cheating on her husband

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When I came to Australia, I was a nurse at a central hospital in Shanghai. My husband was originally a technician in a factory. In December 1989, he went to Australia to study at his own expense. We had only been married for six months, and I was only twenty-one years old. We originally planned to go to Australia together, but because the money we borrowed was only enough to pay for one person's tuition, we had to let him go alone first.
During the year my husband was in Australia, he often wrote letters and called home. Although we were separated by thousands of miles, our hearts were closely connected. I missed him very much. But then, he suddenly disappeared without a trace. In August 1992, a Taiwanese man surnamed Zhang came to my house. He said he had come from Australia and knew my husband, so he came to Shanghai to visit me. Mr. Zhang was about thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old. He was of average appearance, overweight, and wore glasses. He wasn't very likable at first glance, but he spoke very sweetly and was very understanding. From him, I learned that my husband had worked for his cleaning company, but had since found a better job.
Because we both spoke Mandarin and got along well, we quickly became good friends. He said he was in mainland China on business and would be staying for a while, hoping I could help him get acquainted with Shanghai. He added that I was very beautiful and wondered how my husband could bear to leave such a beauty alone in the country. When I asked about my husband, he said he was doing well, earning over 500 Australian dollars a week, living alone in his own apartment, and enjoying a happy life. Mr. Zhang's expression was strange as he said this. When I pressed him about why I hadn't heard from him, he changed the subject, saying he would explain later. I felt something was wrong. 500 Australian dollars is equivalent to 3,000 RMB, which is over 10,000 RMB a month. Why hadn't I received a single penny from my husband in all these years? It was already past nine o'clock. Mr. Zhang said goodbye, leaving a business card with his phone number at the Jinjiang Hotel.
After he left, I prepared to go to sleep. I changed into my pajamas and suddenly saw my body in the mirror. Remembering Mr. Zhang's words, I couldn't help but examine myself. My husband had been gone for almost three years, but I hadn't changed much. I still had fair skin, long legs, full and firm breasts, and a pair of large, watery eyes on my oval face. My smile was very charming. My abdomen was still the same as when I was sixteen or seventeen, without an ounce of excess fat. Thinking about how I'd been left alone in China all these years while my husband lived a good life abroad, perhaps even forgetting about me
, tears streamed down my face. I couldn't sleep again; I didn't close my eyes all night. To find out the truth about my husband's situation in Australia, I called Mr. Zhang's hotel the next afternoon. Mr. Zhang very politely invited me to his place to talk and immediately sent a taxi to pick me up. When I arrived at the New Jinjiang Hotel, I was incredibly nervous, as it was my first time in such a luxurious place. Upon seeing Mr. Zhang, all the words I had intended to say vanished. Instead, Mr. Zhang took the initiative to ask me how I was doing, whether I missed my husband, and so on. This made me feel very warm. Before I knew it, it was dinnertime. Mr. Zhang invited me to the restaurant, and we shared a bottle of beer. He said he had traveled to many places in the world, but he had rarely seen a girl as charming and beautiful as me, so deeply devoted to her husband, waiting for him for years. His words almost brought me to tears.
Seeing this, Mr. Zhang immediately took me out of the restaurant, saying he would take me to his room to rest until I calmed down before taking me home. I reluctantly followed him to the room. After we sat down, he poured two glasses of liquor from the small bar, and we drank together. I felt a little tipsy, my face flushed, and my heart pounded. At that moment, I mustered my courage and asked Mr. Zhang if my husband had found someone else in Australia. He laughed and said, "How could a single man like him not have a woman? He's been away from you all these years, how could he have survived without a woman?" I said I didn't believe him, and he laughed and said, "If I can prove it, how will you thank me?" I lowered my head and said to him, "Whatever I have, I can give it to you.
