The Surrogate Sexual Affairs of the Silk Wife (An Unfinished Story of "Buying a House and Having Sex") (2)

(II)

After Xiaoxin and Xiaoma returned from the Maldives, Xiaoxin stayed at Xiaoma's house for four days straight during the first week. She spent most of her time there having passionate sex with her burly lover, only returning home on the fifth day.
Life afterwards was actually quite normal. She went to work during the day, but in the evenings or on holidays, my wife Xiaoxin would go to Xiaoma's house two or three days a week. Needless to say, the nights were always filled with passionate sex. Even I felt that Xiaoma's new wife, Xiaowan, must have felt awkward, seeing her new husband having sex with another woman in their new home. It was hard to say whether she even cared about him. Wanyan had complained about this to me.

It makes sense; although Xiaoma and Xiaowan were childhood sweethearts, there was no romantic love between them. Xiaoma's heart was entirely devoted to my beloved wife, Xiaoxin. But now, due to circumstances, their marriage was far from peaceful. There was no love between them, only marriage. Sigh!

Having said that, what was Xiaoma's place in Xiaoxin's heart? Ever since Xiaoxin told me last year that she wanted to have a child with Xiaoma, I've been almost certain that she actually...actually...actually loves Xiaoma. I'm reluctant to admit it, but I have to face it. That feeling of love is indescribable, inexplicable. Is it ambiguity or love? I can only glean it from the occasional glimpse of the warm, burning look in my wife's eyes as she gazes at her lover, and the smile playing on her lips.

Actually, I'm still a little afraid. I can't imagine life without Xiaoxin. If one day she leaves me, no matter who it's for, I think I definitely wouldn't be able to accept it. But I'm not worried. Heh, why? Xiaoxin herself should consider this more than I do, considering my in-laws, our daughter Xiaorui, and even the face of Xiaoma's father, that big boss.

Perhaps it was this safe environment that allowed my deepest desires to grow so unrestrainedly. The itch that would make my whole body burn and my brain itch uncontrollably whenever I thought about it filled me until I saw my beloved wife being taken by someone else. Only by ejaculating thick, white semen amidst the immense fear and stimulation of being deprived could I find some relief. I could no longer deny the fact that I was a pervert.

Xiaoxin hadn't had sex with me for two months. On one hand, we had agreed that Xiaoxin would be a surrogate for Wanyan, and going to Xiaoma's house for sex two or three nights a week was quite tiring. On the other hand, I also needed to ensure that the child in Xiaoxin's belly was 100% Xiaoma's… But when she was at home, Xiaoxin would still masturbate me, or she would put on stockings and use her fragrant, slightly sour stockinged feet to hold my penis and give me footjobs. Sometimes, when she was in a particularly good mood, she would also give me breastjobs.

This went on for more than two months. Around April, Xiaoxin called me one evening before she got off work, asking me to pick her up and then we could go out for dinner together.

"Honey...honey, I...I'm pregnant." She ate her snacks without looking at me, chewing a couple of times before staring at the street with the spoon in her mouth.

I paused for a moment, then said, "Oh."

She was clearly uncomfortable, perhaps because I seemed too nonchalant. She leaned on the table, glanced at me, and said, "Honey, I don't want to have an abortion this time, what do you say?"

I wiped my mouth. "Didn't we agree to be surrogates for them? Of course, you should give birth."

"I just casually agreed back then, always thinking surrogacy was just an excuse, that it was just the lust of you two men acting up again."

"Pfft..." I took Xiaoxin's hand, the warm touch making my heart flutter. "Give birth to it. After all, we've been through so much together, and he's helped me a lot. This is our way of repaying him.
Besides, I know you and Xiaoma have some feelings for each other, so why not just leave him a seed?" Xiao
Xin ate a few more bites of pastry, clearly pondering something: "You're really generous. Xiao Ma told me the other day that you told him you wanted to..." She trailed off, lowering her voice to my ear: "He said you told him you wanted... wanted to share me, is that true?"
I didn't dare answer, but my embarrassment betrayed me. I made a face, which Xiao Xin noticed, and she said coquettishly, "One wife, two husbands? I don't mind. People say a married daughter is like water spilled from a cup, and the same goes for a wife. A woman's heart is made of water; once it's spilled, you can't expect to lick it back."
"Who said I was going to give you to Ma Laosan? I'm just willing to share half with him!"

"How do you mean sharing? Are you going to cut me in half?"

"Of course not, you'll always be my woman. I'll just rent you out to him at most. You know what I mean? Our family's photo studio needs a renovation."

Her eyes darted around, then she tapped my chest and scolded, "You really know how to sell your wife, huh? No wonder you're in business!"

I looked into her eyes and said, "I just wanted to have something here for you to remember me while you're with Xiao Ma. Also, you can't stand me up on our anniversaries anymore. No matter how much you like Xiao Ma, I'm still your husband!"

She pursed her lips, a smile clearly appearing on her face. She finished the last bit of pastry, a sweet dimple appearing on her cheek. "Don't worry, how could I not have my darling in my heart?" She gently stroked my face, looking directly at me for several seconds, seemingly conveying unspoken emotions. "Since it's decided, Xiao Ma and Wan Yan suggested that I move into their house until the baby is born."

"Huh? Why?"

"Wanyan said that since the child will call her 'Mom' in the future, she wants the child to get used to the home environment and future parents before the child is even born."

I wasn't surprised that Wanyan would say that. Only this unborn child could guarantee her status as a daughter-in-law in Xiao Ma's family. Anyway, I believed her. But whether Xiao Ma actually said that, I think it's questionable. I asked her again, "So, how many days a week will you stay?"

"My belly isn't big yet, so it's still relatively convenient to move around. In a few months, when my belly gets bigger, it will be more inconvenient to move around. They... they, Wanyan said I should stay at their house indefinitely."

"Oh... okay then!"

"Honey, do you want to move in with us?" Xiaoxin's suggestion was indeed quite exciting, but as the saying goes, there's no place like home. Xiao Ma's villa is big, but it's not as good as my own home. Besides, I also have some plans of my own.

I shook my head: "I'm not used to staying at other people's houses."

"Haha, okay then!"

Actually, the first three months were fine. My wife, Xiaoxin, seemed no different from usual. She went to work during the day, came home at night, and on weekends she would go to my parents' or her parents' to pick up our precious daughter, Xiaorui, and spend the weekend together. Usually, Xiaoxin would stay at Xiaoma's house for three or four days between Monday and Friday.

Sometimes I would also go to Xiaoma's house to hang out. Me, Xiaoma, Xiaoxin, Wanyan, and I would sit at a table and play cards, watch movies, and chat. When we stayed overnight at Xiaoma's house, Xiaoxin slept with me. She would also sleep with me when Wanyan wasn't home. Because Xiaoxin was pregnant now, we couldn't have sex anyway.

When Xiaoxin was five months pregnant, halfway through the ten months of pregnancy, her belly was already quite big. Xiaoma picked a day to invite me out for a drink. He asked me, "Second Brother, this time we owe you so much thanks to you and Xiaoxin! My parents were so happy when they heard Wanyan was pregnant, it's a real shame you didn't see it! I'm finally free from all the nagging from my parents. Second Brother, if you ever need anything, just tell me, Ma Laosan, and I'll go through fire and water for you!"

"Hey, brothers, why are you talking about this? It's nothing serious, just that the shop looks a bit old lately, and I'm thinking of..." Before I could finish, Xiao Ma interrupted, "No problem, no problem! I'll forgo my savings and salary from the past few months and give it all to you, Second Brother, for your business and shop renovations. It's nothing, just let me know if you need anything in the future."

