Let's just treat it as a dream.

There's an old saying: "Living in Chang'an is no easy feat." My wife Lingling and I live in a city that, while not the capital, is still a major metropolis, second only to the capital. The high-pressure, fast-paced life of a typical corporate slave is tiring but also passes quickly; more than three months have gone by in the blink of an eye.

During this time, I've clearly noticed changes in my wife. It's not just that her clothes and appearance have become more sexy; she's also much more open in bed with me. Before, whenever I asked her to give me oral sex, she would always hesitate, and even if she reluctantly agreed, she would only last a few minutes before complaining of being tired.

But now, she's given me oral sex in the living room, on the balcony, and even in the bathroom. And every time, she gives me oral sex until I ejaculate completely in her mouth. As for swallowing semen and facial ejaculation, things she absolutely refused to do before, now it's become a regular occurrence.

My wife herself has also changed somewhat. She wasn't originally a stunning beauty, just the kind that grows on you. However, she has a great figure—a perfectly sized C-cup with a peach-like, perky bottom and a perfect S-curve. My wife used to have a slightly immature demeanor.

But now, for some reason, her breasts seem to have undergone a second puberty, showing a hint of developing into a D-cup. Her initial immaturity has gradually faded, transforming her into a sexy, mature woman. Her complexion is also getting better and better; her rosy cheeks and radiant appearance clearly show that she's been well-cared for by her boss lately.

Actually, although we've only been married for three years, we've been dating since university and living together since graduation. After all these years, we're like an old married couple, and with the pressures of life, the initial passion has long since faded.

So, I actually quite like these changes in my wife. Of course, the only thing that bothers me, or rather, pleases me, is that my wife is coming home later and later, and staying out all night is becoming more frequent. There was even a period when she didn't come home for a whole week, saying she was on a business trip with her boss. Honestly, I don't believe it! I guess she's "on a business trip" to her boss's house?

Today, the company had a power outage; after waiting for more than half an hour, we were finally told to leave early. I had already reached my front door and was just taking out my keys to open it when I suddenly heard an unusual sound!

"Mmm... Ah~ Ah~ Ah..." It was my wife's moans! Was she having an affair with her boss in our house? I quickly put away my keys and cautiously pressed my ear to the door to eavesdrop.

"Mmm~ Mmm~ Mmm... Yong-ge, you're so amazing... Ling'er... So good... Ah~ Ah~" That's it! They really were having an affair in my house!

My little brother immediately sprang to life. Damn it! What a slut! She even brought her boss home! I cursed inwardly, but to be honest, I really wanted to see it for myself, to see how my wife was conquered by her boss. But we were renting a place, and this lousy door was incredibly loud! I definitely couldn't just open the door and go in.

I looked around for a moment, and then... That's it! I remember there was a ventilation window in the passageway next door, with a semi-closed iron fence that I could climb over. About half a meter away on the other side of the fence was one of my windows, small though it was, but I remembered it was closed but unlocked!

Action! I quickly climbed into the house, and sure enough, there it was—my wife's moans, completely unrestrained. Her desperate moans, along with the sounds of flesh colliding, reflected the intensity of their intercourse! However, the passionate couple clearly hadn't noticed the extra person in the room.

I tiptoed to the bedroom door, which was wide open. My wife obviously hadn't expected me, who often worked until 9 or 10 pm, to be home so early, before noon. At this point, I didn't know what was happening inside. If I rashly peeked in, what if they were preparing to do it right in front of the door?

Just as I hesitated, I suddenly heard a man's voice:

"Don't look down! Look at your wedding photos. While you're looking at your wedding photos, your husband in the picture is staring at you, and you're lying on your bed, being fucked from behind by another man. Doesn't that feel amazing?" "Mmm...mmm...Brother Yong...mmm~ah~ah, you...you're so bad...so good...Ling'er...so good...mmm~ah..." At this moment, my wife's voice was filled with an indescribable seductive charm.

