【I Saved Him, He Stole My Wife: A Migrant Worker's Side Story】(1) Author: aviva2005

Author: aviva2005
Words: 11847

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Back in my rural hometown, I often heard the village elders say, "Wear the right size underwear for your bottom!", "
Wear the right size shoes for your feet! Eat the right amount of food for your abilities!", "Frogs eat, toads eat...Heaven won't let a blind
sparrow starve..." In short, they were teaching the young people in the village to be honest and hardworking farmers. Unfortunately, back then,
we young people who left the village to work in the city really didn't listen to the elders. We all longed to
live the life of city dwellers.

At that time, we all went to work in big cities with beautiful dreams, until we realized the cruelty of reality.

Among the people from the village who went out to work, Gong was the most successful. Uncle Gong boasted that he
was highly valued by a big boss in Beijing, and that he even picked up and dropped off the boss's daughter. He
also claimed to have influence at the boss's wife's luxury hotel…

The other parents of migrant workers in the village were both jealous and skeptical of Uncle Gong's parents' words: "Gong, the most
unassuming , what big boss in Beijing would take notice of him? Give him important positions? He even
has influence at the boss's wife's hotel? Who would believe that?"…

But I believed Uncle Gong. I knew that although Uncle Gong was unattractive and didn't do well in school, he was perceptive, eloquent
, and shrewd from a young age. In the old folks' words, he was "sly and cunning." Besides, since Uncle Gong went to work in Beijing a
few years ago, not only in the village, but in the entire township, which family had built a two-story house?

In February 2006, right after the New Year, I also decided to try my luck in the big city of Beijing, to go and join Uncle Gong.

Beijing is so big! So prosperous! There are so many beautiful women in Beijing; the prettiest woman in my town
wouldn't even rank among the best in Beijing. And these beautiful women in Beijing all look
so sophisticated, looking at me, a country bumpkin, with disdain and condescension.

For the first time, I felt incredibly inferior, ashamed, and suffocated by the oppressive atmosphere. Standing on the streets of Beijing,
I didn't know what to do

. Brother Gong, as always, took care of me like he did when I was a child. "Silly boy, coming to Beijing to rely on Brother Gong was the right decision!
From now on, follow Brother Gong!" Brother Gong said domineeringly, patting my shoulder.

On the way, Gong told me the car was an Audi A6L, a high-end car he usually drove. Gong took me to a
construction company. It was clear Gong had a lot of influence; the company immediately hired me and gave me an
easy job. I truly experienced Gong's abilities now. It seemed I made the right choice coming to Beijing

to rely on Gong.

Gradually, I discovered that there were about ten other people in the construction company who had also been placed there by Gong, mostly fellow villagers.

Everyone naturally spoke highly of Gong, and he naturally acted like a leader to us.

I tried my best to adapt to life in Beijing, this big city, but I also knew that as a migrant worker, I could only
adapt to life in Beijing, not truly integrate. Beijing wasn't our home, unless someone as capable
as .

Gong did take good care of us, often treating us to meals and drinks, and even a few times taking
a few of my closest fellow villagers to hair salons in the urban village to find prostitutes. It cost 50 to 100 yuan per session.

We thought those heavily made-up hair salon girls were quite nice, but Gong looked down on them, completely uninterested, and
never went for them.

I really don't know what kind of beauty Gong considers attractive? Does he only find women like those TV stars worthy of his attention?

Women as beautiful as TV stars probably wouldn't even qualify for Gong's standards.

In a small tavern outside the construction site, we drank cheap liquor, and the conversation quickly turned to women. We all
agreed that the girls at "Qianqian Hair Salon" were the prettiest, but unfortunately, it cost 200 yuan per session.

"Damn! Look at your taste... Don't you dare tell anyone you're hanging out with my Brother Gong, it's embarrassing...

" Brother Gong was always incredibly domineering around us, displaying a true boss-like demeanor.

"Brother Gong, we can't compare to you, we've never seen anything like this..."

"Damn! You've got guts, I'll take you out to see the world someday..." Brother Gong said smugly.

Not long after, Gong really did take us to a high-end hotel in the north of the city, not far from our construction site. The hotel
looked exceptionally upscale from the outside, and the interior was even more luxurious, just like the ones we'd seen on TV before. Without
Gong leading the way, we would never have had the courage to step inside.

