My drunk wife was raped in front of me

My wife's name is Ren Nian, she's 29 years old and works for a foreign trade company. Back when she was studying at the foreign language institute, she had a large following, which speaks volumes about her looks and figure. You might not believe she's untainted by the world, but it's true. Although Ren Nian loves to have fun and can be quite wild, deep down she's a traditional and conservative girl. We dated for six years, but it wasn't until our wedding night that my wife gave me her virginity.

After graduation, thanks to her excellent grades, fluent spoken English, stunning figure, and beautiful appearance, Ren Nian easily landed a job at a sizable local foreign trade company. In the six years since, the young girl has grown into a top performer, highly regarded by the boss. She's risen rapidly through the ranks, from junior supervisor to sales manager, and now sales director. Deals that are usually difficult to close are almost guaranteed to be secured whenever my wife takes the lead.

Of course, the secret lies in her youth, beauty, and skillful use of charm. She handles things perfectly, and I have great faith in her abilities, so I never worry about her when she goes out to meet clients. At most, she might get a little cuddled, or she might try to seduce him with alcohol and sweet talk. Few clients can resist her coquettish persuasion, and even the most difficult clients eventually sign the agreement willingly.

Ren Nian manages about 20 sales staff, 15 or 16 of whom are men. Anyone in sales knows that men rely on thick skin, while women rely on shamelessness. My wife is shrewd; she's managed to keep both her reputation and her body intact. She uses sweet talk to win people over, takes the sweet talk, and even returns the sweet talk to the other party. I'm very proud and gratified to have such a wife.

Because my job pays well, and in the short two years since we got married, her income, plus my stock options at work, has made our lives more comfortable than our peers. We not only bought a multi-million dollar apartment in the most upscale serviced apartments in the city center, but we also have our own BMW. Logically, I should be very satisfied with my life now, but no…

1. Boring

I don't know when it started, but Ren Nian and I have had less and less sex, and the attraction between us has weakened. Is it because we're too busy with work? Or is it because we've lost interest? I don't know. To outsiders, we're a perfect couple, a match made in heaven. Our privileged life is the envy of everyone. Only we know that life is slowly devouring our passion, leaving us like two walking corpses. Gradually, she'll always use excuses like working overtime, being tired, wanting to postpone it, or not feeling well. And when she's in the mood again, my mechanical attempts to please her never seem to bring her to orgasm.

I've been sleeping in the study for almost half a year now. In these six months, I've experienced many firsts in my life: my first time on Caoliu (a Chinese online forum), my first time reading Chunman Siheyuan (another Chinese online forum), and my first time seeing Hu Zuofei's masterpiece. That night, I was so excited I couldn't sleep. I both resent my own depravity—how could I like this type of article, how could I be so excited after reading it? Yet, I'm also delighted, delighted that after reading these articles, my passion for my wife is slowly being rekindled. I fantasize that the heroine in the articles is my beloved wife, Ren Nian, fantasizing about her being unknowingly lifted up by a man and forcefully penetrated…

Of course, this is impossible. I have my job, I have my social standing. My wife has her career, and it's hard to imagine the embarrassing situation we would face if such a thing actually happened. All of this can only exist in my fantasies. While having sex with my wife, fueled by these fantasies, that day I gave her an unprecedented orgasm…

II. Promotion

My wife's sales performance was getting better and better. This time, it was a Russian client who, after three or four salespeople in the company had failed, had no choice but to ask my wife for help. As the sales director, I certainly couldn't give up on such a big client easily. So, my wife, along with two assistants, invited the client to a buffet at the city's most upscale five-star hotel. During the meal, my wife was impeccably dressed, wearing a light purple business suit, exuding elegance and a touch of ethereal charm. After taking her seat, she naturally took off her purple jacket, revealing a white floral-collared blouse that hugged her full 34B bust. Her waistline was perfectly proportioned, and her buttocks were slightly raised a third of the way up in the chair, outlining the perfect proportions of an Eastern woman. Her long hair was elegantly styled in a bun at the back of her head, and her light makeup was neither impolite nor overly deliberate. Beneath her long eyelashes were a pair of eyes that could captivate anyone's soul.

English and Russian took turns, along with vodka, beer, and Wuliangye liquor—after several rounds, the Russian guy finally gave in. His former arrogance vanished, replaced by a gentle iron man, obediently signing the agreement. When it came time to pay, he even insisted on paying, saving the company another penny. Their boss invited my wife; it's truly a blessing from a past life. Apparently, this one deal alone will bring their company at least 30 million in revenue, net profit… Damn, it's a shame I don't understand this industry, and I've heard it's very murky. Otherwise, with such a capable wife, I might as well start my own foreign trade company.

