Aphrodisiacs

In his newly moved-in apartment, Hong Shangwen felt somewhat lost amidst the piles of new furniture his bride had brought in. It was as if he'd wandered into a toy box or been thrown into a magic kingdom.

However, the subtle scent of new wood, the pure white wardrobes and dressing tables, and the brightly colored clothes and cushions all exuded a shy, alluring fragrance that stirred within him a desire to expose himself completely and let his sensitive skin touch the fragrant furniture. Hong Shangwen

's wife, Liu Meixiang, had already returned to her working life, while Hong Shangwen, who had just returned from his honeymoon, was using his remaining days off to tidy and clean the apartment alone. Almost all the furniture belonged to his wife, Meixiang.

Hong Shangwen's own belongings consisted only of an old desk and bookshelves he'd used during his student days; the rest of his miscellaneous items had been thrown away before they moved in.

Hong Shangwen felt an irresistible urge to see everything inside the furniture. Scattered among the clothes in the wardrobe were sachets, their fragrances evoking a sense of longing. The colorful and charming cheongsams, the pretty pajamas, and the feel of their silk fabrics reminded him of a woman's delicate skin.

Hong Shangwen also showed a keen interest in the colorful dresses and women's blazers hanging in the wardrobe, even wanting to touch the cosmetics and other items on the dressing table, because they offered glimpses into his wife's past, satisfying his curiosity. He quietly took out his wife's photo album, and upon opening it, he was immediately captivated by the entire album; almost all the photos were of Meixiang with people Hong Shangwen didn't know. Photos of her with her boyfriends from her student days made up almost half of them.

What level of relationship did Liu Meixiang have with them? Those photos offered a clue. However, it was impossible that there were no people among them with whom Meixiang had a deep connection. Driven by a desire to uncover his wife's secrets, Hong Shangwen decided to use the photos to learn about her past.

His relationship with Meixiang began with a blind date, followed by a sweet and passionate courtship before their marriage. Therefore, it could be said that they married after a period of courtship. Because of this, Hong Shangwen only saw the positive side of Liu Meixiang.

Meixiang worked at a large advertising company, while Shangwen was a salesperson at a large manufacturer. Hong Shangwen was twenty-eight years old, and Liu Meixiang was twenty-six. They had shared their first time before marriage, and Shangwen knew that Meixiang was not a virgin, a fact Meixiang never mentioned. It wasn't that Shangwen didn't care, but he found it difficult to bring up, thus remaining hesitant to speak of it.

Meixiang had several photos from her student days, showing her lying on the grass playing with her boyfriend, as well as photos from her travels. These photos included not only photos of her alone, but also photos of her traveling with others, including couples. Furthermore, these photos weren't limited to her student days; she still had many similar photos after becoming a working professional. This suggests that Meixiang had dated more than one man, possibly a considerable number.

Hong Shangwen pondered this for a while, unaware that it was already dark. However, he didn't rush to turn on the light, continuing to think. Shangwen wanted to find some time to ask Meixiang about this kind of thing, but even if he did, it wouldn't be very helpful. Nevertheless, Shangwen was still concerned about this issue. To find a more crucial clue, he opened the wardrobe.

Inside was a locked drawer. Shangwen had wanted to explore this secret for a long time. He also knew the key was in the small drawer of the dressing table. Shangwen hesitated for a moment, then resolutely inserted the key and opened the drawer. Inside were some valuable trinkets, rings and jewelry, even a bankbook and stock certificates.

Surprisingly, Meixiang knew how to save money! Shangwen was quite moved. Then, he noticed a small box wrapped in pink paper, carefully secured with a rubber band. Driven by curiosity, Shangwen untied the rubber band, revealing an eight-centimeter videotape. What could this carefully hidden videotape contain?

Actually, Shangwen and Meixiang had filmed some eight-centimeter videos during their honeymoon, so he was eager to see them. What images would appear? Shangwen's heart was filled with a mixture of unease and curiosity, quite different from peeking at the photo album.

When the images appeared on the screen, Shangwen's eyes widened, almost screaming! The first image that appeared was of a tall, handsome man in a white shirt and shorts, revealing his hairy legs, playing tennis with Meixiang in the photo album. Then Mika's face appeared, like an extension of a photo album, showing a tennis game on the television screen. The scene shifted to the two of them drinking beer together at a club.