"Hehe, I'm not kidding you, Second Brother, but a couple of years ago, you felt bad after Xiao Xin gave birth to my daughter and left without saying goodbye. Now that you've finally gotten to taste your goddess Xiao Xin's flesh again, are you still willing to let go?" I probably had a bit to drink, and my head was a little hot, so I blurted it out without thinking too much.
Xiao Ma's face was flushed, and he nodded. "Second Brother, do you remember when we went to Hawaii together a couple of years ago?"

"Which one are you referring to?"

"You said... Xiao Xin is your woman, and you want Xiao Xin to be my woman too."

I nodded. "I remember, of course I remember, but you ran away, didn't you?"

"This time... this time I won't run away. Now Xiao Xin is pregnant with my child, her belly is so big, and I just want to ask you, Second Brother, you said you were willing to let Xiao Xin be my woman, but to what extent are you willing to let me have her? Can we two brothers make this clear today?"

To be honest, I hadn't really thought about this kind of question. I had indeed thought about a polygamous relationship with Xiao Ma, but that was before Xiao Ma got married. As long as Xiao Ma was single, he could live in my house, and we brothers could have a polygamous relationship and enjoy Xiao Xin together. Now Xiao Ma is married, with Wan Yan by his side, and we each have our own families. No one can break that, and Xiao Ma naturally can't live in our house as long as before.

"Brother, do you want Xiaoxin to live with you from now on?" I asked.

Xiao Ma nodded, then shook his head: "Second Brother, since you're willing to share Xiao Xin with me, then she should be considered half my wife. If she stays at my house for half the month, and I occasionally go to your house, what do you think?"

"What about your wife Wan Yan?"

He shook his head again: "Wan Yan, haha, Wan Yan wouldn't dare say anything! Someone in her situation is already being treated very well by being able to stay at my house. She has her own circle of friends, her own entertainment, I don't care about her."

I swallowed, trying to figure out just how possessive Xiao Ma was of my wife Xiao Xin. That day, Xiao Ma and I talked for a long time, but we still couldn't come to a conclusion. I still couldn't bring myself to say "You can have my wife," but I couldn't suppress the lust in my heart. That green flame, burning and itching all over my body, stimulating my brain.

That night, Xiao Ma invited me to his house, but Wan Yan wasn't there. Xiao Xin was heavily pregnant, over five months along. Xiao Ma seemed to have spent some money to find a doctor he knew to act as a consultant, customizing a diet, exercise, and sleep schedule for Xiao Xin.

Compared to when Xiao Xin was pregnant with our daughter, Xiao Rui Rui, she seemed even slimmer. Her still slender figure was adorned with a large belly, and she wore a loose, light blue sundress. Her belly bulged, but beneath the hem, her beautiful legs, clad in flesh-colored lace stockings and princess shoes, still stood out. To be honest, she seemed even more charming than before she was pregnant. The maternal glow emanating from her pregnant body made her exceptionally feminine.

Xiao Xin's pregnancy made things inconvenient, so Xiao Ma and I, the two men, cooked her chicken soup. The three of us seemed to have instantly returned to how we were two years ago. That night, I stayed at Xiao Ma's house. We slept in the side bedroom, with Xiao Xin lying on her side next to me. She turned over to face me, her bright eyes seeming to speak volumes, blinking with her eyelashes.

"I feel like you have something to say," I asked her.

"Honey, you understand me so well."

"Go ahead! Why are you holding back?"

"Well, it's just... Xiao Ma told me last night that he wants me to sleep with him tonight. I don't know if you agree?"

I thought for a moment. Actually, Xiao Ma was still asking me the same question I couldn't get out when we were drinking together earlier that day. I pondered for a moment more and nodded: "Go ahead. After all, he's the father of the child in your belly. He definitely wants to sleep with his son."

My wife, Xiao Xin, straightened up, a slightly mischievous smile on her face: "Honey, tell me the truth, do you masturbate every time I'm with Xiao Ma?"

"Huh?" I was taken aback by her question.

"Haha, look at how red you are. It's not a secret anymore. Just tell me, is it more comfortable having sex with me or masturbating?"

"Tsk, are you going or not? If not, you're sleeping with me." I grabbed her hand, but she gently pushed it away, straddling me. A strand of her hair brushed against my face, tickling me. "I'm not sleeping with you. My belly is so big already; I need to let the baby develop a good relationship with its father. I'm leaving~"

After Xiaoxin left, I was indeed restless on the bed. Then, more than ten minutes later, a high-pitched, sharp female voice came from the master bedroom, making me jump out of bed. I approached step by step the scene that I had been imagining, fantasizing about, and being stimulated by, the scene I wanted to see yet feared, the scene that had haunted me for so many years.

"Oh...be gentle, don't put it in the baby inside, this is your son. Oh...
um...oh...oh..." My beloved wife, Xiaoxin, took off her nightgown, revealing a pair of breasts swollen even larger from her second pregnancy, hanging on her chest. Her once pink nipples were now deep red from the second pregnancy.

She was completely naked, except for a pair of flesh-colored lace stockings on her still slender and straight legs. Even with her belly more than five months pregnant, she still helped her lover put on high heels, carefully spread her legs, leaned against the wall, and raised her round buttocks, allowing her lover's hard penis to penetrate deeply into the vagina that had given birth to my daughter.

"It's okay, I asked my friend, it's okay to have sex in the second trimester." Xiao Ma said, his penis already covered in vaginal fluid, glistening in the moonlight; then he thrust in again, slowly inserting it, the labia being drawn into the vagina, the "squelching" sounds of wetness filling the room.

One of his large hands continuously stroked Xiao Xin's pregnant belly, round and plump, he looked very satisfied, chuckled, and pinched Xiao Xin's breasts, which swayed back and forth like water bags with his thrusts, and the moment he pinched the nipple, a stream of milky white milk shot out from Xiao Xin's nipple, strong and powerful like a water arrow, "sizzling" and staining the ground white.

"Wow! Wife, you already have milk before the baby is even born!" Xiao Ma said excitedly, and his calling my wife "wife" made my heart tremble.

"Hmm...you're so annoying. When I was pregnant with A-Yun's daughter, I didn't start producing milk until I was seven months along. But with your child, I started producing milk after five months."

Xiao Ma said excitedly, grabbing Xiao Xin's arms and turning her around. His muscular body pressed Xiao Xin against the wall, his hairy legs spreading her silky legs apart. Xiao Xin, with her large belly and wearing high heels, lost her balance and hooked her arms around Xiao Ma's neck, spreading her legs into a V-shape. She wrapped her arms around her lover's thick neck, letting him penetrate her wet vulva from in front of her.

Xiao Ma leaned down, and all that could be heard was a series of sucking sounds, "sucking...sucking...sucking..." My beloved wife's full breasts were sucked into various shapes in his mouth, and milky white liquid trickled from the corners of his mouth.
Even when Xiao Ma was tired from sucking milk in his mouth, he couldn't help but knead them with his hands, causing streams of warm, thick white milk to spray from my beloved wife Xiao Xin's breasts, drenching their tightly pressed bodies.
"Honey, with so much milk, don't you usually experience engorgement?" Xiao Ma asked curiously, kneading Xiao Xin's breasts.

"Yes, of course, it's so engorged it hurts a bit," Xiao Xin replied, her expression one of pure enjoyment. Perhaps she was telling the truth, for as streams of milk were squeezed from her breasts, her face flushed with pleasure as Xiao Ma kneaded them.

"Then why don't you express it? Don't let my wife's beautiful breasts get damaged."