"Welcome!" Two tall, beautiful women in cheongsams stood at the entrance, their figures were amazing! Much
prettier !

Gong casually led us directly into a private room next to the lobby on the first floor. Seeing the hotel staff greet Gong
respectfully and politely, we knew that Brother Gong's status here was definitely extraordinary.

"Brother Gong, how much did this meal cost? It's so extravagant!"

"Yeah, I've never seen any of these dishes before..." "Damn! You've never seen them before, this is Australian lobster...

Let me show you!" Brother Gong said, not without a hint of pride.

"Hehe, Brother Gong, you're not going to make us chip in when you pay the bill, are you?"

"Damn, look at your mother's pride! You guys eat, I'll put it on the tab!" Brother Gong said domineeringly.

In my memory, only the town's officials could put their meals on the tab at restaurants, so it was clear that Brother Gong was
even more powerful than them.

"Come on, let's toast Brother Gong first!"

"Brother Gong, we'll do anything for you in the future..."

We greedily ate the delicious food while trying our best to please Gong, all of us determined to follow him
.

From my angle, I could see the parking lot outside the hotel entrance.

A white Toyota Crown sedan with license plate 京FG****** was parked in the parking lot. Back in my hometown, I used to frequent internet cafes to
look at luxury cars, and I recognized the brand immediately. It looked like a high-end car; only wealthy people in Beijing could
afford it.

A tall woman, easily over 1.7 meters, stepped out of the white Crown. Even
from a distance through the glass, it was clear she was a stunning beauty! She wore a light pinkish-white suit,
sunglasses, and her hair was styled in a high bun. The suit's fitted waist and hip-hugging cut accentuated her long, straight legs
, which were even more striking in flesh-colored stockings. She completed the look with high heels matching the suit. Her appearance and demeanor were impeccable.

Truly beautiful! This was the most beautiful woman I'd seen since coming to Beijing! Aside from TV actresses.

In the dead of winter, this beauty was wearing a skirt—wasn't she cold? But the skirt made her legs look
incredibly long and shapely!

Two hostesses clearly recognized her, and the three of them chatted briefly at the entrance. With this comparison, only...
Compared to her, the two hostesses we thought were quite pretty seemed ordinary. She exuded an indescribable
aura made the other two hostesses appear rather rustic and unsophisticated.

She leaned slightly to the side, her tall, slender figure slightly turned, conversing with the two hostesses, a gentle, charming
smile —truly captivating! During their conversation, her left thumb casually hooked the hem of her coat pocket, playful yet dignified.
So beautiful!

One look at her and you could tell she was an elegant, sophisticated, and capable urban woman, probably a
high-level white-collar worker at some large company, I secretly guessed.

She entered the hotel and walked straight to the front desk. She seemed incredibly confident, wearing
sunglasses
of beautiful woman who wouldn't even glance at anyone on the street.

She must be the hotel's lobby manager or something, because all the hotel staff were nodding respectfully to her
. She looked to be no more than 24 or 25 years old, and she'd already become the lobby manager of this upscale restaurant—
truly impressive!

While eating, I secretly watched this
beautiful woman in an expensive suit and skirt, high heels and stockings. She was clearly unhappy about something, scolding a few people at the front desk. Those people
lowered their heads cautiously, none daring to challenge her authority. The others looked at her respectfully and obsequiously.

I never expected this woman to be so formidable!

After scolding the front desk staff, the woman actually walked over to our private room.

"When did you arrive? A gathering with friends…" After entering, she took off her sunglasses and
greeted Gong proactively, her voice soft and gentle, with a Beijing accent—a stark
contrast to her scolding demeanor at the front desk.

Gong's reaction surprised me even more.

"Chuchu, you took her home, right? No wonder I didn't see you earlier… You're having a get-together with your brothers today…" Gong
simply shifted his position in his chair, leaning back slightly, responding casually, as if speaking to his own wife
.

"Welcome! My name is Li Xiaochen..." The beautiful woman introduced herself with a smile, elegantly extending her hand.

"You should call her General Manager Li... Sister Chen, this simpleton is from my village... This is Black Dog..."

Brother Gong seemed to realize his behavior of speaking first in front of us, and quickly stood up to introduce
us to her respectfully.

Actually, apart from me noticing Brother Gong's demeanor, everyone's attention was focused on this
beautiful woman called General Manager Li.