Next, they entered what appeared to be a hotel, seemingly driven there. Naofumi felt a chill run down his spine; he stood there blankly, his hands clammy with sweat, his throat parched, his mind a complete blank.

Then, the scene changed to nighttime, and they were embracing each other. Mika had changed into a bathrobe, while the man remained in white trousers and a long-sleeved shirt. Why record this trip? Naofumi was utterly bewildered. Then they set up a camera and smiled at it. To Naofumi watching the television screen, it seemed as if they were mocking him!

Up to this point, Naofumi could barely accept it. But then, as Mika closed her eyes, the man pressed his hand against her cheek and kissed her lips! Shang Wen felt dizzy, his heart pounding as if it would leap out of his mouth!

Their kiss was deep, and their act of passion continued. The man pushed Mei Xiang onto the bed, his hand slipping inside her nightgown, opening the front, grabbing her breasts, and greedily sucking on them. Shang Wen knew his wife's breasts well; they were being sucked and played with by a man other than himself. A surge of anger rushed to Shang Wen's head, his hands and feet trembling uncontrollably. He collapsed to his knees on the floor, but the scene that ignited his fury continued.

Honestly, if the couple had nothing to do with him, this scene would have been quite a spectacle!

For a fleeting moment, Shang Wen glanced at the man and woman on the television screen, as if in another world, but it was only for a brief instant. Soon, his blood was surging again.

The man's hairy hand lifted the hem of Meixiang's nightgown, revealing her fair and plump thighs! He eagerly tried to pull off Meixiang's panties. For some reason, he suddenly loosened his belt and pulled it down a little. From the dark pubic hair, his engorged member was exposed, and Meixiang caressed it with her slender hands without any pretense. Shangwen's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead bulged visibly.

The couple were entangled, passionately kissing, tearing off each other's clothes. Shangwen forced himself to treat it like an adult film, but the soft moans and ecstatic groans were clearly Meixiang's voice, a voice he knew well.

Not only that, the couple seemed insatiable, progressing to oral sex. Finally, they intertwined, their four legs entwined, mimicking the goddess meeting the king, engaging in passionate lovemaking until the final, dazed spasms—all of this was recorded in its entirety.

Shang Wen had watched many adult films, but never before had he felt such a shock and oppression. When he finished watching, he was completely paralyzed, a strange, dull ache in his head. By then, it was completely dark.

Although he had put the videotape away, Shang Wen felt immense regret. The videotape could be rewound, but his wounded heart could never heal. If he hadn't played that videotape, he wouldn't have had this extra trouble. "I brought this on myself," he cursed himself. His

new life, which had been immersed in rosy dreams, had suddenly sprouted a damp mold, and it seemed it might crumble away. Thinking of this, Shang Wen felt a wave of desolation. He clutched his head, and some bitter tears welled up.

Whether he watched the videotape or not, Mika undeniably did that thing. Therefore, he could no longer blame himself for watching the videotape. However, on the other hand, knowing or not knowing, watching or not knowing, will make a big difference in one's perception.

Shangwen and Mika both work, and they had agreed before their marriage that whoever got home earlier would be responsible for making dinner. Of course, Shangwen was still on vacation, so he was naturally responsible for making dinner. However, after watching that videotape, he no longer had the interest to go out and buy anything, and instead focused on making a few delicate and delicious dishes, placing them on the table for his wife to enjoy when she returned.

*** *** *** *** ***

"Goodness...you didn't even touch the spatula! My God! Is this for rabbits? Why is there only one vegetable dish? And that doesn't even make a salad!"

It turned out that Shangwen had only cut a couple of plates of raw cabbage, topped them with two slices of ham, and thought he could make do with dinner like that. No wonder Meixiang was so dissatisfied.

"Because I was too busy packing..."

"What? Packing? When did you pack?"

"Logically speaking, a wife should cook for her husband..."

"What are you talking about? Didn't we agree that whoever gets home first would cook dinner? Have you forgotten? Besides, I'm at work! I didn't go shopping. Sigh... I'm starving..."

Saying this, Meixiang went to the refrigerator to find something to eat. Shangwen seemed to have no interest in dinner at all; he kept a straight face, his eyes fixed on the TV screen. After returning from overtime work, Meixiang quickly ate something, took a shower, changed into her pajamas, and sat next to Shangwen to watch TV.

