My wife was "raped" by a colleague at work.

On Friday, after I finished with the busty girl and dropped her off at home, I called my wife on WeChat from the car. She didn't answer. When I got home, I video-chatted with her, and she answered. She was at a club, the lights were flashing, the sound was loud, and the connection was terrible, making it almost impossible to chat. Later, she sent me a short video saying she was out with her colleagues and would be back soon, telling me to get some rest.
My wife doesn't travel much for work, especially in recent years. She likes a lively atmosphere, and when she's on business trips, she usually goes out for drinks and meals with her colleagues, or goes to bars and nightclubs to have fun. I prefer quiet; I like to rest at the hotel, have tea with friends at a coffee shop, or just sit and watch pretty girls. So it's normal for her to be out with her colleagues, drinking and watching a show.
I didn't sleep too late that day. On Saturday morning, my wife texted me saying she was going to Chimelong and would contact me again that evening. We've wanted to go to Chimelong for years, either in Guangzhou or Zhuhai, but we've never been able to go. This time, my wife took the opportunity of a business trip to Zhuhai to go, which seemed like a good idea.
It was almost 10 pm when my wife video-chatted with the kids for a while before video-chatting with me. She was lying in bed, saying she was sleepy.
She said they went to Chimelong during the day and it was a lot of fun, adding that the Guangzhou one was even better. She suggested we go to Guangzhou together sometime, and I said okay. She said she was going to Chimelong again tomorrow morning, but I said, "Didn't you already go during the day?" She said, "One day isn't enough to see everything." Then she mentioned she didn't bring her Hong Kong and Macau travel permit, otherwise she would have gone to Macau. She said her flight back to Beijing was at 6 pm on Sunday afternoon, arriving around 9 pm, and asked me to pick her up at the airport. I said okay.
I asked her what time she finished playing on Friday night, and she said around midnight. I said, "No romantic encounters." My wife laughed and told me that she had been raped by a colleague at work the previous night.
Seeing how happy she was, I asked if it was true. She said that a guy at her workplace insisted on having sex with her, and then she was raped.
I said, "It wasn't you who was raped, it was clearly you who seduced your male colleague!" My wife said, "You could say that." I asked, "Did you enjoy it?" My wife said, "Yes.
" My wife was on a business trip with three other men, all relatively young. Two smokers shared a room, one non-smoker had a separate room, and my wife had her own room. The non-smoker was a young man who had started working at my wife's company two years ago after graduating with his master's degree. He and my wife were the only ones who slept together.
On Friday, after finishing their business trip, my wife and her group went out to have fun. Back at the hotel, my wife changed out of her office-appropriate clothes and into a new outfit. Although she's not young anymore, she wanted to dress like a young person when going out. They went out to eat, and afterwards, they went to a nightclub to enjoy the entertainment. They sat in the audience, drinking and watching the performances until almost midnight before returning to the hotel.
My wife said that after she got home and finished showering, she was getting ready for bed when the non-smoking young man called her, saying he needed to return her power bank. He said his phone had run out of battery the night before and he'd borrowed hers. My wife suggested tomorrow during the day, but the young man said he was at a bubble tea shop and asked if
she wanted some to sober up. My wife said she'd have one. When my wife got to this part, I said he was just using it as an excuse to get closer to her. My wife said she knew; that young man always liked to see her at work, always peeking at her thighs and breasts, and sometimes they even ate lunch together. I asked my wife if he was her subordinate, and she said no, although they were in the same department, not the same office, but they had some business dealings.
I asked my wife how much they drank, and she said not much—a dozen beers and two pitchers of liquor. She said the three of them couldn't drink much, and one of them was already tipsy. My wife is from Northeast China and inherited her father's high alcohol tolerance. It's common for her to drink more than half a jin of baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor) and then rinse her mouth with a bottle of beer. When we drink, I usually get drunk, while my wife is fine. I asked if that guy was drunk too. My wife said he was alright; he was the only one who drank less that night.
She said that a while later, the young man knocked on the door with milk tea. She let him in. I asked her what she was wearing after showering. She said she knew he was coming, so she changed and put on a skirt. I asked if she was wearing underwear, and she said of course. I asked if she was wearing a bra, and she said no.
I asked her if he asked her to come in, or if she let him in. She said he didn't ask; he just came in when she opened the door. I said you're letting a wolf into the house. She said she knew what he was thinking. I asked if she wanted to, and she said she didn't particularly want to at the time, but it would have been better if she did. I said, "You're horny again. I'll make you feel good when we get home."
After the young man came in, the two drank milk tea and chatted for a while. I asked where they were sitting, and my wife said the edge of the bed. I said that was a dangerous place, but she said that was the atmosphere she wanted.