This General Manager Li is really beautiful! Looking at General Manager Li without her sunglasses, I suddenly felt that she looked a lot like
the wife of a big boss in the recent TV series "Never Forgiveness." I've been watching this TV series recently, and General Manager Li seems to resemble Liu Weiwei,
the actress who plays . General Manager Li and she do look somewhat alike, with fair, oval faces, delicate noses,
and charmingly curved eyes when they smile, but General Manager Li is more beautiful and captivating than that actress Liu Weiwei!

When Mr. Li shook my hand, I felt a jolt, as if I'd been electrocuted. His fingers were slender and soft, his skin smooth and delicate,
immediately reminding me of the poem "The Peacock Flies Southeast" from high school. The phrase "fingers like scallion roots, lips like vermilion" perfectly
described .

Mr. Li looked stunning in his suit; his waist was slender, the collar of his jacket low
, revealing his large breasts, firm and elastic, proud yet reserved.

I think I wasn't the only one; we all felt breathless, staring at Mr. Li somewhat awkwardly
, but there was absolutely no lust in our eyes.

Mr. Li was clearly used to men who were seeing her for the first time acting strangely, and smiled
elegantly .

"You stay here and keep your friend company, I'll go and get busy...?" Mr. Li's tone was as if he were
asking for opinion, and Mr. Gong nodded as if ignoring him as if he were his wife. "You all continue, I'll take my leave!"

Under our watchful eyes, Ms. Li gracefully departed, her back swaying gently, her slender waist undulating like a willow, her hips full yet not
bulky, her long, shapely legs supple and elastic, making one's heart race.

After Ms. Li left, the conversation at the table completely turned to this beautiful woman called Ms. Li.

"My goodness, I was so nervous I couldn't breathe just now!"

"You bet, me too..."

"Ms. Li is much prettier than the female celebrities on TV..."

"Being a manager at such a young age, that's really impressive..."

"Young? The girl in the show is already 6 years old! She's 31..." Brother Gong said casually.

"My goodness, I thought she was a young woman!"

"Yeah, this Mr. Li looks so young..."

"Tsk tsk, look at Mr. Li, he's 31, and his skin is so taut, like a taut bowstring, so full of tension
. Unlike those women back home, only in their twenties, after getting married and having kids, they're all
sagging and bloated..."

"Yeah, right... it's so unfair!"

"Damn, can she compare to those women? She's a genuine heiress from Beijing, her family owns
a 400-square-meter villa, she's an only child, and her father is even more impressive, he used to be a high-ranking military officer..." Gong
proudly boasted about Mr. Li's background.

I suddenly understood the indescribable feeling I had when I saw Mr. Li with the two hostesses:
that feeling was nobility! Dignified, so oppressive that it was suffocating, making one want to kneel in worship! That's the natural nobility that
only daughters of wealthy families can develop from childhood!

That day at the dinner table, we learned a bit about this Ms. Li from Brother Gong: a Beijing native,
a graduate of the International Finance Department of Fudan University in Shanghai… the owner of this hotel, the wife of Brother Gong's company boss…

I think we all probably had insomnia that night, thinking only about Ms. Li Xiaochen. She possessed an elegance and grace that
most women could hardly match. Her beautiful face and her understated,
pure expression, though perhaps containing endless emotions and expectations, made men hesitate,
even feel inferior.

I didn't even dare to imagine what it would be like to share a bed with her, to be intimate with her.

Her dignified and elegant demeanor would likely make any man with
ulterior . I really couldn't imagine what kind of outstanding
man her husband could be to be worthy of her.

We knew that if it weren't for Brother Gong, a noble and beautiful woman like Ms. Li would never have given
us migrant workers a second glance, let alone shake hands with us.

Her hands were so delicate, so white, so soft.

During that time, almost all our conversations revolved around Ms. Li, this beautiful 31-year-old woman.
Everyone wanted to get some information about Ms. Li from Brother Gong, even though everyone knew that none of us, including Gong, had a chance.

Although we often discussed Ms. Li, the public topics never touched on anything lewd. Because Ms. Li's
bright eyes were like crystal-clear, pure spring water, and her slender and full figure was dignified and elegant. In her presence,
men's evil thoughts and the most despicable aspects of their souls all hid in unseen dark corners, while Ms. Li, like the radiant
sun, melted away all a man's desires and longings like dirty snow.

I don't know how others felt, but that's how I felt. I think they probably felt
the same way .

