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She slept with his wife in her husband's bed. 

First of all, dear readers, the female protagonist of this story, a slut, is a white-collar worker. I can't call her by her real name, nor do I want to use a pseudonym, so I'll just call
her "Slut."

So, one day, this slut emailed me asking if I had time the next morning to "play around.
" I could
n't I didn't want to go too far, so I explained the situation. Unexpectedly, the slut suggested coming to my place. Shocked, I replied that my husband was away on a business trip,
leaving at 6:30 am, and my child was at boarding school. Haha, she said she'd arrive at 6:31 am. Terrified, I replied, "Just a joke!
I haven't had enough of life yet!"

The next morning, I clocked in at the company, then drove to the slut's house. She
greeted me wearing a spaghetti-strap nightgown. I reached out and touched her genitals—damn, she was so sexy, no underwear! I feigned indignation and avoided her, then called
the company to ask for leave. I had no choice; I was in charge of a department, and while my employees were working hard, I was at home having my way with
their boss.

Upon reaching the bedroom, we undressed and met naked. The familiar flesh no longer felt strange. I slipped into
the warm blankets of her husband's body. His full, aroused body was like a freshly steamed bun, bubbly and steaming. His tongue danced across my skin, and
the warmth instantly enveloped my still-sleepy penis, slowly awakening it in her mouth, slowly hardening
it. The glans, red and erect, opened its bewildered urethral opening, finally recalling that familiar tongue, that familiar mouth, that familiar throat
. A nameless excitement surged, swelling, responding to each deep thrust, my innate instinct pushing deeper into her cavity…


My penis was excited on its own, while I relaxed my mind, looking around. Suddenly, I saw the wedding photo hanging above the bed.
My husband, in a suit and tie, smiled happily. Now, all I saw was a bitter, meaningful sadness. I'm sorry,
brother , it's not that I'm bad, it's just that your wife is too sexy. It's not that I intentionally slept with your wife in your bed, it's just
that life sometimes needs a little excitement.

Gradually, my brain, along with the excitement of my penis, became blood-hot. So I ripped off the blanket covering
us , exposing our wanton bodies to her husband. The snow-white flesh, the greedy
woman, lingered on my swollen, red penis. My penis, seemingly oblivious to my guilt, grew even more erect and
swollen, penetrating deeper into the woman's throat. The woman didn't look up, like a bitch seeing a plump sausage, having
forgotten the past marital intimacy. Brother, it's not that I wanted to, but your wife is too slutty, forcing me to give you a
beautifully handmade green hat.

So I violently pressed the woman's body beneath me, my thick penis thrusting into
the fertile soil her husband had once painstakingly cultivated, as if in a show of defiance. Perhaps the dew of last night still lingered; our genitals seemed to
collide at the deepest part of her vagina. She refused to resist, and finally, I withdrew, thrusting hard. My eyes were fixed on
the eyes of the man hanging on the wall, as if to say, "Watch me fuck your wife, and you're powerless." The woman moaned beneath me, her hazy eyes seemingly
blurry with everything. She was immersed in the flesh beneath me, having no time to dwell on past affections…

I felt as if… I saw a flicker of anger in her husband's eyes. My male instincts wouldn't allow me to back down, so
I lifted the woman up, forcing her to kneel before the wedding photo. I thrust into her from behind, a defiant act. The woman had
lost all sense of shame; her plump, white buttocks arched to meet my erect penis. "Brother, it's not my fault, it's just that your wife
is too slutty," I thought. "Look at this bitch's posture—so wanton, without a shred of shame." My
penis , like a dog in heat, only knowing to plunge its glans deeper into the depths of her vagina, searching for that most
exciting spot. ...I repeated all those positions we used to have: doggy style, doggy style, missionary style, Guanyin position,
side insertion, dog pissing. I heard her husband is a university professor, so today I'm going to give you a proper sex education lesson on the
360-degree fucking position. Gradually, I saw the anger in her eyes turn into humiliation, and her head slowly lowered.
Don't lower your head, I made my final sprint from behind, and a thick stream of shameful semen shot deep into the woman's
vagina , and also into the man's eyes. This land also had my stake driven into it, no longer
the fertile ground exclusively for that man...

Back in class, the woman sent me an email: Today is my sister's birthday, thank you for the gift. I
didn't reply, but in my heart I replied: Thank you for the stimulation you gave me, I have plenty of such gifts!

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