" He casually gave me a phone number and said, "You can make long-distance calls to Australia from here, I'll pay the phone bill, and you'll know everything right away. This is your husband's latest phone number." I immediately dialed the number with trembling hands. A girl with a Beijing accent answered the phone. When she learned who I was looking for, she said he had gone to work and wouldn't be back until midnight. I suddenly realized that my husband was living with another woman. I sat there, holding the phone, motionless. Mr. Zhang reached out and took the phone. Then he said gently, "Try to think positively! Your beauty can help you start your life anew. You just promised that whatever you have, you can give it to me." "From the moment I saw you, I've liked you so much, you know? I've been missing you terribly!" He then began to unbutton the back of my dress.
I looked up and saw Mr. Zhang gazing at me with tender affection. I felt a pang of fear; after all, this was the first man besides my husband. But then I thought, if my husband is so heartless, why should I remain chaste? Besides, I had promised to repay Mr. Zhang. Although I didn't explicitly mean having a physical relationship with him, what else could I possibly offer? I slowly closed my eyes. Mr. Zhang understood my heart. After gently unbuttoning my dress, he carried me to the large bed, took off my shoes, and even removed my socks. He began to caress my feet, inch by inch, moving up my legs. As he stroked, he praised my feet, saying they were small and exquisite, very cute.
He also said my legs were not only long and slender but also snow-white and delicate, a pair of captivating beauties . His legs. He touched me so comfortably, and his praise made me feel lightheaded. In my ecstasy, he began to caress my breasts with his other hand, circling them down to my nipples. Then he sucked on my nipples, and under the influence of his tongue, waves of vaginal fluid flowed between my thighs. I felt completely lightheaded, and I couldn't help but kiss him. Our tongues intertwined, and the sensation was indescribably wonderful.
Then, he withdrew his hand, removed his own clothes and pants, and took off the last piece of clothing on me. My panties flew off the bed. He further caressed my vulva, inserting his fingers into my vagina. I felt an increasingly exciting stimulation around my clitoris, and I couldn't help but moan softly. My heart yearned for him to insert his penis into my vagina like my husband had done before. His body filled my vagina. I had been empty for years, and I desperately needed to be. He didn't keep me waiting long; his penis finally entered me. To be honest, the feeling was even more stimulating than when my husband was with me. I writhed like a madwoman. We made love for a full hour. Three times I almost fainted from pleasure. When I reached my final orgasm, Mr. Zhang finally ejaculated inside me.
Only then did I remember that I hadn't used any contraception, but according to my calculations, I shouldn't be pregnant now. He stayed on me for a while before pulling out his penis. I glanced at it; it was still seven inches long, thick and large. No wonder I had felt so ecstatic. We didn't say anything more and fell asleep in each other's arms. When I woke up, there was an envelope next to my pillow containing a note and 1,000 yuan. It was from Mr. Zhang. He left me with business to attend to; this thousand yuan was for me to buy new summer clothes. I looked up and saw milk, bread, and jam on the table—my breakfast. I was very grateful. I took a shower and went to work.
From then on, I went to Mr. Zhang's place almost every night. His bed was more comfortable than mine, the room smelled of perfume, and his sexual skills were superb, far superior to my husband's. I had no reason not to offer myself to him. Every time we made love, he tried various positions to enter me, bringing me endless novelty and excitement. He even brought some pornographic videos, the boldness of which was astonishing. I finally saw the world. When I saw scenes of group sex, I was even more excited and hugged him tightly. Mr. Zhang laughed and said, "I'll invite a few friends later, like in the movies, to play with you all at once!" I thought he was joking and laughed, saying, "You wouldn't dare do that!" "That night, we had a wild time again.
He did what you see in porn videos, putting his penis in my mouth. I felt it was lewd, but I was too embarrassed to refuse him. He also licked and kissed my vulva, teasing my sensitive clitoris with his tongue, making me shiver all over. He would sometimes insert his penis into my vagina and thrust in and out, and sometimes he would put the glans into my mouth and make me suck on it. Finally, he ejaculated in my mouth."