We always looked forward to Brother Gong taking us to that high-end hotel owned by Boss Li, not just for the food, but more importantly
, for the chance to see the beautiful Boss Li, hear her soft, Beijing-accented Mandarin, smell her
delicate, fragrant body odor, and see her full, radiant body and mesmerizing
curves. That would be enough to satisfy us.

When we openly talked about Boss Li, it was still the same as before—only praise and admiration, never anything sexual,
until that one accidental incident broke this delicate balance.

On March 11, 2006, Gong took a few of us out to dinner again, and as usual, the bill was paid. Boss Li
appeared again during the meal. It was clear she was in a good mood that day. After chatting with Gong for a few minutes, Boss Li, for the first time,
raised glass to toast all of us. Brother Gong seemed very proud of himself.

That day, Ms. Li's bright eyes seemed exceptionally bright, almost radiant, and her fair skin appeared
slightly swollen, with a subtle, alluring red tinge, making her look exceptionally sexy and seductive.

Whether it was due to the fitted long-sleeved shirt she was wearing or something else, Ms. Li
's breasts seemed firmer and fuller than usual.

At the dinner table, Gong casually mentioned, in an indescribable tone, that Ms. Li's man was returning to Beijing from Shenzhen the next day. At that
moment, we all understood what Ms. Li's earlier expression meant!

Even the most elegant and dignified beauty thinks about men!

I noticed everyone's crotches were bulging.

That day, after dinner, Gong, as usual, prepared to drive Ms. Li and her daughter home. Ms. Li and her daughter were already waiting at
the hotel entrance. The little girl, named Chu Chu, was watching the ornamental fish at the hotel entrance. The little girl accidentally sat on the ground and,
in a spoiled manner, insisted that her mother carry her.

Completely unsuspecting, Ms. Li bent down to pick up her daughter. So focused
on her daughter, she didn't realize that her fair chest, the exquisite curves extending almost to the upper part of her breasts and cleavage,
was now exposed to Black Dog and me.

Normally, just seeing Ms. Li's smooth, white neck was enough to make our hearts race, but now
, catching a glimpse of her even more translucent skin as she bent down, and following the open collar
of her shirt , we could see her slightly heaving breasts, a sight that stirred our imaginations.

Seeing this, our blood boiled, and our eyes darted around shamelessly.

After watching Brother Gong drive Ms. Li and her daughter home, we couldn't control ourselves on the way back. For the
first time our discussion about Ms. Li veered towards sex.

Black Dog, ever the impulsive one, broke the silence, even though we were all men, all
men who had frequented brothels. Before, Ms. Li had seemed like a saint to us.

"Han...Hanwa...did you see...did you see that just now?"

"Yeah...I saw it...Black, Black Dog, tell me..." My heart was still
pounding from that glimpse at the hotel entrance.

"What did you see? Tell me...hurry up and tell me..." someone impatiently pressed.

"Just now...at the hotel entrance, she squatted down to hug the little girl, and I looked down from above, oh my god,
I could see most of her breasts! White and tender, like two big white steamed buns! I really wanted to go up and take a bite!"
Black Dog described vividly.

Once the taboo topic was broken, it was like a dam being breached by a flood, pouring out its contents. Black Dog
's unintentional glance and unrestrained exclamation brought up a topic that everyone had been suppressing for a long time.

"Damn! You two got lucky, Black Dog and Hanwa... No... But, even through her clothes, Li's breasts
look really beautiful..."

"Yeah, more beautiful than those women in our countryside, no, more beautiful than other women in the city... Li's
breasts look so big!"

"Damn, they look really big!..."

"With those big breasts, won't they sag when she takes them off?"

"Sag? Damn, impossible! Didn't you see how firm they are? They're really firm! They're definitely not just being held up...

"

"Yeah, how did Li's breasts grow like that? Damn..."

