[Urban] Bewitching Wife and Foolish Husband (Complete) - 1-3

[Synopsis] On an autumn night, the entire city was dark and quiet, as if all the streets and alleys had fallen asleep. Suddenly, a light shone from a building deep in one alley, casting a dim yellow glow from a bedroom window. Inside the bedroom, my wife, Yang Yi, was sitting on the bed, waiting for her lover, Xu Qiang, to unhook her bra. His lips kissed the back of her neck, until they reached her smooth back, sending a chill down her spine. She quickly turned her head, extending her tongue to kiss him deeply, while simultaneously pulling at his pants.

Chapter 1: Why Did My Beloved Wife Turn into a Cuckold?

On an autumn night, the entire city was dark and quiet, as if all the streets and alleys had fallen asleep.

Suddenly, a light shone from a building deep in one alley, casting a dim yellow glow from a bedroom window.

In the bedroom, my wife, Yang Yi, was sitting on the bed, waiting for her lover, Xu Qiang, to unhook her bra. His lips kissed the back of her neck, until they reached her smooth back, sending a chill down her spine. She quickly turned her head, extending her tongue to kiss him deeply, while simultaneously pulling down his pants, revealing his enormous penis.

Suddenly, she raised her head, her heart pounding, and excitedly looked at him, saying, "Brother Xu Qiang~~ hurry up and get on top of me~~ I want to suck your penis~~" Upon hearing this, Xu Qiang excitedly pulled off his underwear and climbed excitedly onto the bed.

He kneaded her full breasts vigorously with his hands while licking her hard pink nipples, moaning tenderly, "I haven't been with you for weeks, I can't wait any longer, I want you now! Come on... you on top, me on the bottom... hurry..." As he rolled over onto the bed and placed his head on the pillow, his eyes lustfully fixed on her straddling his legs. He gently grasped his large penis with one hand and slowly guided it into her tight vagina.

Yang Yi excitedly spread her wet labia, while her other hand gripped his penis tightly. She then slowly lowered herself, and his large glans plunged deep into her vagina.

Although she and Wen Qiang had been having sex for a year, the feeling of his penis entering her virgin vagina was always as stimulating and shameful as her first time.

Yang Yi continued to playfully lower herself, and his penis thrust fully into the depths of her vagina.

"Oh...it's so big...you're going in so deep..." She nestled weakly in his arms like a little white rabbit, moaning shyly with her head down.

"Hurry up and move! I want to see how wanton you are. Hehe..." He excitedly hugged her and kissed her passionately.

She lightly punched him, glanced at him, and smiled seductively, "You're so naughty...then don't blink! I'll be very rough! Hehe...hehe..." As she began to move her body passionately hundreds of times, her wild charm was released one by one. Wen Qiang immediately closed his eyes tightly, and when he felt the muscles inside her vagina suddenly contract, he began to thrust in and out.

His face turned pale from Yang Yi's ministrations, and he shook his head repeatedly, suddenly letting out a cry: "Yang Yi...you...you're so amazing, the muscles in your vagina grip me so tightly...your lower body seems to suck like this, constantly sucking my penis...ah...ah..." The sounds of throbbing, panting, and moaning echoed throughout the room, interspersed with Yang Yi's enchanting murmurs:

"Oh...ah...Brother Xu Qiang...your is so big...it goes in so deep...it feels so good...I want you to thrust into me harder...oh...ah...oh...harder...um...fuck me harder...I'm so happy...I'm so beautiful..." "Oh...Yi...your beautiful vagina is truly a wonder...it's still so tight after so many thrusts, so good at sucking...oh...if you weren't married...I would definitely marry you and make you my wife...but unfortunately you're already married...sigh..." As he was brought to the brink of ecstasy by Yang Yi, he couldn't help but call out to her with deep affection.

Yang Yi swayed her body up and down, giggling, "You don't need to worry about my husband... I want you to fuck me... Oh... Ah... Oh oh oh... Ah... Fuck me to death..." He grasped her full, peach-like breasts with one hand, biting her nipple hard. Suddenly, Yang Yi cried out, "You bit me! It hurts... Aren't you going to be gentle with me... Be gentle!" He realized his mistake and quickly touched her sore nipple, stopping his movements. Seeing her face flushed and angry, he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it... Come on... I'll be gentle with you..." "Then you're guilty... I'll punish you by making you sleep soundly, and let me fuck you until you foam at the mouth... Hehe..." She was panting and blushing from his touch, gradually twisting her hips from side to side against his erect body.

"Yi-mei... have mercy... I won't do it again next time... hehe..." His feigned pleading was so fake that he couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Yang Yi playfully stuck out her tongue, winked at him, and then struck an S-shaped pose on his body, her alluring figure clearly displayed on his face. She said flirtatiously, "Enough nonsense... just lie there obediently... I'll insert... ah... ah..." "Ah... ah... your penis is so big... so long... you're so strong... I... I'm so excited... it feels so good... oh... ah... oh... ah... you're fucking me to death... Brother Xu Qiang... you... you fuck me harder..." Her beautiful hair flew wildly as she moaned and cried out lewdly.

"Oh... Yi-mei, seeing you so flirtatious and lewd... I can't hold back! I... I'm about to come, I'm going to ejaculate... I'm going to ejaculate wildly..." He cried out, his hands tightly embracing her full, curvaceous body.

Yang Yi kept making rapid, trembling sounds, gazing at him with boundless lust, saying, "Ah... I want you to spray inside... spray all of it into my womb... all of it... all of it... ah... ah..." "Why don't you hurry up and say it? Hurry up and say it! I'm about to spray... ah..." Xu Qiang reminded her, his whole body convulsing, his body thrusting excitedly.

"Oh... Xu Qiang is my husband... my husband for life... Jia Rong isn't my husband..." Her seductive moans were filled with passion, her hands rubbing her own large breasts, which bounced like rabbits, and a beautiful blush spread across her snow-white face.

Suddenly, Xu Qiang let out a long, mournful cry: "Ah... I'm coming... I'll ejaculate until I drop... You're my wife... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ahhhhh..." Yang Yi quickened her body's movements, pleading almost tearfully, "Spray it in... Oh... So much sperm... It's so thick... My uterus is so hot... Let me get pregnant... I want a baby..." "It's all in... Ah... Yang Yi... You've exhausted me..." He looked up at her, utterly exhausted.

She, covered in fragrant sweat, flipped over with a "slap," revealing his large, erect penis. She lay tenderly beside him, her legs stretched high, her labia slightly parted, a stream of milky white semen slowly flowing from her vagina. The semen on her labia had soaked her pubic hair and flowed down her thighs.

At this moment, she suddenly looked at her husband—me—standing by the bed, her face beaming with excitement, and said, "Jiarong, my husband~~ now it's your turn~~" I was sitting on a sofa in front of the bed, stroking my penis and panting, "Wife...is it finally my turn? Here I come..." I walked closer to them, watching them embrace each other contentedly and affectionately.

My wife spread her legs, touching her clitoris and nipples with both hands, and softly moaned:

"Did you hear what Xu Qiang just told me to say? Did you hear it all?" I silently hummed in agreement and nodded.

Her beautiful body, flushed from the afterglow of her climax, said, "Then are you willing to give me up to be his wife? And let him be my only legal husband. Can you do that?" "You...you've already made up your mind?! You chose him?" I stared at her in astonishment. "

Yes, these past few days have made me realize clearly who I truly need. And who can truly stir my heart and passion. That person is Xu Qiang...Husband, let's...get a divorce! I'm sorry, but being with you is so stifling. I feel like this isn't the way I want in my life, so I don't want to regret it for the rest of my life." "No...wife, you are my wife...we can't...let's stop playing this game, let's go back to how we were before, okay? I don't want to play anymore...really, I don't want to play anymore, I really love you...sob...sob..." I said, utterly astonished.

"Jiarong, I'm so sorry, please understand me, okay? If you really love me, please let me go happily! Just give up on me! Please, don't force me to hate you, okay? I don't want to be a heartless woman... Why can't we be a good couple? If we're over, then we're over." "Waaah... Waaah... I can't... I really didn't expect to lose you... My dear wife... please don't be so cruel to me, okay? We can start over... We can do it if we say we can. I really beg you... Waaah..." My heart was churning with mixed feelings, and I cried out in fear.

"Okay! After we get divorced, maybe you'll have a chance to pursue me again! But I might already be married! Married to Xu Qiang. Let's get divorced! Then you can pursue me again... Please say yes now?" I became extremely agitated, crying uncontrollably, "Waaah...waaah...I've given you everything...my entire company's shares...all my money...all my assets...I've given you my whole self...you said you missed your high school sweetheart—Xu Qiang...I even let you be with him..." "We're together...we'll love you, my wife, together. I've even given you my dignity as a man...what more do you want from me?!" "Why are you yelling at me? Don't forget you've been the one urging me to go back to him. I don't know what kind of twisted cuckoldry complex you have, but I'm a woman with full desires, a living, breathing woman! I have my own thoughts and the ability to discern, so it's normal for me to fall in love with him again! You can't blame me. Blame yourself!" She glared at him fiercely.