"Today was my first day back at work after getting married. My colleagues all called me Mrs. Hong as soon as they saw me. At first, I felt weird, thinking they were calling someone else! My section chief saw me looking confused and patted my shoulder, saying, 'Meixiang, you married Hong Shangwen, so you're Mrs. Hong, right? From now on, that's your title. Be careful.' That's when it dawned on me!" "

Is that so?" Hong Shangwen only responded to Meixiang's enthusiastic conversation and then turned his back to her.

"What's wrong with you? You're being so sarcastic... What's wrong with you?!"

Shangwen was full of anger and resentment, but to avoid exploding, he pretended to be engrossed in watching TV. Meixiang lay down in bed and said in a very displeased tone, "What? You're even stingy with your bedtime kiss?"

Humph... How dare you say that! I'm not in the mood for that kind of thing right now.

"Oh! Right! Did you pick up my clothes from the laundromat?"

"Laundromat..." Before going to work, Meixiang had repeatedly reminded Shangwen not to forget to pick up her laundry. Because she was watching the videotape, she had completely forgotten.

"You! You're so disappointing! You can't even remember something this small! What am I supposed to wear to work tomorrow?! It's incomprehensible! What have you been doing all day? The house isn't even tidied! When I got home, it was pitch black! What were you doing? It's incomprehensible..."

It was indeed incomprehensible, but Shangwen understood perfectly.

"Now what am I supposed to do? Oh no... what am I supposed to wear to work tomorrow?"

"So nagging! What an annoying woman!" Shangwen's patience finally snapped!

"Fine! What's wrong with you today? You're constantly picking on me!" At this point, Meixiang couldn't hold back her anger any longer!

Shang Wen's eyes remained fixed on the television screen. Mei Xiang, no longer uttering a sound, lay down on the bed and immediately pulled the covers over her head to sleep. Having upset Mei Xiang, Shang Wen felt somewhat relieved. His continued staring at the television was simply out of fear of blurting everything out.

"Please...please...turn off the TV! I can't sleep!" Mei Xiang said, almost hysterically. Reluctantly, Shang Wen turned the TV volume down in silence.

"It's too bright...I can't sleep..."

"Can't you turn off the light?"

Mei Xiang reached for the bedside lamp. Another moment of silence followed. Mei Xiang couldn't hold back any longer and finally spoke up: "Tell me, what's wrong with you? You're such a headache...just say what you have to say! Don't hide in the corner like a pouting wife..."

Mei Xiang peeked out from under the covers and said to her husband.

Shangwen couldn't hold back any longer. He seemed to be talking to himself, saying, "I have a really great videotape, do you want to watch it?"

"What kind of tape is it?!"

"It's a sexy and daring adult film, I'm sure you'll love it."

"Oh...you have that kind of tape...I've never seen any adult films before..."

"You can watch it too! It's always good to learn some techniques..." "

Okay...that's great!" Meixiang readily agreed, trying to please her husband.

Shangwen hesitated for a moment. However, he felt this was a problem for the couple to solve, so he made up his mind and installed the videotape.

Shangwen installed the videotape. In his extreme tension, his heart was filled with unease, anger, and jealousy, waiting to see Meixiang's reaction. Thinking about this, he felt a sense of fulfillment he had never felt before.

The image appeared on the television screen, and Meixiang immediately realized it was a commemorative videotape she had taken when she broke up with her ex-boyfriend, causing her to stare blankly and her face to turn bright red.

She stood up, trying to turn off the TV, but Shangwen grabbed her hand from behind, saying with a forced smile, "Don't be so impatient, enjoy it slowly... the best is yet to come..."

"I don't want to watch! I don't like watching! You big jerk! You sneaked into my drawer while I was at work, have you no shame! You—"

"We're husband and wife now, living together, we have no secrets from each other." "

You're talking nonsense. Even though we're married, we can still keep private secrets? Are you an idiot? Can't you tell the difference between what's acceptable to watch and what's not?"

"Heh...heh...look at the erotic scene you starred in, what's wrong with that? It's really exciting, it's a super aphrodisiac! It's very well filmed...it's a very valuable record..."