Xiao Xin blushed, then turned her head towards my doorway. I instinctively flinched, and heard her alluring voice, deliberately seductive, soft yet clear: "I expressed it secretly because I didn't want A-Yun to know. He'd definitely want to drink it, but this is milk from your and your child's milk!"

I felt dizzy outside the room, staggering and almost falling to the ground, but I couldn't help but pull down my pants. I had to admit my penis was rock hard.

"Can't our child's milk be just for me and our child?" Xiao Ma asked.

"I just want you to drink it~" Xiao Xin smiled seductively.

"Your belly is so big, more than five months along. Will you stay at my house until the baby is born?"
Xiao Ma asked.

"Mmm~~ Okay!"

"Did Second Brother agree?"

"He will definitely agree. If he doesn't, it must be because I didn't give him enough of my worn-out, smelly stockings."

"Second Brother said he wanted you to be my woman!"

"Hehe, actually he's reluctant, but he can't resist the temptation. At night, when he smells my stockings alone, his lust gets the better of him, and he can't wait to see you devour him."

Hearing my wife say this, I didn't know whether to feel ashamed or excited, or a combination of both. I tiptoed to the doorway, wanting to see more clearly my wife's round pregnant belly being caressed by Xiao Ma, her slender, straight stockinged legs being licked by Xiao Ma, and her large breasts full of sweet milk being sucked by Xiao Ma.
"No, I mean it. I want to have you, just like at your wedding with my second brother last year, to have you completely."

"You're so greedy..."

"I won't leave this time. Will you stay with me after the baby is born?"

"What about your wife? What about Wanyan?"

"Both of you will serve me together."

"Oh... um... you really... oh... you're really so bad."

Xiao Ma grabbed Xiao Xin's waist and thrust in and out a few times. The sounds of "splish, splish" filled the air, and a small stream of thick white milk shot out on its own.

"Will you agree or not?!"

"Oh...be gentle...oh...um...you're almost touching our baby! Um...I agree, I agree. Oh...oh...um..."

"So how are you going to tell Second Brother?"

"You're getting worse and worse, why don't you go tell him yourself?"

"Because...because I think, I think your stinky stockings are enough to satisfy Second Brother, while I have to talk myself hoarse!"

"Oh...um...um...be gentle...be gentle...um..."

My beloved wife's moans lasted for a long, long time. Her pregnant belly seemed to attract Xiao Ma even more. Her body exuded a mixture of maternal lust, milk, and vaginal fluids, a lewd blend. Even if I only caught a whiff of it outside the door, my central nervous system went numb as if electrocuted. My hand kept stroking my penis, listening to the sounds of flesh colliding on the other side of the door, tears welling up in my eyes. I didn't know when I would finally calm down.

Unwilling to face the awkwardness of this situation, I quietly returned to the room. I was lying on my side, my back to the door, when I felt something soft behind me. The mattress dipped, and a warm, moist breath reached my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.

"Honey, I saw you just now. I know you were watching from outside," Xiaoxin whispered in my ear.

I suppressed my excitement and just hummed in response, saying nothing more.

She hugged me from behind, resting her chin on my shoulder. Her hand brushed against my side, reaching my crotch. My penis, still soft from ejaculation, hadn't been wiped clean, and the wet semen had already soaked my pants. I could almost picture her smiling seductively as she breathed into my ear.

"Stop touching me, I can't take it."

"Honey, you heard everything just now. Can I ask you one last time? If the three of us stay in this relationship forever, until we grow old, can you really accept that?"

"Why are you suddenly asking this? Are you worried about something?" I countered.

"Because I don't want you to be unhappy. If you have any concerns, after I give birth to the child, we'll cut ties with Xiao Ma and the others. I don't want to be tempted again."

I sat up and pondered for a moment: "You've always liked Xiao Ma, haven't you?"
She glanced at me timidly a few times, pondered for a moment, and slowly nodded.

"Then... I've always had a question. If Xiao Ma had pursued you the way I pursued you, would you... maybe have married Xiao Ma?"

She avoided my gaze: "Maybe, but now I'm married to you. No one can go back to the past. Now... it's impossible." As she spoke, she pulled me with one hand while the other was still rubbing my crotch, slowly pulling down my pajama bottoms and pulling a wad of stockings from her pajama pocket. The stockings were wrinkled, the dampness still obvious, and the flesh-colored stockings were covered with a foul-smelling liquid, some transparent, some milky white, some thin, some thick.

She wrapped my penis in her stockings, wiping away the residual semen from my ejaculation. "Honey, make a decision!"

I swear, this was the first time in my life I'd ever mentally cursed my beloved wife, Xiaoxin, as a "bitch, a slut." Even though I couldn't say it aloud, I couldn't help but repeat the curse several times in my mind, and I couldn't help but thrust my hips a few times, making my penis move faster in her hand. "Go on, go on, don't forget we have a daughter."

She stood up and threw another wad of stockings at me. The stockings spread out in the wind, floating in my face, the fishy, sour smell hitting me, stimulating my penis so much that it jerked. She chuckled. "Don't worry, masturbator, even if I don't think about you, I have to think about our daughter and parents!"

"Masturbator, masturbator... masturbator... masturbator..." I kept repeating in my mind. Was she serious about calling me that?

"Knock knock knock."

"Knock knock knock!"

"Knock knock knock, second brother! Second brother! Second brother! Are you up yet?" A series of urgent knocks woke me up, followed by Xiao Ma's barking.

I groggily opened my eyes and realized it was already noon the next day. "What is it?" I shouted back.

"My dad's here! Get up first!"

Xiao Ma's dad is a businessman, a big boss, you could say. When I was little, especially during middle school, I often went to Xiao Ma's house to play, so his dad knew me pretty well. However, he'd never met Xiao Xin; that happened later. But I guess I'd seen her, or even known her, since two years ago, Xiao Ma borrowed her from me to pretend to be his girlfriend because of his pressure to get married. Back in Xiao Ma's hometown, his dad must have met my wife, Xiao Xin.
I looked around but couldn't find my beloved wife, Xiao Xin. I got dressed and went downstairs. I didn't dare be rude to this friend's dad, especially since he was a big boss; he might even be able to sponsor me.

"Hey, A-Yun, it's been years!" Xiao Ma's dad greeted me. "Uncle, hello!
Uncle, hello! It's been years! How are you doing?" I was chatting with my uncle when I suddenly noticed a woman in the kitchen carrying a small dish of stir-fried vegetables to the table. It was Wanyan! She was heavily pregnant?! She remained calm, placing the dish on the table and inviting me to have lunch.

My uncle, already quite agitated, was about to pull my son aside for a good scolding: "Alright, alright, son, you cook the rest of the food. Wanyan needs to rest well with the baby in her belly. Don't bump into anything, what if something goes wrong? By the way, the tonics on the sofa are from an old Chinese medicine doctor friend of mine. Make sure Wanyan eats them well.
Wanyan..." "Get plenty of rest, okay? It's been over five months already. If there's anything, let Xiao Ma do it, understand? If you really can't manage, ask A Yun for help. That young man is very capable." Wan Yan nodded obediently, her face expressionless, and was already being pulled to sit on the sofa by her uncle.

Her uncle left after sitting for a short while; the elderly have their own things to do. After her uncle left, Wan Yan's expression was hard to describe; it was really ugly, but not like she was angry. I was wondering what was going on when we happened to meet eyes. She couldn't help but laugh: "Pfft~ Haha, don't stare at me like that!" With that, she lifted her shirt, revealing a silicone belly button on her smooth abdomen.

"Beautiful lady, where's my wife? It's so early in the morning."