However, they were facing the wedding photos on the headboard, so their backs were to the bedroom door. So I boldly peeked into the bedroom...The once clean and tidy bedroom was now littered with the clothes that my boss and wife had taken off. Judging from the scene, they must have been passionately embracing each other, and their clothes were scattered everywhere. On

the large bed where my wife and I were sleeping, a naked man was kneeling on the bed, his lower body thrusting violently back and forth. In front of him, a woman was also kneeling on the bed, and he was pulling her back by her hands. The woman was held tightly behind her back by the man on either side, her hands gripped tightly. Her body was leaning forward at a 45-degree angle, only managing to stay upright on the bed thanks to his pull.

This position allowed the man to penetrate her deeply and violently with each thrust! One can imagine the pleasure the man brought to the woman before him with each complete penetration!

This woman, looking at the wedding photo on the wall above the bed while enduring the violent thrusts of a man who was clearly not her husband, was none other than my beloved little wife, Lingling.

At this moment, my wife was completely naked, except for her long, beautiful legs clad in high black stockings and club-style lace-up heels at least 13cm high. Her smooth, dark hair wasn't styled but rather loosely draped over her shoulders and ears. A few glistening beads of sweat glistened on her fair, smooth shoulders and back, dazzlingly beautiful in the sunlight streaming into the bedroom.

It was clear they had been at it for a while.

"Ah~ ah~ ah~ um... Yong... Brother Yong, you're so amazing!..." My wife was facing away from me, so I couldn't see her expression, but her moans of passion, the alluring blush on her cheeks, and her parted red lips due to heavy breathing all showed that she was completely immersed in extreme pleasure and lust, unable to extricate herself.

"Am I amazing, or is your husband amazing?" "

You... you're amazing... ah~ ah~ ah..."

"So, are you going to let your husband do it, or me?"

"Both... both!"

"No! If your husband does it to you, I won't!"

"Then... then... then I'll let... Brother Yong do it!"

"What if your husband wants to do it to you?"

"Um~ um... then let him... let him, masturbate himself... ah!..." "Haha..." The leader smiled smugly. He was very satisfied with his wife's answer. As a reward, he thrust his lower body even harder! My wife, of course, responded with moans... And I, who was eavesdropping, had long since lost the anger and bitterness I felt when I first learned that my wife had been with her boss. After months of mental struggle, I had gone from numb to feeling the pleasure of being cuckolded.

At this moment, my mind was filled with a strange excitement. Damn it, since I can't resist anyway, I might as well enjoy it! Look at Ling'er's proactive state now, she doesn't have a single bit of resistance! I also put my hand in my pants and started stroking my penis.

But just peeking out the door like this is too dangerous! What if they change positions or turn their heads?

Watching my wife and boss making love intensely on our bed, I, who was now driven by lust, suddenly had a bold idea—I might as well crawl under the bed! Isn't the most dangerous place the safest place? Damn it, I'll do it!

So I bent down, carefully crawled to the foot of the bed, and looked up at the two people on the bed.

From this angle, I could see my boss's penis going in and out of my wife's vagina. Although I couldn't tell how long it was, judging by the distance it traveled in and out, it was definitely longer than mine! And of course, thicker too! With each vigorous thrust, a white, foamy liquid dripped onto the sheets. Looking closer, I realized thankfully my boss was wearing a condom.

I quickly crawled off the bed, feeling a slight sense of relief.

Soon, as the bed shook, my wife's moans grew louder and sharper, and I figured she was close to climaxing. My boss seemed to sense my wife's state too; I noticed the rhythm of his thrusting had noticeably quickened.

Sure enough, a short while later, my wife let out a high-pitched scream: "Ahhh~ I'm... I'm coming! Ah~ Give it to me!... Give Ling'er... orgasm..." As my wife reached her climax, the shaking bed finally quieted down. At this moment, the boss said to my wife: "You little slut, are you enjoying it?" "Mmm, husband, you're so amazing, I love you so much! *kiss*" My wife's voice sounded unusually seductive, and she even seemed to kiss the boss?