"Please...don't put it on anymore..." Mei was pinned down on the blanket by Shangwen, so she desperately flailed her arms and legs trying to escape, and Shangwen suddenly felt a rape-like excitement.

"Teach your husband those things too... Don't be so wild... I'm not a rapist, I'm your real husband..." On the TV screen, Meixiang's lewd behavior greatly stimulated Shangwen. He reached his hand inside his wife's desperately resisting nightgown, caressing her breasts, then inserted his other hand into her lower body, grasping her "flower lips," and then inserting his fingers deep into her womb.

"Let me go, you shameless bastard!" Meixiang cried.

Shangwen pressed Meixiang's face onto the pillow, roaring angrily, "Look! The most exciting scene has appeared! Explain it to me!"

"I don't want to explain... because that matter has nothing to do with you... it's something that happened in the past..."

"What past or not! Look! Aren't we getting really into it now? So... I'm already excited."

"That's all in the past. I've reminded you countless times that she had a very close boyfriend before marriage."

"The same long-haired gorilla that performed with you? Ugh! Disgusting!"

Before Shang Wen, the "long-haired gorilla" grinned lewdly, about to use its monkey tongue to caress his wife's "flower lips." Shang Wen glared at him fiercely, vowing never to let him off the hook.

Indeed, Mei Xiang had told Shang Wen that she had a boyfriend she was engaged to, but after he was transferred to the southern branch, he secretly married a woman introduced by his parents, leaving Mei Xiang heartbroken. At that time, Shang Wen was very fond of Mei Xiang and planned to marry her, so he often comforted her, saying, "Feelings are delicate; it's best not to force them. What can't be brought back, don't dwell on it..."

To be honest, Mei Xiang was the epitome of the woman Shang Wen had always dreamed of. He loved her passionately, and he felt endless loneliness whenever she was slightly away from him. It was precisely because of love that he didn't care about Mika's relationship with the long-haired monkey. If Mika brought it up again, he would have no room to argue.

However, although Shangwen verbally didn't care about Mika's past, when he witnessed her performing the "fairy fight" video on the other party, he simply couldn't remain calm.

"Fine! Then just lay it all out. Do you want a divorce?" Mika screamed hysterically.

"I didn't say I wanted a divorce. I'm just asking you, what are your plans?"

"What plans could I possibly have? Back then, I loved him, and he loved me. I took this tape as a lasting memento. And back then, I didn't even know you..."

"What do you mean by 'memento'? Remember! You're already Hong Shangwen's wife! Why are you still carrying that thing?"

"Then... what should I do? I can't give it to someone else... what's wrong with keeping it myself?"

"So, you don't think about me at all?"

"That's not about whether I think about you or not, because it's a part of my memory. Do I have to erase my memories for you? Aren't you being too controlling? Did you completely erase your first love before marrying me? You can't completely erase her image, can you? Whether or not that tape exists, what happened, happened... Can you erase it?"

"Even if you're right, and that matter has nothing to do with me, don't drag me into your past relationships..."

"I didn't drag you into it! You chose to watch it yourself, and that's how you got dragged in..."

Meixiang was absolutely right, but now that she'd seen it, it was hard to remain completely indifferent.

"Since you say that, then open your eyes wide and look! That's your most memorable moment, watch it intently, and savor it!"

At this point, they had both revealed their innermost thoughts, and their emotions calmed down a bit. Shangwen removed the blanket from Meixiang's head, grabbed her hair, and made her face the television screen.

"Look... at your slutty antics!" Shangwen moved his fingers, which were inserted into his wife's private parts, and hugged her body, as if he were about to violate her from behind. Meixiang silently watched the television screen.

Filled with jealousy, Shangwen used his angry member as a gun for charging into battle, deliberately attacking his wife. The initial feeling of despair had disappeared. Now, Shangwen felt as if the tape had become a super aphrodisiac, effectively stimulating his male instincts.

For some reason, Shangwen felt an unprecedented excitement. He also felt that his wife's "flower lips" were wetter than usual, allowing his penis to move freely in and out.

He pulled his wife's full, white buttocks closer, violating her from behind, while watching a strange man on the television screen also violating his wife from behind, merging the stranger with himself. He stared at the other man, shook his head, burning with hatred, and then released that intense lust onto his wife.

