What can save you! My wife 3-5

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********** ... "But making love this morning felt so good, I came twice, it was so amazing," Yun said sweetly. "Bin, I want more..." "Stop fooling around, or we'll be late," I said. What's wrong with Yun? She's rarely this proactive before, but today she's acting like this. Is she trying to comfort me about what happened last night? At the same time, I started to doubt my previous thoughts. If Yun really cheated last night, she shouldn't have so much energy this morning. I must have misunderstood. Yun and the others just went out for a few drinks. Her stammering is probably because she drank too much. I comforted myself, feeling much more at ease, but another strange feeling arose in my heart. Was it disappointment or loss? I couldn't say for sure. "What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up, I want more. Do you want me to lick you until you're hard?" Yun said, getting up, and actually going to lick my penis. "You're only just over thirty, and you can't even serve me anymore? Let me tell you, if you don't satisfy me, I'll find someone else to feed me..." Although I knew Yun was joking, for some reason, I was really too sensitive to say something like that to her. Would she really do that? I couldn't help but ask myself again, and thinking of the guy at the bar, I got a little angry again. I straightened my clothes and said, "Look at the time! You're really going to be late!" "Hehe, let's both take the day off and have some fun," Yun said, half-jokingly. "If we both take the day off, what will we eat? I'm really going to be late, I'm leaving now," I said. "Okay, but you can't be angry anymore. I'm going home late because of work. You know, companies like ours are really hard to get into. If I quit, you won't be able to support me." Yun stood up and came to me, hugging my neck and whispering, "Take care on the way, darling. I'll always love you, no matter what happens." "I know, my little darling, I'm leaving now. You should hurry up and get to work too." I flicked her nose. "I'm not in a hurry. I was with clients late last night, and I have the morning off. Hehe, I'm going to sleep now, and I'll bother you again tonight!" Yun said playfully, running to the bedroom and actually lying down on the bed. I shook my head helplessly and left the house. For the next few days, Yun was quite punctual, and we enjoyed each other's company. But this blissful period didn't last long before something even more infuriating happened. After these few days of blissful intimacy, the conflict between Yun and me had vanished, and we agreed to go to a scenic area in the suburbs for a relaxing weekend trip. On Friday afternoon, I asked my department manager for a short break and went to the supermarket to buy Yun some snacks and other convenience foods, preparing for our weekend outing. When I returned home with a large bag of groceries, it was already late. As soon as I opened the door, I shouted, "Wife, I'm home!" But Yun wasn't home. Where was she? Wasn't she off work yet? Why hadn't she called me? I took out my phone to call Yun, but found an unread text message from her. I must have missed it because of the noise on the way. "Bin, a very important client came this afternoon. The company is entertaining them tonight, and the boss wants me to accompany them. I'll be home a little late tonight. Don't worry about me, love you!" Another client appointment ? I was incredibly reluctant. Looks like I'll be eating dinner alone again tonight. I quickly made something in the kitchen and put it on the table. Seeing the table reminded me of that crazy morning, and I couldn't help but smile. These past few days have been so wonderful. My wife gets up every morning to cook for me, and she even gives me massages in the evening. It's a pity she's not home tonight, and I haven't made any plans for tomorrow's outings yet. Just as I was about to eat, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find Xiaoyun. What's this little girl doing here? "Brother-in-law, where's my sister?" Xiaoyun exclaimed as she entered. "I need to ask her something." "What is it? Your sister isn't home," I said. "Really? When is she coming back? If we still have time, let's play for a while." She then pounced on me, wrapping her arms around my neck. That hug was significant; I could clearly feel her enormous breasts pressing against my chest. No wonder she said they were big; it seemed she wasn't exaggerating. "Alright, alright, you're really something. Can't Xiao Wu satisfy you? You're so sexually frustrated!" I pushed her away to avoid an awkward situation. "Xiao Wu is great too, but I have a bigger appetite. If you and Xiao Wu come together, let's have a threesome, I think that's perfect!" Xiao Yun was truly incorrigible, her mouth immediately spouting lewd remarks. "By the way, where did my sister go?" "You don't know? She's with a client. She said your company has a very important client." My heart started pounding. Was Yun lying to me? "I really didn't know, but with an important client, our finance department's lecherous supervisor should be there to keep him company, right? I saw him go home today; his wife picked him up." Xiaoyun was also puzzled. "Brother-in-law, is it because you're not good enough? Did my sister go to find another man? Let me try, see if yours is up to par." As she finished speaking, her hand actually reached for my penis. I quickly blocked it with my hand. "Don't be silly, I'll really get angry if you keep doing this." "Brother-in-law, don't worry, my sister isn't that kind of person. It smells so good, I haven't eaten yet. What did you make?" This little girl wasn't polite at all. After saying that, she sat down, ready to eat. "Wait, I haven't eaten yet. Will I go hungry if you eat?" I quickly tried to grab the bowl away, but Xiaoyun was faster, already firmly protecting the bowl in front of her chest. "If you try to take it again, I'll yell that you're molesting me and grabbing my breasts!" Xiaoyun said loudly and unreasonably. "How can you be so stingy at your age?" It seemed she was determined to freeload off me tonight. I couldn't do anything about it, so I took out some of the food I bought that afternoon and sat down to eat. "Brother-in-law, don't be angry. I won't eat your food for nothing," Xiaoyun said, blinking her big eyes. "I'll definitely repay you." "You're not going to offer yourself to me again, are you? I wouldn't dare accept that," I said irritably. " Dream on. Although I, Zhang Xiaoyun, have seen countless men, I'm not that worthless. Brother-in-law, my sister has recently become an official. Does she often come home late? I can be your spy and report my sister's whereabouts to you at any time," Xiaoyun said mysteriously. "Forget it, spy? I'll be happy if you don't sell me out. Besides, what can you find out? You won't find out anything even if your sister isn't home tonight," I said deliberately to tease her.