"Xiao Xin? Xiao Xin is in the garage. Ma Da Ge was afraid my father-in-law would see her, so he had your wife hide in the car."
I was about to go to the garage when Wan Yan grabbed me. Xiao Ma had already gone out to see his father off. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was in the house, Wan Yan whispered to me, "Ah Yun, there are some things I can't tell you too much. I don't want to offend my big guy, but I'm still grateful to you. I can secretly tell you something." "
What's so mysterious about it?" I was suspicious.

"I have no idea what you two did yesterday. This morning, the two of you were whispering sweet nothings in the kitchen, saying things that gave me goosebumps. And you, you were still snoring and sleeping soundly in your room, with two smelly stockings stuffed up your nose. You're going to suffocate if I don't clean them up. I just don't understand your mentality."
Hearing Wan Yan say this, I suddenly felt like I was naked in the street. It was so embarrassing, so incredibly embarrassing. I turned my head away. Wanyan continued, "Never mind, you're all perverts anyway. This morning, that big pervert Ma was also full of tricks. I don't know exactly what he wanted to do, but tonight he wanted to take Xiaoxin to the Ninth High School you used to go to."

"Ninth High School? Why?" "

I don't know, I have plans with friends tonight and won't be home. If you're interested, you can go and see for yourself."
"Okay."

"Hey! But let me make this clear, if you go and get caught, don't tell anyone I told you!"

"Don't worry, I never betray my teammates. It's so late, I still have to open the shop. Please take care of Xiaoxin for a while, I'll be going now!" It

was 11:30 pm, almost midnight. I remembered that my old high school, Ninth High School, didn't let out until 10 pm. After closing the shop, I drove to Ninth High School, bribed the gatekeeper to sneak in around 10 pm, and waited in the schoolyard. I believed Wanyan wouldn't lie to me.

Ninth Middle School was the school where I, Xiao Ma, Xiao Xin, and two other buddies went. Although we weren't in the same class, we've always been friends since then. So many years have passed. Xiao Xin married me, and the others all have their own families. But I still remember every corridor we walked down, the basketball court we played on, the track we ran on during PE class, and, most importantly, the silhouette of Xiao Xin in the sunset when she transferred to my and Xiao Ma's class in our first year of high school.

Why did Xiao Ma want to bring Xiao Xin back to high school? It's a long way, and Xiao Xin is pregnant now.
I squatted not far from the school gate. The gatekeeper was unusually late getting off work today; the campus was deserted. Even the last-to-leave senior students had already gone back to their dorms. I pondered this until 11:30, when I finally saw two figures in the distance. One of them was clearly heavily pregnant. They made a sound to the gatekeeper—I couldn't hear what they said—and then walked hand-in-hand into the school.

"Ma Laosan and his wife Xiao Xin!" "That's my first thought," I instinctively thought, immediately keeping my distance and quietly following.

"Why did you suddenly decide to go back to high school? And in the middle of the night, no less." The empty campus was very quiet at night, and although Xiao Xin's voice was soft, I could still barely hear it from a distance. Xiao Xin, heavily pregnant, took careful steps, with Xiao Ma holding her hand and supporting her waist with the other, as if afraid she would fall.

Xiao Ma chuckled and said some kind words, dragging a suitcase with his other hand. The two of them walked all the way to the front of the teaching building before stopping. Although the area was deserted except for a few streetlights still lit in the school building's corridor, Xiao Ma still looked around before saying to Xiao Xin, "Come on, change into these clothes. I had them altered by a tailor so they'll fit your pregnant belly."

Xiao Xin hesitated, her face clearly flushed, and stared at Xiao Ma until he nodded in affirmation. Only then did she take the clothes from him, taking off her own clothes one by one and putting on the... school uniform Xiao Ma had prepared for her.

They were on the third floor. I hid at the other end of the stairwell in the corridor and watched from afar. The clothes Xiao Xin was wearing were indeed our high school's summer uniform from that year, except Xiao Ma had shortened the skirt considerably. The skirt, which was originally below the knee, had been cut short, resembling a sexy swimsuit, barely covering Xiao Xin's white stockings and buttocks, leaving most of her buttocks exposed. The top had also had most of the buttons removed, exposing her chest, collarbone, and half of her breasts. He then made my beloved wife, Xiaoxin, wear a pair of white sheer pantyhose and pointed black leather high heels. Xiaoxin was clearly uncomfortable, her arms crossed over her chest, her five-month pregnant belly bulging out of her school uniform top, revealing it to the eye.

"Still as beautiful as before, no, you're even more beautiful pregnant than before!" Xiao Ma couldn't help but step forward and hug Xiaoxin, grabbing her arm and kissing her passionately. Xiaoxin responded enthusiastically, but suddenly turned her head away. Xiao Ma seemed to have expected this, pinching Xiaoxin's chin with one hand, making her look up at him, and took another step forward, pinching Xiaoxin's breast through her school uniform. But within seconds, the front of the school uniform was soaked with milk seeping from her breast.

"What's wrong? Did you remember something?" Xiao Ma asked while kneading Xiaoxin's breast, which was constantly leaking milk. Xiaoxin still turned her head away, keeping her head down, and didn't answer.

"I knew you'd remember, and I remember it very clearly too. It was in the hallway outside the Grade 11 classroom on the third floor of the B-section teaching building. Two weeks before graduation, when no one was around, you and your brother had your first kiss there for almost a minute, and we were almost seen by the neighboring homeroom teacher."

Xiao Xin rolled her eyes at Xiao Ma again. Even I hadn't expected Xiao Ma to remember so many details after all these years. Xiao Xin asked him suspiciously, "How do you remember so clearly? So, what do you want?"

"So I want to reclaim you in these places where my second brother used to have you, and erase the history between you and my second brother!"

"You're jealous of Yun! You have me and Wanyan and you're still not satisfied, how can you be so greedy?"

"That's right! I'm jealous of my second brother, jealous that he dares to do it, jealous that he can completely have you, and I regret that I didn't have the courage to pursue you before!"

Xiaoxin was held in Xiaoma's arms, standing on tiptoe in stockings and high heels, their noses almost touching. She was clearly flustered by the man's initiative, her eyes darting around shyly. "Big Brother Ma, you've changed, you've really changed..."

"How have you changed?"

"Changed...changed..."

"Tell me, tell me quickly."

"Changed, a good man..."

Little Ma chuckled, pulling the pregnant beauty closer. "Because you used to say I was too timid! Do you like me like this now?"

"I...I like it~" She said those two words quickly, accurately, without hesitation, and the kisses naturally began again with sucking sounds.

Little Ma slowly released Xiao Xin's lips, letting the sticky saliva hang between them. "So? This time, I've completely changed for you. Have you made up your mind?" Xiao Xin didn't answer immediately, breathing heavily as Little Ma's strong arms embraced her.

"What are you hesitating for? Isn't this what Second Brother wants too? What did you say to him last night?"
Xiao Xin answered softly, "Let...let...let me be your woman. If he doesn't want to anymore, then...
he won't see you anymore and will go back to his own life."

"Yes, it really depends on Second Brother's decision. He's already decided, so what are you hesitating for?
We're just following his wishes." "

But he never said you'd bring me back to this godforsaken place in the middle of the night."

"Then why did you willingly come with me? And even changed into the clothes I prepared for you."
"Tch...if A-Yun really doesn't want me to see you again, will you really listen to him?"

"What else can I do? You've met my dad before. If this gets out, the old man says he'll beat me to death, and he really means it."

"But aren't you stealing someone else's wife?"