On the way home, Li obviously didn't know how satisfied we migrant workers were with her big breasts. Although her
breasts were big, they were also very round and full, not to mention very beautiful. Some women's breasts, although a little or much bigger than Li's, are like a steamed bun—the dough was too runny, so it lost its original shape
during steaming . "Hey, Ms. Li's nipples must be pretty big... at least as big as dates... hehe..." Old Wang, who seemed to have seen a lot, said. "Damn, have you actually seen them, Old Wang?" Black Dog retorted, unwilling to give up. "...Look at how big Ms. Li's breasts are, how could her nipples be small? Besides, her daughter is already 6 years old, how could they be small after breastfeeding?... And her man must have been suckling for at least 7 years, how could her nipples be small?" Old Wang analyzed . Old Wang's analysis was so logical that we couldn't help but nod in admiration. "...Ms. Li's big nipples must be straight and hard, definitely perfect for a man to suck on... The color must be dark red or blackish-red..." "Why... why?" Old Wang's words made us all itchy and thirsty. "Damn, you idiot! Even if Mr. Li's nipples were pink before, after being pregnant, breastfeeding, and being sucked by men for more than seven years, the color would have turned darker and deeper... Hehe, but having a big, white breast with a dark red , erect nipple would definitely be a very stimulating visual effect..."

Everyone listened silently to Old Wang's analysis, using all their pitiful imaginations to
picture Boss Li's beautiful white breasts and dark red nipples.

"...Boss Li's vagina between her two white thighs must be a glossy, purplish-red, thick and firm... After being penetrated by her
man 's penis for so many years, it must have become plump, thick, dark in color, and tight—a truly old vagina..."

Those girls in the urban village are only in their early twenties; which one doesn't have a dark red vagina? Let alone 31-year-old
Boss Li! That night, we all couldn't sleep, recalling Old Wang's description and imagining the beautiful Boss Li masturbating

beneath us . The next day, everyone was restless at work because we all learned from Gong yesterday that Boss Li's man had returned to Beijing from Shenzhen that day. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder!" What kind of intense battle would the two of them have in bed that night? Boss Li's man would definitely ? Surely, Ms. Li's wet, dark red nipples were trembling erect on her fair, tender breasts ? Surely her vagina was gushing with lustful fluids from her man's penetration? Did the elegant Ms. Li also moan and groan like a village prostitute? ... After this incident, whenever people mentioned Ms. Li, their words lacked respect and were replaced by lewdness and vulgarity. Not long after, Brother Gong treated us to drinks at Ms. Li's hotel again, as usual, on the tab. In the end, we all drank too much. Men, when drunk, lose their tongues, and fueled by alcohol, they started saying things they wouldn't normally dare to say. "Brother Gong, this Ms. Li is really something else! Even with a grown child, her figure and looks are still top-notch among women. She's just different from the ones back home." "Not only can she not compare to those back home, but how many in Beijing can compare? Not to mention her face, just those breasts ..." "Be careful, Brother Gong won't be happy!" I warned, still a bit more sober. "...She's not Brother Gong's wife, just his boss's wife, what's there to be afraid of...right? Brother Gong...Brother Gong, I'll toast you!" "You guys think this General Manager Li is so exquisitely beautiful? That face, that chest, that figure...she doesn't look like she's ever had a child !" "Right? If she didn't dress up to look mature, she'd definitely be a youthful beauty..." "Yeah, she's at most 24 or 25, she doesn't look like a 31-year-old woman at all, her man must be so lucky... " "Tch!" Brother Gong sneered, listening to our discussion with disdain. "Even the names of Beijing women are so fancy, Li Xiaochen...Chen, Chen, that sounds so much more sophisticated than our country names like Hua or Hong..." "Chen, is that what you call her? That's what her man calls her..." "...I bet her man calls her Chen, Chen...ah, ah...hehehehe!" Someone, fueled by alcohol, started to have lewd fantasies. "You only deserve to call him 'General Manager Li' respectfully! Haha!" "Damn it! Why don't I deserve it? So what if I called him 'Chen, Chen'..." Unconsciously, the respectful title "General Manager Li" turned into the frivolous "Chen" in our mouths . "Chen... Chen..." Black Dog guessed and imitated the vulgar way the man called "General Manager Li." "What, Black Dog, you dare to fancy this kind of high-class city woman? Even if she dreams of selling junk, it 's not your place to be the junk collector!" A person next to him said sarcastically. "Yeah, that's right, look at her attitude, she's completely like a rich lady. People like us, she's afraid of dirtying her eyes if she even glances at us!" "That's right, look at her wearing sunglasses all day, walking with her head held high and her arrogance..." We were talking about Chen without restraint, fueled by alcohol. "That's right, she's a young lady, she's from the upper class in Beijing, she's a goddess! But isn't she still a woman? Doesn't she still have to be ridden by us men? Doesn't she still have to bear our children?..." Black Dog retorted somewhat defiantly . "Black Dog, you're just all talk. She does have to find a man! But don't you see how outstanding —a big boss! Even Brother Gong works for him..." "Black Dog, you should look in the mirror. How can you compare to her man?" Brother Gong, who hadn't said much and felt a bit neglected, said, "Damn! Alright, look at yourselves , stop looking down on yourselves. What young lady, what goddess, I think she's just so-so!" The group started teasing him. "You've only been out in the game for a few years, and you're already bragging about everything as soon as you start to look like a decent person. Nothing special? Find someone like that for me, and compare your wife to hers!" Old Wang, who was already a little jealous of Gong, usually listened to Gong's words and now, emboldened by alcohol, started mocking Gong at the dinner table. "Haha... Gong, you're really exaggerating... Haha..." It was supposed to be a joke, but the laughter from everyone made Gong a little embarrassed. Gong sneered, "Damn! Don't think she's anything special, I can still have my way with her! I can do whatever I want with her..." "Oh—, haha..." Everyone laughed even harder. "You can do whatever you want with her? Haha, it's more like she can boss you around... Haha... " "...Haha, Gong, she just treats you like her servant! And you think you're so great..." "You're just like us! Just a more high-class servant!..." Clearly, the laughter made Gong, who always cared about his image and considered himself superior to us, lose face . Plus, he had drunk too much and was getting a bit competitive with Lao Wang. "Damn! Who...who's like you guys? If you're not convinced, let's make a bet!" Gong, emboldened by the alcohol, spoke aggressively, "...When she comes out of work, you tell me where I can touch her, and I'll go and touch her there, and she won't even be angry..." Gong's face was flushed, his expression excited, "If I can't do it, I'll treat you all to a month's salary; if I do, you treat me to a month's salary. How about it..." "Awesome!" " I admire you! You're a real man!" "Brother Gong, I'll toast you!" Everyone was overjoyed by Gong's words, excited. They all knew Gong was drunk and wanted to see how he would smooth things over , because it was impossible. After a while of teasing, everyone took Gong's words as a joke and let it pass. But then a good...

