Adultery: A Matter of Life and Death

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*Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~

* "Coming!" After pressing the doorbell, Zhang Qi heard Jiao Shanshan's voice answer from inside the house, followed by the sound of footsteps clearly in slippers, approaching quickly, almost running, showing the owner's eagerness.

"Captain Zhang, you're here! Come in quickly, the food will be ready soon, just one last dish of twice-cooked pork. Oh, you're too kind, why did you bring a gift?" Jiao Shanshan opened the door and warmly welcomed Zhang Qi in, taking the gift box from his hand as she spoke. She was dressed casually today, wearing a simple white printed t-shirt, loose black athletic shorts, and a blue apron.

“It’s my first time visiting, so if I don’t give something, Battalion Commander Pan will think I’m stingy. Besides, my sister-in-law always brings me gifts when she visits the camp.” Zhang Qi answered while looking around the room, then turned and whispered in her ear, “In case we run into someone, a gift is a good cover-up.”

Zhang Qi’s warm breath brushed against Jiao Shanshan’s earlobe, making her tremble slightly and her face flush slightly. Her ears were a sensitive spot, something her husband Pan Ye knew, and he often teased her with them during their lovemaking, making her both love and hate him.

Zhang Qi keenly noticed Jiao Shanshan’s reaction, but his expression remained unchanged. He pretended not to notice and went into the living room first. Not seeing her son, Da Bao, he turned around curiously and asked, “Sister-in-law, where’s Da Bao?”

“Oh, Da Bao was picked up by his biological father. He’ll be brought back in a couple of days.” Zhang Qi’s question brought Jiao Shanshan back to her senses, and she replied with a smile. Actually, she had taken the child there herself; it wasn't the child's father who came to pick him up. The purpose was obvious: to create space for their date that evening.

Seeing that Zhang Qi hadn't noticed her body's sensitive reaction, she breathed a sigh of relief. This was a little intimacy between her and her husband, Pan Ye, something she didn't want others to know, especially Zhang Qi, with whom she had shared physical intimacy. She defined her relationship with Zhang Qi as purely physical; spiritually, she belonged entirely to Pan Ye, and this would never change. Therefore, she hoped to preserve this little intimacy with her husband as much as possible.

Placing the gift box on the coffee table, Jiao Shanshan poured Zhang Qi a glass of water, pointed to the kitchen, and said with a smile, "Captain Zhang, please sit here for a while. I'll cook, it'll be ready soon." Then she went into the kitchen to busy herself.

He was alone in the living room. Zhang Qi stood up and began to look around the apartment. The apartment wasn't large, probably only fifty-odd square meters, less than sixty. It was a simple two-bedroom, one-living-room layout. The slightly larger room on the east side was the couple's bedroom, with a row of white wardrobes against the wall opposite the bedroom door, and a two-meter-wide double bed on the other side.

The western room was a smaller children's room, furnished with a bunk bed and some drawing boards for his son.

The apartment wasn't big, and Zhang Qi finished looking around in less than two minutes. He then went into the kitchen and saw Jiao Shanshan busy at the stove. He was momentarily lost in thought and suddenly felt envious of Pan Ye. She was a very virtuous woman, a typical good wife and mother. He couldn't help but walk closer and hug her from behind.

"No, I'm cooking," Jiao Shanshan said coquettishly, struggling slightly.

The scent of her hair, though tinged with a faint smell of cooking oil, still aroused Zhang Qi's body. His large penis hardened, pressing against her buttocks through several layers of fabric.

He suddenly remembered Jiao Shanshan's deliberate attempt to conceal her sensitive ears; the reason wasn't hard to guess. Jealousy of Pan Ye had driven him to irrationality, his mind consumed by only one thought: "Since you love him so much, then I'll conquer your body and soul with my massive cock!"

"Sister Shanshan, I'm going to fuck you, right now!" Before Jiao Shanshan could react, Zhang Qi ripped her athletic shorts and underwear down to her legs, and thrust his large penis in from behind, brutally penetrating her completely.

Her vagina wasn't fully lubricated. Although Jiao Shanshan's vagina wasn't as tight as Mo Xiaoluo's, the dryness made penetration uncomfortable for both of them. Jiao Shanshan frowned slightly, pleading softly, "It hurts~ be gentle, I'm not wet yet!"

