." "What's his penis like?" I asked. "Similar to yours, except his glans is especially big and thick, much thicker than yours," my wife said, squeezing my penis again. "Just like that, he was kneading my breasts with one hand, twisting my nipples and not letting go... his other hand was moving in and out of my vagina, and I was also stroking his penis. I felt that one hand was not enough to handle it, so I tried my best to make each stroke go up and down, to expose his glans as much as possible, and to stimulate him back and forth at the ejaculation opening with my thumb. Sometimes, I deliberately spread his ejaculation opening wide, or dug my fingernail into his ejaculation opening. I could understand that he found it extremely stimulating and painful." "This At that moment, I felt he was pushing my head away. I knew he wanted me to kiss him, but I refused. I told him I could do whatever he wanted with me down there, but I wouldn't put his thing in my mouth. "He didn't force me. Just like that, under my ministrations, I felt his body straighten up a bit. I knew he was probably close to ejaculating again. Sure enough, the thing in my hand spurted out again, shooting quite far, even getting some on my face." "I didn't expect a 50-year-old man to be so amazing." "Did you have any more direct contact with your genitals afterward?" I asked with concern. "After he ejaculated on the sheets this time, he seemed a bit tired. My hands felt sore, and my lower body felt a bit hot. Was it because he hurt me? I was thinking." "After resting for a while, I went to the bathroom again to go home."
Looking at my wife's beautiful face, a heart-wrenching sorrow welled up inside me. For the sake of the family, my wife had paid off my heavy emotional debt. After a while, my wife woke up groggily. Seeing me staring at her, she immediately covered her face with the blanket, embarrassed. It took a while before she finally revealed her beautiful eyes. "Get up! We'll be late."
With my gentle tugging, my wife sat up, revealing her two delicate and lovely breasts. I could vaguely see the purple stains left by Director Zhang from last night.
At breakfast, I asked my wife, "What if Director Zhang wants to see you again? What are you going to do?" My wife looked up, puzzled, and stared at me for a long time. "A next time? Aren't we even?" I felt a surge of satisfaction at my wife's unwavering answer. Without thinking, I lowered my hands to caress my wife's breasts while kissing her. "I want it again now," I said to my wife. "Hehe, now you know how to pamper your wife, right? To be honest, I was always worried you wouldn't be able to handle it, but if I told you beforehand, I definitely wouldn't get your approval," my wife explained shyly. Because of the tight schedule, I drove my own car to work.
That evening, my wife arrived home early and prepared an exceptionally delicious meal. Her cooking skills had adapted well to local tastes; the Wenzhou dishes were now impeccably prepared. Looking at my beautiful and mature wife, my appetite immediately returned. Knowing my needs, my wife and I went to bed early. "Husband, you haven't treated me like this in so long. I feel like I've found the feeling from when we first got married," my wife murmured as my penis thrust in and out of her vagina. Actually, I felt the same way, even though the bitterness and sorrow in my heart lingered. I concentrated all my resentment on my glans, thrusting hard into my wife's body. Soon, we both reached a rare climax, drenched in sweat. My wife and I lay flat, caressing her exquisite breasts. The thought that my wife had also been kissed and caressed by others yesterday made my penis hard again. My wife knew what I was thinking. While caressing my chest, she comforted me, saying, "I'm not a virgin anymore. I gave you my first time. This was the only way. Besides, I didn't lose anything..." Hearing my wife's murmured words, I impulsively told her, "Don't let it happen again," and at the same time, I inserted my penis into her body.
My wife, with her legs spread wide, made it easier for me to enter. At the same time, she thrust her tongue into my mouth, swirling it around. As my wife's body pressed against mine, I don't know what came to mind, but I suddenly asked her, "Is this old man's cock fun?" My wife was momentarily stunned, then instantly understood what I meant: "Mmm, it's fun. The glans is so big, it feels swollen when it's inside me, different from yours." "Anything else?" I asked, moving inside her. A thrill and pleasure I'd never felt before surged through me, seemingly transmitted to my penis, filling me with unparalleled joy. My wife, slightly pleased, continued, "He's different from yours. Yours can penetrate me deeply, caressing all my itchy spots, while his only makes my vagina feel full, rubbing around the opening. Of course, it's more satisfying for your husband..." Her voice was somewhat unrestrained and ambiguous, as she tried her best to arch her lower body so I could penetrate more deeply. The bedroom was filled with her moans of pleasure. When the second climax arrived, we both stretched out, and I ejaculated all my semen into my wife's vagina. My wife remained motionless, enjoying the throbbing of my penis within her. The sheets were covered with our love fluids and sweat. When we finally came to our senses, it was already the early morning of the next day.