After chatting for a while, the young man hugged my wife and pushed her down onto the bed. He said she was beautiful, and she said she was almost the same age as his mother and about to retire. He hugged her, and she said that was enough for now, and they should go back to sleep. He touched her, kissing her face and lips. I asked where he touched her, and she said he first touched her breasts through her clothes and then tried to put his hand inside. I said, "You let him touch you?" She said, "How could it be so easy? I struggled, but I told him it was just a touch, and we'd go back home after that." I said, "Are you trying to seduce him?" She said he put his hand inside and touched her for a while, then touched her everywhere—her waist, her buttocks, her legs, everywhere. Later, he lifted his wife's skirt to take off her underwear. She said she struggled for a while before he finally pulled it off.
I said, "And then you two started doing it." She said, "How could I let him get away with it so easily? If he gets away with it so easily this time, he'll become even more cunning." He pulled her legs to separate them, and she resisted. It took several minutes before he finally let her in. I asked, "Did you take off his clothes or did he take them off himself?" She said, "He took them off himself, his pants and underwear. He pulled on my legs, and after a few more struggles, he finally managed to pull them apart." I asked her if he was strong. She said he was thin and not very tall, not very strong. If I didn't force him, he definitely wouldn't be able to do it.
My wife continued, saying that after the guy spread her legs, he tried to penetrate her, but after several attempts, he couldn't get in. I said, "Did you grab him to get in?" My wife said he helped himself in. Then he started having sex with her. I asked her how it felt, and she said it was okay. I asked if it was thick, and she said no. I asked if it was long, and she said it was okay.
They did it for a while, with the guy either holding her legs down or on top of her. My wife said she enjoyed it while pretending to struggle and get angry. The guy didn't last long; he ejaculated in just a few minutes.
I asked my wife if she enjoyed it, and she said she did, but not completely.
I asked her what happened next, and she said he was done. He was a little scared and wanted to leave, but she wouldn't let him, saying that his shoulders hurt from the struggle and she wanted him to rub them. So
he rubbed her shoulders, and she said, "Just this once, never again, and don't let anyone else know." The guy agreed.
I told my wife that he massaged her shoulders and she wasn't hard anymore. She said, "Of course! I felt it in just a few minutes.
" I asked how she felt it, and she said she saw it. I asked if the guy wanted more, and she said he did. I said, "You agreed?" She said, "I told him I have a husband and kids at home. Just this once, and never again." He tried to take off her skirt, but she didn't want to. He took it off anyway, and then they started having sex again. I said, "You were both wearing clothes just now." She said, "I was wearing a skirt, but it was pulled up to my chest, and my breasts were exposed. He was wearing a t-shirt.
" After they were both naked, they started having sex again. After about ten minutes, my wife orgasmed, and he ejaculated again, this time inside her.
I asked my wife if she moaned. She said she tried to hold back at first, but then she couldn't take it anymore and moaned. She added that if she hadn't moaned, the guy might have lasted longer.
After they finished, my wife told him to go home. He said he'd lie down for a while and then go home. I said he still wanted to have sex with her. My wife said she did want him to go home; she was tired and wanted to sleep.
I asked if he had sex with her again. My wife said that the guy stayed a while longer, saying she was so sleepy she was almost asleep. She was tired and sleepy, so he had sex with her again.
I asked my wife what happened next. She said she kicked him out. My wife said if she had let him stay in the house, he would have been at it all night. She said she would be exhausted, and it wouldn't be good if people found out.
My wife told me I was incredibly hard and wanted to find a slippery, hot hole to go inside and have some real pleasure. She was practically yawning the whole time, saying she hadn't slept well last night and needed to rest early. I asked if she wouldn't come over tonight, and she said she'd told him she wouldn't do it again, just this once, and besides, it's not always convenient since we work together. She said she'd have less contact with him in the future, and we'd pretend it never happened.
Last night I picked my wife up from the airport, and we got home after 11 pm. After a quick wash, we went to bed, and she licked my pussy and suckled my penis. I asked her if she'd given it to her, and she said no. She asked if I'd been behaving myself these past few days, and I said I'd been to a small hotel with a big-breasted girl. She said she'd bite it off so I wouldn't go out looking for women all the time, and then she bit me. We wrestled for a while, and listening to her moaning, I imagined how she and that guy were doing it—it felt so good.
Looking at my wife sleeping peacefully afterward, I pressed my body against hers, feeling both excited and worried. Excited because my wife had slept with two younger men in a week—one she'd arranged, and the other she'd only half-heartedly given in to. She was experiencing the sensations of new men and enjoying the impact of different types. Worried, though, about what was wrong with her; why was she seeing men again after so many years?
While writing this article earlier that day, I looked through my wife's WeChat Moments and saw photos of them at Chimelong. There was a young man, not very tall, but quite handsome. I asked my wife if it was him, and she said yes.
After work, I finished posting and went home to find my wife.

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