"No, no, no, how can this be considered robbery? It was clearly Second Brother's own choice. Besides, don't you both take your daughter, Xiao Ruirui, home every weekend? I get five days, he gets two. He's married to you, but I have more time with you. Isn't that fair?" "

..." Xiao Xin remained nestled in Xiao Ma's arms, staring straight at him... After a long, long time, she said shyly in a low voice, "That...that's more like it."

Xiao Ma chuckled again and asked, "Then, did you bring what I asked you to bring?"

Xiao Xin took out a small red box from the pocket of her clothes. I could only vaguely see it in the dim light, but it felt strangely familiar. It wasn't until Xiao Xin opened the lid that the bright reflection made me realize that it was the wedding ring I had bought for Xiao Xin last year at a high price.

"You've already brought everything, why are you still hesitating?"

"I'm not sure if you're sincere."

"Are you sure now?" Xiao Ma chuckled, pulling a red box from his pocket. The dazzling reflection almost outshone the streetlights in the corridor. "How about it? It's a diamond ring with more exquisite craftsmanship than the one your second brother gave you. It looks almost the same, but it's actually ten thousand yuan more expensive. We shouldn't tell anyone about this, not even your second brother. It's just between you and me, an agreement between you as my woman."

Xiao Xin wasn't attracted to the diamond ring on Xiao Ma's hand. She was only looking at the wedding ring I had given her, which still shone brightly under the light, making her constantly stroke and admire it with her fingers. After a long while, she finally took a deep breath and handed the ring to Xiao Ma: "I don't care about your lousy ring. Anyway... I'll listen to you, but you have to treat me well from now on! Even if I'm a concubine, you're not allowed to show favoritism or speak ill of me, otherwise, I'll kick you out anytime!"

As soon as Xiao Xin finished speaking, she turned around and leaned against the wall, her round belly arching inward. Xiao Ma took the ring, his smug expression hard to hide. He lifted Xiao Xin's short school uniform skirt, revealing a pair of round, perky buttocks encased in white pantyhose. "Slap!" He slapped Xiao Xin's stockinged buttocks, causing her to tremble. She turned around, wanting to act coquettishly, but couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Good, good, good!" Xiao Ma, brimming with smugness, tore a hole in the crotch of Xiao Xin's pantyhose, instantly exposing her two labia without underwear. The cool air made my beloved wife shiver slightly, and I couldn't help but tremble as well, filled with excitement, anticipation, and a strange fear. By the dim light of the streetlamp, I watched as Xiao Ma, holding the symbol of our love—the diamond ring from our wedding—slowly, millimeter by millimeter, inserted it, stretching open her wrinkled, bright red anus. With a "slurp," it was completely inserted into Xiao Xin's anus and rectum.
"Ouch...it's in...it's so itchy...it's a little prickly."

Xiao Ma helped Xiao Xin up, holding her slender wrist: "Beautiful Xin, would you be willing to become my woman in the place where you and Yun Ge had your first kiss?"

"Tch~~Why bring up Yun Ge specifically?"

"Because I'm taking his woman for myself, from this moment on you don't just belong to him anymore." As he spoke, a brand new diamond ring was already on Xiao Xin's slender finger, replacing the proof of the love between Xiao Xin and me.
Ninth Middle School, where my beloved wife Xiao Xin and I began, where we met, where our relationship started. The corridor outside the second-year class on the third floor of the B-section teaching building, where my relationship with Xiao Xin began, the place where I had my first kiss with Xiao Xin, laid the foundation for our marriage for many years to come. And now, this woman I deeply love is wearing a revealing school uniform, stockings, and high heels, in the same place with another man, promising herself to belong to him, and no longer to be mine alone.

"You know what? Every time I touched you before, every time I felt your breasts, every time I licked your stockinged feet, I felt like I possessed you. It made me feel incredibly proud, like I had touched a sacred object from another world. And later, every time I snatched you away from my second brother and made you my own, it gave me even greater pleasure, like a huge success." Xiao Ma kissed and licked the soft, white hand that wore the ring he had given her, making Xiao Xin bite her lower lip even more shyly.

"Hmm...you did it. Now, I belong to you completely."

"Not enough."

"What else do you want? You know I can't really leave Yun."

"Of course I can't let you leave Second Brother, but I want your heart to be 100% mine."

"You're greedy again. I'm already Yun's wife. Giving you a concubine is already a bargain. Fifty percent is more like it."

"No, no, no, Yun and I will each share half. You and he have a marriage certificate, a marriage recognized by everyone around you, and I only want your 100% sincerity. That evens things out, right?"

"Ugh...hmm...it's that again. You've become so cunning. I can't argue with you. 100% it is! For you, I'd even give up my husband. From now on, I'll do whatever you want me to do." "

Really?"

"Yes."

"Then I want you to wear your old school uniform, stockings, and high heels, and walk around the school with me."

"Okay~"

"What color stockings does your second brother like you to wear?"

"He likes flesh-colored ones."

"I like white sheer ones, can you wear white stockings from now on?"

"Okay~"

"Wife, I don't know if you know, but when you were in the school dance troupe, you would often stretch your legs in the music room. I would often deliberately take a longer route past the classroom just to catch a glimpse of you. I would always see you by the window, wearing your leotard and white stockings, one leg resting on the window railing, stretching your legs, your little toes pointing right at me. It made my heart itch, and I really wanted to touch them."

"Oh... I remember, and you still say that? I'm so shy."

"After you give birth to the baby, I want to bring you back to the school again, to the same place, and let me touch your stockinged feet while you stretch your legs, just like before. I want to make up for all the times I didn't get to touch them before."

"Hmm... whatever you want. I'm all yours now, my stockinged feet are all yours too. You can look at them and play with them as you please."

My memories surfaced layer by layer in my mind. The days when I studied and went to class with Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin and the prettiest girl in the next class had a falling out, the boys split into two groups arguing over the two beauties, and secretly pursuing Xiaoxin behind the teachers' backs. I wonder which boy gave Xiaoxin a love letter or passed her a note today. Now, Xiaoma is leading Xiaoxin, who is five months pregnant, on a walk around the campus in her revealing school uniform and stockings. Perhaps he is filled with regret, resentment, and complicated feelings, trying to make up for the past missed love.

"Xiaoma... let's go to the toilet, I can't hold it in anymore..." Xiaoxin tugged at Xiaoma's clothes and bent down slightly.

Xiao Ma chuckled, "What did Wan Yan cook for you for lunch and dinner?"

"For lunch, I had celery and fried rice with eggs. For dinner, I had chicken soup and chicken legs." Xiao Ma and Xiao Xin didn't go into the women's restroom, but instead went into the men's. Xiao Xin linked arms with Xiao Ma, letting him rip open the crotch of his pantyhose before squatting down on the urinal. She looked shy, but this wasn't the first time. She turned her head away and slowly opened her legs.

"After we broke up last year, did you ever poop in front of Brother Yun?" Xiao Ma asked, thrusting his erect penis against Xiao Xin's face through his pants.
Xiao Xin wasn't disgusted. After her face was rubbed a couple of times, she simply grabbed Xiao Ma's zipper with her mouth, unzipped it, and deftly used her tongue and teeth to pull out Xiao Ma's thick, erect penis. She opened her small mouth and slowly swallowed it: "No, I only pooped for you to see."

"Do you remember the first time you pooped for me? That was on the night of your wedding with your second brother. You obediently pooped on your and Yun Ge's old wedding photo, which you had been holding in all day."

"Hmm! You're so naughty. Luckily, my husband didn't hold it against you."