I knelt before his face as if I had lost my mind, pleading and crying, "Xu Qiang, please remember that I listened to my wife back then and brought you into my company. I've always taken care of you, promoted you, and nurtured you until you achieved such success. Please, I'm begging you... don't take my wife away... please... sob... sob... sob... sob..." He said arrogantly, with a lewd smile, "I'm sorry, brother, I can't help you! Just listen to your wife's opinion! Let her go happily! I'll happily accept everything about her and you. Haha... ah..." "Husband... be good! Now I'll let you kiss my vaginal fluid like you usually do! But this is the last time! You won't have the right to touch my body anymore! Do you understand? Hehe..." As she spoke, her face naturally flushed.

Her face was flushed, her eyes were tightly closed, her chest heaving violently. One hand gripped Xu Qiang's large penis tightly, while her other hand pressed my head forcefully against her crotch. She moaned loudly, "Ah...ah...oh...move your tongue...lick it quickly...try to finish eating all of Xu Qiang's and my semen...after that, it'll be gone...you can eat your own semen later...to keep you

energized and healthy . Hahaha..." "Waaaa...waa ...

He reached out and slapped my head repeatedly, lewdly chuckling, "Just enjoy your last supper! Like Jesus, you died after eating it! Hahaha... haa..." "Stop laughing at him! The doctor said he's born with low male potency, so he needs to keep taking supplements! Hehe... hehe... hehe..." She pressed one hand firmly on my head, her ample buttocks rolling left and right on the bed, moaning even louder.

"Haha... ha... you fucking pervert, you were born to eat semen, weren't you? Born to be a slut! You're unemployed now, how about I recommend you become a pimp? Then you'll have fresh semen to eat every day.

Hahaha... you're such a slut..." He lewdly chuckled on and on.

"Hehe...hehe...hehe...My husband divorced me to become a pimp? But you became my husband and the boss of a big company, that's so perverted! So unbelievable! Hahaha...Hey! Pimp husband, hurry up! Ha...Ah ha..." Her hot and alluring face, sweet face and devilish figure rolled around on the bed, and her long, smooth hair danced with her movements.

He glanced at my erect penis and laughed loudly, "Your little thing is hard, are you especially excited because you're going to be a pimp? You're a fucking pervert! Yang Yi...your husband is too perverted! Hahaha..." "Hehe...you don't need to pay attention to him! Just let him be hard! Anyway, he can't stay hard for much longer." She held Xu Qiang's large penis in her hand and started rubbing it, saying lewdly to him.

Xu Qiang laughed lewdly and shamefully, "Ha... ah... you perverted pimp, you'd be better off not dead! Hahahaha..." Suddenly, Xu Qiang screamed in agony. He looked down at the knife deeply embedded in his stomach, while I gripped the handle of that knife tightly in my hand. He tried in terror to crawl naked off the bed, but his body was too weak, and he collapsed dead beside my wife, covered in blood. I was suddenly overcome with rage and uncontrollably grabbed a letter-opening knife from the bedside table, then killed Xu Qiang without thinking.

My wife, seeing the horrific scene beside her, screamed in terror. She trembled violently, her voice trembling as she cried out, "You...you...you're insane?! You killed someone! Oh my god...you killed Xu Qiang!

You...you don't come any closer...go away...help! Help! Please save me..." "Wife, I really love you. I can't let anyone ruin our happy life. I can't lose you...I can't lose you...I can't lose you...I can't lose you...I can't lose you...I can't lose you..." I trembled, stammering pitifully as I looked at her.

"I...we can start over...please put down that knife...anything can be resolved...I beg you, please put it down..." Her eyes were red with tears as she pleaded repeatedly.

"...I can't start over...I killed someone...I...I can't lose you...I can't lose you...I can't lose you...I can't lose you...I can't lose you...I can't lose you..." I turned to look at the bed stained with blood. Xu Qiang lay motionless on the bed, dead, his mind racing with incoherent madness. He held the blood-stained knife and walked step by step towards my wife.

She frantically ran left and right, desperately trying to escape my pursuit, screaming repeatedly, "No!!!" A moment later, I silently stared as the bed turned into a sea of red, like the Red Sea of the Middle East, a deep, viscous red. And on that bed lay two dead bodies. I guess you clever readers probably already know who those two people are, right?

At this moment, I put down the blood-stained knife in my hand, threw it on the ground, and then turned around to pick up a pair of black, transparent panties that my wife had worn before her death. I rubbed them against my already erect penis,

and surprisingly calmly recalled the touching love story between my wife and me...

(To be continued) **************** ...

After decades of independence, this land has been fully reformed and opened up, with skyscrapers springing up like mushrooms after rain, and supertall buildings standing side by side. One of these skyscrapers—the Petronas Twin Towers, the tallest in Southeast Asia—belongs to me alone. My full name is Chen Jiarong, and all the business people who know me address me respectfully as "General Manager Chen."

I'm only forty years old this year, currently at the very peak of a man's life, and this is only the beginning of my journey. As the saying goes, "A man's achievements begin at forty." My ancestor, my grandfather, left my father a substantial fortune and numerous land deeds when the country gained independence. My father has long since retired and now prefers to enjoy his retirement abroad, quietly experiencing the exotic charm of foreign lands. Therefore, in recent years, I've worked tirelessly from scratch, gradually building a business empire entirely of my own—the Chen's International Group.

My business spans over forty countries worldwide; wherever there are humans, my company is there. My group is an oil exporter, supplying oil to every tribe in the world. To date, appraisers have officially estimated my net worth at over three billion US dollars; I'm also listed in the World's Most Notable Chinese, ranking no lower than the top three.

The reason I've achieved such success in just over a decade is not only due to the substantial inheritance from my ancestors and father, but also because I have my own unique business acumen. In this period of economic downturn and tension, which superpower wouldn't be concerned about oil? And if their oil reserves were cut off, their beautiful homelands might be attacked and seized one by one. Therefore, I've made a bold decision to force the oil fields my group has reclaimed to produce only a small amount each day, keeping international crude oil prices high, allowing me to reap huge profits. In my mind, there's only one principle: profits belong to me, losses to others.

On the other hand, every employee in the company, from the highest to the lowest, who works tirelessly for me, is somewhat afraid of me when they see me. I still remember last year when I fired my former general manager, who had served me for over thirty years. The reason was that he and I both fell for a popular dancer at a nightclub, and he shamelessly forced himself on her with me to go out for a late-night snack and then to a hotel. I was so angry that I fired him the very next day. I remember him crying and begging me to retract my decision in my company's main room. I angrily kicked him away and had several security guards kick him out. That's my supreme authority and possessiveness, Mr. Chen.

My naturally domineering and money-contemptuous mindset is no different in my relationships. Six months ago, I hired the city's most renowned divorce lawyer. My ex-wife, who had shared over ten years of hardship with me—a haggard, unemployed housewife who did nothing but stay home all day—finalized the divorce. I only need to pay her a sporadic 50,000 yuan a month in alimony, and I can continue to enjoy my vast fortune without a care in the world.

The reason I rushed into the divorce was because I wanted to be with an incredibly beautiful woman, fifteen years younger than me, brimming with youthful energy. And she's not only my darling, she's also intelligent, having graduated from a top university abroad. I met her when she was interning at my headquarters' administrative office after graduation.

I remember when I first saw her from a distance, I thought a famous mainland model—Bai Xinhui—was standing right in front of me. She could easily be Bai Xinhui's twin sister; her appearance and demeanor were identical.

She had incredibly soft, waist-length black hair; her fair, smooth skin complemented her slender, alluring figure, which was unbelievably curvaceous and captivating. Her seductive gaze made all the male employees present, including myself as the boss, feel their blood boil. Some of the single male employees kept discussing her, as if they had developed feelings for her and wanted to pursue her.

By chance, after a few close conversations with her as the boss and asking her name, I was irresistibly aroused by her charm. I knew immediately that I had to have this girl, so I decided to hastily and ruthlessly divorce my first wife, ending our more than ten years of marriage.

Then I showered her with money, showering her with flowers, rings, sports cars, houses, and other ultra-luxurious material possessions every day. I believe that with my personal wealth, which rivals that of a nation, my status as a symbol of riches, and my absolute power to get whatever I want, who can compare to me, a billionaire and seasoned womanizer? Besides me, who else has the ability to bring her unimaginable material magic?

And she can see that I am the most powerful and successful person she can be. She sees me spending money on her every single day as if it were nothing, receiving the keys to an expensive sports car one day, and other things worth as much as gold the next. How could she not want to rise from humble beginnings to become a phoenix? So, after I effortlessly flattered her, we finally became a couple, a perfect match despite the age difference.

Suddenly, my driver's voice reached my ears: "Boss, we've arrived at the company." He quickly got out of the car, gently opened the door next to my seat, and let me out.

I stared indifferently at his greasy hair, then suddenly said with disdain, "You don't have money to get a haircut? Go get your hair done! You're so rude." "Oh... I'm sorry, boss. I'll go get it done right now, please forgive me," my driver said, head bowed, sounding terrified.

