My wife's new job

Rita, my wife, used to work as a warehouse manager in a factory. After about two years, she wanted to try a different job because the location was far from home and the salary was low (although the work was easy).

Let me tell you about my wife, Rita. Although she's not a stunning beauty, she's still quite pretty, an average-looking woman. She's 162cm tall, with fair and delicate skin, and a 34D-24-35 figure. She often gets approached on the street, with people asking if she wants to be friends or have coffee. However, she used to be quite shy and reserved. Before dating me, she only dated one senior from her university for a short time. According to my wife, her relationship with that senior only involved kissing and playing with his large breasts—it was just a casual fling. When she started dating me, it really took me a lot of effort to get her to "reach for second base."

Nourished by love and my encouragement and brainwashing, my wife's personality and clothing gradually became more open. She often wore short skirts and tank tops to work or shopping, and sheer lingerie and thongs were a must-have in the bedroom.

My wife married me about a year after graduating from university. Her first job was relatively simple, but since I worked in sales, my working hours were irregular. Sometimes I had to go out for drinks at night, so I couldn't pick her up from work. Therefore, when my wife said she wanted to change jobs, I didn't object.

Not long after, my wife said she had found a job in sales, but she didn't need to develop new clients; she had existing clients, mostly Japanese. I questioned her, "Honey, are you sure you can do sales?" My wife retorted, "I'll definitely do it..."

Watching my wife go to work in her smart suit every day, I don't know if it was because I was too influenced by Hu Da or because I watched too many pornographic films, but during sex, I kept fantasizing about my wife wearing a short skirt and white shirt, being penetrated in a corner of the office, making lewd noises.

I've been working at the new company for two months now, and things have been going smoothly, maybe because I'm new. Then one day my wife came home and said to me, "Japanese men all seem so lecherous." My heart skipped a beat, and I asked her, "What happened?"

My wife said, "Today a client, Mr. Yamada, came to the company, and the manager introduced me to him. But that Mr. Yamada just held my hand and wouldn't let go. Later, I felt like he kept staring at my chest. It was so annoying!"

I couldn't hide my excitement and said, "Isn't it because you're so beautiful, honey? Your breasts are so big and tempting. That's why that little Japanese guy was drooling. If it were me, I would have dragged you to the bathroom and stripped you naked, hehe!" "Honey, how can you say that? You don't even care if your wife is being bullied like that?" my wife said angrily.

"And the manager also said that I'll be in charge of Mr. Yamada's company affairs from now on, because the purchase amount Mr. Yamada decided on is quite large, so we can't slack off."

"Okay! Honey, that's how sales are! There's nothing you can do if you don't want to. Just use your charm, you can definitely handle Yamada. If there are any problems, I'll help you figure them out." I comforted my wife.

Later, I heard my wife complaining that Yamada kept asking her out for coffee to discuss the purchase, but nothing was finalized yet, and the company manager kept urging her to finalize the deal.

That day, my wife came home from work and said to me, "Honey, Mr. Yamada said he wants to have dinner with me at seven o'clock to make a final decision, so I won't be able to have dinner with you~" "

Then take a shower and change your clothes before you go out! There's still time." While my wife was showering, I picked out a semi-transparent skirt for her, and a shirt with a slightly transparent material for the upper body. I also prepared a set of pinkish-purple bra and thong and put them on the bed.

After taking a shower, his wife saw his clothes and exclaimed, "Honey, are you kidding me?! You gave me this to wear! You have no idea how lecherous Yamada is! He'll see everything!" "Honey, didn't you say Yamada was going to make a decision today? Just show a little bit, give him a taste of what's good for him, and keep teasing him. I guarantee Yamada will sign the contract right away!"

"Oh! If there's any danger, honey, come save me right away!"

"Okay! No problem!"

He watched as his wife swayed her hips, revealing glimpses of her thong, and walked out in pink stilettos.

...

Around ten o'clock, my wife called me and said, "Honey, Mr. Yamada said his colleagues are going to a karaoke bar after working overtime, and he asked us to go and reserve a table, but our Qian Gui karaoke bar is already full! Don't you have a friend named Ade who owns a karaoke bar? Could you ask him for us?" "Okay! I'll ask him and call you later."

People in sales tend to make friends with all sorts of shady characters from various industries. This Ade runs a karaoke bar for people to throw parties. I've been there before with some friends and even had a hostess performer, but my wife has never been.

"Ade, a friend of mine wants to sing karaoke at your place, could you reserve a room for me?" "Brother Xuan, we're brothers! No problem."