One of the men, who had just returned from the restroom, said, "Brother Gong, weren't you going to touch her? President Li, no, Chen is out."

"Where?" Gong actually stood up and said, "Look down from the window, that
white Crown car facing the main entrance is hers. Where do you think you should touch her?"

Everyone perked up.

"Her breasts! Touch her big breasts! Hehe..."

"No breasts, touch her big ass, that ass looks like a ball, round and perky, touch her ass!"

"Damn, no way, Gong can just pretend to accidentally touch those two places, you have to touch her legs! Touch her thighs! Touch
her thighs under her skirt!"

"What's so interesting about touching her legs? Touch her breasts!"

"No! Touch her ass!"

Everyone argued about which part of President Li's body Gong should touch to be the most exciting.

Gong said, "Damn! Can't you guys give me a straight answer? Here's the deal, I'll touch each of the three places you mentioned,
okay ?"

"No way!" Old Wang, who had always been a bit jealous and resentful of Gong, suddenly said, "It's already dark outside,
how are we supposed to see if you've touched them or not?"

"Damn it! You think this isn't enough?" Gong was a little angry.

"Hehe, I have a way..." Old Wang's eyes darted around slyly, and he came up with a crooked idea, "You just need to take something
from ..."

"What thing?"

Gong and the rest of us didn't know what Old Wang was up to.

"Hehe, you pluck a few pubic hairs from Chen's pussy..."

"Wow! That's a great idea!" Everyone got excited.

"Damn it! How can that be okay?" Gong was a little annoyed.

"Hehe, bragging isn't shameful, the brothers understand, you just need to drink three cups of wine as punishment." Old Wang fanned the flames.

"Damn it! You wait! Damn it..." Gong finished speaking and turned to leave in a huff.

Several of us crowded to the window of the second-floor private room, all wanting to see what Gong would do.

We saw Ms. Li, carrying her handbag, walk out of the hotel entrance and head towards the white Crown car.
The parking lot was empty.

Then Gong quickly walked out, and from a distance, Gong seemed to call out to her. Ms. Li stopped, turned around,
and casually touched her buttocks, then said a few words to her.