I turned and strode confidently toward the automatic glass doors of the company building.

The receptionist at the entrance saw me immediately and politely greeted me, "Good morning, Mr. Chen!" I nodded calmly.

Then, one by one, the employees passed by me, each with their heads down, not daring to look me in the eye, constantly saying politely, "Good morning, Mr. Chen!" I suddenly saw the elevator doors closing, and I quickly pressed the button. Suddenly, every employee inside gasped in surprise, then lowered their heads, as if afraid of my authoritative presence.

Finally, I returned to my private office at the very top of the room. Holding the remote control for the curtains, I pressed a button, and the curtains behind me slowly opened. Suddenly, I stood alone by the floor-to-ceiling glass window, arms crossed over my chest, gazing intently at the view outside: the sweltering sky of the metropolis, the towering modern skyscrapers, and the cars and people like tiny ants on the highways. I surveyed it all, silently admiring the magnificent scene before me.

Chapter 3: Company Rebirth, Beloved Wife and Old Flame

"Ring...ring..." Just then, the phone on my desk rang. I snapped back to reality, pulling my wandering thoughts back, and quickly picked up the receiver. My wife's sweet voice came through the phone: "Hello! Honey~ Has my senior gone to your place yet?" "Who are you talking about? Which senior?" My wife's voice was seductive, half-complaining and half-coquettish. "You're so heartless! Didn't I tell you last night? I have a senior who's been unemployed for a long time and hasn't found a good job. He used to take good care of me in high school. Sigh! Actually, he's a rare talent, he just needs a good opportunity. Honey, didn't you promise him last night that I would pass on a message to him, asking him to come to your company to meet you today?" "Did you really forget about it? Oh... honey, I'm ignoring you!" "Oh... right, right, I almost forgot! I just got to the company, I don't know what to do this morning, there's a huge traffic jam everywhere! It's so damn annoying." Her voice suddenly changed, and she said coquettishly, "Honey, can you please shut your mouth? You always swear so much, I'm ignoring you!" "Okay, okay, I'll shut up and not say anything. Hehe... honey, what are you planning to do at home today?" After hearing me say that, my wife's increasingly seductive voice came through the phone: "Nothing special, I'm going shopping with Mrs. Liu next door this afternoon. Honey, can I buy something later? The Louis Vuitton store a few days ago..." The manager called and said they just received several new items, and I really want to buy them! "Haha... just buy them! I've told you so many times, if you want to buy something, just buy it. You don't need to ask me first! Just use the unlimited supplementary card I gave you to pay. Even if you buy something expensive, you won't max it out." She seemed to jump with excitement, and said gently, "Really?! Aren't you afraid I'll squander all your money?" "Afraid? I'm only afraid you won't be able to use up all my money! Because I have so much money. Hahaha... haha... haha... even if you manage to use it all up, I'll still think it's worth it, because you'll always be a priceless treasure in my heart. As for money... I can get it back in seconds! Haha..." "Haha..." she chuckled sweetly on the phone, her voice full of affection. "Honey~~ You're so good to me, you're the best husband in the world! Okay, I'll go get ready to dress up now. Also, I just asked our maid, Sister Jun, to make you a packet of tiger penis soup for tonight. You know, a man like you who works day and night, socializing with your friends every night, if you don't take care of yourself and nourish your body, how am I supposed to live? Hehe...hehe...Also, remember to be nice to my senior! Try to get him a good job. Okay, honey, I'm hanging up now, see you tonight. I love you~~" My wife gave me a loud kiss on the phone and then hung up. At that moment, I chuckled softly, calling her "silly girl," and my mind immediately drifted to my wife's sweet face and gentle personality.

For a moment, I sat alone in my office, my middle-aged manly eyes fixed on the photo of my wife and me. Frankly, I adored her in the picture. She had a model's face, alluring eyes and full lips, and most captivating of all was her fair, slender figure. Her 36C-24-35 proportions—a slim waist, a pert bottom, and long, shapely legs—were perfectly complemented by a sexy, short dress. Her face was naturally beautiful, her eyebrows lightly drawn, giving her a youthful, innocent look. Combined with her stunning figure, she exuded a captivating and perfectly embodied feminine charm.

As I admired the beauty in the photo, I felt a deep gratitude to God for showering me with such a woman of such elegance and curves, and now she was my wife, a woman who belonged entirely to me.

On the other hand, I also looked at myself in the group photo, a man born with a silver spoon in his mouth into a wealthy family, whose life was full of legendary stories. I remember when I was a very young guy, after experiencing several ups and downs in my career, I began to dig for my first pot of gold. And after accumulating my first fortune and working like crazy, in just a few decades of my youth, I had a net worth of hundreds of millions of dollars. Now I stand second only to one person, at the most glorious, glamorous, and astonishing moment of my life.

To be honest, I admit that I am not particularly handsome, and after the ups and downs of my entrepreneurial days, I have also begun to look a bit old, and my hair is gradually turning gray. In addition, I have been indulging in a life of debauchery in nightclubs for a long time, so after decades of indulging in lust, I am more likely to ejaculate quickly than other middle-aged men of the same age, finishing quickly after one round.

After all, I'm nearing the end of my life, so in these past few years of marriage, my wife hasn't complained about me or blamed me for the sex life I provide. However, I know that almost every night after I'm asleep, she shamelessly uses the artificial crystal vibrator I bought for her to masturbate, reaching the orgasm she so desperately desires. I've asked her about this before, and she shyly nodded in agreement.

As a man of integrity, power, and from an upper-class family, I don't feel angry or ashamed at all, because I know my wife is a virtuous and loving wife, and I also understand that she loves me deeply. Think about it, if my wife didn't love me, she would have run off to have an affair with another young man long ago; why would she stoop so low as to masturbate? Besides, she's just masturbating now.

I also understand that she's still a young woman in her twenties, currently in the prime of her life, a time for women to nourish and maintain their beauty. She married me and, after entering into a wealthy family, stopped working at my company. She happily became the woman behind this successful man. So, if I, as her husband, couldn't fully satisfy her sexual needs despite my best efforts, I could only generously understand and empathize, and tactfully let her use a vibrating dildo every night to meet her needs.

Just as I was pondering my real-life princess and prince love story with my wife, there was a light knock on the office door.

"Come in," I said calmly, snapping out of my reverie.

The door to my office slowly opened, and my recently hired personal secretary—Enna—appeared before me. She wore a neat, dark blue low-cut dress, her ample breasts tightly encased in the tight fabric. Her clearly visible cleavage made my nose bleed, and I instantly became aroused. She looked to be in her early twenties at most; with good fortune, she could be my daughter.

Her gentle yet alluring voice reached my ears: "Chairman Chen~ There's a young man outside who needs something, specifically asking to see you." I tried to remain natural, but my eyes were lecherously fixed on her sexy outfit. I nervously said to her, "Enna, could you come over here for a moment? Close the door first, and remember to lock it." "Yes, Chairman Chen." Upon hearing my instruction, her face flushed red, and she quickly locked the door. Her seductive, intoxicated expression only fueled my excitement, making me extremely aroused.

"Look how sexy you are today, you've made me lose control. Now I want you to take off your clothes so I can see what kind of sexy lingerie your slutty secretary is wearing today. Haha..." I suddenly said with a lewd smile, admiring her from head to toe.

She hesitated for a moment, then blushed and quickly reached out to pull open her dress. A moment later, her incredibly sexy and alluring semi-naked body appeared vividly before my eyes.

She wore a yellow lace bra with straps and sexy embroidery on the cups, paired with yellow semi-transparent panties. She also wore flesh-colored stockings that tightly hugged her smooth legs. As the sunlight streamed in through the large glass window of my office, her pubic hair was teasingly exposed through the ultra-thin, transparent yellow panties—how lewd! Actually, with her outstanding figure and peach-shaped face, she could easily be compared to my beautiful, curvaceous, and sexy wife.

I arrogantly commanded my personal secretary, my penis gradually hardening inside my pants: "Haha...ha...Enna, you really are a sexy stunner! Quickly kneel down and give me a good blowjob! Ahahaha..." "Oh! Mr. Chen~~ You're bullying me. You invited me back to be your personal secretary!

Why are you making it seem like I'm your mistress now? I won't stand for it~~" She couldn't help but pout and act coquettishly, thrusting her chest and buttocks forward.

"Ha...aha...giving you the right to be one of my mistresses is already the greatest honor of your life. Stop nagging, or I'll replace even a high-paid secretary like you. Don't regret it then, begging me for mercy!" I said with a lewd smile.

She withdrew her body in surprise, looking at me with a flushed face: "No! Mr. Chen~~ I'm willing!" "Willing for what?" I asked her knowingly, looking at her with a lewd grin.

A beautiful blush spread across her snow-white face, and she lowered her head, extremely shyly saying, "I'm willing... I'm willing to be your mistress! Mr. Chen, you're so naughty~~ You've made me so shy my face is burning." "Haha... That's more like my obedient little lamb! Now you obediently crawl over here, come on, give me oral sex. Hahahaha..." I looked at her arrogantly, laughing wildly.

