Passionate Undercurrents Series: Wife's Chaos (07-12)

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(7) Meiying's Wedding

The wedding was held in the only five-star hotel in the city. I never knew that there was such a luxurious and huge banquet hall in the city, with more than a hundred tables of food and drink. When I arrived, more than half of the ceremony had already passed, and the reception desk of the wedding company at the entrance of the banquet hall was piled with gifts and red envelopes.

Facing the smiling receptionist, I awkwardly put my hands into my empty pockets, gave her my name, and told her that I was a bridesmaid's family member. She immediately looked down and skillfully flipped through the register, but did not find my name in the pages for the main guests.

"Hey, Yiming, why are you so late?"

Someone patted me lightly on the back, and when I turned around, I saw Du Xiang.

"Oh, don't bother looking, I know him, he's the bridesmaid's husband. Don't worry about it, I'll take him in."

Du Xiang seemed to know the wedding company people well. After saying that, he led me into the magnificent banquet hall and headed towards the main table area closest to the stage.

"Why are you so late? I thought you weren't coming."

As we passed a table, Du Fei waved and greeted me. He was Du Xiang's brother.

"They somehow forgot Yi Ming's name."

Du Xiang complained angrily.

"Why don't you sit with me? There's an empty seat, so you can sit here for now. Du Xiang, don't worry about it, go do your work."

"Why isn't your Ruoxin here?"

I asked casually after I sat down and saw that Du Fei was alone. Ruoxin is Du Fei's wife, and they both call me brother-in-law.

"She has class today and can't come."

Du Fei picked up his wine glass and casually waved to me, then told me to quickly eat something. The dishes on the table looked almost complete, and although most of them had been eaten, they still looked very high-class, encompassing almost all the most popular and expensive dishes at local wedding banquets. The baijiu was all Moutai, and the red wine was all imported, with labels covered in foreign languages.

"This is quite a high-class affair today."

"Of course. Look who's getting married. Dawei always loves to show off, and his wedding is going to be even more extravagant."
I remembered my own wedding with Xinyan. Because I was from out of town, and Xinyan's family was a traditional, intellectual family, we only had about twenty tables, and it was in a mid-range restaurant.

Dawei and Meiying were going from table to table toasting and offering cigarettes, with Xinyan beside them. Dawei, dressed in a formal white tailcoat, his bow tie loosened and sleeves rolled up, was arguing heatedly with a male guest over drinks. Meiying, in a white wedding dress, had her hair meticulously styled and adorned with a floral crown. She, who should have maintained a dignified demeanor, was now excitedly chiming in for Dawei, oblivious to the fact that her two mounds of white flesh were almost bursting out of her tight bra, the sparkling diamond pendant on her chest jumping merrily in and out of her deep cleavage. Xinyan, in her white bridesmaid dress, maintained her usual elegance and composure, smiling and chatting with people, a small glimpse of her cleavage just right.

The scenes from those photos stubbornly resurfaced in my mind; the images of those three people in the photo studio flickered before my eyes again.

"Xinyan, bend that leg a little more, lift it up a bit more."

"Oh dear, that way it'll be all over the place."

"It looks good, your waist is slim and your butt is beautiful."

"But showing that part is so ugly."

"What's ugly about it? Didn't Dawei and I take pictures like that just now?"

"Dawei's your husband, what are you afraid of?"

"How about I call your husband over to take this picture with you?"

"That's even worse! Oh, Meiying, you're so mean."

"Don't worry, it won't be in the picture. I'll keep an eye on it for you."

"But if he squats over there like Dawei, won't he see everything?"

"Don't be so old-fashioned, this is art, you know? Besides, it won't be in the picture."

"Really won't be in the picture?"

"Don't worry, if it is, I'll have them reshoot."

"Reshoot?! You're so mean..."

"Yes, stick your waist forward a little more. Stick your butt out a bit more."

"Isn't that enough?"

"Or you can stick it out a little more."

"Where?"

"Where else? The woman's... there. So clumsy!"

"Is it like this? Isn't it ugly?"

"Who said that? It looks great there. Yes, just like that, don't move around anymore."

"I was just thinking, if we're not going to take the picture, why expose ourselves like this?"

"Ugh, I didn't expect you to be so annoying! A woman can't express her feelings and eyes like this if she doesn't expose herself like this."
"Yeah, yeah. But I always feel like this looks weird, like a bad woman."

"Don't worry, listen to me, it'll definitely look good in the picture."

In my imagination, it's always the naked Meiying who teaches the completely naked Xinyan how to pose the same way she did after her own photoshoot. As for Dawei, if he still cares about his image, he probably won't get too close, but with his shameless personality, he might not miss any opportunity to peek.

"Handsome, now it's your turn."

The male model didn't need any instructions and went straight to the correct position, wanting to strike the same pose as Dawei.
"Oh dear, it's so close, I..."

Xinyan's hands suddenly slipped between her thighs, covering her private parts from front to back.

"Hey, Xinyan, stop fooling around. How can we take pictures like this? Take your hands away."

"Then don't look at my private parts,"

Xinyan instructed the male model worriedly.

"He's not looking at you. Xinyan, make eye contact with him. Yes, look at him with affection. Look how beautiful those bright eyes are. Now take your hand away."

"But I think he can still see you."

"Ugh, this is so annoying. Xinyan, why would a handsome guy like him take advantage of you? Besides, he's shot this series countless times. If he wanted to see it, he'd seen it countless times. There are plenty of women prettier than you in it. Just treat him like a gynecologist, okay?" "

But I've never been to a gynecologist."