But Zhang Qi seemed possessed, completely ignoring her pleas, and began thrusting forcefully, wide and powerful from the start, going all out. Jealousy and desire completely overwhelmed his reason; his only thought was to use his large penis to powerfully assert his dominance over her. He wanted not only her body but also her heart!

"Ah... be gentle, let's move a couple of steps to the side, the stove area is a bit dangerous."

Enduring the violent thrusts from behind and the burning sensation in her vagina, Jiao Shanshan turned off the stove and warned him. Then, she moved a couple of steps away from the stove, closer to the sink, bracing herself on the edge of the sink, her upper body bent over, her snow-white buttocks raised to facilitate Zhang Qi's penetration—a considerate woman.

Zhang Qi followed closely behind her, step by step, their bodies always joined. As her plump, snow-white buttocks rose, an even more intense barrage of attacks followed.

Zhang Qi had transformed into a heartless jackhammer; within half an hour, Jiao Shanshan had experienced several orgasms. Her two fair, tender legs were weak and could barely support her weight, now relying mostly on Zhang Qi's large hands holding her waist for support.

"Ah~! It's coming, it's coming! Shanshan...you're mine~!"

Her body trembled violently as she roared out the most genuine declaration from the depths of her heart. Zhang Qi poured all his hundreds of millions of offspring into Jiao Shanshan's sacred womb, where she was nurturing life, then held her body in his arms, his slightly limp penis still deep inside her honeyed orifice.

After a long while, the large penis withdrew with a "pop" sound. Her plump, white buttocks, slapped red from the intense collision, released a large amount of a mixture of vaginal fluid and semen from the still-open opening between her labia, dripping onto the ground beneath her, forming a large puddle. Seeing

this lewd scene, the penis, which had just withdrawn, rose again. Just as Zhang Qi was about to insert it again, Jiao Shanshan sensed his intention, twisting her hips and turning away, refusing, "Zhang Qi, I can't take it anymore, my legs are weak! Don't rush, let's have dinner first, we have plenty of time tonight."

Zhang Qi didn't force her, firstly because her current physical condition was indeed as she described, somewhat disheveled; secondly, he had just vented his desire, and now his reason had returned, so he wouldn't be as frenzied as before.

After tidying up, everything returned to normal, and soon the two sat down at the table to enjoy their dinner. Dinner was plentiful, with five dishes and a soup, a balanced mix of meat and vegetables, and even red wine was prepared. It was clear that Jiao Shanshan had put a lot of thought into tonight's date.

Under the dim candlelight, they were like a normal couple, enjoying a candlelight dinner. The atmosphere in the room was perfect, with the clinking of wine glasses adding to the intimate atmosphere. They naturally kissed, their desire and the alcohol rising within their intertwined bodies. Their inhibitions gradually loosened until they were completely naked.

Soon, the battlefield shifted. Zhang Qi sat back on the living room sofa, and Jiao Shanshan straddled his lap, then, holding his already erect penis, sat down. After a short adjustment, she began to bounce up and down.

"Ah~ little brother, dear husband... sister-in-law, so good... ah... I'm flying!"

This time, Jiao Shanshan was very proactive, taking the lead from the start. Zhang Qi could only slump on the sofa, passively enjoying her passion. Her hands were braced against his strong chest, and her fair and slender waist twisted wildly like that of a graceful ballerina.

"Ah, sister-in-law, you're mine! I want you to be my woman, I want to fuck you for life!" Jiao Shanshan's passion and madness ignited Zhang Qi's lust beneath him. He decided to take the initiative, cupping her two plump, white buttocks in his hands, lifting her up from the sofa, making her wrap her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. He paced back and forth in the room, tossing her body up and down.

Jiao Shanshan felt like a small boat tossed about on a turbulent sea, sometimes tossed into the air by giant waves, sometimes slammed against the surface by gravity, splashing up a large spray. Her orgasms came one after another, seemingly without end.

"Ah... I'm going to die..." The intense orgasms almost drove Jiao Shanshan mad. Her plump, white buttocks, suspended in the air, trembled violently like a sieve. A tingling sensation spread from the depths of her honeypot throughout her body, almost causing her to faint.