Good heavens! We were all stunned. The seemingly unapproachable Ms. Li didn't react at all,
as if nothing had happened! Then Gong's hand went under Ms. Li's skirt and touched her leg. Only then did Ms. Li slap Gong
. Although it was dark, we could see in the lamplight that Ms. Li's expression wasn't angry. After they talked for a while,
Ms. Li opened the car door to leave. Before getting in, Gong again reached out and touched Ms. Li's chest, which Ms. Li
seemed unfazed by. We were all dumbfounded.

What happened next made us even more speechless!

Mr. Li was already seated in the driver's seat, reaching for his seatbelt, his entire body completely
unguarded .

Suddenly, Gong bent over, her left hand on the car door, leaning against it. Anyone nearby would have assumed
she was talking to Mr. Li inside. Only from our second-floor angle could we see what Gong was doing! Gong's right hand was inside Mr. Li's skirt,

caressing her thigh! From below to above! From the outside to the inside of her thigh! Mr. Li, completely unsuspecting, slightly parted her legs, leaning back as if searching for a comfortable position, her chin slightly raised, naturally displaying the perfect curves of her breasts to Gong. It was an incredibly sexy position. Mr. Li was clearly unprepared; at that moment, she might only be thinking about making Gong's hand more comfortable, but in reality, she had already assumed a position of complete violation. Under our eager gaze, suddenly, Gong's hand moved down between Mr. Li's legs, exploring upwards. Upon seeing this, Ms. Li's face contorted with surprise and panic. Instinctively, she quickly closed her legs, using her ample thighs to firmly clamp Gong's hand, stopping his further assault. Because of the assault, Ms. Li's upper body hunched over, her back almost arched, her head buried in the steering wheel . Gong casually glanced around; no one was there. Gong turned her head and smiled smugly at our second-floor window, deliberately shifting her body to expose Ms. Li's body. Even a fool could guess what Gong's hand was doing! Gong's hand, inserted between Ms. Li's legs, stubbornly probed deeper into her tightly clenched skin. Ms. Li involuntarily twisted her body, creating flowing, undulating curves. It was a pity we couldn't see Ms. Li's expression. We, however, were filled with surging emotions, consumed by jealousy towards Gong. Black Dog feigned ignorance, asking, "What's he doing? What's he doing?" Old Wang watched, uttering incoherently, "Yo...yo...yo..." his saliva practically drooling. "He's definitely picking at her pubic hair!" "This noble woman wouldn't...wouldn't actually let Gong pluck her pubic hair, would she..." We couldn't be sure if Gong was actually plucking Li Xiaochen's pubic hair, but we were certain that Gong's hand had definitely reached Li Xiaochen's genitals, stimulating her to writhe uncontrollably! Because the fabric of Li Xiaochen's skirt was already arched high, rhythmically rising and falling. Li Xiaochen's hands pressed against Gong's arms, trying to stop her movements; she clearly couldn't withstand Gong's stimulation. Gong whispered something in Li Xiaochen's ear, and Li Xiaochen released her hands from Gong's arms. Gong pushed Li Xiaochen's legs apart, and she offered no resistance. Li Xiaochen struggled to lift her buttocks in the driver's seat, the lifted buttocks swaying from side to side in coordination with Gong's hands. And Gong 's hands were tugging at something under Li Xiaochen's skirt. "Damn, that kid Gong is definitely taking off the beauty's panties!" Old Wang guessed confidently. "Damn, why panties..." "Duh, Ms. Li is sitting in the chair, her panties are definitely very tight around the crotch, it's hard for her hand to go in..." Old Wang analyzed, "Look at her lifting her butt, the way she twists her butt is the way she's taking off her panties... " Inside the Crown car, Ms. Li's lifted butt had already returned to the driver's seat, her thighs slightly spread to the sides to give Gong's hand room to move, the flat skirt was occasionally arched by her hand. Inside the Crown car, Ms. Li's lowered butt suddenly bounced up as if electrocuted, her body stiffening. If it weren't for the seatbelt restraining her, the force of her bounce would definitely have thrown her directly out of the car, because the Crown car was shaken by Ms. Li's sudden reaction.

After Mr. Li's buttocks landed back in the driver's seat, he turned to Gong, his face full of shame and indignation. He clenched his fists and
punched Gong, who was bending over at the car door pretending to talk, as if venting his anger.

"Hehe, Gong must have pulled Mr. Li's pubic hair..."

"Pussies are connected to the heart, otherwise she wouldn't have reacted so strongly! Hehe!"