"Don't tell me only your husband has been to one?" "

Isn't that right?"

"You...you're going to drive me crazy!"

"But look at him there...like that."

The male model lowered his head, probably embarrassed.

"You're afraid others will see you, but you're looking at this handsome guy. Hurry up, Xinyan, so many people are waiting."

"Then I'll take my hand away, you guys hurry up and shoot."

"Okay, okay. I'll count to three. You and the handsome guy make eye contact first. And, just stay still like that. One, two, three..."

Amidst the flashes and shutter clicks, Xin Yan's beautiful eyes, sparkling with the exposure of her private parts, were captured in that photograph. The people at the wedding had no idea that these three people, dressed in formal attire and moving among the guests, had just recently been naked together, engaging in various sexual acts. Humans are truly multifaceted creatures, and human society is a rich and varied stage. In different settings, men and women, with different faces, act out different plays according to different scripts.

"Xin Yan looks really beautiful today. I see so many people looking at her,"

Du Fei's well-intentioned compliment instantly pulled me back from my reverie to the noisy wedding scene. Actually, his wife, Ruo Xin, is also a recognized beauty. Although Ruo Xin and Xin Yan are twin sisters, their appearances and temperaments are different. Generally speaking, Xin Yan is more elegant, while Ruo Xin is more lively.

"Don't say that, Meiying is the star of the show today."

I said, glancing at Meiying several times while thinking about that absurd dream from last night.

"I saw Zhou Kun, Wu Bo, and Tan Hui sitting over there. Why are you at this table alone?"
I was referring to Du Fei and Ruoxin, as well as Dawei and Meiying's high school classmates. It was a company-affiliated high school, and Xinyan's grades were better than Ruoxin's; she always attended a top-tier high school.

"I don't see them as much anymore. Even when we worked together, we didn't interact much."
I remembered that a few years ago, Du Fei switched jobs to a private real estate company because the state-owned enterprise wasn't doing well, and I heard he was dealing with government approvals and such. The reason I could still chat with Du Fei was because I thought he was a pretty upright person, and I thought he probably felt the same way about me. As I was chatting with Du Fei, his younger brother, Du Xiang, ran over with a wine glass.

"Du Xiang is in the beverage business now; he's handling all the drinks for today's banquet."

"Brother, let me have a drink with Yiming."

He raised his glass of red wine and clinked it against mine, then tilted his head back to gulp it down.

"Hey, that's enough. My brother-in-law's not an outsider. You still have a lot of people to toast later."
Du Xiang took a big gulp, and seeing me down a whole glass of baijiu in one go, he quickly pulled a business card from his pocket and handed it to me.

"Please take care of me if I need anything in the future."

I quickly put the business card away, thinking to myself that given my current situation, I probably wouldn't be able to take care of him anytime soon.

After Du Xiang went to toast the other tables, I saw that Mei Ying and the others were almost at our table, so I said to Du Fei, "Don't tell Xin Yan I'm here." Before the suspicious Du Fei could ask, I got up and walked out.

The video of the newlyweds playing on a loop in the lounge, I smoked a few cigarettes and watched it for a while out of boredom.

"Is Dawei the only one in your heart?"

A voice-over asked Meiying in the video. She rolled her bright black eyes, smiled mysteriously, and
said in a teasing tone, "No comment."

The camera immediately switched to Dawei in another scene, where a short excerpt of Meiying's conversation was playing in a picture-in-picture format.

"It's normal. It's unhealthy for a woman to only have one man in her heart. What kind of society is this now? What do you think? As long as it doesn't affect the marriage and family, it's fine, right?"

If I hadn't seen those photos, I might have thought they were just joking around, like everyone else.
What kind of people are these two, dating for many years and only now getting married? Taking wedding photos should be a solemn occasion. It's understandable that they're playful and want to capture some outrageous images as a memento, but why bring along an acquaintance? From both a legal and societal perspective, they're officially husband and wife only after tonight. Why rush into dealing with the boredom and tedium before their married life has even begun?

I went to the restroom, assuming Xinyan and the others had passed my table, before heading back.

"Dawei, if I hadn't received your invitation, I would have thought you and Meiying were already married. You'll have to drink two glasses tonight,"

Wu Bo's voice came through the buzzing chatter.

"That's not right. It's Meiying's fault for refusing to marry our Dawei, don't you think?"
Tan Hui quickly stepped between Wu Bo and Dawei, trying to smooth things over.

"Then Meiying has to drink double. Who told her to make Dawei wait so many years?"

Zhou Kun suggested, waving his glass.

Meiying's face was already flushed; she'd clearly drunk quite a bit. Her eyes were fixed on Xinyan beside her.
"Why don't you have the bridesmaid drink a glass for you? After all, your sister and brother-in-law are classmates with Dawei and us,"
Tan Hui said, swaying as he leaned forward, wanting to clink glasses with Xinyan. Xinyan, her face also flushed, stepped back, as if to say something. Unexpectedly, Tan Hui lost his grip on the wine glass and spilled half a glass of red wine on her.

"Oh dear, look, I've had too much to drink. Here, let me wipe it off for you."

Tan Hui said, quickly grabbing a napkin from the table and wiping it on Xin Yan's chest, which was covered by her white bridesmaid dress. Xin Yan didn't have time to dodge, and Tan Hui's hand pressed heavily against her chest, which was made to appear unusually prominent by her dress today.

"Tan Hui, watch your step, don't make a fool of yourself in front of so many people."