Just as she was preparing for another climax, Zhang Qi suddenly stopped, turned around to listen, his expression changed, and he said urgently, "Someone's coming!" Jiao Shanshan,

who was already somewhat annoyed by Zhang Qi's sudden stop, stiffened upon hearing his words, her face changing drastically. She cried out even more anxiously, "Oh no, it might be my husband coming back!... What do we do? Let me go!" She then struggled to get down.

"Too late!" Zhang Qi said, then carried Jiao Shanshan into the bedroom.

Sure enough, as soon as they entered the bedroom, they heard the sound of a key turning in the lock outside the front door. Zhang Qi displayed excellent composure, slamming the bedroom door shut and locking it from the back. He then turned to the completely disoriented Jiao Shanshan and instructed, "Sister-in-law, quickly put on your pajamas, I'll find a place to hide!"

Zhang Qi's words brought Jiao Shanshan back to her senses. She hurriedly opened the wardrobe and changed into her pajamas. Zhang Qi slipped inside the closet as Jiao Shanshan opened it. Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly said, "Sister-in-law, the clothes are still in the dining room. Keep an eye out when you go out later, and try to get rid of them!"

Just as the closet closed, Pan Ye's voice came from the living room, "Wife, I'm back!"

Jiao Shanshan, dressed quickly, tidied her hair, took a deep breath, opened the bedroom door, and forced an unnatural smile. She asked Pan Ye, who was just entering and changing his shoes, "Old Pan, why are you back? Didn't you say you were going for a month of training? It's only been a few days!"

While asking, Jiao Shanshan took advantage of Pan Ye's distraction to go to the dining table in the corner of the living room and kicked all the clothes they had discarded during their earlier fight under the sofa. She then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing Jiao Shanshan's question, Pan Ye didn't turn around. He continued untying his shoelaces as he answered, "I came back with some things. I mentioned my 'Special Operations Reform Suggestions' to the regimental commander, and he thought it was good. He asked me to bring the materials to him, so I came back."

Pan Ye, focused on changing his shoes, didn't notice Jiao Shanshan's earlier behavior and explained the purpose of his return in detail. After he finished changing his shoes, he noticed the living room lights were off, saw the lit candles on the dining table, and the leftover food that hadn't been cleared away. Curious, he asked, "Why are you making so much delicious food? Has anyone been over?"

Pan Ye's question made Jiao Shanshan's heart pound. Trying to suppress her nervousness, she explained somewhat flusteredly, "Oh, Lin Junjiao came by earlier. She helped me a lot when I went to the hospital for a checkup last time, so I invited her over for dinner today to express my gratitude."

Hearing Jiao Shanshan's words, Pan Ye didn't suspect anything, nor did he notice the strangeness on her face. He wasn't a particularly observant person, and besides, he was preoccupied with his report.

If he thought about it carefully, he wouldn't have found the flaw in Jiao Shanshan's words. If it was just her and Lin Junjiao having dinner, why would they light candles and have a candlelight dinner?

"I have to go now, I'm in a hurry, Xiao Wang is still waiting downstairs!" Pan Ye said and was about to go into the room to get the report when he heard Jiao Shanshan say urgently, "Old Pan, wait!"

"What is it, wife?" Pan Ye turned around and asked Jiao Shanshan with some curiosity.

Jiao Shanshan called out to Pan Ye so urgently because she was afraid he would find Zhang Qi hiding in the closet after entering the room. She remembered that Pan Ye's report was in the drawer next to the closet. Glancing at the food on the table out of the corner of her eye, she quickly said, "Old Pan, come and eat something first. I made a lot of delicious food today, and there's still quite a bit left. Sit down and eat first. I know where your report is; I'll go get it for you. It won't take up much of your time!"

Hearing Jiao Shanshan say this, Pan Ye realized he was indeed a little hungry. Besides, he hadn't eaten his wife's cooking for several days and missed it quite a bit. So he smiled and replied, "Okay, I'll eat something first. Thank you, my dear wife, you always think so highly of me!" He then went to the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks and began to eat heartily.

Seeing that Pan Ye had agreed to her request, Jiao Shanshan breathed a sigh of relief, her tense body relaxing. She glanced at Pan Ye wolfing down his food and turned to go into the bedroom.

After entering, she locked the bedroom door again, then cautiously opened the wardrobe door. Seeing Zhang Qi huddled inside in a disheveled state, she chuckled softly, then quickly covered her mouth, afraid her husband, Pan Ye, would hear.

