For the sake of a happy home, I'm willing to wear a green hat (a symbol of infidelity).

Several years ago, my wife and I were preparing for the final housing reform allocation at our company. Although I was already a senior intellectual, there were many people in my unit with similar circumstances. Some were much older than me and still lived in apartments of less than 30 square meters.

Therefore, the competition for this housing reform allocation was particularly fierce.

However, I knew very well that under normal allocation methods, we had no chance of getting a new apartment, let alone one larger than 120 square meters.

One evening, my wife told me to talk to the company leaders and offer some gifts. But I knew perfectly well that it was too late to offer gifts now. Everyone else had already done their work. I felt powerless to help my wife.

Two days later, my wife asked if I had spoken to the leaders. I didn't answer. My wife got angry and called me a useless piece of trash. Later, at bedtime, my wife said she wanted to talk to the leaders herself. But she was worried about potential problems. My wife was only 32 years old that year. She was the most beautiful woman in her workplace, tall with fair skin. While not exactly stunningly beautiful, she exuded a captivating femininity.

I thought to myself, even if my wife approached the boss, it might not work out, since everything was basically decided internally, and there was no point in trying.

So, that night passed.

The next evening, when my wife came home from work, I noticed she seemed quite excited. Her face flushed when she saw me, and I didn't think much of it, assuming she wasn't feeling well. I asked her with concern if she was sick. But my wife said, "Give me a break!"

That night, lying in bed, my wife leaned against me and said, "I went to see the boss today." I didn't think much of it at first, thinking, "It's pointless. There are so many intellectuals in our workplace, how could we possibly accommodate everyone?"
But my wife slowly added, "The boss was very polite to her and said that before the assignments were finalized, everyone theoretically still had a chance to get a new 120-square-meter apartment."

Hearing this, I felt there was still hope. I told my wife to talk to her boss again, that we should give him whatever gifts we needed; nothing was more important than a house in the city center.

But my wife didn't

say anything. A sudden feeling of unease washed over me. Was it—?

Just as I was pondering this, my wife whispered in my arms, "The boss is actually quite...adult."
Hearing this, my heart sank. I quickly asked, "He didn't do anything to you today, did he?"

My wife remained silent. This confirmed my suspicions.

I abruptly sat up, turned on the light, and looked at my wife, saying, "Tell me, he didn't do anything to you today?"

My wife looked at my fierce expression, her eyes welling up with tears.
Oh no! I thought to myself, my wife must have been sexually assaulted.

After a long while, I calmly said to my wife, "Can you tell me everything that happened today? I won't blame you."

My wife looked up at me, and after a long pause, she said, "After I tell you, you really can't be angry. I did all this for our house."

I looked at my wife's tearful eyes and nodded.

So, my wife leaned against me again and slowly recounted what had happened at noon. "

At noon today, I went to my boss's office to talk to him about housing. When I went in, the office was empty. Just as I was about to turn away, I heard his voice coming from the boss's rest room inside.

He asked who was outside. I said it was me, and he let me in. When I went in, he was looking at his computer at the desk inside. He asked what I wanted. I said it was about housing. He said the basic plan for housing had been finalized; young people like us basically wouldn't be allocated new housing, but they could consider older houses that weren't big enough.

I asked him if he could help us. At this point, he looked up at me for a long time, making me feel embarrassed. After a while, he didn't say anything and left. Later, I found out he went to close the door."

Hearing this, I felt a little nervous. I quickly asked my wife what happened next. My wife glanced at me and continued: "When he came back in, he put his hand on my shoulder and said, 'There's always a way; things that aren't settled yet are still hopeful.'" Because it was summer, I was only wearing a few clothes, so I stood up nervously. At that moment, the leader calmly sat on the bed by the table and said to me, "There are many people who need housing, and they are all older than you. Although your husband has a senior professional title, his total score is definitely not as high as others. Therefore, it seems that the chances of getting a large apartment in the city center this time are not very high."

Hearing this from the leader, my heart sank. Perhaps I was about to cry, when the leader reached out and pulled me to sit beside him. After hearing this, I seemed a little nervous. My wife glanced at me and continued, "After he pulled me over, I immediately burst into tears. He comforted me, saying, 'Don't worry, don't worry, he'll think of another way.'

Hearing this, I felt there was still hope, so I grabbed his hand and said, 'You must help us, this is the last time!'

Suddenly, I felt myself being hugged by him, his lips pressed against my face. I quickly said, 'No, no, don't do this.'" But... but I still couldn't stop his hand. He immediately grabbed my breast, and his hand went straight inside me. I tensed up instantly. But he said it was okay, the outer room was already locked.

And then? My wife continued: "Then, in just a short while, he touched me all over, and... and he even put his hand inside me." My wife lowered her head shyly.

At this point, I was so angry I wanted to kill him right then and there. My wife looked at my expression and said: "This is the last time we'll divide the house. I've already made a sacrifice. If you don't want me to do this, I don't care what you want to do."

After hearing my wife's words, although I was still angry, I calmed down a lot. I continued to ask my wife: "That's it?"

My wife looked at me and said: "He didn't completely undress me. I know what he wanted to do, but I'm not used to doing things like this. But he wouldn't let me go. In the end, he took out his own thing."