"Good girl, let's change positions, I'm not finished yet."

"Mmm, husband, you're so amazing!"

"It's because you're so tempting."

"Hehe..."

The bed shuddered first, then began to shake violently again, and I, below the bed, followed the boss's rhythm and continued to masturbate.

After a while, I ejaculated amidst the sounds of this adulterous couple's slapping and my wife's repeated orgasms, while the boss was still vigorously fucking my wife! I had heard my wife's boss mentioned before; he seemed to be much older than me, but his male assets were truly impressive! I'd already ejaculated, but he still managed to last for several more minutes. And the most crucial thing is, they'd been going on for who knows how long before I arrived!

After a long and passionate encounter, the bed quieted down. My wife and her boss didn't seem to be planning to get dressed and leave immediately; instead, they lay in bed whispering sweet nothings, which made me, hiding under the bed, a little anxious.

"Girl, you're so beautiful, I can't get enough of looking at you."

"You're so annoying, always saying things like that to flatter me..."

"I'm serious, your complexion is getting better and better. It seems like it's all thanks to your husband's care." "You bad boy, all you do is tease me!" my wife said coquettishly.

Actually, I'd noticed it myself lately. My wife, who had looked somewhat haggard from the pressures and琐事 of life, had a much better complexion since she started dating my boss. She seemed to have returned to the youthful state we had when we were in college, like a girl in the throes of first love.

I still remember Lingling back then, her innocent face adorned with two dimples, always radiating a warm and sweet smile, her waist-length hair swaying behind her. When I got close to her face, she would always blush, looking at me with a shy yet expectant expression… Thinking of this, I felt a pang of jealousy and guilt towards my wife. It was all because I was incompetent, having to rely on my wife selling her body for our future… "Brother Yong, it's almost time to go. My husband's about to get off work, and I need to tidy up and air out the room," my wife said gently to her boss.

"Hehe, no rush. Your husband already knows about us, what's there to be afraid of! I'd really like to do it with you in front of him." "Uh… this… this, how could that be? Don't bully me!" My wife's tone was clearly anxious and ingratiating.

"Well… if you don't want to, that's fine, but don't forget what you promised me." "Uh… um… I… I know, give me some time." My wife's tone was clearly reluctant.

Under the bed, I was even more confused. What were they talking about? Before I could think much of it, my husband got up and started getting dressed, while my wife sat down on the edge of the bed, seemingly tidying up.

I was under the bed and could see her legs, still in stockings, and of course, her red strappy high heels – so sexy! I'd never even had my wife serve me in bed while wearing high heels.

My husband's legs were covered in thick, dark hair; apparently, men with more leg hair have higher hormone levels, no wonder he was so vigorous in bed.

They quickly finished getting ready and left together. I crawled out from under the bed and looked at the clean, tidy bed behind me, the sheets already changed. Looking at the headboard, I saw our wedding photo; my wife was nestled beside me, smiling sweetly and happily… If I hadn't seen and heard it with my own eyes and ears today, I simply couldn't imagine that my wife was in our own home, on our own bed, in front of our wedding photo, passionately making love with her husband, and even calling this middle-aged man "husband"!

I cautiously peeked out the window and waited a moment. Sure enough, I saw my wife intimately linked arm in arm with her boss, chatting and laughing as they got into a car parked on the street. Did she really not care about the neighbors and pedestrians around them?

You know, we've lived here for over three years since we got married. We're not exactly acquainted with everyone, but we're at least somewhat familiar with the faces of the people around here.

I sighed. What could I do now? But I still believed in my wife. It was just a fling, after all. Since I couldn't resist, I might as well enjoy it.

Once we've saved enough money, bought a house, and moved away from here, I'll have my wife find a new job and break up with her boss. Then it'll all be over. Let's just treat it as a dream.

[The End]

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