Seeing Jiao Shanshan open the wardrobe and hearing her chuckle, Zhang Qi suddenly had a wicked thought. Before she could react, he pushed her onto the bed.

Zhang Qi's sudden action startled Jiao Shanshan, almost causing her to cry out, and she quickly covered her mouth.

Jiao Shanshan's hastily put-on onesie was completely empty underneath; she hadn't had time to put on a bra, which made things easier for Zhang Qi. Before she could object, Zhang Qi lifted her onesie and effortlessly thrust himself inside her.

"Zhang Qi, that bastard, he's playing with fire! Old Pan is still outside!" Jiao Shanshan cursed Zhang Qi inwardly, but her body betrayed her. In this tense situation, the pleasure was even greater than usual. Enduring Zhang Qi's violent thrusts from behind, she tightly covered her mouth with both hands, afraid of screaming and being heard by her husband outside.

In this tense and exciting state, Zhang Qi experienced a perverse pleasure. The woman he was having sex with was his sister-in-law, and her husband, Pan Ye, was right next door in the restaurant. The thought alone was thrilling, amplifying his pleasure and intensifying his urge to ejaculate.

Just as their silent battle in the bedroom was about to reach its climax, Pan Ye's voice came from the living room, "Wife, did you find the report? I'm almost done eating, hurry up!"

Pan Ye's voice startled them both, especially Jiao Shanshan, who was so startled that she immediately orgasmed. Zhang Qi, enjoying the gripping pleasure of her vaginal walls during her orgasm, couldn't help but continue thrusting.

Fearing Pan Ye would notice her unusual behavior, Jiao Shanshan endured Zhang Qi's violent thrusts from behind, replying haltingly, "Found...found it, I...I'll take it to you right away, don't worry...eat it!"

Her words had barely left her lips when she felt Zhang Qi begin to ejaculate inside her. The scalding sensation from his hot semen made Jiao Shanshan involuntarily let out a loud moan. The moment the sound escaped, both of them knew something was wrong!

Sure enough, Pan Ye's concerned voice came from outside: "What's wrong, wife?"

"Nothing, I kicked my foot! I found the report, I'll take it to you right away!" Jiao Shanshan hurriedly replied, quickly pushing Zhang Qi, who was still attached to her, signaling him to get up.

Zhang Qi quickly pulled his large penis out of her body and then slipped into the wardrobe. Jiao Shanshan quickly took Pan Ye's report from the drawer, tidied her hair, took a few deep breaths to calm herself, and then opened the door to leave.

When she went out, she saw Pan Ye had already finished eating and stood up. Seeing her come out, Pan Ye casually asked, "Why did you take so long?"

Hearing Pan Ye's question, Jiao Shanshan's heart skipped a beat. She thought, "Did Old Pan discover something?"

Actually, it was just her guilty conscience; Pan Ye was only asking casually, without any other intention, just a habitual question.

Seeing that Pan Ye's expression was normal, Jiao Shanshan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, saying, "I remembered the wrong place. I looked for a while. Here, your report!" She handed the report to Pan Ye.

Pan Ye took the report, glanced at it, nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "Wife, I'm leaving. Take good care of yourself and Xiao Bao at home. Remember to call me if anything urgent happens." He then turned and walked towards the door.

Just as Jiao Shanshan was about to see Pan Ye out, she felt something flowing from her vulva—Zhang Qi's semen that had just ejaculated inside her, flowing down her fair thighs. Now she dared not move.

Fortunately, Pan Ye said, "No need to see me off, honey, get some rest!" Jiao Shanshan

went along with it, waving goodbye and saying, "Be careful on the road!"

After Pan Ye left, Jiao Shanshan stood by the window watching his car drive away before returning to the bedroom and letting Zhang Qi out of the closet.

"You're so annoying! I almost gave myself away. If I had been found out, would I have survived?" Jiao Shanshan started crying. Zhang Qi quickly hugged her, apologizing and comforting her profusely, but it was no use. Having no other choice, Zhang Qi resorted to his ultimate weapon—the "penis technique."

A passionate night ensued, and the two were thoroughly enjoying themselves. The battle ended at three in the morning. Under the cover of night, Zhang Qi quietly left the fragrant embrace he had spent several hours with…

[The End]

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