"I later compensated you with a new one, didn't I? Hehe, actually, you don't know, that night my second brother masturbated really hard. When I took your poop out, Yun Ge saw it. He later took your poop wedding photo to the toilet, wrapped his penis in the smelly stockings you wore at the wedding during the day, and kept masturbating in front of your poop. Later, he even ejaculated on your poop wedding photo."

"Really?!"

"Of course, I saw it with my own eyes. Actually, Second Brother is more accepting than you think. If he's unhappy, he'll tell me."

"Hmm... Pfft... Sizzle... Pfft..."

"Your farts smell pretty bad today, are you about to poop?"

"You can compensate for the photos, but you can't compensate for the meaning of this ring. Today I'm giving myself to you, so you have to treat me well from now on." "

Of course."

"You have to sponsor A-Yun's photo studio more in the future, so his business will be better."

"I've given him all my savings from the past few months!"

"My daughter, Xiao Rui Rui, wants to recognize you as her godfather, so you have to buy her things."

"No problem!"

"And, and, oh... Pfft... Pfft... Oh... I'm going to poop, I'm going to poop... Little Ma, I love you, do you like watching me poop..."

"Hehehe... I love watching you wearing sexy stockings while you poop and give me oral sex.
Oh... Yes, take it deeper, take the whole cock into your throat."

"Hmm...you're so hard. You get even more excited every time you see me poop."

"You're such a beautiful woman, carrying my five-month-old son, wearing sexy stockings and high heels, yet you're pooping such ugly, smelly poop from your ass. How could I not be excited? Oh~~so good! Okay, stop with the oral sex, let me mark you."

"Hmm~~what do you want to do? Hmm...oh~~so hot, so burning, you actually peed on me!"
"Hey, animals in nature communicate and identify each other by scent, and they also use scent to mark their belongings. I'm leaving my scent on you with my urine, so you're my woman from now on. Come on, lower your head, I have some more to pee on your head." "

You're so vulgar. Didn't you say you wanted to possess me 100%?"

"Hmm? Open your mouth, what do you mean? Wait, you really want to drink it?"

"I'm covered in your urine smell, what about inside? What about inside? Aren't you going to leave some of your urine smell inside me too?"

"Haha, you're right. Take it easy then. Oh... hiss... how is it? Is it good?"

"Pfft~~ It tastes awful! It's sour and bitter!"

"I have a little bit left. I'll pee into your mouth. After you finish, we'll go home."

"Hmm... pee slowly... don't pee into my nose again... hmm... glug... glug...
cough... cough cough..."

Xiao Ma helped Xiao Xin out of the men's restroom. "It's so cold." Xiao Xin hugged herself with both hands. Xiao Ma took off his coat and draped it over her: "Take off your stockings. You'll catch a cold if they get wet."

"Don't throw the stockings away. Keep them. You can give them to your brother Yun to use for masturbation tomorrow."

"Haha, Brother Yun really likes that! How about Brother Yun and I each have half? He can watch you masturbate, and I can have sex with you."

Xiao Xin smiled slightly at Xiao Ma: "Actually, I think it's much more comfortable and exciting to do it like this than at home."

After the two of them walked away, I finally endured the stench and went into the men's restroom. I still couldn't let go of the ring that had represented our love and marriage for so many years.

Looking from afar, a soft, brownish-red mass of feces filled the urinal. The surface of the feces was pitted and uneven, clearly not from a single bowel movement, but rather from Xiaoxin's anus in sections, now stuck together. Under the toilet light, I could see specks of green vegetable leaves mixed in.

The stench was unbelievable; it was hard to imagine that it came from the womb of a charming and alluring young woman like Xiaoxin. I poked a twig into the feces, fiddling with it for a while, when suddenly a bright light reflected from it—that was the wedding ring that Xiao Ma had stuffed into Xiaoxin's anus and excreted with her feces. I suppressed my nausea and picked up the discarded ring from Xiaoxin's feces, unwilling to let it be flushed away by the toilet water. I endured the stench and put it in my pocket.

Since that day, Xiaoxin has been staying at Xiaoma's house, with Xiaoma and Wanyan taking turns cooking for her.
Xiaoxin's belly is already quite large at five months pregnant, and if our daughter, Xiaorui, saw it and told her grandparents, no secret would be kept. Xiaoxin and I discussed it and came up with an excuse: Xiaoxin was going out, and my daughter, Xiaorui, wouldn't see her mother for about four or five months. Thinking about it, I felt a pang of heartache. I often saw Xiaoxin talking to my parents on the phone at Xiaoma's house, babbling to her two-year-old daughter.

"Honey, how many months pregnant are you?"

"Over eight months, almost due!" Xiaoxin answered, then took a sip of soup: "A little salty."

Today, Xiaoma and Wanyan went to work, leaving only my wife Xiaoxin and me at home. I even cooked a bowl of soup for Xiaoxin, something I rarely do. I ladled some chicken soup

for myself, took a sip, and said, "It's a bit too salty, tsk, I'm still not good at cooking."
"Haha, of course, I've always been the one taking care of your stomach."

I put down the chicken soup, went behind Xiaoxin, and whispered in her ear, "Will you take care of Xiaoma's stomach in the future too?"

Xiaoxin slowly took a sip, her eyes darting around, "What do you mean?"

"I mean after the baby is born."

"Then... how about I give him half of the week and you the other half on the weekend?" As she answered, her hand unconsciously reached for my crotch, feeling my hardness aroused by lust, "Honey, wait a minute, I'll go to the room and get you a pair of stockings." "

Her soft little hands, wrapped in stockings, held my penis. Eight months pregnant, she could barely bend over. Sitting on the sofa, she made me stand in front of her so she could use the stockings to cover my penis and masturbate me. Occasionally, she would playfully lick the head of my penis with her tongue. 'Honey, Xiao Ma told me before that after the baby is born, he wants to share it equally with you!'

'How exactly?' I had a pretty good idea of what she would say.

'He said I can stay at his place from Monday to Friday, and on the weekend we'll bring our daughter back from my parents' house to be our family of three. What do you think, honey?'

'That's five days for him and two days for me! How is that sharing equally?' I feigned shock.

'Heh, you're pretty stubborn. Let me be frank, this is what you wanted, isn't it?'

'Huh?!'"

"Every time you and I are apart for a few days, you act like a tiger, wanting to devour me." She paused, then looked up with a sly smile. "Every time I see that hungry look on your face, I feel so good.
Ugh, never mind, let's not talk about this." I was speechless when Xiaoxin continued, "Honey, I have a question for you." "

Hmm? What do you want to ask?"

"I'm over eight months pregnant. In these eight months, you haven't just used your hands, have you?"

"What do you mean?!"

"I mean, have you secretly slept with Wanyan?"

She asked me bluntly. I instinctively wanted to say no, but then I felt that since she asked this, she must have discovered something. To be honest, I've only slept with Wanyan two or three times. The first time was when Wanyan and I secretly climbed onto the balcony to watch Xiaoxin and Xiaoma having sex. The next two times were when I was at Xiaoma's house, and while Xiaoxin and Xiaoma were making love in the master bedroom, we also had our fun there. I have no interest in other women, and Xiaoxin has known this for years, but she can't erase the fact that I slept with Wanyan.

"Oh, Miss, you really can't blame me. You and Xiaoma were making so much noise next door."

Xiaoxin lowered her head and licked my glans twice, then continued to stroke me a few more times: "Fine, blame me?
It was Wanyan's request that I have Xiaoma's child, you agreed to it, but I didn't agree to you sleeping around with other women." I was inwardly groaning. This was a classic case of double standards.