My wife glanced at me again and continued: "He said he wouldn't force me the first time, but I had to make him feel good." So, guided by his hand, I grabbed his penis. My wife hesitated for a moment and then said, "Later...later he put it in my mouth, and only let me go after he ejaculated."

I asked, "Did he ejaculate in your mouth?"

My wife nodded shyly. "

That's it?" I continued to ask.

My wife said, "When I left, he said that if I really wanted the house, I had to make some sacrifices." I knew what he meant by sacrifices.

That night, I didn't blame my wife anymore, because it was all because of my incompetence as a husband that my wife had to make such a big sacrifice. That night, I just made love to my wife properly, and she experienced an orgasm that was rare for her, seemingly several times in a row.

The next day, after sobering up, I didn't mention what happened last night, because I knew that reason told me that bringing it up again wouldn't solve anything.

So, out of respect for my wife, I didn't discuss the house with her for half a month. I was worried that my wife would be sensitive. Until I received the news that the allocation of the house would be decided within two days.

That noon, right after lunch, my wife came to my office, saying that her boss wanted her to come over. I knew perfectly well what was going on, but I still pretended to be calm and said to my wife, "Go ahead, maybe it's a good thing." My wife looked at me with confusion; I knew she was hesitating. But I thought to myself, "He's already been touched by the boss, what's the big deal?" I told my wife to go.

Just as my wife turned away, I gently patted her shoulder and said, "I won't blame you for this."

She lowered her head and walked out.

Watching her retreating figure, a sudden pang of pain shot through my heart.

For the entire afternoon, my wife didn't call me. I tried calling her cell phone, but it was off.

It wasn't until almost 10 pm that I heard her open the door. Her mother must have seen her tired expression and thought she was exhausted from work, so she offered her something to eat. But my wife ignored her mother and went straight back to our room.

Looking at my wife, she seemed like a completely different person.

After changing her clothes, she told me, "We've got the apartment. We'll pick up the keys the day after tomorrow. It's one of the best apartments in my workplace." After that, no matter what I said, she ignored me and went to sleep.

I lay beside my wife, knowing full well what we had gained and lost, unable to sleep. Until midnight. I watched my wife toss and turn, knowing she wasn't asleep either.

It was late into the night when my wife suddenly asked me, "Just ask whatever you want!"

I remained silent for a long time before softly asking, "Where did you go this afternoon?"

My wife was silent for a long time before saying, "I went out with him this afternoon, and we had dinner together tonight." "

Where?" I continued. "

At the hotel," my wife calmly replied.

I knew that if I asked any more questions, I might hurt my wife even more. But unexpectedly, my wife suddenly turned on the light and said to me, "Don't you want to know more?"

I was already very emotional at this point, and I hugged my wife and burst into tears. In the midst of this emotional outburst, we both cried. When I opened my wife's pajamas, I suddenly noticed obvious marks around her nipples. Upon closer inspection, I saw many similar marks all over her body. At that moment, I knew what had happened to my wife that short afternoon.

Later, after we made love in our excitement, my wife murmured to me everything that had happened from the afternoon to the evening.

It turned out that after his wife went to his office that afternoon, he made an excuse that he had something to do and asked her to accompany him to the city. Once there, he discovered that they went directly to a hotel. After checking into the hotel room, his wife initially knew what he wanted, but couldn't bring herself to say it. When they were in the room, he first made his wife undress completely, saying he hadn't seen clearly the other day and promised she would only look. But after she undressed, he asked her to accompany him to take a shower. At first, she refused, saying she would perform oral sex on him like last time. He said it wasn't that easy, and then threatened her with sex. His wife had no choice but to go to the bathroom with him. In the bathroom, she said she wasn't washing for the boss, but rather the boss was washing her. Many of the marks on her body were from when he bit her in the bathroom.

Afterwards, he then penetrated her on the bed. She said he lasted a long time without stopping, and her genitals became numb. She didn't even remember when he entered her. Because she had lost all feeling down there.

Then, the two of them fell asleep.

When they woke up again, it was already dark. So they made love again in bed. The wife said she was more cooperative this time, constantly stimulating his penis with her hand. He ejaculated shortly after.

After getting up, they ate something at the restaurant. Just the two of them, and the meal cost over 3,000 yuan for just a few dishes. After dinner, the wife suggested taking a shower. She kept regretting it as she talked about it. Because of the shower, he had sex with her again, and she had even torn her vagina. The wife said it was probably caused by his hand. Because, the third time they showered in the bathroom, he couldn't get an erection, so he used his hand to vigorously stimulate her genitals. The wife said she felt terrible, and to make him ejaculate quickly, she used her mouth to make his penis hard again, and after he penetrated her, she also used her hand to hold his penis to increase his pleasure. Fortunately, he immediately responded and ejaculated again like an animal. My wife said that when he ejaculated for the third time, it was really just a little bit of semen coming out; he probably used it all up by the end of the afternoon. She also said his penis was actually very small and short, and didn't even penetrate inside.

When he took her home, it was already past ten o'clock. As they parted, he said he would never bother her again and that he was very sorry. My wife showed me the note he had written, requesting separate rooms; she was afraid he would renege on the agreement, so she made him write it.

Looking at my beloved wife, I was speechless with heartache.

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