For nearly a week, my wife and I turned down all social engagements, and every night, besides making love, we made love. Director Zhang never contacted my wife again. About two weeks later, one Thursday at noon, I was resting in my office when I suddenly received a call from my wife. She told me that Director Zhang had just called, saying he hadn't contacted her recently, mainly because he felt a little apologetic, and asked if I knew anything about it. My wife told me on the phone that she hadn't told Director Zhang that I already knew. I admired my wife's handling of the situation; this way, I wouldn't feel awkward seeing Director Zhang in the future. Finally, my wife told me that Director Zhang wanted to invite her to dinner the following weekend, but she said she might not have time and suggested that I go with him. Director Zhang hesitated for a long time on the phone, finally saying he would call my wife again the next day to confirm. When my wife came home that evening, I immediately and carefully questioned her about Director Zhang's call. By this time, I was much calmer; on the contrary, I felt a strange sense of excitement. I asked my wife if she wanted to go the next day. His wife said she hadn't even considered being alone with him anymore. She said she was completely unfazed, that she was just a stranger to him, and that she was completely in love with him. She said she was completely unfazed, that she was completely unfazed, and that she was completely unfazed. She said she was completely unfazed, and that she was completely unfazed. She said she was completely unfazed, and that she was completely unfazed. At this moment, I nudged my naked wife lying in my arms, caressing her breasts as I told her my feelings. My wife looked up at me, seeing me speaking earnestly, and couldn't help but admit that she also felt the same way. I asked my wife, "If you can't express how I feel, would you be willing to try feeling that way again?" My wife looked at me again and said, "Do you mean the truth?" I said, "Of course, the truth." My wife said, "I would." After hearing this, I felt extremely disappointed. I so desperately wanted her to say no. However, since this happened, it has opened up a spiritual space I had never explored before, and how could I not want to experience that feeling again without any loss? I hugged my gentle wife and told her my feelings again. My wife remained silent. After a long while, my wife murmured to me, "I've never imagined making love to a 50-year-old man like him. To be honest, as far as Director Zhang is concerned, I don't think he's a bad person, and he's exceptionally respectful of me. Sometimes I wonder, how could a man like him, still so charming and debonair, not have a woman by his side? Especially, in matters of the flesh, he's incredibly gentle with women when he needs to be, and when he needs to be forceful, he's just as capable as any young man." At this point, I interrupted, "Are you comparing him to me, a young man like me?"
When my wife realized she had gone too far and hurriedly tried to explain herself again, I kissed her tightly as she tried to speak. After a while, I said to my wife, "Actually, I know you're devoted to me, but sometimes the body needs more intense stimulation. This is sometimes different from emotional fulfillment, especially after experiencing new stimulation." My wife nodded in agreement. At that moment, I felt my penis was rock hard, like steel. I rolled over and climbed onto my wife's body. She cooperated by opening her legs and consciously thrusting her vulva forward, allowing me to penetrate her. I consciously slowed my pace, saying to my wife as I thrust into her vulva, "If you're willing, I'll give you another chance. You can go keep this old man company tomorrow." My wife thought I was seeking stimulation through words again, and said shyly, "Okay! As long as you're willing, I can go keep this old thing company every day." Amidst my wife's lewd words, I quickly lost control and ejaculated.