Du Fei, who had somehow gotten close, walked up to Tan Hui and shoved him hard. Da Wei also glared at Tan Hui before swaying back into his chair.

Zhou Kun and Wu Bo didn't say anything more, quickly finished their drinks with Da Wei, and gestured for Mei Ying and the others to continue toasting the others.

Looking at the scene before me, I didn't feel the anger that should have been present in this situation. Compared to those photos, Tan Hui's petty tricks were nothing.

I returned to my table, where they had already finished toasting, poured myself a large glass of red wine, and downed the blood-like liquid in one gulp. When Du Fei returned and sat down, he looked a little awkward, as if wondering if I had witnessed what had just happened.

The elaborate ceremony lasted for another two hours. When Du Fei and I walked out of the banquet hall, we saw Tan Hui and his group staggering as they escorted Dawei and his family into the elevator. In

recent years, it's become popular in the area for newlyweds to stay in a hotel for their wedding night after the banquet.

"Do you want to wait for Xin Yan?"

Du Fei asked with concern, looking at me, who was quite tipsy.

"Who knows how long they'll keep this up? I think I'll head back first."

"Ruo Xin will be picking me up in a bit. Or we can give you a ride home; it's on our way anyway."

I hadn't expected Du Fei and his wife to have a car, and I felt even more ashamed of how I had neglected Xin Yan over the past few years. Du Fei
and I stood at the hotel entrance, smoking and waiting for Ruo Xin. I wondered to myself how Du Fei, a lowly office worker, and Ruo Xin, a kindergarten teacher, could afford a car. Xin Yan had told me they recently opened an online store. If such a small business could improve their lives so much, it only proved that I was indeed not ambitious enough. I need to have a serious talk with Xinyan when she gets home. We should start thinking things through while we're still young.

"Brother, it's good that you're both here. Come on upstairs with me."

Suddenly, Du Xiang rushed over and pulled Du Fei into the hotel lobby.

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

Du Fei glanced at me, who was equally puzzled, and quickly asked Du Xiang.

"Those people are all drunk tonight, and we can't even get nine people together. But if you two are included, it'll be just right."
I remembered the local custom of having a number of people that is a multiple of nine for the wedding night pranks, probably because nine is the largest yang number, which can bring yang energy to the new house.

I hesitated whether to go up or not. Xin Yan didn't know that I was attending the wedding today. Seeing Du Xiang's eager eyes, I had no choice but to quicken my pace and follow.

When we arrived at the new house and passed through the living room of the suite, we heard unrestrained laughter coming from the bedroom.

(8) Bridesmaids

Mei Ying and Xin Yan stood in the center of the room, both wearing red blindfolds. They had already taken off their dresses and were only wearing suspender dresses.

When Da Wei saw someone come in, he winked at us and made a gesture to keep quiet. Mei Ying was stuffing the things in her hands into Xin Yan's bra and spreading them out. Xin Yan was tickled and giggling. When Xinyan stuffed a handful of peanuts into Meiying's chest, I saw clearly that they were peanuts.

"Alright, start touching the peanuts. Each person can only touch one, and feed them one. Ladies, keep track of the count, or you'll be punished."

Tan Hui announced the rules, and even gave me a special glance. The group of men who couldn't wait any longer swarmed forward. Meiying was barely protected by Dawei, so most of the men surrounded Xinyan first.

"Aren't peanuts supposed to be hard? But the one I touched is soft. Haha."

"Oh, this peanut is so big. Is it a Shandong peanut? Haha."

"I touched one that's soft but hard, but it's stuck to my chest and I can't get it off. Haha."

"Then why don't you pull it off? Don't let the bridesmaid be punished for missing a peanut."

The men took turns putting their hands inside Xinyan's bra, moving them between her full breasts and the fabric. Xin Yan's face, flushed red, maintained a smiling expression. Her body trembled slightly from time to time as she chewed the peanuts fed to her.

Meanwhile, Da Wei had already been ushered aside, and Du Fei, pulled by Du Xiang, joined the group touching Mei Ying's peanuts.

"Why aren't you touching your sister-in-law? What are you doing here causing trouble? If you don't hurry, you won't get any after she's done."

"Yeah, when do we usually get a chance to touch your sister-in-law's breasts and play with her nipples? Hehe."

After Du Fei finished feeding Mei Ying the peanuts, I reached into her bra. Before I even touched the peanuts, the back of my hand was already being rubbed several times by Mei Ying's hard nipples. With each rub, her body involuntarily trembled. I saw red marks already appearing on Xin Yan's fair chest, cursing these guys for their rough hands, while I also roughly scraped Mei Ying's soft breasts with my fingers. As I rubbed and tugged at her two erect nipples with my fingers, Meiying trembled several times and even let out a soft moan.

The chaos finally ended, and after the two women finished counting, everyone immediately cheered that Meiying had lost. Everyone knew that these games of the wedding night were nothing more than amusement at teasing women; the so-called rules were simply to keep this nonsense going.

"Xinyan, help me, quick!"

Meiying, having somehow removed her blindfold, shouted excitedly, pushing the staggering Xinyan towards Dawei. This guy had somehow acquired a large, flesh-colored penis in his pants.

"It's okay, it's okay, just kidding,"

Du Xiang whispered in my ear.

"Today's bridesmaid is a mature woman, quickly teach our Meiying a few tricks,"

Dawei deliberately waved his penis at Xinyan, who was already squatting down, the slightly upturned tip almost brushing her nose.

"Hurry up, it's not like you can't do it."

Tan Hui's hoarse voice came from the side. I could feel his lewd gaze on me.