"That was because I wasn't paying attention. I'm very clear about separating work and personal life. If I eat your cooking, I'll definitely work hard for you. Don't worry, I'll take good care of you," Xiaoyun said, patting her chest.

After chatting with Xiaoyun for a while, I finally learned why she came tonight. It turned out that Xiao Wu's rental apartment outside the company had expired, and the landlord had rented it to someone else, so Xiao Wu had nowhere to live. Fortunately, Yun had a single dormitory room at the company, which she rarely lived in, and Xiaoyun wanted Xiao Wu to stay there for a while until she found a place to live.

After dinner, Xiaoyun left. After I finished tidying up, I looked at the clock on the wall. It was already nine o'clock at night. Why hadn't Yun come back yet? I picked up my phone and called Yun, but I couldn't get through.
What was going on? I started to get really anxious, pacing aimlessly around the room
with the phone in my hand. I turned on the TV again, holding the remote, constantly changing channels. Although my eyes were on the TV, I couldn't concentrate on watching it. My mind was full of thoughts about Yun. Where had she gone? All night, my hands were glued to my phone and the TV remote, but I couldn't get through to Yun.
Time ticked by with the clock on the wall. When I looked up again, it was past midnight, but Yun's phone was still unreachable. I felt inexplicably irritated. I threw my phone on the table, turned off the TV, and lay down on the sofa.

I grabbed a cigarette from the coffee table, and surprisingly, I lit one, even though I never smoke. I don't like cigarettes, but I took a puff anyway. Caught off guard, a thick cloud of smoke filled my lungs, and I coughed violently.

I stopped inhaling and just stared blankly at the wisps of smoke rising into the air. Looking at the smoke, I felt a sense of despair. I didn't know what would happen to Yun and me. If things continued like this, I might really break down. But what I thought about most was our relationship. What could I do now? What did I need to do?

I woke up at 8 a.m., and Yun still hadn't returned. I picked up the phone again, but it still wouldn't connect. Oh my god, what if something happened to Yun? Should I call the police? What should I do? Suddenly, I thought of Xiaoyun again.

I immediately called Xiaoyun, and after a while, she answered. She immediately yelled at me, "Aren't you annoying? It's so early in the morning, can't a person get some sleep?!"

"Xiaoyun, don't be angry. I wouldn't call you if there wasn't something wrong. Your sister hasn't come back yet, and I can't get through to her. Could you please ask her colleagues at the company if she's there?" I said.

"Really? I'll ask right away and call you back." That's Xiaoyun for you—her anger comes and goes quickly.

A little while later, Xiaoyun called back to tell me that no one knew where Yun had gone; they only saw her leave with her company's boss after work yesterday. Xiaoyun comforted me, telling me not to worry, saying that something must have happened at the company, otherwise Yun would have called me.

I had no choice but to give up the idea of calling the police. It wasn't until 11 o'clock that Yun finally called me. "Bin, I'm so sorry, there was a confidential meeting at the company last night. I didn't have time to tell you before my phone was taken away. I'll be home after lunch, please don't be angry with me."

"Oh, come home early." I replied coldly and hung up.

At 2 pm, Yun finally returned, looking exhausted. I glanced at her but didn't say anything.