When we both calmed down, I brought up the previous topic again. My wife now thought I was taking it seriously and asked me, "Do you still think I really want to go keep some old man company again?" I didn't answer. After a while, I finally told my wife, "If you want to go, go ahead. I've already been there once, so I don't mind doing it a second time. But you have to tell me beforehand so I can prepare. And, and when you get back, you have to tell me everything that happened. I'm not sure if you'll tell me what happened, or if you'll tell me anything else. I'm not sure if you'll tell me anything else ...改闳缃穹椿诨估吹眉埃ー晃揖秃驼啪殖園谷チ恕！沟侣煞缋锎戳逝世掀庞行┏宥缘玫睦说挠锲5胰猿圆蛔祭掀攀呛臀伊蛉つ卣昭娴牡闭妫俊刚娴模俊刮依щ蟮奈实馈！ "Fu Bihuang Qinxian Mo, Qi Huangpai Huanxiang Xiangyu Tongzhan, 180, shua, Xia Hu Jiu Gangcai Niu, Hui Chai Hui Jia Yi, Si Ding Gua Yi, Shi Shi Xian Nuo Mu Ang Li, Nai Qi Jue Huan Yong Yu, λ Dan Hai Gai Hong ァ, 20 Hong グ Sang, 火 ?灰腋愦虻侣煞舒俊梗杆姹隳憷玻∥梗±瞎剑, 'Your wife is going to have sex with someone else in an hour, don't you care at all?'" I could hear the stutter in my wife's voice, a result of her agitation. "Go!" I said, and hung up the phone. At that moment, I felt completely lost. I didn't know where I should go. I had no idea how I could pass the time while my wife was having sex with someone else for hours. Lost in thought, I still made my way home.
Once home, my mind was filled with questions: What was my wife doing now? Was Director Zhang already kissing her breasts? Then I thought, well, she'd already been with Director Zhang once, what harm could one more time do? I tried to calm myself down, but it was already past midnight, and there was still no sign of my wife returning. So I picked up the phone. But her phone rang for a long time without anyone answering. The thought that she must be pinned down on the bed by Director Zhang made me feel a pang of jealousy. I wondered where they were. Were they at
Director Zhang's house? Or at the dinner table? Just as I was daydreaming, the phone rang. I rushed over to pick it up, and sure enough, it was my wife calling. "You called me? I didn't hear you earlier," she said. I quickly asked, "Did you do it?" "Yeah, he's taking a shower in Langling now, I just finished." "Did you do it (time)?" "Hehe! I won't tell you! He's here..." My wife smoothly hung up the phone. After she hung up, I figured she'd be back soon, so I sat on the edge of the bed, my penis erect, happily recalling everything she'd said on the phone. But I waited until past midnight, and still no sign of her returning. I started to get anxious and considered calling her again. While I hesitated, I heard a car downstairs, and I quickly turned off the lights and ran to the balcony.
In the dim light, I seemed to see a van park not far from my building's stairwell. The headlights flickered on and off. After a while, recognizing the familiar figure, I immediately saw it was my wife. She seemed to have gotten out of the van, then stuck her head inside, because the light came on as soon as the door opened. I saw my wife kissing someone. Her buttocks were propped up high by her feet. After a while, she finally pulled herself completely out of the van. She waved to me and came up. As soon as my wife opened the door, I impatiently grabbed her, closed the door, and dragged her to the sofa. I spread her legs, pulled out my penis, and, ignoring her resistance, thrust it in. At this point, my wife stopped talking, letting me pound into her vagina. Soon, she began to moan, holding my head tightly. With each thrust, a satisfied moan escaped her throat. I clung to my wife like that for a while without moving, and I could feel the fluid gradually flowing from her vagina. After a long time, my wife pushed me away and said, "You're raping me! I'm so tired!" So I ignored her and went to the bathroom to take a shower, then lay down on the bed. After I finished showering, my wife also took a shower, and soon she was done. She lay naked beside me. "It's a good thing it's Sunday tomorrow, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to walk," my wife muttered to herself. Seeing that I was still silent, my wife asked me, "What's wrong? Are you really angry? Didn't you agree to let me go?" After saying that, my wife affectionately touched my penis and kissed me, saying, "It's hard again." Then she affectionately placed my hand on her breast. Startled by my wife's action, I nervously lowered my head to look at my wife's breasts, and my wife giggled. "There's no mark here today, we've changed locations." "Where?" I asked hastily. My wife looked at me with a grin and said, "Finally, you've said something! I thought you were ignoring me!" Then she affectionately pulled me into her arms. "Want to hear?" My wife knew what I was thinking, and she knew I was unwilling to say it. I nodded in my wife's arms.