As I spoke arrogantly, I spread my legs wide, lit a cigarette in one hand, and sat arrogantly on the expensive leather chair, silently watching her lewdly crawl towards me.

After a storm of oral sex, I finally shouted, completely disregarding her feelings and thoughts, and ejaculated onto her sexy, lustful face.

She made a whimpering sound as I thrust my semen into her mouth, panting heavily. She gasped, "Mr. Chen...you're so naughty! You sprayed so much semen on my face, you've ruined my makeup..." "Haha...ha...that's what makes you charming! Enna, tell me, are you single or do you already have a partner?" She leaned closer to me, speaking softly, "I...I have a partner. My boyfriend..." I caressed her breasts with one hand, while the other gently stroked her long, flowing hair, and I forcefully gestured to her... "Fine, you're being honest. From now on, I want you to dump your boyfriend. As my mistress, you must be loyal to me. From now on, you'll be with me. I promise I won't mistreat you, and you can have whatever you want. Later, I'll have someone give you an unlimited supplementary card, so you can use it to buy whatever you want!" "Really? You're not kidding me, are you? Oh my god! I'm so happy! Mr. Chen~~ I will definitely be loyal to you! I'll call and break up with my boyfriend right away because I love you so much~~" She said excitedly, her heart pounding.

"Haha... Ah ha... That's good!" I laughed heartily, feeling very satisfied.

"Also, do you have a car now?" I asked tenderly, kissing her blushing cheek.

She lowered her head blankly, looking at the ground with embarrassment, and said, "We poor people don't have the extra money to own a car. I take the bus to work anyway!" "Haha... From today onwards, you don't need to take the bus to work anymore. Go to the Ferrari track this afternoon and choose one you like. I'll inform the manager in advance, and you can drive it away directly." I said to her with full confidence and a confident tone.

She abruptly raised her excited head, her eyes wide with disbelief at what she had just heard, and exclaimed in utter astonishment, "My God... a Ferrari?! I'm just a secretary here, isn't this too conspicuous?" I began to grow impatient, pinching her ample buttocks with one hand, "What? Don't you like it? Otherwise, I'll take it back." She hurriedly hugged me, then leaned affectionately on my shoulder, saying with an expression of utter ecstasy,

"No! Mr. Chen~~ I love it so much~~ I never dreamed I'd own an expensive Ferrari.

I love you to death! Mr. Chen~~" I kept reminding her, while my hands shamelessly pinched her pink nipples, saying, "You can buy whatever expensive things you want in the future, as long as you become my mistress and come here to serve me anytime. You have to be obedient!" "Ah... Mr. Chen, I forgot about the boy outside, I'll call him in to see you now." She suddenly felt as if she had been electrocuted, her mind suddenly remembering the boy outside waiting for me.

My legs were a little weak, so I slumped back in the leather chair and sighed, "Sigh...no need. I'm tired of dealing with you. Just take him to the computer department on the 40th floor to work there first! Then go to HR and get him hired. Give him a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan, plus bonuses. Three-month probation period." "30,000...yuan?!" She was also shocked by the salary amount and looked at me in surprise.

"You damn ass! I say it, you say it! I say it, you say it! Aren't you going?!" I started to get annoyed by her questioning and yelled at her.

"Ah...yes! Chairman Chen, I'll get it done for you right now. You...please don't be angry with me!

I feel sorry for you!" She was startled by my sudden change in mood and immediately became obedient.

Hearing her speak favorably of me, I grinned lewdly and said, "Also, come back here as soon as you're done. We'll have a second round, and this time the target is your genitals! Hahaha..." She stamped her foot, her face slightly flushed, and said coquettishly, "You're so naughty~~ I'll go get it done right now, Mr. Chen, you have to wait for me to come back! Hehe..." My eyes were fixed on her sexy, full buttocks. I swayed seductively toward the door, my heart brimming with satisfaction as I contemplated the colorful sex life I was about to embark on. It truly confirmed what that famous fortune teller had predicted years ago... A famous saying goes, "The more successful and prosperous you are, the more debts of lust you will have to repay."

Chapter 4: Inviting a Wolf into the House, Nurturing a Tiger's Roots.

It was almost noon. If anyone in this world could fly and teleport, they could be on the 88th floor of the Twin Towers, watching from the large glass window of my private office as two naked, sweaty bodies passionately make love on the large desk. The female protagonist was my charming private secretary, Enna, and the male protagonist, needless to say, was me—the one below, the one above all.

At this moment, my secretary lay supine on my desk, her legs spread wide in a wanton manner, and I was frantically thrusting into her wet vagina. I could feel her vulva constantly oozing lustful fluid until my desk was covered with that incredibly sexy liquid.

A short while later, I suddenly frowned, my whole body convulsing, and I said, "Ah... Enna... I'm going to ejaculate... Quickly squat down... Let me ejaculate in your mouth... Hurry up..." She turned over, breathing heavily, and obediently squatted down beneath me. Then, she opened her delicate cherry-like mouth wide, her eyes tightly closed, silently waiting for my semen to erupt. At this moment, I excitedly stuffed my wet penis firmly into her mouth.

I suddenly tilted my head back, my hands involuntarily pressing her head down tightly, and with a wild cry, I sprayed gushes of thick semen into her throat. "Ah... It's coming... Swallow it all into your belly... Let me feed you... Hahahaha..." Soon after, I stopped ejaculating, quickly grabbed a stack of tissues from the table, handed them to her, and said with a smile:

"How is it? Are you full? Haha... From now on, you'll serve me sexually every day like this! Then you can get whatever you want. Ha... Ah... Haha!" "Chairman Chen~~ I will definitely be obedient and will always serve you willingly." She replied sweetly. " Haha ... This is my mistress! Okay,

now you can go get your car. I want to rest for a while." When Enna heard me say this to her, her skin flushed red, and she leaned into my arms with great charm . ********** ... He grinned lewdly at me, speaking like a close friend, "Hahaha... Mr. Chen, if it weren't something good, why would I dare to call you? Tonight, my nightclub has a special program called 'Real Sex Night.' Haha... In short, I guarantee you'll want to come back again and again. Are you interested in coming over tonight?" "What? A live performance? Ha... Ah ha... I've never seen anything like it. Okay then, I'll be at your place at eight o'clock tonight." I suddenly felt interested and said with a smile. Old Huang said earnestly, "Okay, Mr. Chen, see you there!" After I hung up the phone, my mind was immediately filled with fantasies of the spring-filled scene that was about to unfold. I hurriedly packed everything up and excitedly prepared to leave the building. At midnight , the vibrant nightlife of a famous Kuala Lumpur nightclub was always exhilarating, making one's blood boil. The women's provocative attire only grew more alluring and fragrant with each passing night. My personal bodyguard and driver glanced at me in the rearview mirror and asked with concern, "Mr. Chen, what time do you plan to stay tonight? I'll wait for you outside." "No need, I can get home myself. Just tell my wife I have a very important engagement tonight and might not be home until very late," I instructed him immediately. " Yes, Mr. Chen, I will certainly comply. Please be careful in all matters. I'll head back now." A short while later, as I pushed open the door, I was immediately struck by the sheer volume of people inside the incredibly lively nightclub, the air thick with smoke, and the constant, unrestrained shouts of excitement filling the air. The dancers on stage were dancing seductively with their respective guests to the energetic music and dance, flaunting their alluring figures. The entire nightclub seemed to have entered a frenzied moment. Suddenly, I heard a voice from behind me, "Chairman Chen! Thank you for coming to Heaven on Earth Nightclub. How's the atmosphere tonight? How are the beauties I invited? Haha..." Old Huang laughed heartily and extended his hand, politely shaking mine. I politely gripped his hand tightly, then leered at him, saying, "It's alright! It's alright! Haha... Old Huang, the girls here can only be described with one word: amazing! Every single one of them has long legs and a curvy figure, so tempting! Almost every one of them is a national beauty or worthy of being a model." "Of course! If the girls here weren't good, this place wouldn't be such a popular nightclub. But compared to my sister-in-law, my girls aren't anything special. Chairman Chen has better taste! He married a beautiful and virtuous wife. Hehe..." he said modestly. I showered him with compliments, my face beaming with arrogance, "Haha... If my wife weren't beautiful, I would have divorced her long ago. Would she still be my wife now? Ha... Ah ha... Okay, enough nonsense. So, where's the special program tonight?" "It's in the private VIP room inside. I think the performance is about to start, Mr. Chen, let me take you in!" With that, he turned and led the way, and I followed behind Lao Huang, step by step weaving through the crowd engrossed in the frenzied music. Soon after, we entered the private VIP room Lao Huang had mentioned. Just as Lao Huang and I were about to sit on the VIP sofa, I caught a glimpse of two middle-aged couples quietly taking their seats in a corner of the stage not far ahead, whispering amongst themselves. Just as I was wondering who they were, a male emcee appeared on the stage. He spoke with an air of gentlemanly refinement: "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us for this special segment of the Heaven and Earth Nightclub program. Now, let me formally introduce the couple to my left: the man's surname is Wang, and his name is Jiefeng, and his wife's surname is Hu, and her name is Jingyi. And to my right, the couple: the man's surname is Chen, and his name is Yiwen, and his wife's surname is Zhou, and her name is Huimin. Alright, it's getting late, so let's begin the show! Wives, please switch seats immediately." "What?! They...they're a couple?! Old...Huang...what's going on?" I turned to look at Old Huang sitting next to me, asking him with a curious expression. "Hehe...Chairman Chen, haven't you heard of wife-swapping clubs? They are two couples from one of those clubs," he chuckled. I couldn't believe my ears. Staring at him, I stammered, "Wife-swapping?! Is that really true? How can those husbands tolerate their wives being with other men? Are they crazy?" He put a hand on my shoulder and grinned lewdly. "Ha...ha...Mr. Chen, there's a saying: 'You enjoy the pleasure of sleeping with other men's wives and children; you're on cloud nine when others sleep with yours.' Once you've actually witnessed this game, you'll be deeply immersed in it. How about it? Why don't you and your wife join in? You know, there's a wife-swapping craze going around right now!" I angrily cursed him, "You son of a bitch! If you keep spouting nonsense, believe me, I'll turn on you right now! I'd rather die than be a stupid man and watch other men touch my wife!" "Hehe...hehe...sorry! I won't say anything more, Mr. Chen, please don't be angry anymore. Let's continue enjoying the live performance on stage! Hehe..." He suddenly stopped grinning and looked at me seriously. When I looked back at the stage, the sounds of lips and tongues kissing reached my ears. My eyes widened with excitement as I stared at the two couples on stage, my whole body trembling as I watched the four of them kissing. As I watched this lewd scene, my breathing quickened, and my penis gradually became erect. Suddenly, I began to fantasize that my sexy, alluring wife was right before my eyes, passionately making love with other men. A shiver ran through me, and, overcome with lust, I reached down to my pants and excitedly gripped my hard penis. Old Huang suddenly noticed me standing beside him, clutching my obviously bulging pants. He seemed a little embarrassed and said, "Heh...heh...Mr. Chen, you're getting a little too excited, aren't you?" "Old Huang, I think I can't watch any longer. I...I think I'll leave now and come back another day!" With that, I turned and left the private VIP room without looking back, walking towards the nightclub's entrance. A complex mix of emotions surged within me. On one hand, I thought about how I would feel terrified if I encouraged my wife to have sex with other men, and I were to have sex with another woman right next to her. I was afraid she would become jealous if she saw me having sex with another woman. However, I also feared that if she were to be intimate with another man, her infatuation with me might gradually fade. On the other hand, this fear made my body unusually aroused, and this provocative feeling had deeply enveloped my heart, leaving me with a complex mix of emotions. That night, I walked home along the main road, deeply contemplating this question. Chapter 5: Persuading My Wife, The Thought of an Affair