"Xinyan, just pretend it's your husband's."

Meiying said with a grin, while taking Xinyan's hand to hold that thing.

"What do you mean 'our husband's'? That sounds so awful. It's fake."

Xinyan said, taking the thing and sniffing it. Dawei immediately led a burst of strange laughter.

"Look, why are you even smelling it?"

Wu Bo laughed and nudged the ecstatic Tan Hui with his elbow.

"Who told you to blindfold me? If I got fooled and it turned out to be real, wouldn't that be a huge loss?"
"What loss? It's like eating meat."

"Can you smell it? Does it smell weird?"

Everyone teased, their excitement growing.

"You're so annoying!"

Xinyan's face was flushed red from the alcohol, and she had a coquettish expression. She hesitated, unsure how to take a bite, and several times turned her face away, covering her mouth and laughing to herself. Meiying quickly gestured for everyone to be quiet, and the room fell silent.

Suddenly, an image flashed before my eyes: Xinyan, completely naked, sucking on a male model's genitals under a thin veil. Meiying smiled and encouraged her, while Dawei, also completely naked, stood by, watching with interest, his own penis erect.

Xinyan comically stuck out her tongue and first tried licking the head of the dildo. Everyone burst into laughter again.
"That's a great move, called licking the glans, you know what I mean,"

Xinyan said hesitantly, knowing that anything she said would only invite ridicule. She simply opened her mouth and took the head of the dildo into her mouth.

"Is this how you do it with your husband? You don't move at all?!"

Meiying said sarcastically, dissatisfied with Xinyan's lack of movement.

"Ugh! Why don't you do it yourself?"

Xinyan spat out the dildo, pretending to get up and quit.

"My bad, I know you can do it,"

Meiying quickly apologized. Only then did Xinyan take the dildo back into her mouth and slowly move her head back and forth. Because her hands were gripping that thing, a deep cleavage was created between her full breasts, attracting several men to take turns glancing at it.

"Ah...wow...oh...so good..."

Dawei deliberately groaned loudly, and Tan Hui and his group joined in with rhythmic "ah oh ah oh." Amidst Meiying's giggles, Xinyan's head movements actually matched the rhythm, making her both laugh and cry.

"Meiying, don't just sit there, give us some voiceover."

Dawei had barely finished speaking when Meiying let out a series of seductive nasal moans.

"Xinyan, stop acting like a silent movie, make some noise."

Wu Bo finished speaking and chuckled strangely.

Unexpectedly, Xinyan actually made that whooshing sound, and the sound grew louder and louder. Under everyone's gaze, Xinyan was performing the most private act that should have been done with me. Everyone was focused on the beautiful scene before them, completely ignoring my chest filled with shame.

Beneath that thin veil, she had pressed her face against the male model's abdomen, sucking on that filthy thing that didn't belong to me. So what does a fake thing matter? I covered my hardening crotch with my hand, secretly glancing at the mounds of flesh on the men's chests in the room, which were bulging even higher.

"Ah...so good...darling, give me a deep throat."

Dawei deliberately contorted his face into the lewd expression a man would in that situation.

Xinyan tried her best to lean forward, but she couldn't take that super long thing all the way in. The discomfort on her beautiful face showed that her throat was being pushed up.

"Quick...quick...let me cum."

Amid everyone's laughter, Xinyan quickly shook her head, seemingly wanting to give the man a final sprint.
"Ah...oh...I'm going to cum all in your mouth...wife."

Dawei actually grabbed the back of Xinyan's head with both hands, shouting and thrusting his hips into her mouth, looking extremely satisfied. Xinyan was repeatedly thrust deep into her throat, and couldn't help but spit out the saliva-covered dildo.

"Ugh! Stop yelling like that, you can't even tell who's your wife!"

Meiying squatted down next to Xinyan, scolding Dawei while patting Xinyan's back to help her catch her breath.

Wu Bo rushed over, laughing, and pushed Dawei, saying, "This guy offended the bride, kick him out quickly and let him reflect on his actions outside."

Zhou Kun also immediately came over, and together they pushed Dawei out the door. The two of them forcefully pried open Dawei's hands, which were desperately holding onto the door, and finally struggled to push the trembling thing out before closing the door and locking it from the inside. Immediately, Dawei's howl came from outside, "Wife, open the door!"

Meiying glared angrily at Wu Bo and Zhou Kun, who had returned, and stood up to walk towards the door.

"Hey, you don't even know which wife he's calling, what are you talking about?"

Amidst the laughter of everyone, Wu Bo rushed forward and grabbed Mei Ying's arm. Mei Ying shook her head a few times, but instead of breaking free, Wu Bo hugged her from behind.

"You don't need that kind of husband, how about I be your temporary one?"

(9) Disorder

Established social relationships and various behavioral norms firmly constrain human beings, but certain occasions are like one or two wormholes in the vast universe, which can instantly transport us back to our original nature. The photography studio for Mei Ying's wedding photos and the new house she is in now are such wormholes that exist in the world like ghosts.

Xin Yan, who originally did not want me to leave nude images, immediately reverted to her feminine nature when she walked under the spotlight. In addition to humans, female mammals have a physique that is no less agile than males for survival in the wild. Mature women have equally full breasts and plump buttocks even in their non-fertile period, but they have completely given up these functions of the body.

Human women evolved into this most curvaceous physique because their prey is none other than their own kind of men. This is the so-called "woman conquers the world by conquering men." To optimize this special arrangement, nature generously bestowed upon women sexual stamina far exceeding that of men.