"I'm back. I didn't expect a big client to suddenly come. All the meeting content had to be kept confidential, and my phone was taken away before I could even make the call," Yun explained.

"Oh, then you should rest! You look so tired," I replied casually, my face expressionless.

"What's wrong with you? I'm just doing this for work too. Besides, if I don't work, your salary won't be enough for both of us!" Yun also expressed strong dissatisfaction.

"You think I don't earn enough?! Yeah, I can't support you! I know you just look down on me. Why did you marry me in the first place?" I finally exploded.

"Bin, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?" Yun's eyes were already red. "Do you think I want to stay out here? It's all for our future. Otherwise, why would I work so hard? I could just find a comfortable job and sit there!" "

You should find a job like that, so we don't have to be unhappy all the time!" I didn't back down.
"Bin, why have you become so petty? Are you even a man?" Yun was already sobbing.

"Alright, alright, you're tired too. Go and rest." I can't stand seeing women cry, so I took her hand and led her to the bedroom.

Yun was really angry. She shook off my hand and went to the bedroom by herself.

I sat blankly on the sofa. Was it really my fault? Was I really being too petty? We had planned to go out and relax together for several days, and now it was all ruined. How could I not be angry?

But according to Xiaoyun, it was Yun and her boss who left that afternoon. Such an important meeting, so many high-level leaders didn't attend. Was she, a mere deputy director of the office, supposed to go?
The more I thought about it, the more something felt off, but I didn't dare ask her again. Besides, she should have turned off her phone after hanging up; why was it always unreachable? She could have called me before hanging up, under someone's supervision. What was wrong? My mind was a complete mess, and I couldn't make heads or tails of it.

Over the next few days, things suddenly became very cold between us. I don't know what Yun was thinking, but I was listless all the time, lacked enthusiasm for work, and kept making mistakes. I even received a stern warning from my boss. If things continued like this, I might be transferred to a branch office in a remote area.
Yun didn't seem to be doing much better either; sometimes she would secretly wipe away tears and didn't want to talk to me much. We seemed to be growing increasingly distant.

I thought things would get better after a while, that Yun might consider my feelings, or that she might cook me a meal like last time. But I was wrong. Yun was probably really angry with me. Sometimes I would deliberately try to make conversation with her, but she would be indifferent. Sometimes at night, when I wanted to, I would give her hints, but she would pretend not to notice and continue watching her TV or using her computer.
Did Yun really stop loving me? Did she have someone else? This became the question that had been bothering me the most these past few days. How could we restore our loving life from before? Just thinking about it was giving me a real headache.

I started paying attention to Yun's phone calls and text messages. Whenever I had the chance, I would pick up her phone and look at it, trying to find some clues. But I was disappointed; there was nothing there, just some mundane messages between friends. But I noticed that whenever Yun received a text message at home, no matter what she was doing, she would immediately check it, and sometimes she would delete it after reading it. This made me even more uneasy. Although I didn't say anything, it made me even more anxious.

I even considered whether it was necessary to install a phone eavesdropping device on her, but that's unrealistic. First, the vendors selling such devices are very discreet, and I wouldn't be able to find them. Second, even if I did install it, what could I do if I heard it? It would only push our relationship to the brink.

After this cold war, it seems that Yun also harbors deep resentment towards me. Several times after work, even though there were no social engagements at work, she would find excuses to go out to dinner with Xiaoyun. Over time, Xiaoyun also noticed something. Whenever Yun went to see Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun would pester her to buy groceries and cook at my house. During dinner, she would often tease us, and it was clear that Xiaoyun was deliberately trying to ease the tension between us.

As time went on, Yun rarely visited Xiaoyun anymore. Whenever there were work-related social events, Xiaoyun would attend, which led to her coming home even later, sometimes until 2 or 3 AM, and sometimes not coming home at all. I couldn't help but argue with her several times, even questioning her about what she considered me and this family. Each time, the argument ended badly with her crying and sobbing.

Several times, I really wanted to have a serious talk with her about what was wrong between us, whether she still loved me, but every time I tried, she made excuses to avoid it. It's true what they say, a woman's heart is unfathomable. If she no longer loves me, I can't keep her even if I wanted to. If she still loves me, why is she treating me like this? Perhaps she's conflicted right now, after all, we've been together for more than a year or two.
Sometimes I ask myself, do I still love Yun? Do I still care about Yun? This is truly a heartbreaking question, and sometimes I don't even know the answer myself. If I don't love her anymore, why do I still care about her so much? If I still love her, how can we call it love given our current situation?