One evening, I waited for Mr. Zhang to return to his room. Around 10 PM, Mr. Zhang brought back two friends, his business partners, whom I was quite familiar with. As soon as we all sat down, Mr. Zhang said, "Let's play an exciting game today. We'll play cards, a 'survival of the fittest' game. Whoever loses has to take off their clothes until they're completely naked." Then, we drank and played. That day, I had a very good run of luck; they lost all the time. When the two of them were almost completely naked, one only wearing shorts, I had only taken off my shirt. But later, for some reason, I kept losing, and I was almost completely naked too. The two men were drooling over me.
Mr. Zhang finally spoke, smiling as he said to me, "Ah Zhu, it's rare to be so happy today, why don't you be a little more unrestrained and let everyone have some fun?" I lowered my head, blushing, and remained silent. But as soon as he finished speaking, the two friends pounced on me, lifting me onto the bed. At that moment, I was incredibly excited, letting them grope me all over. Mr. Zhang watched with glee, pulling out his large penis for amusement. I was on top of one man, a penis inserted into my vagina, and the glans of another man's penis in my mouth. Finally, Mr. Zhang crawled behind me and inserted his large penis into my anus. We played with more exciting things than any pornographic video. I had never been so excited. In the end, all three men ejaculated in my mouth, vagina, and anus. Although I was completely exhausted, I had reached my peak of orgasm.
After resting for a while, they helped me to the bathroom to wash up, and then we played around in the bathroom again. Although I didn't experience the same intense orgasm as before, the moment the man who had ejaculated in my mouth thrust his penis into my vagina, I was once again overwhelmed with pleasure. His glans was exceptionally large, like a mushroom. It hadn't felt like much in my mouth before, but now that it was inside my vagina, I knew how good it was. There were three men, and I was just a woman. So I still had to satisfy the other two men with my mouth and anus. The man who had ejaculated in my vagina earlier now inserted his penis into my anus. Then he sat on the toilet, holding my spread legs, letting the man with the large glans thrust into my vagina. Mr. Zhang stood beside me, feeding his penis into my mouth.
This time, they played until they ejaculated all over my body before washing and drying me, then moving me to the large bed in the bedroom to sleep. A year passed in the blink of an eye. This May, I suddenly received a letter from Australia, sent by my long-lost husband. The letter stated that two years ago, he was hit by a car while walking home late at night in Australia due to exhaustion from working. Because his visa had expired, he used someone else's health insurance card to get hospitalized. Due to brain damage, he suffered temporary memory loss, which has only now fully recovered. He has now obtained his Australian identity card and asked me to apply immediately to go to Australia to reunite with him.
When I took this letter to Mr. Zhang, his true colors were revealed. He admitted, "The story about your husband living with another woman was fabricated. The woman you called last time was just my housekeeper. Because I like you so much, I had to use her to deceive you. Actually, I really didn't know your husband was hospitalized. I also thought he had found someone else. Now that he wants to take you there, even if I like you, I can't keep you any longer. If you want to go, I will do my best to find connections to help you with your immigration." What else could I say? I had slept with him far more often than with my husband, but my husband and I were husband and wife, and we had a passionate, idyllic love affair before we got married.
I thought he had found someone else in another city, which is why I turned to another man. Now, my misunderstanding of my husband has been cleared up. The fact was that I had been unfaithful to him, and I didn't want to make the same mistake again. Knowing from my past relationship with my husband, I knew he must be anxiously waiting for me. I didn't want to disappoint him. No matter what, I had to see him first. With Mr. Zhang's help, my paperwork was quickly approved, and I went to say goodbye to him. He asked me to spend one last passionate night with him. Actually, I was inclined to do the same. I hadn't seen him for quite some time. That night, I was prepared to let him have his way. However, he didn't just wolf me down. He held my naked body in his arms, caressing and fondling it carefully, just like on our first night together. He held my feet, sucking on my toes with his lips, licking between my toes with his tongue. He kissed every part of my body, and I temporarily put aside my feelings for my husband.

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