On the other side of the story, that evening, my wife, Yang Yi, was taking a shower alone in the bathroom at home, letting the warm water gently caress her soft, white body. She scrubbed herself as the hot water from the showerhead cascaded down her body.

With the hot shower, Yang Yi, feeling nervous, blushed deeply. Her heart was pounding with anxiety because her ex-boyfriend, Xu Qiang, was coming to visit her soon. He also wanted to take this opportunity to express his gratitude, because it was through her strong recommendation that he was able to find a good job with dignity.

Shortly after, as she turned off the water, she looked up and saw her wet, naked body reflected in the bathroom mirror. She saw her naturally beautiful figure, her delicate, smooth skin, her pink areolas, her slender waist, the mysterious, barely visible dark pubic hair, and her most prized feature: long, beautiful legs. She suddenly remembered that her husband's affection for her stemmed from her angelic face, large eyes, devilish figure, 170cm height, and smooth, fair skin.

But her most alluring feature wasn't just her large, watery eyes and curvaceous body; every movement she made captivated both men and women. And with just a pose—whether pouting, laughing, smiling, or pursing her lips—she could electrify everyone around her.

Because she hadn't had a child in many years of marriage, her breasts were not only full but also firm, her buttocks were still perky, and most remarkably, her vagina was still tight, as if she were a virgin. All of this made her husband fall at her feet like a devoted follower, willingly offering himself to her.

Admiring her curvaceous figure, she dried herself and then went to change.

A short while later, when the doorbell rang, Yang Yi had just finished dressing. She was wearing a pink tank top and knee-length casual trousers; although simple, they looked fresh yet alluring on her. When the maid,

Sister Jun, opened the door, a man's voice came from outside.

"Madam, there's a man surnamed Xu downstairs who wants to see you," the maid said to Yang Yi, who was in the bedroom.

Upon hearing this, her face flushed crimson, and she replied with a pounding heart, "Okay, that's all for you here. Go back to your room and rest!" She immediately opened the door and, her heart pounding, excitedly headed downstairs. When she saw Xu Qiang sitting on the sofa in the living room, dressed in a suit, looking like he had just come home from work, he was carrying a fruit basket.

"How are you? I... it seems like it's been a long time since we last met, three years already?" Yang Yi smiled at Xu Qiang and took the fruit basket he offered.

"Yi... you're getting more and more beautiful and charming. Getting married really makes a difference. Has a happy life made you like this? Chairman Chen must treat you very well. This place looks incredibly luxurious. This lavish villa must have cost him hundreds of millions, right?" He looked at Yang Yi with obvious delight, politely addressing her.

She hesitated for a moment, not daring to look him in the eye, and lowered her head shyly and awkwardly, saying, "These... all these years, to be honest, he's been quite kind to me, very gentlemanly. He... is also the only man I've ever loved in my life." His face immediately showed a hint of sadness, and his tone was also tinged with melancholy as he said, "Hearing you say that is good. I'm also happy that you've found a good family and married into wealth. I mean it, seeing how happy you are now, I... am truly happy for your current life. Also, my mother keeps asking me where you've been, and all these years I haven't told her that we've been broken up for a long time. Sigh..." Her eyes were almost brimming with tears, and she sobbed, "Xu Qiang..." "It's my fault. Besides saying sorry, I really don't know what else to say..." He sadly comforted her, "Silly girl, you don't need to apologize! It's been so long, I don't even remember. We...sigh! Let's just let it go! Let's let everything between us fade away with the wind, forget it!" "No, if I hadn't betrayed you for him, you wouldn't have given up on yourself for so long all these years. If I hadn't betrayed you, we might still be doing well now. It's all my fault! I'm such a greedy, ungrateful woman, I've been so unfair to you." Her eyes reddened, and she choked back tears.

He gazed tenderly at Yang Yi, and said softly with a hint of helplessness, "Well, Chairman Chen has already offered me a job!

And he didn't even meet me before offering me a very attractive high-paying position. So we're even, and we can still be friends... no, best friends, you should say." "Xu Qiang... thank you for your understanding! I'm really grateful to you." Her fair face flushed slightly, and her bright eyes looked at Xu Qiang, deeply grateful.

Suddenly, the whole scene fell silent, and the two of them remained quiet for several seconds, as if they had nothing to say.

Xu Qiang suddenly tried to start a conversation, her voice trembling, "Ah...where's your husband? Is he...not home?" "He hasn't come back yet." "Does he come home this late every night?" "He's busy with work during the day, and he has all sorts of social engagements at night, so he always comes home very late.

Sigh...I don't really know what he's doing out there, but he rarely spends time with me every night." "Really? He probably just has some very important engagements. Do you know how heavy the responsibilities are for a chairman of the board?" "Sigh...you don't need to speak up for him. Actually, I understand that men..." "Those who live in society, more or less, will find themselves having affairs with sexy women outside, moaning every night. My husband is no exception. I've seen his sleeves stained with women's lipstick several times, so I know he's been cheating on me. I've never complained. I just hope he loves me and comes home every day." "Yang Yi, you're too selfless. Perhaps you really love him too much, which is why you tolerate him so much. Is

he really worth sacrificing for?" At this moment, Yang Yi listened to him while her mind was filled with thought. She suddenly thought of her marriage with her husband over the years. In fact, apart from the satisfaction of money, everything else had become lifeless, a dead feeling.

She thought of her husband's half-hearted and half-ignoring personality, while she always thought of her husband's needs, constantly understanding and indulging him, sacrificing herself for him.

In fact, she deeply understood that in their marriage, if the allure of material enjoyment were removed, the whole feeling would be empty. Perhaps only a tiny bit of affection remained. After all, they had been husband and wife for so many years, and she kept believing and hoping that one day her husband would change for her.

Suddenly, she thought, what a wonderful person she would be if her husband had even a third more of his passionate nature and sweet-talking personality, plus his enormous wealth!

As she fantasized about this whimsical scene, she sighed deeply and said, "Sigh... there's nothing I can do. I'll accept my fate. Anyway, my comfortable life is all thanks to him, and everything I have now is something most people would only dream of. Actually, marrying my husband is a blessing; what more could I ask for? Don't you think so?" Xu Qiang seemed to sense Yang Yi's unease, blushing with embarrassment. He rose from the sofa, walked gently to her seat, and sat down beside her. He then gazed intently at her face with undisguised fervor and said, “You ask me? How would I know! I know material things are important, but I believe there are many precious and hard-to-find things in this world! For example, your gentle and considerate nature, always putting you first… and so on, just like how I treated you before.” “Xu Qiang, I…” Just as she was about to answer Xu Qiang, I returned home from outside the front door. I overheard faint conversations coming from inside. When I opened the door, I saw a handsome young man sitting close to my wife on the sofa in the living room, chatting.

