My Wife's Trouble 1

We went downstairs, thinking we'd have some breakfast before leaving, so I sent my wife to the second-floor restaurant while I carried the luggage back to the car in the parking lot. The parking lot was a bit far, and it took a few minutes to get there and back! After checking out, about 20 minutes passed before I returned to the second-floor restaurant! I entered the restaurant and saw my wife sitting at a table eating. An old man was sitting opposite her; I recognized him by his black and white hair. He was talking to my wife, and one of her legs, near the wall, was stretched out from under the table next to the old man. One of his hands was touching her stockinged foot. Damn it, what's he up to now! As the old man spoke, my wife shook her head, seemingly rejecting something. The old man pointed, then got up and walked towards the door. He glanced at me as he passed! I went to my wife's table; her feet were still on the chair, and she was lost in thought! I asked her what was wrong, and she looked up at me, saying nothing. I said, "Then what about your foot?" She quickly pulled her foot back, her eyes showing a hint of panic. I had just sat down when my wife got up and said she needed to use the restroom, so I reluctantly agreed. She looked off and walked outside, and I immediately followed her. After leaving the restaurant, she didn't go into the restroom near the entrance; instead, she went down the stairs. I followed her to the lobby, where she asked a waiter for directions and then headed towards a corner. I watched her walk towards the restrooms. However, she entered the fire escape next to the restrooms, and judging from her footsteps, she was going downstairs. I followed her downstairs and found myself in an underground parking lot. I walked out of the stairwell and realized I'd lost her; I couldn't see her anywhere. Looking at the parking spaces, there weren't many cars, and none were parked near the stairwell. I chose a path and started searching, getting anxious, eager to see what my wife was doing there.
I walked along the wall to a door labeled "Storage Room" and heard a woman's voice—it was my wife's! I could tell from the door that she was inside! I gently pushed the door open and went in. As soon as I entered, I heard my wife say, "What else do you want?" An older man said, "Nothing much, I just want to have sex with you!" The wife said, "Don't go too far! I've already been with you two!" The man said, "I have, but I didn't get to have sex with you. I miss you. If you don't agree, I'll tell your husband about last night!" The wife panicked, "No, I'll only let you touch me a little more!" The man seemed to give in, "Okay!" I followed the voice to a corner of a wall. Through a gap in a pile of junk, I saw the wife and the old man standing under a dim light. The old man was holding the wife's hand, and they were locked in a stalemate! The old man said, "Take off your clothes!" The wife looked at him angrily, "If you don't hurry, your husband will be waiting too long!" The wife had no choice but to take off her clothes and skirt, leaving only a transparent bra and stockings! "Heh heh, still saying you're not a slut, not even wearing underwear!" he said, then pushed the wife down onto a pile of boxes nearby. Without a word, he grabbed his wife's stockinged legs, took off her sneakers, and started nibbling on her feet. His wife's head was arched against the uneven box, obscuring her expression, and she showed no sign of resistance. After nibbling on both feet, the old man got up, pulled down his pants, revealing his penis, and pressed himself against his wife, pushing her bra up to her breasts and biting them. He said, "Her feet smell so good, and her breasts are so big, so good!" His wife moaned; although the effects of the drug had worn off, her body was still quite sensitive. Hearing her moans, the old man's lust intensified. He wanted to kiss her mouth, but she refused, and he didn't force her. Having had his fill of her breasts, he pulled his wife up, presented his penis to her, and said, "Lick it, hurry up!" His wife, perhaps eager to get back to the restaurant, didn't resist and, as the old man demanded, grabbed his penis and put it in her mouth. The old man looked up and laughed with pleasure. His wife was blowing hard, wanting to finish quickly, but the old man said, "Blow harder, I just took some drugs, I'm going to fuck you good." His wife looked up and stopped blowing, saying, "I'm leaving." But the old man wasn't about to let go of his prize. He grabbed his wife, pushed her down, tore her stockings, and thrust his erect penis towards her vagina…

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