"Today, we went to Jingxin Island for dinner. We ate from 5:30 to past 8:00. Later, he suggested we sit by the river. We found a quiet spot. It was a bit cold by the river, and he noticed, so he put his arm around me and started talking. During dinner, he talked about his ex-wife. He said that before he met me, he had never liked any other girl. After he came to my house in Harbin for dinner, he decided to transfer us to Wenzhou. He said I looked very much like his ex-wife. He loved her very much. Even today, he still seems to live in her world." "By the river, when he got emotional, he kissed me passionately and said he was grateful for everything I had given him. He said I was very affectionate and that I was very loving." "That's all?" I asked with great difficulty. My wife pinched me and continued, "Later, later the two of us kissed on the chair. He touched my whole body, and I didn't resist, letting him gently touch every part of me. Because I had prepared beforehand, I had worn a skirt tonight." My wife glanced at me shyly and continued, "At first, he only touched my breasts and unbuttoned the back of my shirt, but later, he touched my inner thigh and tried to insert his fingers. I said no, someone would see, but he gently said, it's okay, no one usually comes to this place. People who come to the island at night are all here to play mahjong, no one will come to this place." Despite what he said, I still thought it was important. We've been married for so many years and I've never done anything like that. "Later, in his comforting voice..." In the middle of it all, I gradually gave up all resistance, letting him take off my shorts and put them in his pocket. I was completely naked from the waist down, only partially covered by my skirt, letting him caress me to his heart's content. Under his caresses, I was in unbearable agony, my lower body itching terribly, especially the stimulation of being naked and caressed in the wild. My lower body quickly became very wet, my skirt covered in my fluids. "He started by inserting one finger into my lower body, then... later, he actually inserted three fingers! I was so scared I dared not scream or shout. He was really wicked. And he was also constantly sucking on my two nipples. Under his stimulation, I had two orgasms on the chair. Each time, I clung tightly to him, letting him continue to stimulate me."
"Later, when I came to my senses, I realized that he had completely lifted my skirt above my waist. Although it was dark and I couldn't see, he had spread my legs wide open, and the river breeze felt cool and comfortable down there." "Comfortable?" he asked me. I nodded shyly.
If he hadn't taken the initiative to lower my skirt, I would have preferred to stay like that a little longer. Later, he pulled me into his arms and gently told me that I could be his daughter. At that moment, I deliberately complained and scolded him, "What kind of father sleeps with his daughter?" "I was sitting face to face with him, and I could feel his hard penis pressing against my vulva. My body was in so much pain from what he was doing, so I consciously moved my hips to rub against his penis. He must have felt it, so he took my hand, and I moved back a little and helped him unzip his pants." By this time, based on my wife's description, I was already painfully aroused, so I climbed on top of her, and she cooperated by guiding my penis into her body. "I'll just stay still, you keep talking, okay?" My wife lifted up and kissed me, then continued, "After unzipping his pants, he took out his own penis and made me put my hand on his glans." "While gently putting it on, I said to him, 'Why is your glans so big?'" "He asked me, 'How many men have you been with in your life?' I said, 'Just my husband.' In the darkness, I could feel his satisfied smile." "He also asked me, 'Is your penis big?' I said, 'Not as thick as his, but when we actually do it, it's not as comfortable as my husband's.' I told the truth. Unexpectedly, this sentence aroused his dissatisfaction, and he forcefully inserted his fingers into my vagina, thrusting hard, making me immediately beg for mercy, saying how powerful he was." At this moment, my wife lowered her head somewhat embarrassed. Because of my wife's words, I impulsively thrust my glans into my wife's vagina.
