My husband is no good.

"Honey, I want it~" My whole body was hot, and I looked at my husband Yang Hang with seductive eyes. My lower abdomen felt empty, and I longed for something to fill it, to satisfy it. Even if a rapist completely disregarded my feelings and ravaged me, I would still stick out my two white buttocks to meet him.
Yes, I want to be ravaged, to be brutally assaulted... but my husband only smiles apologetically. No matter how hard I try, even though my mouth is numb from all the effort, there is still no improvement.
I'm 26 years old, 163cm tall, and my measurements (81-62-91) are actually quite average. Fortunately, I'm fairly pretty, and my skin is among the fairest in the world. I married my husband, a civil servant, six months ago. For the first two weeks, he was pretty good. Although his penis wasn't large, he always satisfied me when I brought it up, regardless of the extent of his satisfaction. However, after our honeymoon, he started doing this…
I questioned him about whether he loved me, and I also questioned whether he had done anything like a bachelor party before marriage. Yang Hang told me that he used to masturbate a lot and didn't know he would do this now. I felt helpless. Yang Hang is three years older than me and takes good care of me in every way. After we got married, I basically just came home and could eat, and I didn't have to do any housework. I really couldn't bear to complain about him.
To be honest, I'm not short of men. As a client manager at a bank, I often have to accompany important clients to meals and trips. Because I'm attractive and know how to dress, many clients are willing to take me along, sometimes even pretending to be their wife or mistress. To save face for them and to boost my sales, I go along with it. However, I've rejected almost every client who has made inappropriate advances, no matter how old they are. I think, no matter how much they need me, I will never rely on my body to make a living.
On Mondays, even though account managers don't have to go to the bank every day, I still have to go back and summarize the accounts. President Zheng always makes me report to him personally. Other account managers can report to the vice president, but I have to report to him personally every time. I already know what's going on, but I can't say it out loud. I don't dare to offend him. Fortunately, he pretends not to know and doesn't expose me.
That morning, I put on new black stockings, specifically choosing the thinnest kind, with a pair of open-crotch lace panties underneath. My husband, Yang Hang, was still in bed playing on his phone and refused to get up. I deliberately turned my buttocks, covered by the transparent lace, toward him and said, "Today, President Zheng is going to his office in person again to report on the work. You know, he's the one who's always had feelings for me. If you don't want me, I'll have no choice but to give myself to him."
Yang Hang suddenly got up, pinned me to the edge of the bed, and demanded, "Who are you going to give it to? Tell me!!"
"Here you go, Mr. Zheng. Who told you not to take mine? I'm dressed so sexily to seduce Mr. Zheng." I retorted without backing down.
"You dare?!" Yang Hang seemed angry, but the man who was pinning me down slowly changed, and I could clearly feel the heat and hardness of his thing on my thigh.
At this moment, I was shirtless, with my breasts, neither too big nor too small, hanging in mid-air, while Yang Hang roughly hoisted my legs, which were covered in stockings, onto his shoulders.
"Ah~~Husband~~~ So good~~~ So comfortable~~" Yang Hang seemed unusually big today. It seems that my deliberate stimulation of him was effective. I even felt a tingling sensation when he entered me. I made no attempt to hide my feelings and moaned wildly.
"You slut, you're just a shameless slut."
"I'm such a slut, please, husband, ravage me, don't worry about my feelings, do whatever you want~ Husband, husband~ Ah~~" I was just starting to feel satisfied...
"Slap! Slap! Slap~" Yang Hang suddenly thrust forward, but his member seemed to shrink again for no reason. I was aroused by the friction, a feeling of almost reaching my climax, but always just a little short...
However, Yang Hang suddenly became like a robot without power, lying on my shoulder. I felt hot semen flowing from my underwear onto my stockings. His penis was getting smaller and smaller, and gradually, I felt a void between my legs again.
When I arrived at President Zheng's office, he was working in front of his computer screen. I was wearing the bank's purple uniform and stockings with my husband's semen stains on them. Because it was morning and time was too rushed, I didn't even have time to change.
He beckoned me to sit down. "Xiao Jie, how are your sales figures this month?"
"President Zheng, this month, because several of our major clients haven't been doing well, I haven't been able to secure many deposits."
"Oh? Is their business really not good? Xiaojie, don't just believe whatever others say. You need to reflect on yourself and see if there's anything you haven't done well."
"ah?"
President Zheng stood up, walked around the desk, and sat down next to me. "Xiao Jie, you're young and the prettiest in our bank. You shouldn't only be able to attract clients because of this. Your future should be much brighter. I told you this because I value you. After this year, I'll be transferred to a branch. The position of branch manager is for the vice branch manager, but what about the vice branch manager position? You should also try to get it."
When President Zheng suddenly told me all this, I felt a little superior because I was valued. I quickly said, "Thank you, Brother Zheng. I will work hard in the future and live up to your expectations."