Gong was still bending over at the car door, letting Mr. Li vent his anger with his fists, occasionally turning his head to look around to see if anyone was passing by,
whispering something, definitely trying to coax Mr. Li.

Mr. Li pushed Gong away, looking a little angry, and was about to drive away. Gong helped Mr. Li close the car door slowly.

Just before the car door closed, we saw Mr. Li sticking his buttocks up again in the seat, trying to straighten his body,
his hands seemingly pulling something up to his buttocks outside his skirt...

"...Damn, this woman really had her underwear taken off by Gong, and now she's putting her underwear back on..." "

Damn, she always looks like a rich and nice lady! I didn't expect her to be so cheap! So slutty..."

The Crown car slowly drove out of the hotel.

The Chen who was a shrewd, capable, charming, and elegant urban white-collar worker at the company;
the gentle, considerate, beautiful, virtuous, and devoted wife and mother at home—now seemed so pathetic to us.

"Gong! I give up! I'll drink three cups as punishment!" As soon as Gong returned, Old Wang volunteered to drink the penalty himself.

"Brother Gong, I admire you to death!"

"Come on, let's toast Brother Gong together!"

Gong clearly enjoyed the flattery and became even more smug, opening his clenched right hand on the table, a few strands of hair
falling onto the table. Five hairs—clearly pubic hair! A woman's pubic hair, Chen's pubic hair! The pubic hair was fine, oily black, each strand curved, silky smooth. It was hard to believe how striking and alluring
that clump of pubic hair would be against Chen's snow-white skin ! "Brother Gong, you even plucked President Li's pubic hair, you must have fucked her, right?" someone couldn't help but ask. "Nonsense, do you even need to ask? What do you think?" Gong rolled his eyes at the man smugly. The thought of Gong's penis already inside President Li and Li Xiaochen's vagina excited everyone. As the village elders would say, Gong's penis was "a skinny man's donkey dick," at least 18 centimeters long. And they had all seen Gong's penis before when they bathed together: a thick, glossy black pubic hair that gradually thickened from his navel down to his inner thighs, with a thick, black penis standing straight up in the middle, the foreskin covering half of the glans. Because the glans was so large, the foreskin only covered half and then couldn't grow any further, the enormous glans gleaming like a black umbrella. The thick, curved penis, hanging naturally from the slightly curly black pubic hair, was covered with bulging veins, and two testicles, the size of small eggs, swayed precariously. The thought of the noble President Li being wildly penetrated by this huge penis was incredibly arousing. "Brother Gong, tell us how you managed to win over such a sophisticated city woman like Boss Li!" "Yeah, Brother Gong, tell us how you got her into bed! We want to learn!" Everyone suggested, both envious and curious about how this unassuming guy could sleep with such a beautiful city woman like Boss Li. "Damn! You guys want to learn? You should take a good look at yourselves..." Gong said with disdain and arrogance. "...Did I even need to chase her? With my abilities, why would I need to chase her? She chased me, okay?" At this point, Gong was incredibly arrogant, his interest piqued by our words, and fueled by alcohol, he continued to talk non-stop. "...Damn, if I weren't born into that wretched little rural village, I would have married a city woman . Why would I have to live with that lazy woman from the village? Even my son is influenced by her; he's born with a lazy look and looks destined for poverty. I feel so sorry for my son..." " ...I'm not bragging, but what kind of woman can't I find now? A wealthy, beautiful, and most importantly, married woman like Li Xiaochen is attracted to me and chases after me. Not to mention those young, beautiful, single female college students. One day, after I've had my fill of Li Xiaochen, I'll sleep with a few female college students and see what happens..." In short, Gong meant that President Li actively pursued him. If we hadn't witnessed that scene, we would never have believed that Gong had slept with the noble President Li. Although we believe Gong slept with President Li, it's still hard to believe that a mature, stable, noble, and married woman would pursue a plain-looking rural migrant worker like Gong. "Brother Gong, what's it like to sleep with those high-class women in the city?" "Her, Li Xiaochen? Damn, she's like a log in bed, what's the point of sleeping with her! She's always begging me to sleep with her... " Gong boasted arrogantly. " Brother Gong is awesome!" "Brother Gong, tell us about your first time sleeping with President Li." "Yes, yes, tell us..." "In detail..." This topic clearly piqued our interest.

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