Xiaoyun, on the other hand, really keeps her word. She's called me several times to report on Yun's whereabouts—which clients came today, Yun went to drink with clients, which boss came tomorrow, and she went to a sauna… basically all work-related matters. It makes me feel like she's actually helping Yun get time off.

I don't want to think about these troublesome things anymore, so I occasionally joke around with Xiaoyun on the phone, chatting about random things. Sometimes Xiaoyun is quite considerate, cooking for me, and sometimes she insists on dragging me along to be a third wheel, accompanying her and Xiaowu on their date. Actually, I know she's afraid I'll be lonely, deliberately finding opportunities to comfort me, after all, it's for Yun's sake; they are, after all, good friends. Gradually,

I've become numb, getting used to this kind of life. Yun's work is getting busier and busier; she basically never comes home on time, and sometimes she even stays out overnight. We occasionally have sex, but it's not very enjoyable. The passion and understanding we used to have are gone …

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... Bin loves me very much. Although he doesn't say many sweet words, his love for me is genuine, and he takes great care of me, which is why I chose him. My company is much larger than Bin's, and my income is naturally good. Although our combined salaries don't allow us to live a life of luxury, we can easily make ends meet with a little savings. We met by chance at work. He was attracted to my temperament, and I'm sure I was also attracted to my stunning figure. His honest and straightforward nature also touched me. After a simple wedding, we started our family. I always thought we were very happy and fulfilled, until I met my college sweetheart… Yong was my first love and my only boyfriend in college. He was a typical rich second-generation heir. He pursued me relentlessly throughout college, but because of the disparity in our circumstances, I never agreed. Finally, in my final year of college, I was moved by his sincerity and started dating him. (Note: The last sentence about curtains is unrelated and appears to be a separate thought.) As soon as I entered the reception room, Yong immediately locked the door. "Draw the curtains, I have something to tell you." I drew the curtains completely, but before I could even turn around, Yong had already hugged me from behind. "What are you doing? This is the company, please let me go." I whispered. "You're so heartless. You kept me up all night last night, and I came here today specifically to settle the score with you." Yong whispered in my ear, his breath tickling my ear. "Yun, I really didn't sleep last night, my mind was full of you." Yong's two strong hands were wrapped around my chest, and I felt short of breath, but at the same time, I had a strange feeling. Yong was speaking in my ear, and his breathing became slightly rapid. His mouth was very close to my ear, and I felt a warm breath spread from my ear to my whole body. His full lips drew closer and closer to my ear, finally touching it. Yong breathed heavily as he kissed me, the ticklish sensation growing stronger, my body weakening. I involuntarily closed my eyes, letting Yong gently suckle my earlobe. Yong 's arms loosened their grip, but his hands remained on my chest, no longer just embracing me, but kneading my breasts through my clothes. I trembled involuntarily; I couldn't believe how sensitive I had become. Waves of pleasure surged from my breasts and hairline throughout my body, my breathing quickening. Yong's hot lips moved from my ear to the back of my neck, and I turned my head to one side, trying to expose more of my neck. Yong led me slowly towards the sofa, and under his kisses and caresses, I was unknowingly brought there. Yong maintained his embrace from behind, but his lips had moved from the back of my neck to my cheek, occasionally licking it lightly with his tongue. "It's so itchy, ah, really..." Yong's lips were already covering mine, and half of what I wanted to say was swallowed back down my throat. I stuck out my tongue in response, and Yong greedily sucked my tongue into his mouth, sucking so hard it hurt. I felt conquered, letting him suck my tongue. I don't know when, but my coat had been unbuttoned, and the top three buttons of my shirt had been undone. Yong's hands were already inside my clothes, kneading my breasts through my bra. My sensations grew stronger, and my thighs felt incredibly wet and hot. The bra I was wearing today was open from the front, and Yong skillfully unhooked the middle clasp, revealing my two white, tender breasts. Yong gently rubbed them with both hands, one in each hand, occasionally flicking my nipples. Yong slowly kissed his way down my neck from my lips, eventually reaching my breasts. He eagerly took my right nipple into his mouth, gently twisting my left nipple between his thumb and forefinger. A strong electric current surged through my body from both nipples, and I could clearly feel my vagina was already very wet. I cupped Yong's head in my hands, gently stroking his hair, and pressed his head against my breasts, closing my eyes to enjoy the pleasurable sensation. Yong also pulled my skirt up to my waist. Our company requires us to wear stockings to work, and today I was wearing light gray pantyhose with white lace panties underneath, which must have looked incredibly sexy through the gray stockings. Yong laid me flat on the sofa, kissing my breasts while stroking my vagina through the stockings and panties. Oh my god, I couldn't take it anymore, but I dared not make a sound, afraid my colleagues outside would hear. I could only softly moan, expressing my pleasure. Finally, under Yong's relentless assault, a powerful pleasure spread throughout my body from my vagina, and a gush of hot, wet fluid gushed out. Oh my god, I lost it.