Therefore, during the peak of a woman's sexual ability, the social obligation to cover her body with clothing goes against the will of creation and suppresses her own nature. Thus, given the opportunity to cross a certain wormhole, Xin Yan and others will remove all modesty, boldly displaying their beautiful bodies and mature sexual organs.
Tan Hui had already violated social norms and been condemned by everyone at the wedding banquet simply for attempting to take advantage of Xin Yan through her clothes. Yet, on the other side of the social wormhole, he could reach into Xin Yan's bra and wantonly fondle her breasts, engaging in behaviors he would never have dared to dream of, with no hindrance from his actions even with her husband present.

Xinyan would also shed her usual elegant and composed facade, kneeling before Dawei to demonstrate her oral sex skills. But tomorrow she would still be that dignified and virtuous wife, and that proper and generous employee. Did the ancients also know about wormholes, and the fleeting existence of taboo-disregarding places on their other side, which is why they called this place the bridal chamber, and the taboo-disregarding behavior that could only be performed there "teasing the newlyweds in the bridal chamber"?

My unusually unrestrained act when I reached into Meiying's bra just now was partly revenge for Xinyan suffering the same defilement, but more so a compensation for the various constraints of social norms under normal circumstances. Isn't Xinyan constantly pushing the boundaries in the photography studio also a kind of self-compensation through overcorrection? Remembering how she used vulgar language when her libido was high, actively rubbing her private parts against my toes, and even making me slap her—wasn't that all a kind of overcorrection mentality? I hope she only accepted that extremely rough and vulgar physical contact because she didn't know I was there.

At this moment, Wu Bo was embracing Meiying, pressing his body tightly against her from behind. Every time Meiying struggled, she had to bend over, and Wu Bo would rub his crotch against her buttocks.

Seeing Zhou Kun rush up and lean against the door, Meiying knew she couldn't open it, so she struggled to break free from Wu Bo's arms and escape to the bed.

"Xinyan, they're going to cause trouble, get out of there!"

As she passed Xinyan, Meiying grabbed her, who was still squatting on the floor, and the two of them jumped onto the bed, threw off the covers, and dove in.

Wu Bo and Zhou Kun went up to pull off the covers, but they were unexpectedly held tightly by the two women inside. But they only cared about their heads and forgot about their feet. Wu Bo grabbed one of the exposed feet and pulled it out. Because her petticoat was rolled up in the covers, two white, bare legs were kicking wildly in the air.

"Stop it, it's me. If you want to cause trouble, cause trouble for the bride."

Xinyan's silvery laughter echoed in the room, arousing the men's even greater interest. The woman's fair feet and calves were slippery and slippery, and before they knew it, they were pulled back.

"That's what I'm doing."

Unwilling to give up, Wu Bo chuckled and reached under the covers, groping around until he grabbed one of her legs and pulled her out. Zhou Kun immediately rushed over to help, holding down both legs to prevent her from pulling them back.

Her bare legs bent desperately, her knees rubbing together, darting left and right. In her frantic struggle, her abdomen was also revealed from under the covers; the black panties made her smooth skin appear somewhat pale, and at the base of her thighs, tightly pressed together, was a full triangle.

Tan Hui and several other men pounced on the bed, helping to hold the covers down. From under the covers, where several arms were pressing down, came first soft moans of resistance, gradually turning into heavy, labored breathing. Watching the woman's naked abdomen rise and fall rapidly, the men, reveling in the sight, laughed wantonly.
Taking advantage of the situation, Wu Bo pretended to pull down the waistband of the lace panties with his fingers. The woman immediately struggled again as if electrocuted, managing to free one leg and kick Wu Bo hard in the stomach. Wu Bo, knowing when to stop, jumped back, pulling down the waistband a bit before he could let go.

Watching Wu Bo clutch his bulging crotch and make exaggerated expressions of pain, everyone laughed uproariously.

The lace waistband had fallen to where it should have revealed pubic hair, but that area was still dazzlingly white.

As I walked forward from behind Wu Bo, my expression must have been very strange; the men still on the blankets were clearly taken aback.

A close-up of semen flowing from a hairless genital, burning my brain along with the alcohol, made my heart pound in my throat. When my fingertips touched the warm, smooth skin of the woman's lower abdomen, the men's filthy desires were reignited; their hands, which had just been about to let go, pressed down on the blanket again. I felt like I was in slow motion in a movie, pulling down her underwear, completely oblivious to her struggles. The moment her lower abdomen was fully exposed to the air, the woman began to writhe in despair, as if ashamed to be seen for shaving her body hair.
Then came a series of clicking lights; someone had turned off several of the brightest lights, and the room, now devoid of bright illumination, instantly became somewhat ambiguous.

The men grew even more aroused, working together to flatten the woman's legs, forcing her body to helplessly thrust her lower abdomen up and down. Eyes reddened and glowing with the effects of alcohol were glued to the details of the woman's front on her smooth, fleshy mound; no one cared about the muffled curses emanating from under the blanket.

Yes, this was the place that should have been mine. Even the individual pores after shaving were just like in the photos, but it had already been occupied by other men. As I pulled the rolled-up lace panties down to her ankles, this thought repeated itself countless times in my mind.

Some men were already muttering that we shouldn't go too far. The woman's legs suddenly broke free from the hesitant hands, kicking wildly in the air, but throwing off the panties hanging at her ankles.