"Honey, no problem. The address is Fenggui KTV, No. xx, Chongqing Road, Banqiao. Just tell the receptionist it's Brother Xuan's reservation. Ah, honey, has the contract been signed yet?"

"Not yet, Yamada-san said we'll talk about it after we go to karaoke?"

"Honey, you have to pick me up later!"

"Okay!"

After hanging up, I thought for a moment, got dressed, and drove to Ade's place.

"Brother Xuan, you're here so fast! Your friend hasn't arrived yet." "It's okay! Ade, didn't you tell me your rooms have security cameras? Take me to see them." "Sure!"

When I got to the monitoring room, I was surprised to find that the equipment was really good. There were cameras in the four corners of each room and in the restroom, and they could zoom in and out and record sound. They could even project it onto a big screen, just like in that Sharon Stone movie "Silver Hunt."

After setting up the private room, I saw Yamada and his wife enter. Ade said, "Your friend's girlfriend is pretty hot, and her figure is amazing!"

"Yeah! Okay, go ahead and do your thing!" Ade adjusted the machine settings and then left.

Inside the room, my wife was selecting songs, and the waiter brought in beer and snacks.

"Yamada-san, don't drink any more beer! You're already a little drunk from the sake!" I noticed my wife's face was indeed flushed, which added to her charm.

"Rita, no way! I can tell you can hold your liquor, don't lie to me." And so, they sang song after song, downing glass after glass of beer, without any of Yamada's colleagues showing up. When they sang a love duet, Yamada put his hand on his wife's shoulder. Whether she was a little drunk or immersed in the song, she leaned her head on Yamada's shoulder, her breasts resting against his chest.

"Rita, you sing so well!"

"Thank you, Yamada-san, you sing wonderfully too."

His wife got up to go to the restroom, and when she came back, whether from alcohol or something else, she tripped and fell right onto Yamada.

"Sorry, I'm a little drunk, Yamada-san."

Yamada put his arm around his wife's waist and put her on his lap, saying, "It's okay, you can rest for a bit." His wife struggled a little, then continued singing love songs with Yamada. Yamada's hands roamed restlessly over his wife's waist, moving towards the bottom of her bra. Seeing that his wife didn't seem to mind, Yamada boldly placed his other hand on her thigh.

After finishing the song, his wife said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Yamada-san, give me this case! Our company's service will definitely be excellent, okay?"

His wife saw that Yamada didn't respond. She hurriedly said, "Please, Yamada-san is my first client at the company. I'll be so embarrassed if we don't close the deal!"

Seeing his wife's anxious expression, Yamada grinned and said, "Then Rita, you have to provide excellent service and be very cooperative!" At this moment, his hand had already moved from his wife's slender waist to her breasts and was gently rubbing them.

"Yes, definitely!" my wife replied quickly. "Rita, let's play rock-paper-scissors. The loser drinks a drink and takes off a piece of clothing. If you strip me naked first, I'll sign the contract right away, no more nonsense." "That's not fair! You have to let me win! I only get to take off a piece of clothing after losing twice." I really don't know if my wife was too drunk or if she really wanted to get this deal. Why would she agree?

Seeing this, my penis in the monitoring room was already rock hard, unbearably erect, because I had never seen my wife so seductively nestled in another man's arms.

As a result, my wife won three times in a row at the beginning, stripping Yamada down to his underwear. Yamada was still wearing bullet-shaped underwear, which was already bulging. And my wife's beautiful legs kept rubbing against his bulging penis, making it feel like his underwear was about to burst.

My wife said in a victorious manner, "Yamada-san, surrender!" "I'm sure to win!" the wife thought, so she didn't mind Yamada's hands gently rubbing her breasts and thighs. After all, her husband said he wanted to give her a little treat! And the rubbing felt good; her pussy was starting to itch. She planned to go to the motel with her husband later to celebrate.

Unexpectedly, she lost four rounds in a row. When the wife took off her shirt and skirt, revealing her large breasts and her buttocks clad in pink and purple thongs, Yamada's eyes practically blazed with fire.

"That's not fair! Yamada-san, I keep losing, you have to let me win!" the wife said sweetly, snuggling into Yamada's arms.

At this moment, Yamada brazenly rubbed his wife's breasts through her bra, saying, "Rita, your skin is so white and smooth!"

Then, in the next round, his wife lost again and refused to take her bra off. Yamada said, "If you won't take it off, a kiss will do." His wife and Yamada then began a French kiss, and his hands went directly inside her bra to rub her breasts, making her moan.

"Rita, your breasts are really big and firm!" His wife blushed and nestled against Yamada's shoulder.