My wife suddenly saw me standing at the front door. She jumped up from her seat next to Xu Qiang, staring at me in surprise, stammering, "Husband...you...didn't you say you'd be home late? Why are you back so early today?" Xu Qiang, already sitting blankly on the sofa, greeted me timidly, "Chairman Chen...hello!

I've admired you for a long time." I stared blankly at the man who had just sat next to my wife, stammering in confusion, "Who...who are you?!" My wife shyly walked to my side, her face gradually flushing a beautiful blush, then, like a pear blossom in the rain, she took my hand with a shy smile, saying, "Ah...husband, let me introduce you. This is the senior I mentioned! And the one you recruited to your company today without even meeting him. He brought some gifts to visit us; he wants to personally thank us!" I smiled smugly, arrogantly extending my hand to Xu Qiang. He shook hands and said, "Haha... It's you, Xu Qiang! I was so busy this morning that I didn't get to see you. Xu Qiang... You're too kind! The fact that I invited you to work at my company means I think highly of you! Make the most of this opportunity and show your best! I believe you'll achieve amazing results in my company. Let me tell you, my judgment has always been very accurate! Haha... Haha..." My wife twisted beside me, pointing at me with her little finger with a half-smile, and said, "Honey, don't put so much pressure on him like that. What kind of boss is that? He's only just started his first day." He seemed a little guilty, looking embarrassed, and said, "No pressure, no pressure. It's getting late, I think it's time for me to go home. Sorry to bother you tonight. Mr. Chen, see you at work tomorrow." After a busy day, I also felt a little tired, and nodded to him with a smile.

"Ha...ha...okay, see you tomorrow." My wife and he tried their best to remain polite and courteous, then, seemingly a little reluctant, walked together to the front door to see him off.

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An hour later, creaking, lewd sounds emanated from the upstairs bedroom, where my sexy wife was lasciviously clinging to me on the double bed. She had her buttocks raised, her long, beautiful legs spread wide, and her thighs were pressed tightly against my buttocks, allowing me to thrust wildly into her already overflowing vagina. At the same time, we were making love passionately while chatting intimately with each other.

My wife, her chest heaving, writhed with excitement as she entwined her slender waist with mine, gazing at me tenderly. "Ah...ah...ah...ah...husband...you...you're so amazing...why are you different today...like a different person...oh...oh...ah..." I stared at her wanton expression, my penis thrusting in and out of her tightly closed vagina. "Wife...because you're so beautiful! I...I can't hold back anymore...let me keep fucking you...ah..." Her face flushed, her eyes closed, her body radiating a spring-like aura as I thrust into her. She moaned softly, "Ah...ah...you've been fucking me for an hour...ah...you're so amazing today...to be able to fuck me for so long...it feels so good...husband...I love you...ah...ah...ah..." A sudden surge of anger flashed across my face, my heart pounding. "You saying that means I..." "You've never satisfied me, have you? Tell me, have you ever tried to cheat on me behind my back? Tell me the truth, don't hide it from me!

Otherwise I'll get angry!" She opened her tearful eyes wide and said in a trembling voice, "Ah... what... what are you saying? What... what do you take me for?!" Seeing her suddenly tearful eyes, I immediately realized that I had gone too far with my question. I leaned down and hugged her tightly, saying, "It's nothing, I was just saying... it's okay, let's continue... I'm about to cum... come on... wife... I love you so much... ah..." She threw herself into my arms with infinite lust, then excitedly twisted her whole body, constantly moaning and crying out, "Ah... ah... ah... oh... husband... I'm going to cum... you've made me climax again... oh... ah... ah... ah..." "Wife, I can't hold back either... I'm going to ejaculate... ah..." My panting gradually increased, and finally, with a loud roar, I shot all the thick semen from my testicles deep into her uterus.

My wife felt my hot semen, spraying deep inside her vagina like rain, and we both cried out, "Ah..." After we cleaned up, she fell asleep

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completely exhausted. On this sleepless night, I lay lazily in bed, staring at the ceiling, smoking a cigarette.

In that moment, my mind kept replaying the scene at the nightclub, combined with the passionate intercourse with my wife. I even fantasized about her having sex with other men in front of me, and I

felt a strange stirring in my groin, an arousal. Suddenly, my breathing slowed, and a strange feeling of excitement mixed with worry filled my heart, causing my penis to grow harder and harder.

At that moment, I turned my head and saw my wife fast asleep beside me. She was wearing a loose cotton nightgown, but instead of concealing her sexy, beautiful, and slender figure, it displayed a flawless, half-teasing, half-seductive allure, irresistibly tantalizing my desire.

So I stubbed out my cigarette, reached out to touch her perfect, captivating figure, and patted her shoulder affectionately, saying, "Wife, are you tired?" She slowly opened her eyes and looked at me sleepily, saying, "Hmm...hmm...husband?" "Wife, I can't sleep tonight! I'm a little troubled. Can we talk?" I asked her excitedly.

She gently and considerately sat up, looking at me and saying, "What do you want to talk about? Is something wrong at your company, husband?" At that moment, I didn't know whether I should voice my worries, but on the other hand, I thought it might just be a momentary impulse. So my mind raced, wondering if I should tell my wife everything.

Finally, I mustered my courage and poured out my heart to her, word by word: "No... I don't know how to tell you. Anyway... sigh! There are just some things I can't figure out, so I can't sleep." "Honey, what's bothering you? Why don't you tell me? Maybe I can help you out? Honey, just tell me!" My wife murmured as she lay tenderly against my firm chest.

As I stroked her long, soft hair, I said to her tenderly, "Wife, are you happy with me? I mean, do you think I cherish you enough?" "Husband... why are you asking me these questions? We've been married for so many years. If I felt you didn't cherish me, I wouldn't have married you in the first place. Don't you think so?" "But I feel ashamed towards you. You should know very well that I often can't last long during sex with you. Also, we've never used condoms, and we haven't been able to have a child together all these years. Sometimes I feel like a real failure, that marrying you hasn't made you truly happy. Wife..." I said sadly and remorsefully.

She suddenly covered my mouth with her hand, then looked at me with a knowing expression and tender eyes, saying, "Honey, we didn't want this either! Even the doctors can't find the reason why we can't have children. Medically, I'm 100% normal, and you're normal too, but we just don't know why I can't get pregnant! Actually, it's okay, I'm still young, let's just accept our fate!" Seeing my blank stare and my thoughtful expression, she asked me considerately, "Honey... what are you still worrying about?" At this moment, I trembled from the inside out. Although I was a little scared, I knew that an unattractive wife had to meet her father-in-law. Finally, I couldn't control my impulse any longer. I pulled her into my arms tightly and stammered, "It's nothing really... I was just thinking about how to make you happier, more beautiful and radiant." She thought for a moment, then seemed to understand what I meant. Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she looked at me with a hint of fear on her face. She stammered, "Honey, what... what are you trying to say?" I suddenly felt a strange sense of excitement, a feeling that made me incredibly dizzy and thrilled. Finally, in a moment of uncontrollable rage, I said something that shocked her: "Wife, what would you think if I said I'd allow you to have sex with someone you're interested in? I believe you'd be happier that way." She stared at me in shock, her whole body trembling slightly, her face flushed with excitement, and exclaimed, "You...you're crazy?! What did you just say? Do you think I'm one of those dirty women you have outside?! Or do you have another woman outside, and you're trying to set me up? Are you going to leave me?" "No, my dear wife. You know those women I've been fooling around with aren't my true love. I, Chen Jiarong, only want to carry you on my back for the rest of my life. It's true!" I suddenly realized something was terribly wrong, hugged her tightly, and then lovingly explained to her.

"Waaah...waaah...who believes you? Didn't you divorce your ex-wife because of me?

Waaah...now it's finally my turn to suffer. Waaah..." She wouldn't listen to my explanation, her face contorted in tears, tears welling in her eyes, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

I watched nervously as she suddenly got out of bed and angrily walked towards the bedroom door. My voice trembled as I asked, "I didn't! Wife...wife...where do you think you're going?" She stood outside the bedroom door, suddenly turning back to glare at me fiercely. Then, with an angry expression and a tearful voice, she said, "I'm sleeping in the guest room tonight...you...you've really broken my heart. Just give me a peaceful night tonight! I beg you...please don't bother me." As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and angrily slammed the bedroom door shut. I stood there stunned, too afraid to chase after her. At this moment, deep within my heart, a mad fantasy still lingered: my wife, with her long hair flowing, her shoulders and legs exposed, naked, was having sex with three men—myself, a man she liked, and another man.
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Chapter 6: Turning a Big Issue into

a Small One, Breaking the Curse of Lust) That morning, dark clouds gradually filled the sky, suddenly plunging it into complete darkness, like a storm about to break. I stood alone on the lawn in front of my luxurious villa, admiring my house and its vast land, the imposing exterior making it feel like a palace.