Her legs immediately curled up again, struggling to conceal the spring scenery of her private parts. I suddenly remembered the image of the male model lying on top of her from behind. It was definitely not out of focus, but a dynamic capture. In front of Dawei, in front of Meiying, in front of all the studio staff, she and the male model changed positions in various ways, and I don't know which position they finally reached orgasm with, leaving behind a vulgar close-up of semen gushing from her lower body.
"Damn it, stop pretending to be innocent."

I heard my own hoarse curse, and with all my might, I pried open the woman's thighs, her dazzling white knees gleaming.

"Hey, that's going a bit too far."

The men said, trying to dissuade me, as they gathered around. In the light of the bedside lamp, two taut veins trembled at the base of her thighs, gripping the full mound of flesh. From the mound, there was a fleshy slit, with a thin fleshy ridge running down to the messy area, where it suddenly blossomed into a fleshy rose. The men's eyes, like rough, calloused hands, thoroughly explored every crevice and crevic of the woman's body. Wu Bo and Zhou Kun quickly helped press her legs down, ignoring the wailing coming from under the covers, and deliberately spread the woman's thighs even wider.

"Damn, is this for real? A perk?"

Someone, emboldened by alcohol, reached out and wiped the fleshy rose. Seeing someone take the lead, the men immediately rushed in. In an instant, seven or eight hands were gathered between the woman's legs, touching, pinching, pulling, and scratching for a while. Finally, one of them carefully turned the labia back over before withdrawing.

With a "snap," some nosy fellow turned off the last bedside lamp, plunging the room into darkness.

"Agh..." The room was filled with rough male howls mixed with the two women's shrill screams.
A figure rushed in front of me in the darkness, pressing down between the spread thighs. As I rushed forward and grabbed the back of his shirt, I heard the clinking sound of someone unbuckling their belt. Enraged, I used all my strength to pull him off Xin Yan and threw him to the ground, swaying myself a couple of times before regaining my balance. Another guy rushed up and tried to shove me aside, but I kicked him away.
"Are you crazy?!"

As I frantically unzipped my pants, a pair of thick arms grabbed my waist from behind, and Du Fei's anxious voice reached my ears. I don't know where the strength came from, but I threw him to the ground.

"Alright, alright, everyone knows you're good, that's enough."

"It's not your wedding today, don't steal the spotlight."

The men chattered amongst themselves in the darkness, a chorus of swallowing sounds filling the air.

"Help me hold her down!"

I yelled fiercely at the men who were pinning the woman down. Taking advantage of their momentary daze, I pressed myself heavily onto the woman, groping for the slightly parted flesh and pressing in. The scene of Dawei having sex with a woman in the photo studio stubbornly flashed before my eyes, Meiying and Xinyan's faces alternating beneath him.

"Bastard! No, ah..."

The woman's screams came clearly from under the covers. At that moment, I didn't care about anything else. I didn't care that it wasn't properly lubricated and started thrusting in and out with brute force.

"Oh no, oh no, let Dawei in!"

Someone jumped off the bed like a spring, and Tan Hui's tense shout came at the same time.

The door slammed open, followed by a series of "clattering" sounds as the light from the switch was turned on, and the room was immediately flooded with light.

The first thing I saw was the scene of male and female genitalia intercourse in front of me, and then the panicked faces of Wu Bo and Zhou Kun on my left and right. After they released the woman's knees and jumped up, their eyes were still nervously staring at the point of intercourse.

Dawei rushed to me like a whirlwind, glanced down and immediately turned pale with shock, roaring, "You beast, are you crazy!" He shoved me off the woman who was crying and cursing, and kicked me to the ground.
"What are you doing? What's it to you? Do you want to do it too? There's a first-come, first-served rule!"
I twisted and turned on the ground, struggling to get up.

The men who had been lying on the covers were all gone. Dawei quickly pulled the covers down, covering the woman's private parts. The woman's head peeked out from the other end of the covers, sobbing softly.

"I'm sorry, wife, I'm sorry. It's my fault."

Dawei helped the woman sit up, embracing her and repeatedly blaming himself for comforting her.

I finally sat up from the floor and looked up to see Meiying's face peeking out from behind Dawei's shoulder.

Was this another ridiculous dream?

Xinyan lifted the other side of the covers and sat up, glaring at my unsightly state with my pants still on, both angry and ashamed.
"No, what's going on? Xinyan, you…"

"Stop with the 'you,' even wedding night pranks aren't done like this."

Tan Hui shook his head dismissively, exchanging a glance with Wu Bo and Zhou Kun, who were feigning composure.

Du Fei came over and lightly kicked me, signaling me to quickly pull up my pants.

"Why isn't Meiying hairless?"

I muttered to myself as I stood up with Du Xiang's help, fastening my pants.

"I'll beat you up, you pervert, and you're still reminiscing?"

Dawei stood up from the bed and punched me in the face. A metallic taste immediately filled my mouth.
"You think you can do it just because she's hairless?"

"Hey, Dawei, let's talk this out."

Du Fei stopped Dawei from throwing another punch.

"You fucking raped my wife, on our wedding night! Where's the phone? Where's the phone? I'm calling the police!"
"Hey, Dawei, he's obviously drunk, he didn't do it on purpose."

Du Fei blocked the phone Tan Hui handed him and continued to persuade him.

"This wasn't intentional, they're already in there. I saw it all just now. You're deliberately getting revenge for me messing around in your new house back then, aren't you?"

"Yeah, yeah, it's outrageous! A grown man like that, after a few drinks, he can't even behave properly anymore."
Everyone chimed in with their condemnations.

"I don't think this can be resolved now, so let's all disperse."