Yong sensed my pleasure, stopped stroking me, and helped me up. He whispered in my ear, "Yun, I want to go inside, okay?"

Yong's words jolted me awake. Oh my god, this was the company's reception room! My colleagues were just a pane of glass away. What if we were discovered?

"No, I'll be too ashamed to be here if anyone finds out," I quickly refused.

"Then what about my little Yong?" Yong pulled my hand and placed it on his penis.

Even through his pants, I could feel the hardness of his penis. It was so big! I couldn't help but stroke it a few times.

"Give it to me," Yong pleaded.

"No, really no, I can't," I said hesitantly. "How about I let you touch it?"

I said, unbuckling Yong's belt and taking his penis out of his underwear, gently stroking it up and down with my hand.
Yong leaned back comfortably on the sofa, one hand caressing my breasts. I looked at his penis in my hand, silently comparing it to Bin's. Hmm, Yong's penis was indeed longer than Bin's; no wonder it felt so good inside. Yong's glans was particularly large, like a small egg. Bin's was also large, but overall smaller than Yong's. The thickness was probably similar, but it felt harder. However, Yong lasted longer than Bin, and Yong gave me a more intense orgasm. As
I stroked Yong's penis, my mind wandered, and my vagina involuntarily leaked fluid, which clung uncomfortably to my underwear.

After a while, my hands were getting sore. I looked up at Yong and said, "Okay, let's go out quickly, or people outside will start gossiping again."

"Aren't you torturing me? You made me hard last night and then left me hanging, and now you're doing it again.
I don't care, you have to get it out for me, or I'll fuck your pussy." Yong said a little angrily.
"How am I supposed to do it? My hands are sore." I said aggrievedly, "Why don't you just hurry up and get it out?"
"Find a way yourself, you can't just let me go like this." Yong said, "How about I use my mouth? I love it when you suck it."

"You're so mean, you're bullying me." I said coquettishly, but I still bent down and took his penis into my mouth.
Because Yong's penis was too big, I tried my best to take it in, but I could only take it halfway in. I licked the glans with my tongue while using my hand to stroke the base of his penis.

Yong's breathing grew heavier, and the pressure of his kneading my breasts increased. Infected by his emotions, I touched my own vulva through my stockings and panties with my left hand.

Suddenly, Yong grabbed my head and thrust his penis upwards rapidly. I felt it was fully inside my throat, almost completely inside my mouth. The pressure made me gag.
I tried to spit it out, coughing twice, but Yong held my head tightly, preventing me from moving. As Yong thrust in and out of my mouth, after a while, I finally got used to it, and the gagging lessened.

Yong became increasingly excited, his penis moving in and out of my mouth faster and faster, while I rubbed my vulva harder and faster, but it still wasn't enough.

I couldn't resist reaching inside my panties and inserting my fingers directly into my vulva, thrusting them in and out. My vulva was soaking wet; my panties and stockings were completely soaked with vaginal fluid.

With a low growl, Yong ejaculated his thick, sticky semen into my mouth, some even shooting down my throat and into my esophagus. My vagina, under my rapid thrusting, gushed out another stream of fluid, and I experienced my second orgasm after Yong's.

Yong pulled his penis out of my mouth, my mouth full of semen, unable to speak. I tried to find a tissue to spit it out, but couldn't. Yong cupped my face in his hands, gazing at me with deep affection; I knew he wanted me to swallow it.

Although I had given oral sex to both Bin and Yong before, I had never swallowed semen. So I shook my head at Yong, but he continued to look at me affectionately. Mischievously, I put my mouth towards Yong's. He hadn't expected this move and took a half-step back, placing his hand on my mouth. Looking at his embarrassed state, I wanted to laugh, but my mouth wouldn't open.

Seeing Yong's adorable expression, I couldn't bear to go against his wishes and gulped down his semen.
I never imagined my first time tasting a man's semen would be here.

Yong, a look of satisfaction on his face, pulled me into his arms, gently kneading my soft, white breasts. "Yun, you're so good to me. Let's have dinner together tonight, to make up for yesterday's celebration dinner. I'll pick you up after work."

I didn't answer, but simply rested my head gently on his broad shoulder.

[The End]

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