III. Celebrating Victory

With such achievements, a celebration banquet was inevitable. And that's where the exciting story begins.

My wife attends dozens of celebration banquets like this every year. Today is a little special; it's both the tenth wedding anniversary of their boss and his wife and the fifteenth anniversary of the company's founding. Add to that this huge order, and my wife's promotion from Sales Director to Senior Sales Director—don't underestimate those two extra titles. It means her salary will at least double, and her year-end cash bonus will start at least at 500,000 RMB.

The celebration banquet was, of course, held at a five-star hotel in the city, with hundreds of employees celebrating together, while some mid- to high-level leaders enjoyed drinks and conversation in private rooms. They had extended a warm invitation to me, but firstly, I didn't have the time, and secondly, I really disliked such boisterous occasions. So I politely declined, and my wife, knowing my feelings, didn't press the issue.

That night, I happened to finish work at the company early, grabbed a quick bite downstairs, and then went home alone, feeling utterly bored. I opened Chunman and started reading a novel… One exciting story after another got my blood pumping, especially the parts where the wives were drugged by their husbands and then had their friends rape them, or the wives were drunk and being cheated on. These parts really excited me…

Before I knew it, the clock had struck one, and my wife still hadn't returned. A sense of foreboding crept in… I dialed her number. She was clearly quite drunk on the other end. Of the five sentences she spoke, four were directed at others, and only one was an answer to me. This annoyed me, and I quickly hung up. Recalling the scene from the call, it seemed to be in a large karaoke room. Judging from the atmosphere, there were at least twenty men and women. Although the exchange was brief, I managed to glean some essential information: "It's not over yet," "I'm going to sleep," "She'll be back around three…"
While reading the article, imagining my wife Ren Nian becoming the center of attention at the KTV, I unknowingly fell asleep.

IV. Going Home

Suddenly, the phone rang, startling me awake. Seeing that it was my wife calling, I thought she might have forgotten her keys, so I quickly answered. A man's voice came from the other end: "Brother Huan, this is Liu Qiang. Sister Nian is drunk. I took her downstairs. Could you please come down and meet her?"

这里要交代一下，由于我住的属于酒店式公寓的顶层２８楼，是一梯一户的，进出电梯需要刷房卡才能启动电梯，并且自动识别住户楼层，在一定程度上保证了私密性，但却有那么一些不方便。假设在我楼下是我的朋友，我要去他家做客，我就必须坐电梯下到一楼，然后他也到一楼来接我，然后刷他家的房卡，直达２７楼。扯远了一些，正是由于这样不方便的设置，任念的同事刘强就必须打电话给我。

挂下电话我便急急忙忙的往楼下冲，一来关心老婆，二来是不放心这个刘强。这个刘强听老婆说过几次，为人比较好色，经常出去嫖妓，由此甚至被公安抓了，还是他们部门一个同事去帮忙保出来的。现在任念跟他单独相处，我怎能不着急。

坐了电梯下楼，看见刘强的车停在楼门口，他在车旁抽着烟，人还算帅气，但是穿的很随便，一件ＰＯＬＯ衫，一条宽松的沙滩短裤，一双凉鞋。

见我出来，立刻丢掉烟头，迎上来说：「欢哥，念姐今天喝太多了。刚才都吐了，快扶她回去吧。」我说「真麻烦你了，小刘。多谢啊！」刘强说：「欢哥这是哪里的话啊，念姐平时挺照顾我们的，我偶尔照顾一下她也是应该的啊。」
这个时候，不知为何，我听到这个「照顾」这个词，总觉得那么别扭。但是也没有多想，就从车里扶出已经不省人事的小念。一袭黑色连衣小短裙此刻已经皱皱巴巴，胸前还有一些水渍，我抱着她的上身把她往车外拉，身上的酒味确实浓烈，而小念就这么瘫软着任由我抱着拖着，心理犯起嘀咕，便问刘强：刚才她就喝成这样了？你们是怎么把她弄上车的啊？

刘强赶忙说：刚才念姐还有意识的，估计是太累了，后来睡着的吧。别说那么多了，赶紧扶她回去吧。

我抱着小念，就像拖着一具尸体一样费力的走到楼门口，由于她实在瘫软的厉害，我仅靠一只手是无法完全抱稳她的，虽然她的体重只有９０多斤，但当一个９０多斤的人完全无意识的时候，你就知道那是什么概念了。在楼门口，我狼狈的翻着房卡，这时候原本准备上车离开的刘强看我这么狼狈，便走上前来说：「欢哥，我看你一个人太辛苦，我帮你一起把念姐送上去吧。」我的确力不从心，便说：「那就麻烦你了，刚好上楼也喝杯水。」