"Just doing your job well isn't enough, Xiao Jie." As he spoke, his hand touched my calf and slid little by little up my thigh.
"Brother Zheng, stop." I tried to block his hand with my own.
"You've rejected me so many times, can you just let me have my way this once?" Xiao Jie.
"Brother Zheng, I'm leaving." I said seriously.
"Xiao Jie, I know you don't like me, and I accept that."
"Brother Zheng, that's not what I meant."
"Stop talking. Your brother Zheng is ugly and fat. How could he be worthy of a beauty like you? I should have known better." Zheng Ran brought a cup of tea from his desk and said, "Have some tea to calm down. I will never do what I did today again. I'm sorry, Xiao Jie."
Women are just soft-hearted. Even though they know he's wrong, a few words from him can make them feel guilty. I said, "I didn't mean that, really, Brother Zheng."
"I understand," he said earnestly. "After I'm gone, you have to do a good job. I know you don't want to do those unclean things with the clients. If it really comes down to it, I can transfer you back to do logistics."
I stared blankly at Zheng Ran, and was actually moved by his words.
"The tea is freshly brewed spring tea, have some. I apologize to Brother Zheng for today."
"Thank you, Brother Zheng." Although I don't like the bitterness of tea, I still took a big gulp because of Zheng Ran's words.
"Brother Zheng, I'll be going now." I stood up with a smile and was about to leave the office when Zheng Ran stood up first. "Don't rush to stand up, don't fall."
"How could this be..." Suddenly, I felt a wave of dizziness, and my limbs felt like they had been ripped out of their bones and turned into a pile of flesh. Zheng Ran took a step forward and caught me. "This medicine really works, Xiao Jie. I will take good care of you..."
I couldn't hear what they said after that, and then I fainted.
When I regained consciousness, I felt waves of tingling in my lower body, as if something was entering me again and again. I opened my eyes and saw Zheng Ran.
He ripped my shirt into a mess, pulled my black stockings down to my calves, and his penis was relentlessly thrusting inside me. Yet my body was unusually hot, and my lower body was constantly leaking vaginal fluid.
"Ah~ Brother Zheng, please, please, please stop." I was still completely powerless and could only plead with him desperately.
"You slut, coming to work in open-crotch underwear, so you've wanted this for a while now, huh? What a waste of all the aphrodisiac I used."
Looking at the open-crotch stockings I was still wearing that morning, which I hadn't had time to change out of, I didn't know how to refute it. Perhaps it was the effect of the drug, but the humiliation and pleasure came at the same time. My breasts swayed with Zheng Ran's movements, and my pale thighs were raised high, still wearing half stockings. Every time he entered me, he brought out some of my own vaginal fluid, and my buttocks were soaked with my own vaginal fluid.
"Brother Zheng..." I felt waves of pleasure, a pleasure I had never experienced with my husband.
"You little slut, you usually put on quite a good act." Zheng Ran thrust in and out, and I simply closed my eyes and stopped looking at him, biting my lip and quietly enjoying the feeling of being penetrated.
"Turn around," he said.
I knew he was going to penetrate me from behind. I obediently grabbed his hand from the office sofa, turned around, and presented my white buttocks to him. At this point, there was no point in resisting or wriggling, and besides, I had no strength left.
"Damn slut!" Zheng Ran cursed, slapping my butt hard with his big right hand. "Ouch!" I cried out.
He ignored me. When I turned around, I saw that his purplish-red penis looked like a small dragon about to breathe fire, poised to leap at me.
To be honest, at this point I was already somewhat looking forward to his entry. It was a kind of sexual impulse that had nothing to do with love. However, he kept rubbing against the entrance of my vagina, but he was still unwilling to enter. By this time, my vaginal fluid had already soaked the sofa.
"You little slut, want one?"
I looked back at that thick, thriving thing, feeling the surging desire inside my open-crotch lace panties, and said, "I want it, Brother Zheng, give it to me."
"What are you thinking about? Huh?" He teased me on purpose.
"You big bad guy, you got her using this method and then tortured her."
"I won't give it to you if you don't tell me." He continued to rub his penis against my overflowing vaginal opening, but then disappeared and refused to go any further. I was blinded by desire and tried to pull his penis in with my hands, but I couldn't budge it at all. It was several times bigger than my fingers.
"Brother Zheng, I want a big chicken, give it to me, are you satisfied now? Please give it to me."
Before she could finish speaking, he thrust inside her. A sudden wave of satisfaction washed over her, making her feel like she was about to fly to the clouds. "Brother Zheng is so good, Brother Zheng's big dick, I want it, ah~ so good~ don't be too hard~ don't stop~ you bad man~"
I was rambling incoherently, willingly succumbing to his relentless advances.

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