My eyes gradually shifted to the parking garage next to the house, and they lit up instantly, because of all the hard work I'd put in over the years—from BMWs, Mercedes, Audis, Jaguars, Bentleys, Bugattis, Rolls-Royces, Saleen, Aston Martins… A dozen or so ultra-luxury sports cars—Martin, Ferrari, Lamborghini, Porsche, and more—are parked in my garage, displayed like a beauty pageant. Each one is beyond imagination, exuding an elegant yet dynamic profile. Several are among the world's newest, fastest, and most expensive luxury cars.

It's been said that a car represents a person's status, and if someone is willing to spend such a huge sum of money to own as many luxury sports cars as I do, that person must be someone famous. Because I've always believed that luxury sports cars represent beautiful women, and a seasoned player like myself wouldn't miss out on any of them.

As I admired those cars, I felt incredibly proud, a surge of arrogance on my face, constantly thinking to myself how incredibly lucky I am, truly blessed by heaven. From childhood to adulthood, I've never had to work hard or toil to become rich overnight. Over the years, I've easily accumulated all my money, and now I possess a fortune that I could never spend in five lifetimes.

Meanwhile, I've been thinking about the past three days. My wife hasn't slept in the same bedroom as me a single night. She's either been looking grumpy or ignoring me. I know she's still angry about what I said to her that night. Honestly, I don't know why I said something so shameful for most men. I just couldn't help but blurt out what was on my mind, but I never imagined it would elicit such a strong reaction from her.

So, these past few days, she's been resting alone in the guest room, trying to avoid seeing me. Even her meals are prepared by our maid, Sister Jun, who brings everything to her room. And every morning, I'm alone in the master bedroom upstairs, eating breakfast and dinner by myself. Suddenly, I feel incredibly ashamed and worried.

Then, a male voice pulled me back to reality.

"Good morning, Mr. Chen." The thought of not having my wife every morning instantly ignited my anger as I glared at my driver. "What's so great about mornings?! You're just as arrogant as ever! Hurry up! It took you so long to get me a pair of shoes. How much longer do you expect me to wait?! Slowpoke! Hurry up!" He looked frightened, his head bowed, and he stammered, "Oh...yes, Mr. Chen. I'm so sorry. I'll be faster next time." "Mr...Chen, which car would you like to use today?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly.

"Damn it! I'll use the most expensive sports car!" I arrogantly pointed to the Lamborghini, swearing profusely.

"Lamb...Borghini...?" He stared at me in astonishment, remembering how I would never let him touch that car without his permission, and stammered.

I waited impatiently for him to open the passenger door for me, and said loudly and gruffly, "Yeah! Aren't you going to open the door for me?" He was like a lapdog, obediently lowering his head and opening the door for me with his hands, saying in a trembling voice, "Yes, Mr. Chen..." A moment later, the door slowly opened, and my private driver drove the car out of the garage of the villa until the loud noise of the sports car disappeared around the villa.

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After the loud noise of the sports car gradually disappeared completely, the door to the downstairs guest room slowly opened, and my wife—Yang Yi—hurriedly walked out of the room. She was dressed in Gucci, wearing a pure blue silk dress, and even the bag she was carrying was Gucci. She looked like a wealthy lady, exuding a sexy and feminine style, her whole being radiating elegance as if she was ready to go out on a date.

At this moment, our maid, Sister Jun, was cleaning in the living room downstairs. She spoke to Yang Yi in a very polite tone, "Madam, are you going out?" Yang Yi was suddenly startled by her voice, her face trembling with surprise as she stammered, "Ah...yes." "Master instructed me that if you go out these next few days, I must report everything to him," Sister Jun said matter-of-factly.

Thinking that her husband was trying to invade her private space, Yang Yi's face immediately turned furious, and she howled at Sister Jun, "What?! He really instructed you like that? He's gone too far! Can't I even have the freedom to make friends? I'm going out anyway, let's see what kind of magic he has that can stop me from moving around freely!" Sister Jun, wholeheartedly wanting to persuade her mistress and master to reconcile and return to their former happy days, earnestly said to her, "Madam, actually, I've been working in this house for three whole years since you and Master got married." "And I'm so old, what haven't I experienced? I've seen you and Master looking so grim these past few days, not saying a word. Even the biggest things can be discussed, why did you have to bring it to this? Although I don't know what happened between you, let it go, Madam, you know that taking a step back will open up a whole new world!" "Sister Jun, I understand. I... I'll go out for a while, could you please keep this a secret from my husband? I'm begging you." She bowed to Sister Jun, pleading desperately.

Sister Jun hesitated, shaking her head repeatedly, "Even if I don't report it to him, what if Master calls back looking for you? How am I supposed to explain it to him? No, no... I... I'll be scared..." "That's much easier, just say I'm sleeping in my room and don't want anyone disturbing my peace and quiet, that's all... Sister Jun... I beg you... please help me with this?" She pleaded desperately, bowing repeatedly.

"Sigh...you'd better come back soon. I'll keep this secret for you." Sister Jun was most afraid of people bowing to her, because she was very superstitious and feared that soon everyone she knew would be bowing to her in droves. So, she finally had no choice but to agree to let Yang Yi go out.

She walked towards Sister Jun, then hugged her thin, wrinkled shoulders tightly as if embracing her mother, saying with great joy, "Thank you, Sister Jun!! I really love you to death.

Remember, you absolutely mustn't tell anyone, hehe..." Sister Jun kept shaking her head and sighing, watching as Yang Yi took a pair of sexy black three-and-a-half-inch high heels, gracefully slipped them onto her jade-like legs, and then happily headed towards her red Porsche Targa 4 without looking back.

A short while later, Sister Jun glanced out of the villa window at the red Porsche gradually disappearing, and a deep question mark immediately arose in her heart regarding the marital relationship between the man and woman. About an hour later, Yang Yi arrived at the most famous and luxurious hotel in downtown Kuala Lumpur—the Shangri-La Hotel. A man was waiting for her in a very elegant tea room on the ground floor. I guess astute readers probably already know who this man is. When Yang Yi drove her ultra-expensive sports car to the hotel entrance, a hotel waiter immediately opened the car door for her with great enthusiasm. As she stepped out

of the car, she gracefully displayed her 43-inch legs, which she considered to be the most proportionate part of her body, instantly stunning everyone present. Many passionate eyes were fixed on her hot and alluring figure. The men passing by were captivated, while the women were filled with envy. Then, with an alluring charm that reached 100%, she swayed and swayed into the hotel's tea room. "Have you been waiting long?" Yang Yi asked sweetly from behind him. "I just arrived. I haven't found a place to stay yet, so I'm staying at this hotel for now." Xu Qiang immediately stood up and gentlemanly pulled out a chair for her so she could sit down comfortably. When Xu Qiang returned to his seat, he was immediately struck by her sweet face, her captivating pink eyes that seemed to uncontrollably electrify him, and her fiery red lips—all of which exuded an air of nobility. Xu Qiang suddenly snapped out of his reverie and exclaimed in admiration, "Ah...my goodness...Yi...you really know how to dress up! It's been three years since I last saw you, and you've completely transformed. How did you change so quickly?" Yang Yi blushed shyly, a natural blush spreading across her face. She said shyly, "Hehe...you flatter me too much. How have I changed? It's just my clothes. I think I'm still the same person I was back then." He gazed intently into her bright, sparkling eyes and said tenderly, "You're different now. You've become even more beautiful. It's all because you have a happy person in your life." "You've given birth, that's why you're so beautiful." Hearing Xu Qiang talk about her married life, she felt like she'd fallen from heaven to the bottom of a valley, her face contorted with bitterness. She said calmly, "A happy life? Sigh...maybe." Xu Qiang was stunned, asking curiously, "Uh...you...what's wrong?" She turned her head to the far end of the tea room, her eyes seemingly lifeless, and sighed, "Nothing, every family has its own troubles." "You said it, didn't you say we were best friends?" He kept trying to get to the bottom of things, desperately pressing for an answer. Yang Yi gradually drew her gaze back, lowered her head, lost in her own melancholy. After a few seconds, she slowly raised her head again, and her watery eyes suddenly met Xu Qiang's gentle and concerned gaze. Instantly, she shyly turned her head away to another part of the tea room. After thinking for a moment, she finally fixed her gaze on his face and said to him, word by word, "Xu Qiang, the reason I called you out today is about my husband." Xu Qiang looked confused for a moment, then asked with even more curiosity, "Chairman Chen??" "Yes. I suspect he's having an affair, and I also think he wants a divorce," Yang Yi told him truthfully. Xu Qiang was extremely surprised and asked tremblingly, "Divorce...? No way..." "Sigh... I don't know either, it's just that he... sigh... I just don't know how to say it." She sighed heavily, speechless for a moment. She wanted to share her worries with Xu Qiang, but she was afraid that Xu Qiang would laugh at her husband's perverted thoughts after hearing them. After thinking for a while, she hesitated to say it. She changed her approach and asked him, "Then I want to ask you, you've been working at his company for several days, have you heard any rumors about him having an affair with someone there?" He stammered, looking embarrassed, and said, "How would I know? I...I..." She couldn't bear to press him for the truth and asked worriedly, "You said best friend again? Are you hiding something from me?" Xu Qiang told her everything without holding back, and sighed, "Ah...actually, I'm just guessing, I'm not really sure myself. Do you remember that day you asked me to go for your husband's interview the next day? That day I went to his office, and I heard him and...he and his private secretary moaning outside the door." Yang Yi was shocked and exclaimed, "What?! Enna?! Does that bitch have any humanity? She even sleeps with her twenty-year-old private secretary!" At this moment, everyone in the tea room suddenly looked in the direction of Yang Yi and Xu Qiang, and some people were vaguely gossiping and pointing at their table. “Yang Yi, keep your voice down. Look, everyone’s staring at me like I’ve slept with my personal secretary. Ugh… I’m so embarrassed.” Xu Qiang looked down at her, feeling utterly ashamed. At that moment, she felt her love for her husband and the tolerance she had endured over the years gradually crumbling. She wondered how a man like her husband, who always doted on her, could simultaneously act like a conman, so easily manipulating women’s hearts. He was like a philandering, self-serving scoundrel from ancient times.