"Honey, I'll buy you a male chastity belt!" Her voice was soft, but the impact was like a landslide. I never imagined that one day my wife would think of wearing a chastity belt, but Xiaoxin seemed serious, not joking.

She looked up at me: "Want to try it? If you really feel uncomfortable, just throw it away. I just don't want to see you with other women. I'm jealous, I'm scared."

I squatted down and cupped her face: "You're not afraid I'll use Xiao Ma as an excuse to go out and find other women, are you?"
She didn't answer, just looked at me. After a long while, she lowered her head again and stroked my penis: "It's not that I'm worried, it's that I don't want to give you the chance. You're my man, I don't like other people touching you."

"Baby, can't I control myself?" "

You can't even control your own hands, you have no credibility at all. Besides, it's not the same."

"How is it different?"

"Hehe~~" Xiao Xin didn't answer me directly. Anyway, in the next few days, she would often sit in front of the computer to look up some strange information and check out sex products on Taobao. About four days later, while Xiao Ma and Wan Yan were at work, I drove to Xiao Ma's house after closing up shop. Xiao Xin seemed very excited to show me the gift she had bought especially for me—a male chastity belt.

At first, I refused to wear this, but Xiaoxin insisted I try it first, so I reluctantly put it on. What surprised me was how light the chastity belt was; I didn't know what it was made of, and it was very small. It didn't wrap around my entire lower body like pants; it was just an iron ring that went through my scrotum and fastened to the base of my penis. The cap at the front was like an iron cage, encasing my penis. This chastity belt was quite large; when I wasn't erect, it was a size larger than my penis, but even when erect, it still felt painfully swollen inside the cage.
So I tried wearing it for two days, and... I felt almost nothing, just like usual. So I continued to try it for a week. From the fourth day onwards, I noticed a problem. While staying overnight at Xiaoma's house, hearing my wife's moans coming from the next room, I instinctively took off my pants to masturbate, only to find my penis locked by the chastity belt. Of course, I couldn't knock on the door next door to ask my wife for the key.

A throbbing lust filled my mind, and an itchy sensation gradually spread throughout my body. I climbed onto the balcony and watched my wife, eight months pregnant, lying on her back on Xiao Ma, her round belly like a small hill, unable to have intercourse. Xiao Ma slowly and powerfully thrust into her anus and rectum.

At that moment, I desperately wanted to masturbate, smelling my wife's stockings, but I could only feel the hardness and coldness of the chastity belt. I gripped my penis tightly in the iron cage with my fingers, trying to find some solace in the cramped space, but it only aroused a greater need for pleasure. I scratched my head, overwhelmed by wave after wave of lust, unable to sleep almost all night. I felt much better when I woke up the next day, but the thought of my wife's pregnant belly and her beautiful legs in stockings made my pent-up lust last almost the entire day.

Friday finally arrived. Xiao Ma and Wan Yan were both working the night shift. After closing up shop, I immediately drove to Xiao Ma's house. When Xiao Xin opened the door for me, I hugged her without thinking, my body trembling slightly. She held me close, patted my back, and I finally understood what she meant by that "different" feeling.

She voluntarily removed all her clothes, leaving only flesh-colored pantyhose and high-heeled sandals. Kneeling on the floor, she took the key, unlocked my chastity belt, and then used her large, full breasts, brimming with sweet milk, to clamp my penis, which had been stagnant for a week, and began rapidly masturbating.

My mind went blank, as if electrified, only feeling waves of unprecedented pleasure washing over me. Xiaoxin had given me masturbation countless times, but never had it brought me such peak pleasure. I felt dizzy. Her face was filled with excitement, her undisguised smile making her giggle continuously. She twisted her body, pinching her nipples and squeezing out streams of milk, sprinkling it onto my glans. A warm sensation followed. After a few more strokes, she ejaculated a few more streams of milk onto my penis.

"I love seeing you so desperately horny, holding it all in, and then releasing your semen all at once," she explained to me. I don't know where she learned that, but I know it definitely wasn't from Xiao Ma.

She didn't ask if I wanted to continue wearing the chastity belt; I just put it on myself. Xiao Xin kept the key, and I was allowed to release once a week. Somehow, I started to enjoy this feeling more and more. Those few releases that day felt more pleasurable and enjoyable than any sex I'd ever had before. Gradually, my anticipation for that weekly ejaculation surpassed my previous monthly sexual needs.

A month later, I received an urgent call from Xiao Ma. "Hello?! Hello! Second Brother! Second Brother!" Xiao Ma shouted.

"What's all the commotion? What's wrong?"

"Xiao Xin is about to give birth! We're at the hospital now!"

"What?!" I hung up the phone, gave some instructions to the shop assistant, and rushed to the city's central hospital. I hurriedly asked the obstetrician, and when I found Xiao Xin, she was already resting in bed.
Wan Yan was holding a newborn baby, playing with the child with great interest. Xiao Xin was lying in bed, and Xiao Ma was sitting beside her, leaning down and talking to her. They smiled and secretly kissed. Suddenly, she saw me appear outside the door and waved to me.

Xiao Xin's hair was still a little messy, sticking to her cheeks with sweat. I held her little hand: "You gave birth so quickly, is it a boy or a girl?"

She pinched me: "Don't give birth quickly, do you want to kill me with pain?"

Wan Yan carried the baby to the bedside, still playing with his fingers: "It's a boy. Come here, your godfather is here, let your godfather hold you~" Wan Yan said as she handed the baby boy to me.

The baby's face was still wrinkled and hadn't opened yet, reminding me of how my precious daughter with Xiao Xin looked when she was first born. The difference was that this time I wasn't his biological father. This was Xiao Xin and Xiao Ma's son. I could already vaguely see the shadows of Xiao Ma and Xiao Xin in the baby's face, which made my heart ache.

Holding this child gave me an indescribable strange feeling, a very sour feeling. This child was originally a sperm from Xiao Ma's egg sac. Other men's sperm combined with my wife's egg to form an embryo, which stayed in my wife's uterus for nine months before being born from the vagina that should have belonged only to me.

Xiao Xin didn't stay in the hospital for long, only three days before being discharged. Afterwards, she naturally returned to Xiao Ma's home. Xiao Ma finally informed his parents, and whenever someone came to congratulate them, Wan Yan would stay home, pretending to be a new mother for her in-laws and others.

I don't know if it was just my imagination, but after giving birth, Xiao Xin's gaze towards Xiao Ma seemed increasingly affectionate. She often held their son, breastfeeding him while snuggling close to Xiao Ma, whispering sweet nothings. Wan Yan, as if she had found a lifeline, doted on this child, even though it wasn't hers, often vying with Xiao Xin to hold him. It seemed that everyone was immersed in the joy of the newborn, and this surrogacy incident had come to a satisfactory end.

Besides being immersed in the joy of giving Xiao Ma a son, Xiao Xin finally regained her original flat and smooth abdomen. The first weekend after being discharged from the hospital, Xiaoxin couldn't wait to go to my parents' house to pick up our precious daughter. We hadn't seen each other for four or five months. Xiaoxin and her daughter were all lovey-dovey. Even though she had just given birth to a son for Xiaoma and hadn't fully recovered, she couldn't wait to take her little daughter to the amusement park this weekend.
A month later, Xiao Ma suddenly said to me, "Second Brother, I heard Xiao Xin bought you a chastity belt?" He asked me in a low voice, but I was too lazy to answer. "Don't worry about it! It's between her and me!"

"Then I won't ask. Second Brother, it's been almost two months since Xiao Xin gave birth to my son. Xiao Xin has recovered quite a bit. Yesterday, Wan Yan took my son to my parents' house. I was going to go too, but I made an excuse to stay. Tonight, I want to have some fun with Xiao Xin. Do you want to come and see? Hmm?"