"Du Fei, how can you be so unreasonable? Just because he's your brother-in-law? No way, I still have to call the police."
"Hey, hey, I think this is just a misunderstanding, calling the police won't solve anything."

Du Xiang blocked Dawei from taking the phone Tan Hui offered again while Du Fei was speaking.

"What's going on? Are you two brothers trying to bully people? Why don't you suggest how to resolve this?!"
"I think you guys discuss it first, we'll leave."

Seeing the situation getting increasingly tense, someone wanted to run away.

"Let's see who dares to leave! When the police come, you'll all have to be my witnesses!"

(10) Negotiation

My mind was in chaos. Those absurd photos, that smooth, hairless female genitalia, that small, obscure white veil, all swirled together in my head. Sitting on the bed, Xin Yan gently wrapped her arms around Mei Ying, who was sobbing with her head down, looking tense. She kept looking at this person and then at the person speaking, seemingly terrified by the scene before her.

"Mei Ying, Mei Ying, I know it was all Yi Ming's fault. I apologize to you on his behalf. Say something!"

Xin Yan held Mei Ying's shoulders and shook the silent Mei Ying with her head down.

"President Xiao, you are the most respected person here. What do you think we should do?"

Tan Hui asked obsequiously, turning to a man around fifty years old behind everyone who looked like a very proper leader.

"This is a matter for you young people. I came to the new house today to make up for Dawei's absence, but who knew it would turn out like this."

Mr. Xiao is a leader in Xinyan and Dawei's company. I had dealt with him a few times when I was in charge of selling that equipment in my previous company. He values Dawei quite a bit, but in important matters, he is the one who ultimately makes the final decision.

"Mr. Xiao, you have to judge this. Xin Yan and I both work for your company. How to resolve this matter now depends on your opinion."

"Dawei, let me advise you to calm down. What's done is done, so let's find a solution. This young man, today you acted without any regard for right or wrong, committing such a heinous act on someone's joyous occasion. No one could stop you. I believe your mistake is undeniable! Under normal circumstances, I would agree with Dawei taking legal action and calling the police to arrest him. It's reasonable, justifiable, and legal. But Xin Yan is also an employee of my company. If you go in, you'll be in jail for at least five years. What will she do alone? Have you thought about that?! Should Xin Yan wait for you? Why should she wait for a criminal who raped her colleague's wife?! She won't be able to hold her head up high not only at work but also anywhere else in the future."

Mr. Xiao paused here, glancing at Xin Yan sitting on the bed. She and Mei Ying were sitting separately, each with their heads down, seemingly pondering Mr. Xiao's words. I pictured myself in cold handcuffs, wearing prison clothes, serving my sentence in jail.

"If there's any way to minimize the damage, I think you should be the one to propose it and take the initiative. Instead of everyone else making a scene while you act like nothing's wrong. That's not the attitude for solving a problem! Hey, Da Gang, you're both from Da Wei's partner unit and Mei Ying's superior. Your wife is in charge of this area at the police station; if a police report is filed, it'll be under Zhang Mei's unit's jurisdiction, right? Why don't you offer your opinion? I'm afraid my perspective might be biased." "

Oh, well, well, I... I agree with General Manager Xiao's opinion."

Da Gang was the deputy factory director of a branch factory under General Manager Xiao's state-owned enterprise group. Because he was responsible for equipment procurement, he had close ties with Da Wei. Wu Bo and Zhou Qiang were both foremen in his factory, while Mei Ying did administrative work in the factory office.

Da Wei's gaze fell on Li Hao, the remaining employee. He was a recent college graduate who had just joined the company and was completing his pre-job internship with Xin Yan.

'This, this, I, I…'

Li Hao's face turned bright red, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was too nervous to speak. Dawei glanced at him contemptuously and snorted.

'Actually, it's no use talking about this; it's up to the couple to decide, especially the husband. First, he made the mistake, and second, he's the head of the household,'

Tan Hui said to everyone, glancing at me who remained silent.

'A real man takes responsibility for his actions. At worst, he'll go to jail for a few years and come out a fine man again, right?'
Wu Bo walked over and patted my shoulder, saying with a sneer.

'As long as Dawei doesn't call the police, we can discuss it.'

Xin Yan's aggrieved voice came from the other side of the bed, breaking the silence in the room.

'It's good that it can be resolved. Then you two can continue the discussion, we won't keep you company.' As soon

as President Xiao finished speaking, everyone said they were leaving. But while they all said they were leaving, not a single one moved. In fact, everyone wanted to continue watching the show.

"Then we'll compensate you, we'll compensate you ten thousand yuan, that'll be fine."

The thought of our family, not well-off financially, having to pay such a huge price for such a foolish thing made me stammer. Ten thousand yuan, if used elsewhere, could greatly improve our lives; at the very least, it could be used as a down payment for a car loan. What's worse, Xin Yan and I don't have that ten thousand yuan at all. If we were to borrow it from Xin Yan's parents, we'd have to come up with a plausible reason; we couldn't very well say it was to cover up my rape of another woman.

"Ten thousand yuan? And that's considered good? You dare to joke around in a situation like this? How about this, you can take any of the money from my pile of red envelopes, it's definitely more than ten thousand, let me sleep with your wife once, and then we'll talk."

"Then, how much do you want?"

"Today is my wedding day, but I never knew a scoundrel like you would appear and rape my bride on our wedding night! I bet you won't leave this house without at least 500,000!" As soon as Dawei finished speaking, Meiying's sobbing could be heard from the other end.

"You, you, are you done yet? She just didn't mean it, how dare you ask for such an exorbitant amount!"
Du Fei pointed his finger at Dawei's nose, his voice rising involuntarily.

