A wife who loves to cheat

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I work for a large state-owned enterprise. Even in my youth, I excelled in my workplace. I quickly rose through the ranks in my department and was promoted to a junior management position. I'm tall, handsome, and dashing, and with a promising future at work, I soon met my current partner through an introduction. After a few meetings and meals, we got to know each other better and got married.

My wife is exceptionally beautiful in my city. Not only is she beautiful, but she also has a great presence; she's truly a rare gem. She works in the office of a power company in the provincial capital. She's 1.65 meters tall, with a curvaceous figure—perfectly proportioned. She has an oval face, like a duck egg. Her arched eyebrows and large, expressive eyes, combined with her high nose and deep-set eyes, make her look like a girl from Xinjiang at first glance.

After marriage, we are very loving and supportive. We are a harmonious couple, and our family relationships are excellent. All of this was thanks to my wonderful wife. Soon, we had a baby boy, a healthy and chubby son.

You could say that everyone around me, at work, was incredibly envious.

I discovered my wife's problem two years into our marriage. That night, I woke up from a dream, startled by a jolt. That familiar rhythmic movement made me slowly open my eyes. What I saw next left me speechless.

I had fallen asleep holding my wife. Behind her, a man was embracing her from behind, thrusting into her with a flushed face. Judging from his state, he was in the throes of passion, seemingly about to ejaculate. My wife, too, was flushed, moaning softly, about to reach orgasm. I was filled with rage, and a wicked thought arose within me. I sat up abruptly, looked at everything before me, and shouted, "You two despicable people! I'll kill you!" My wife immediately hugged me, pleading, "Husband, please don't be impulsive. Forgive us!" The man also knelt before me, crying, "We won't do it again! Please forgive us!" My wife begged me, tears streaming down her face, "Big Black is my colleague. We fell in love a long time ago, but because he's an orphan and his family is very poor, we had to break up. That's why I married you."

Hearing my wife's explanation and seeing them kneeling before me, I could only blame my bad luck. It was something I couldn't control. Big Black hurriedly put on his pants in front of me and slunk away.

My wife hugged me, desperately trying to please me. She used all her charms, displaying her seductive allure, gentle as water, soft as cotton. After Big Black, I launched another attack on her. This time, I fucked her hard with hatred for her. I fucked her until her eyes were glazed, her mouth agape, and she was dumbfounded. Only after I ejaculated into her vagina did I lie sprawled on the bed and fall asleep.

Several times afterward, I woke up at night to find my wife gone. She wouldn't return until dawn, always exhausted and flushed. When I asked her, she said there was an emergency at work that required her to work overtime. I was skeptical and suspicious, but I could only accept it.

To keep an eye on her, I tied her wrist to mine with a scarf while she slept. That way, I could spot her if she left.

One night, I drank a lot of water at a business dinner and got up to use the bathroom. I found my wife wasn't in bed. Where could she have gone? The scarf was still tied to my wrist. Then, I heard suppressed sounds coming from beside the bed, "Mmm...uh...mmm...uh...ah...woo...ooh..." My wife was rising and falling in front of the bed, her face flushed and hot—something she only did when she orgasmed.

"What are you doing?"

"Ah!" She was startled and gasped. She lifted her buttocks and pulled the penis out of her vagina.

I got up and was stunned. There was a man lying naked on the ground, and my wife was squatting on top of him, enjoying her sexual feast.

The man wasn't the big, dark-skinned guy I knew, but a pale-faced man wearing Browning glasses. He was thin, but his penis was quite large, standing erect on his belly.

When my wife realized I'd discovered their embarrassing affair, she blushed and explained, "Xiao Liu is an engineer at our company. He's over 30 and still single. I felt sorry for him, so I gave him one time, just to help him out! To pity him!"

This time, I couldn't stand it anymore. Being cuckolded again and again, I just couldn't take it anymore.

My wife, sobbing uncontrollably, cried to me, "Honey, honey, I love you, I love the kids, I love this family. Please don't leave me, okay? I was wrong, I'll never do it again. Please have pity on me!"

"At work, my colleagues are all very kind to me. We're all very united. They were pitiful and made requests, and it was convenient for me to give them what they wanted once or twice—it wouldn't hurt me. So I agreed to their requests. If you don't want that, I promise I won't pity them anymore. Okay?!" Seeing my wife's tearful state, my heart softened. I spat at them fiercely, "Forget it, but don't do it again! If there's a next time, I'll never forgive you."

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