"Later, he wanted to have sex with me outside, and I said no, absolutely not. I said I could help him get it out, but we absolutely couldn't have sex. He thought I had been so accommodating to him before, and that I would agree to any of his requests. But to be honest, before I met him, I was already imagining how exciting it would be, but after meeting him, I just didn't have that initial passion anymore. I always thought of him as an old man, someone from a different generation than us. If it weren't for his wife's touching story and his subsequent actions, I don't think this would have happened." "Seeing how resistant I was, he asked me to help him get it out with my hand." So I lowered myself to his level, squatted down, and tried to masturbate him. He was lying across the chair, looking really comfortable. I tried to masturbate him forcefully, but before I could, he ejaculated, all over my shirt. I angrily slapped his penis, which made him cry out in pain.” My wife chuckled as she said this. “Today his penis didn’t get hard immediately like last time. When I was cleaning him up, it was still limp, only the head was still so big. He rested for a while, and I suggested we go home, but he insisted on taking me home.”
So we boarded the ship, disembarked, and caught up with his car, but unexpectedly, he drove straight to the restaurant. "On the way, I told him I wasn't going today, that I'd already told him last time, but he ignored me. After we got to the restaurant and parked the car, he pulled me onto the elevator, not caring whether anyone saw us, making me feel so embarrassed." After he pushed me into his room, as soon as he closed the door, he hugged and kissed me forcefully. You know, at that moment, I was a little angry. If it weren't for the old director's help to us so much, I definitely would have turned on him. However, thinking about all the support he had given us, my heart softened. So I let him hug and kiss me. What's infuriating is that as he kissed me, my top disappeared, and then my skirt fell down. In the end, I was completely naked and at his mercy. I knew I couldn't escape tonight, so I steeled myself and told him, "Can I take a shower?" because I'd sweated a lot on the chair earlier. "So he quickly took off his clothes and carried me to the bathroom. Just then, I heard the phone ring. I wanted to answer it, but he wouldn't let me. In the bathroom, he became much gentler. You know, I love his gentleness. As he washed me and touched my whole body, I felt much better and started to feel desire." "Especially when he was washing my vulva, his fingers, covered in shower gel, would sometimes slip into my penis, making me bounce around and feel so good. Then he would try different ways to insert his already hard penis into my vagina and thrust it in and out a couple of times. Or he would rub my back hard. In just a short while, I felt my own penis coming out again." As my wife said this, I couldn't hold back anymore, and my penis came out in my wife's vagina without much movement. My wife looked at me and smiled, continuing to reminisce. "Later, I couldn't help myself and actively inserted his device into my penis, and we started thrusting together. By the time he ejaculated, I had already come twice. While he pulled out and sat down to rest, I quickly washed up and came out, intending to call you first and then come back. When I called, I was still completely naked." "But unexpectedly, after I put down..." The old man came out, and started banging on the phone again. He was all smiles and laughter, and his voice was trembling. He looked at the old man with a strange, unsettling gaze ... Scratching chair official  skeleton father mechanical glue sleep slough handsome ridge liver smelting phoenix  pay hurried shake  phoenix protect ∥ leaf already pesky play  hang ё hope industry bag sacrificial twisting 5 helpless   ant old  industry bag sacrificial award quack hope  xin ū phoenix   screen forgive 5 pen pump locust hood   chariot Zhan moved  word protect ? pancreas衔鹄崩吠摹：罄矗，职讯辶私矗，饣刈龅际侄疲狂冉灃，叶加行┤衔楸粤恕5人龊媒窈螅，蚁胝酒鹄吹牧α慷慨济挥辛耍，膊恢戳巳舾纱胃叱薄r徽笠徽蟮摹！埂竿炅耍刮椅世掀扭！ The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from a corrupted or garbled document. It doesn't form coherent sentences or paragraphs. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification. After my wife finished speaking, I didn't feel the same impulse as last time. On the contrary, I felt a strange unfamiliarity with the image of my wife. I wondered if all women, once they let loose, would appear completely uninhibited? And yet, in their ordinary lives, they seem strangely quiet and weak. I caressed my wife's body, having experienced the sexual intercourse of two men in just one hour. I couldn't describe my feelings. If I could go back to the past, I wouldn't have let my wife be a gift of gratitude.

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