"I don't want this...stop it! I don't want this..." Mika cried, shaking her head. She outwardly resisted, but her flower lips were constantly accepting Shangwen's. Both

man and woman seemed to be repeatedly enacting contradictory things under the influence of greed. With this thought in mind, Shangwen violated his newlywed wife even more wantonly.

At the moment the man on the television screen "exploded," Shangwen also released his bodily fluids. Shangwen and Meixiang, this pair of sworn enemies, finally collapsed, panting heavily. Meixiang, in that instant, seemed to have lost her soul, utterly powerless to resist.

The couple on the television screen continued their performance of fairy-like fighting, but Shangwen had long since lost interest in watching, and also lacked the energy. Meixiang was the same. Shangwen silently turned off the television, and the two enemies, as if reconciling, embraced, their lips pressed together.

"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have kept that tape."

"Hmm…it's alright…" Shangwen replied ambiguously.

"Tomorrow, I'll burn it."

Shangwen listened noncommittally, but in that instant, he suddenly felt it wasn't necessary. Even if he burned it, the fact that he had seen it wouldn't disappear.

"The past is the past, the present is the present. These two cannot be confused."

"You're smart, you've finally figured it out."

Now, the fatigue from discovering that videotape was gradually creeping over Shangwen.

In that fleeting moment of heightened emotion, the thought of divorce had crossed Shangwen's mind. But now, having regained his composure, he felt utterly childish and foolish. A mature man acting on impulse, ridiculously battling with an illusion.

Regardless of whether that videotape was respectable, in this realistic society, who doesn't harbor their own inner videotape? They just—don't want the other person to see it.

Shangwen even felt that he should thank Meixiang for being so honest with him about her past, and shouldn't have been so temperamental.

*** *** *** *** ***

For a whole week, Shangwen and Meixiang didn't mention the videotape at all. It turned out that Shangwen had deliberately hidden it. Meixiang thought Shangwen had burned it! Therefore, she didn't utter a single word.

About two weeks later, Naofumi suddenly said, "What? Let's watch that tape again!"

"What!" Mika peeked out from under the covers, looking at Naofumi with unease.

"Because I didn't burn that tape. That... would be such a waste. It's a very interesting 'documentary' and also a supreme aphrodisiac!"

Mika was speechless. Because of the unpleasant argument last time, she was still shaken and really didn't want to experience a second one, so her face was filled with fear.

"Hey Mika, let's watch it one more time! It's so exciting!"

"No way! Who knows what you're up to now."

"I won't make things difficult for you again. Didn't you feel ecstatic and almost in heaven last time?"

"Nonsense!"

"I'm serious. Ever since that time, you've lacked that charm. You were a completely different person then. Don't worry... I won't nag you anymore."

Hearing Naofumi say this, Mika felt a weight lifted from her shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief. She said, "You're right, I do feel something different than usual."

"What's different...? From what I see, you seem to have a strong feeling, your body is trembling, as if you've lost your senses..."

"Yes! I find it incredible myself. It's like something flew off my head and then fell into a very, very deep valley... To be honest, I'm a little scared, but I also really want to experience it again..."

"So, is that what's called an orgasm?" "

Maybe? My body feels like it's taking flight, like a bird about to spread its wings and soar..."

"Alright! In that case, let's experience it again..."

Naofumi opened the wardrobe and took out a videotape hidden in a concealed place. Mika was still a little uneasy, but she answered Naofumi's question very frankly.

"After watching this tape, you'll feel the happiness of being loved by two men, one from the past and one from the present, right?"

"What are you talking about!" Mika laughed.

"Being loved by two men at the same time is always more enjoyable than being loved by only one man, isn't it?"

When Naofumi said this, Mika only replied, "How would I know..." and then smiled ambiguously, neither confirming nor denying.

"Then, you can experience two orgasms at the same time."

"If I'm happy, you'll be happy too, right?"

"Hmm..."

"Then, don't be temperamental anymore!"

"I won't be temperamental anymore. Of all your dowry items, none are more closely related to us than this videotape... so... I'm too happy to even think about it!"

Naofumi answered in waves of excitement. When Mika let out another cry of ecstasy, Naofumi felt both jealous and exhilarated.

Shang Wen thought to himself: For the two of them, perhaps this videotape would become the ultimate aphrodisiac, allowing them to enjoy it for the rest of their lives!

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