Since Xiao Xin gave birth, my chastity belt hadn't been removed. Having been holding back for almost two months, I nodded without thinking. I waited with great anticipation until evening. After the shop closed, I drove to Xiao Ma's house. Xiao Xin opened the door, but the woman who appeared before me was someone I hadn't seen in a long time, someone who was stunning, someone who was both strange and familiar.

Her jet-black hair was piled up at the back of her head and secured with a silver hairpin. Her face was heavily made up, with eyeshadow, colored contact lenses, and deep red lipstick. She wasn't wearing a bra; her breasts, full of milk from childbirth, hung like water bags on her chest. Even without squeezing, thick, red nipples were already dripping thick, white milk. She wore white thong pantyhose and pointed pink high heels.

Xiao Xin wasn't standing straight; she was slightly bent over as she opened the door. A pair of large hands were behind her, and Xiao Ma was also naked, his genitals pressed tightly against my wife Xiao Xin's stockinged buttocks. He greeted me with a grin, then suddenly thrust forward. Xiao Xin, leaning against the doorframe, cried out, "Ah..."
After giving birth to Ma Laosan's son, Xiao Xin indeed lived with Xiao Ma from Monday to Friday. She didn't directly ask me if I wanted her to continue staying at Xiao Ma's house. Instead, she took it for granted that she would continue living with Xiao Ma. Only a few times on Wednesdays and Tuesdays did she ask if I wanted her to go back, promising to stop messing around with Xiao Ma and his family, end the surrogacy, and return to our peaceful life. On Tuesdays and Wednesdays

, with my penis bound by a chastity belt, her asking me such questions at those times was clearly malicious. I knew it, but my uncontrollable lust made it impossible for me to accept a peaceful life. On Saturdays, Xiao Xin would return to her original home, pick up our precious daughter from my parents' or my in-laws', take her to the playground, occasionally visit friends, or play with her in the sandpit in our neighborhood. In the evenings, the three of us would always go out to eat, enjoying a sumptuous family dinner—everything was so ordinary and happy again.

After her daughter fell asleep, Xiaoxin finally took out the key and unlocked my chastity belt, which I had been desperately craving. She used her smelly little feet, clad in stockings all day, to clamp my penis, which had been pent up for a week, and began to foot-play with me, smiling as she watched my blissful expression. Occasionally, she would playfully step on my glans, watching me shudder before immediately releasing it, repeating this over and over until I orgasmed and ejaculated my thick semen, which I had been holding back for a week, onto her stockinged feet.

The pent-up desire, the explosion of pleasure, even though Xiaoxin was only using her stockinged feet, was a hundred times more pleasurable than ejaculating inside her vagina while I was holding her. It was strange, very strange.

This continued for almost half a year. It was another weekend. After putting our daughter to sleep, Xiaoxin untied my chastity belt. One of her stockinged feet rubbed my penis, while the other rubbed my scrotum. She asked me, "Honey, let me ask you a question. Do you think our life now is better, or was it better before we had Xiao Ma?"

"Why compare? It wasn't bad before, and it feels good this way too, doesn't it?
Oh...right, rub my scrotum with those stockinged feet again, oh...so good!"

"I want to know what you think! If I had to make a comparison, I wouldn't say which is better, but which one you like more." She emphasized the word "more."

I thought for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed: "Honestly, I never thought I'd be willing to wear a chastity belt before. Now I just think it's pretty good. Every weekend when I see you, it feels like I've rediscovered the feeling I had when we were dating."

A look of surprise appeared on her face as she pressed me, "What's it like to be in love?" I felt my face burning, and I blurted out, as if confessing my feelings ,
"Well, from Monday to Friday when you're with Xiao Ma, I always miss you terribly. When I go to sleep at night, you're all I can think about. During the day at work, I can easily think about you too. When I finally see you on the weekend, I'm so excited. Holding your hand feels like the first time we held hands in school. I'm afraid the journey will be too short and time will pass too quickly."

She listened quietly as I spoke. I didn't dare look directly at her, feeling my face burning. She bit her lower lip and said, "You're so annoying. You haven't said such cheesy things to me since we got married." While I wasn't paying attention, Xiao Xin leaned over and kissed me on the cheek with a "pop." As soon as I came to my senses, she immediately lowered her head shyly and took my penis into her mouth.

"Perhaps you men take things for granted when you have them, but only realize how luxurious it was when you're about to lose them. Even if that loss is just an illusion, an experience, it will make you feel that the days you spend with me are especially important," Xiaoxin said, stroking my penis while wearing stockings.
"So philosophical."

"I just wanted to try it out, but I didn't expect it to work so well. Honey, can I live at Xiaoma's house for the rest of my life? I enjoy being pampered by him, and I love seeing you adoring me and longing for me on weekends."

I tried to imagine Xiaoxin belonging to Xiaoma for the rest of her life, that fear of complete possession, control, and being taken away from me. I could clearly feel my penis tremble in Xiaoxin's hand. She must have felt it too, because she looked up and smiled slightly at me.

"Honey, I've always been curious, what do you do at Xiao Ma's house from Monday to Friday? Do you and Xiao Ma work together from morning till night?"

"Nonsense, that would kill someone. Besides, I'm resting at home, but Xiao Ma still has to go to work!
Actually, Xiao Ma and I don't do it that often. During the day, I have to breastfeed his son and take care of the child with Wan Yan. In the evening, I also have to see if Xiao Ma is tired from work during the day."

"And what about when Xiao Ma has a day off?"

"Xiao Ma has a day off? He only takes Thursday off. Actually, he prefers taking me out to play rather than making love!" After saying that, she picked up her phone from the table and shook it at me: "Want to see?" I nodded: "Let me see."

One photo after another appeared in front of me, showing Xiao Xin's life at Xiao Ma's house over the past six months. Indeed, as she said, there weren't many photos of the two of them having sex. Instead, most of the photos were very ordinary home photos. Some photos were clearly taken by passersby. In one photo, Xiao Ma is holding Xiao Xin, their faces close together in front of a small waterfall in a park. Their sweet smiles seem to make even the passersby taking the pictures envious.

Others show Xiao Xin and Xiao Ma playing ball together, feeding each other juice. There are close-up photos of Xiao Ma and Xiao Xin with their mouths touching, and photos of Xiao Xin breastfeeding their son. Xiao Ma's son is nursing from one nipple, while Xiao Ma, the father, is nursing from the other, the sweet, thick milk smeared all over the lens.

There are also photos of the two shopping, hand in hand, picking out stockings and high heels for Xiao Xin in a lingerie store. There are even photos of them taking a bath together. Xiao Ma, this fervent stocking enthusiast, even makes his beloved wife Xiao Xin wear pantyhose while bathing, playing with and caressing her stockinged feet in the hot bathwater.

I browse through these intimate photos of Xiao Ma and my wife again and again, as if they were a match made in heaven. My penis was engorged with blood, and her excited expression was palpable even through her face. The trembling of my penis and the pre-ejaculate fluid leaking from the urethral opening made Xiaoxin clearly feel the change in my cock, and she began to masturbate me even faster.

I put down my phone; she was smiling seductively. A wave of bitterness washed over me, a bitter and sour feeling. The sense of loss Xiaoxin had described felt real, filling me with immense fear and anguish. I couldn't help but hug her, breathing heavily, "Wife, I love you! I love you!"

She hugged me back, patting my back, "Okay, okay, I knew you'd get excited watching this."
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