五、试探

刘强也不客气，拉起小念的一个手臂，就环绕在自己的脖子上，就这样我们一左一右的驾着小念，我摸出了房卡，打开电梯，拖着她进来。

电梯里是大理石地板，在进来的一个瞬间，我好像隐约看到刘强背后那只手好像扶的不是小念的腰部，而是屁股。而且更让我不确定且吃惊的事，好像小念没有穿内裤。

我感觉有点懵，惶神中进了电梯都忘记了刷卡。不是刘强提醒，恐怕我还继续傻乎乎的站在哪里等着。由于刷卡的操作面板在电梯左侧，而我和刘强驾着小念进电梯就径直走到了右后侧，小念又没有了意识，全身瘫软，我又不敢完全放手，只好拜托刘强，帮我扶紧点儿，让她先靠在电梯墙上，我好抽身出来刷卡。
说起来就是两步的距离，却让两个男人这么狼狈，确切的说是我一个。因为当我刷完卡回头走向他们的时候，我看刘强搂着小念，确切的说应该是互相搂着，搂的很紧。刘强左手拉着环绕过自己脖子小念的左手，右手在小念的身后，也许是在腰部，也许是在臀部。

当我走过去扶起小念垂下的右手，不经意向她身后一瞥，让我心里一惊。刘强的手根本不在小念的腰上，而是在她的裙子里……如果没有在春满和草
榴受过这么多的熏陶，恐怕我第一反应一定是抽他丫的。但是，此刻我只有兴奋。很难想象，端庄而又精明，外表新潮而内心保守的老婆小念，竟被她的下属在老公面前悄悄揩?油。

我俩就在电梯里有一搭没一搭的聊着，具体说了什么早已忘记，我的心只放在裙底的那只手上，我低头看着自己的拖鞋，地上六只脚，中间两只小巧粉嫩的是我老婆小念，再往下看，隐隐约约能够看到黑色大理石上小念裙底风光的倒影。胯间有一只手进进出出，不是我的，是刘强的手。

从一楼到二十八楼，平时只要１分半的时间，而今晚仿佛有１个半小时。我侧过脸看着小念的脸庞，俏丽的面容微微皱眉，小脸红扑扑的，煞是美艳动人。淡淡的妆容已经有些花了，但是不影响她的俏丽，相反更有一种迷惑力。

随着电梯的上升，感觉小念的身体也在微微的上下蠕动，我的左手拉着她的右臂，我的右手抓着卡撑着电梯右侧保持平衡，眼睛努力的盯着地板，小念两腿之间的倒影。我终于看清了，是刘强的手，而且我可以很确定的是，小念没有穿内裤，而此刻刘强的中指正在小念的阴道里进进出出，并不是电梯在晃动，而是小念被刘强指奸的上下蠕动。

这个小子太胆大了，跟我聊些有的没的，分散我注意力，而他却在我，小念正牌老公面前，偷偷用手指插着我老婆的阴部。我陷入神游，无数的问题涌上心头。他们是什么时候结束的庆功会？刘强是直接送老婆回来的么？还是先带着不省人事的老婆，随便找个停车场，只用花个５块１０块，就可以真刀真枪的干到自己的上司，也是公司里最美艳的女人？换做是我，相信也不会放过这样的机会！一定是的，否则小念的内裤怎么会不见呢。

但是刘强怎么会那么傻，既然偷奸，怎么会把内裤搞丢呢？难道是他也才刚发现老婆没穿内裤？那老婆的内裤到底是在什么时候被脱掉的呢？正在被无数个无解的问题困扰的时候，「叮咚」，电梯到了。

六、真军

伴随着叮咚的电梯声，我还听到了一些微弱的啪啪声和水声，不用问，是刘强在拔出手指前，借着准备起身和电梯晃动，还有提示音这个当口用手指在我老婆阴道里的猛烈的最后冲刺。出电梯右侧就是我家，我们扶起老婆准备出电梯。在指纹锁上，我按下了我的大拇指，房门打开了。

我们扶着小念走到客厅沙发旁，小心的放下她，斜靠在沙发右侧。我起身叫刘强坐下歇会，去给他倒水喝。他连连摆手说时候不早了，要走。摆手的时候我清楚的看到他的右手上亮晶晶的水渍，不用问，是我老婆的爱液。这时候我倒不想让他那么快的走了，一是想问问电梯里我那无数的疑问，二是想继续借机凌辱下我可爱的老婆小念，三是确实刚进门，要安顿小念我走不开，他要走我还必须得把他送下楼才行，否则他自己没有房卡走不了。