"Don't play with my nipples! They're itchy! They're so sensitive there~" she gasped.

Then Yamada pulled down half of his wife's bra, revealing half of her breast. "Rita, your breasts are so beautiful! So big and firm." To be honest, his wife's areolas were really beautiful, a light pink color, and I loved touching them too. I never imagined that a Japanese man like Yamada would be playing with them.

My wife was slumped against Yamada, her nipples slightly erect, emitting soft moans. The entire private room was filled with a lewd atmosphere… I couldn't stand watching from the monitoring room any longer, so I called my wife. Since she had placed her mobile phone on the table as soon as we entered the room, the ringing seemed to startle her awake, and she picked up the phone.

"Hey! Honey, what's up?"

But his wife was still lying on top of Yamada, letting his hands caress her breasts, while his other hand was already wandering over her pinkish-purple thong, kissing her ear all the while... "Honey, are you done singing?"

"Not yet! A little longer."

"How did the deal go? Did Yamada agree? Do you need my help?" "Hmm! Probably not, I can handle it!"

"Little Li wants to play cards with me, so I won't be picking you up!" "Okay! I'll ask Yamada-san to take me home after we've settled things... Honey, if you win, you have to give me a red envelope! Bye-bye."

Sigh! You really can't underestimate women. Half-naked in another man's arms, she's still so calmly answering her husband's questions... Oh.

After hanging up the phone, he looked back into the private room.

"Yamada-san, you're so naughty~~ You kept playing with me while I was talking to my husband, I couldn't take it anymore. You saw everything! Okay, you have to sign the contract!" his wife said coquettishly.

"Alright! Rita, you'll stay with me until tomorrow morning to sign the contract at the company. Otherwise, I can't guarantee I'll even show up at your company tomorrow!"

Before Rita could agree, he started to pull off his wife's bra, exposing her 34D breasts in the private room. His other hand reached for her thong, and he whispered in her ear, "Rita's panties are all wet! You want it, don't you?"

"Don't touch me there! You're making me so itchy!" she said, squeezing her thighs together to prevent Yamada from going any further. But Yamada wasn't in a hurry, because the night was long and he had all night to play with this hot girl.

Soon, Yamada stripped his wife naked in the private room, leaving only her pinkish-purple thong hanging on her left thigh. There were also soft moans and gasps coming from Yamada's body, and I watched my wife's hot performance on the big screen in the monitoring room, like a Japanese AV actress.

My wife, with Yamada's large penis in her mouth, gazed at him with a longing and lewd expression. It almost made me impulsively rush into the private room and have a threesome with Yamada, giving my wife the ultimate pleasure.

Then, Yamada laid my wife down on the sofa, pressing her thighs into an M-shape, exposing her hairless vulva to his gaze.

"Rita, I didn't expect you to be a little white tiger! I heard white tiger girls are the most lewd. Aren't you very slutty?" he said, his hand already kneading my wife's vulva.

"I'm not slutty at all... ah... ah!" My wife was about to retort coquettishly when Yamada started kneading her nipples. My wife couldn't withstand the stimulation and began moaning and groaning lewdly.

"You said you weren't being horny? Rita, your little pussy is all wet, your juices are flowing down your ass! You really want it, don't you?"

"No way!...Mmm...Stop playing with me! It's so itchy...Ahhh~~" My wife wiggled her ass with seductive eyes, her right hand stroking Yamada's throbbing, veiny penis, looking both welcoming and resisting. Even I, as her husband, had never seen my wife so lewd, she was even more so than an AV actress.

I saw Yamada's glans rub against my wife's vaginal opening a few times, then it slid in with a "plop," the whole penis going all the way in, then out, then all the way in again.

"Ahhh~~Ahhh~~~" Maybe it was too stimulating, my wife was screaming wildly: "I can't take it anymore...It's so numb and itchy...Waaah...So good...It's coming again..." I saw my wife was already talking nonsense from pleasure, and I was about to explode with excitement.

"Rita, your pussy is so tight! So much juice and so slippery, it feels amazing! Taiwanese women are so good, beautiful, great figures, and they moan so well..."

After about forty minutes, Yamada pulled out and ejaculated on his wife's face, covering her in semen.

After resting for a while, I saw the two of them leave the KTV arm in arm. I rushed home, still feeling unsettled. Back home, thinking about what happened in the private room, I unconsciously masturbated again, and then drifted off to sleep. When I woke up, I realized my wife wasn't home. I thought to myself, "Yamada must have taken her to his house. She probably didn't sleep all night!"

[The End]

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