"What do you mean, 'you'? If you don't agree, things will be simpler. I'm calling the police right now."

Dawei brushed away Du Fei's finger, which was almost poking his nose, and glared at him.

"Let's talk this out. We've already come this far, let's not make things worse,"

Tan Hui advised, trying to smooth things over, dodging Dawei's outstretched hand and hiding his phone behind his back.

"Du Fei, calm down. Dawei, how about you reduce the price? You know we don't have that much money at all,"

Xin Yan's pleading voice came from the other side of the bed.

"Okay, I'll reduce it for you since you and Meiying are good friends. Four hundred and fifty thousand, is that alright?"

"What? Four hundred and fifty thousand?! We can't even afford forty-five thousand."

"You fucking bastard, why don't you know your own limitations before you bark your dick around like that?"

"I just didn't recognize her. I always thought it was Xinyan."

"I think you're not only a scoundrel, but also a really despicable one. If you wanted to mess with your Xinyan, why didn't you go back to your own place? Why did you have to come to my new house? Who would believe you if you said that? First of all, do you even believe it yourself?"

"I, I..."

I was speechless for a moment. Even if I could explain the stimulation those photos gave me, plus the effect of alcohol, I still couldn't explain why I would do that in Dawei's new house. And I couldn't bring myself to talk about those photos. What was wrong with me just now? I clenched my fists so hard that I really wanted to smash my head a few times.

"Stop with the 'I, I, you'. I think everyone should stop wasting their time and just call the police and send this kid to jail."

Tan Hui said, handing the phone to Dawei.

"He thinks jail food is so easy. Let him try it and he'll find out."

Wu Bo finished speaking and snorted fiercely.

"Yeah, Wu Bo, you were locked up for a few days last time, tell us about your experience. Haha."

Zhou Kun winked at Wu Bo, then laughed to himself.

"I didn't suffer much, but it's hard to say about someone like him. Before I went in, there was this fair-skinned young man in his early twenties who would give the cell boss and a few other bullies blowjobs every night, then get his ass fucked in turns. I heard he resisted at first, but was immediately beaten like a pig's head, and eventually he became obedient, even imitating women's moans every time. When he was transferred, he couldn't even close his legs, and had to be carried away by two guards. I heard rapists get more 'attention' in prison. Humph!"

"Haha, go get the soap!"

"No, no..."

I suddenly cried out in a trembling voice, reaching out to knock the phone out of Dawei's hand.

"Why is the door locked?"

A woman's voice came from outside, shaking the doorknob. I suddenly realized it was Ruoxin. She probably hadn't seen Du Fei at the hotel entrance, so she came straight up to him.

"Du Fei, is Du Fei there?"

The room fell silent. Du Fei looked anxious, hesitating whether to open the door.

"Go open the door, let Ruoxin come in and let her judge,"

Dawei said, rolling his eyes at Du Fei.

"Hey, where did everyone go?"

Just as Ruoxin finished speaking, her phone rang in the room. Du Fei pulled the ringing phone from his pocket and immediately hung up.

Dawei saw Du Fei hang up the phone, snorted, and said towards the door, "Was that Ruoxin? Du Fei drank too much, and Du Xiang took him back to his place to rest."

"But I heard a phone ring just now."

"Oh, it was me who came in to make a call. Meiying and I are resting now, so we won't invite you in. We'll get together another day."

"Oh, sorry to bother you, I'll be going now."

After waiting for a while, everyone listened intently to make sure Ruoxin was really gone before slowly stretching their bodies and whispering among themselves.

"Dawei, don't rush. Yiming, don't make a move either. How about this, you go downstairs and wait for me, let me talk to Meiying and the others properly. Okay?"

Hearing Xinyan's words negate my role in the negotiation, I was about to object when I noticed her subtly gesturing for me to leave quickly. I immediately understood that she wanted me to get away as soon as possible so she could figure out a way, so I reluctantly walked towards the door.

"Just leave one behind, they can't hide forever."

Hearing Dawei say this before leaving, I couldn't help but glance back at Xinyan. She smiled at me and waved, as if to reassure me.

On the way down to the lobby in the elevator, my heart was pounding. I sat on the sofa for a while, then got up and lit a cigarette at the hotel entrance. I checked the time; about ten minutes had passed. I couldn't help but look back at the elevator, hoping to see Xinyan's familiar figure soon.

After finishing my cigarette, I returned to the lobby and sat on the sofa, my mind racing. What were Xinyan and Dawei talking about? Why did it take so long? What was even stranger was that none of the other unrelated people had come down. But that was fine; with so many people around, Dawei wouldn't dare bully a weak woman.

I suddenly remembered Dawei's earlier comment about giving us ten thousand yuan so he could sexually assault Xinyan. What seemed like a joke at the time, meant to refute me, actually made my heart skip a beat. Based on the images in those photos, and my reasonable imagination of the shooting scene, I've always believed that Xinyan has cheated on me. But if that's true, why would he use 10,000 yuan to tempt us? It seems Xinyan at least didn't cheat on Dawei, or perhaps she didn't cheat at all. Who can say for sure what's in the photos?

The thought that Xinyan might not have done anything to betray me suddenly made me feel very uneasy. If I leave her alone with Dawei, will something really happen? I checked the time again, thinking I'd go out for another smoke. If Xinyan didn't come down, I'd go find her without hesitation. Just
as I lit a cigarette on the granite steps at the hotel entrance, a white car slowly pulled up and stopped in front of me. The driver's window rolled down.

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