我直接说出了第三个原因，他也便不好推脱，只好说帮我一起安顿念姐吧。我倒了杯水给他，让他稍微坐一会。我便想扶小念进卫生间，帮她梳洗下。
没想到扶起小念，还没站稳，自己却被自己的拖鞋绊倒，差点把小念摔倒。幸好刘强反应快，从侧面一把扶住小念，有惊无险后赶忙说：「欢哥，还是我帮你一起吧，你一个人确实够呛」我侧眼一看，刘强的手扶的真是地方，紧紧的抓着小念的右边乳房，托起她扶还给我。

我当然也不好推脱，就说「帮我扶她进卫生间吧，给她擦把脸。」我们两人踉踉跄跄的扶着小念进了一楼的卫生间，卫生间不大，左侧是马桶，右侧是个双人台盆。

我们先扶着小念在台盆前站定，刘强继续扶着小念，我转身抓了条毛巾，打开热水摆了摆，拧干水，便小心的帮小念擦脸。也许是热水的刺激，小念的脸越发的红润，但眉头却更加紧锁，呼吸也越来越急促。

「不好，她要吐」刘强看着镜子里的小念对我说道。由于她太过瘫软，此时呕吐很容易引起窒息，后果将会很危险。我赶紧拉起小念到旁边的马桶，撑起她的上半身，让刘强站在她身后，在背后拉着她的双手帮助小念俯下身，将近９０度的样子，头对着马桶，我扶着她的肩膀，帮她抚摸心口，试着帮她把胃里残留的酒吐出来。

When all my attention was focused on Xiao Nian's upper body, I vaguely saw Liu Qiang grab Xiao Nian's arms with both hands at the same time, free his left hand to move around between his legs a couple of times, and then grab Xiao Nian's left and right hands again. I told him to hold on tight, and I poured some warm water for Xiao Nian to use, in case she vomited and rinsed her mouth with warm water, it would help her sober up.

I turned to the sink to pour water, and looking in the mirror, nothing seemed amiss. But a quick glance out of the corner of my eye sent a chill down my spine. It turned out there were clues from the side. I'd noticed something odd about Xiao Nian's skirt earlier, and now I saw that the hem was covering Liu Qiang's lower body. From his side, I could see his penis had emerged from the left side of her loose beach shorts and was inside Xiao Nian's vagina. For me, on their right, our position was a very discreet rear-entry position.

Xiao Nian's hands were tightly held behind her back by Liu Qiang, her lower body pressed against her bare buttocks, her vagina wrapped tightly around his penis, unable to move. What Liu Qiang needed to do was simple: he only needed to gently release her, and Xiao Nian's body would lean forward, causing his penis to slip slightly out of her vagina. But with a pull, Liu Qiang would tighten his grip, causing her wet vagina to once again envelop his entire penis. All of this was facilitated by her husband, who continuously supported her upper body, assisting their intercourse from both sides.

Liu Qiang, I'm truly defeated by you. You're incredibly bold and meticulous, daring to think and act. Since that's the case, I might as well go all the way and be a good Samaritan. I bent down, supporting Xiao Nian's shoulders, and asked Liu Qiang to help move her back and forth a bit to see if he could help her vomit. We did this dozens of times, filling the bathroom with a lewd atmosphere. Several times, I could even clearly hear the sound of flesh hitting flesh. Liu Qiang's strength was also greatly depleted.

Xiao Nian finally vomited. I quickly used my left arm to support Xiao Nian's upper body and reached for the water cup with my right hand.

At this moment, I could clearly feel Xiao Nian's body still moving back and forth. Just as I bent down to pick up the water glass from the ground, Xiao Nian's body happened to be between me and Liu Qiang. He couldn't see me, and I couldn't see his face, but I could clearly see the scene under her skirt for the first time: a dark, thick penis going in and out of my wife Xiao Nian's paradise. Xiao Nian's not-so-thick pubic hair was covered with a lot of semen. Even from this angle, I could see that Xiao Nian's clitoris was stimulated and erect. Her two labia weakly wrapped around her penis, sucking on this man she once looked down on, serving him tightly.

Liu Qiang's movements became faster and more unrestrained. With a muffled groan, he stopped, and I saw his legs trembling. He ejaculated inside my wife's vagina for about four or five seconds. Perhaps his desire was satisfied, he quickly switched hands again, reaching down to his crotch to pull his still semi-erect penis out of my wife Xiao Nian's vagina and stuffing it back into his beach shorts.

After vomiting, Xiao Nian regained a little consciousness. We slowly helped her up, walked out of the bathroom, and helped her lean against the sofa. Slightly more conscious, she kept saying she felt uncomfortable, her legs weakly kicking the ground. Liu Qiang said goodbye again and was about to leave. Of course, I didn't stop him. I prepared to see him downstairs. The moment we stepped out, we both glanced at Xiao Nian leaning against the sofa again. Her legs were wide open, her short skirt had been pulled up to her waist, revealing her pink vulva. The sight of her vulva was so vivid and clear.
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