Suddenly, she began to seriously reflect on why she had always been so trusting of him, why she had always been so tolerant and indulgent of him. She realized that she had brought this upon herself. On the other hand, she thought about how he had already deceived her body, and whether her youth and time could be recovered. As she pondered these thoughts, her face was filled with despair, and tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.

Looking at her crying, Xu Qiang felt tears welling up in her eyes. He gently comforted her, "Yang Yi, don't cry. You know I hate seeing you cry so much." Yang Yi cried until her whole body trembled. Heartbroken, she buried her face in her hands on the table, sobbing, "Waaah... I'm so sad... I never thought he would treat me like this. Waaah... Waaah... Waaah." Seeing that he might lose control of himself, he immediately sat down beside Yang Yi, pulled her head to his shoulder, and called to a waiter who had just passed by the tea restaurant, ordering,

"Come on... don't cry anymore. Hey... little one, bring me two glasses of whiskey." "Waaah... I don't want to drink... Waaah... Waaah..." she sobbed, nestled on Xu Qiang's shoulder.

He maintained a polite and courteous demeanor while coaxing her at length, saying, "Let's do what we always do. A few drinks and we won't be sad anymore." Yang Yi's lips suddenly curved into a smile, her tears turning into a coquettish glance as she looked at him sideways, saying, "Silly girl, what are you sad about?" "Seeing you like this, my heart suddenly aches, and a very sad feeling is gradually welling up inside me. It's bitter." He pretended to be on the verge of tears, putting on a pitiful act to make her laugh, and even winked at her.

She giggled softly, forcefully pushing his shoulder away, and said seductively, "Hehe... Xu Qiang... you only know how to sweet-talk, huh..." All morning, she drank one glass after another, getting drunk like crazy. Xu Qiang was no slouch either; he ordered the waiter in the tea restaurant to bring more than ten glasses of whiskey and put them all on the table. Yang Yi kept drinking one glass after another. Xu Qiang, also thinking, "Let's drink while we can," joined her in her revelry until Yang Yi passed out drunk.

In a moment, he generously paid the bill, then, feigning extreme concern, whispered in her ear,

"Yi... come on. I'll take you home." "No... no... no... go back..." Yang Yi was already becoming somewhat incoherent, and was even slightly resisting in his strong arms.

At this moment, Xu Qiang, with one arm around her shoulder and the other holding her delicate hand, led her step by step away from the luxurious tea restaurant. Just as Xu Qiang was about to ask where her car was parked, he accidentally caught a glimpse of her ample cleavage through the top of her silk dress, as if a deep valley had slid into her heart. He immediately felt his blood surge, and his penis began to stir, gradually hardening like an iron rod.

At this moment, his inner thoughts of good and evil struggled. He thought of not being able to peek at his friend's wife, especially since this was his boss's wife. In truth, he himself wanted more than just to peek. Ever since they broke up a few years ago, he had silently missed her, occasionally fantasizing about her curvaceous figure. Now, if fate gave him another chance to be with Yang Yi, a woman beside him who was both sexy and alluring with a touch of mature charm, and to experience joy again, he wouldn't care if it cost him his life.

Thinking this, he held her delicate body and excitedly made his way to the hotel room.

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“Mmm… Husband… why… don’t you… want me… mmm…” she stammered, her words broken.

Xu Qiang gently shook her body and asked tenderly, “Yi… who is your husband?” “Mmm… Husband…” she continued to murmur dreamily.

When Xu Qiang saw her, unable to even speak, her tall figure lying languidly on his bed… He sat quietly on the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on her flushed face, a result of her recent heavy drinking. Her curvaceous figure was beautifully accentuated by her elegant dress, radiating a unique blend of sensuality and elegance. In fact, without a closer look, most people would think she looked at least 90% like the Taiwanese supermodel, Bai Xinhui.

Suddenly, a lewd feeling surged through him, and he longed to kiss Yang Yi's full, moist lips again. He lowered his head to kiss her lips while pulling down her dress, revealing her ample breasts.

It turned out that Yang Yi, who had a C-cup, wasn't wearing a bra that day, only a thin, light blue, semi-transparent pair of panties. From his angle, her alluring pubic area was a tantalizing display of her dark forest, with her thick, yet not sparse, pubic hair clearly visible.

Needless to say, her pair of fair and firm breasts were once again vividly displayed before his eyes, and two pink areolas even peeked out from her breasts. At this moment, he felt deeply amazed, thinking that over the years, Yang Yi's breasts had not only become slightly larger, but her areolas had also retained their pink color, as if beckoning him to lick them wildly.

Finally, under the overwhelming impulse of his thoughts, he could no longer resist and lay on top of her, his hands constantly kneading her firm breasts, his head lowered as he repeatedly sucked and nibbled at her pink areolas with his tongue and mouth.

Yang Yi moaned like she was in heat, "Mmm... mmm. Husband... I... love you... mmm... ah..." "Yi... your husband doesn't know how to cherish you. Now let me cherish you." Xu Qiang twisted her areolas with one hand, while the other hand reached into her panties, frantically touching her already wet vagina with three fingers.

"Ah...ah...ah ah...um..." A sudden electric sensation surged through her body, and she let out a long, short cry.

"So wet...Yi...you're excited, aren't you?" Xu Qiang stuck out his tongue and licked her pretty earlobe up and down, while his penis gradually rose and became erect.

"Um...ah ah...oh...ah..." Yang Yi trembled slightly from his teasing, and her body uncontrollably leaked vaginal fluid, soaking her pubic hair and leaving a vast ocean-like stain on the bed.

The vagina in Xu Qiang's eyes was extremely beautiful, with pubic hair growing neatly along both sides of the labia majora, and the small groove in the middle was oozing clear vaginal fluid. The labia majora were slightly parted, revealing two pink labia, the pink clitoris peeking out from under the foreskin, and the vaginal opening was leaking vaginal fluid, making the entire mons pubis wet.

While coaxing her, he used his hands to pull down his pants and underwear. With a "smack," his penis seemed to jump out of his underwear and slapped her beautiful, long, smooth legs. He looked at her with an overwhelmingly erotic expression and said, "Yi... call me husband... say Xu Qiang is your husband... if you say it, I'll feed you well." She suddenly felt Xu Qiang's hot, hard penis slap her beautiful legs, and her whole body trembled as she cried out lewdly, "Ah... husband... oh... ah... ah..." "Yang Yi, be good, say Xu Qiang is your husband... if you say it, I'll insert it into your vagina. Yang Yi, be good." Xu Qiang took off her panties, and then used his hard legs to spread Yang Yi's small, beautiful legs apart. His heavy body pressed Yang Yi down firmly, making her unable to move an inch; then he grasped his already rock-hard penis in one hand and gently rubbed it on her clitoris, making her cry out even more ecstatically.

Her mind was racing, her eyes tightly closed, filled with lust. Gradually, her thoughts returned to normal, and she gasped in shock, "Mmm...ah...Xu...Qiang...is...Xu...Qiang??!!" "Yi...I can't hold back anymore. I want you, give it to me quickly." Xu Qiang straddled her, pulling her close with one arm, then buried his erect penis into her incredibly wet and lustful vagina.

She suddenly felt Xu Qiang's large penis gradually penetrating her forbidden area, and screamed in terror, "No! We can't do this! Stop it! Ah... I don't want to!!" Xu Qiang gradually felt the heat emanating from her vagina, and immediately commanded her in an excited tone:

"I'm going to do it anyway... We've come this far, don't you want this? Think about whether your husband has fulfilled his responsibilities as your husband all these years? I'm different, I will love you well. Yang Yi, I mean it. Come on... It's not like this is the first time. Now let me put it all in, let's ascend to heaven together..." Yang Yi let out a painful moan beneath him, and suddenly bit his shoulder hard:

"No!! I beg you, please let me go... I can't be unfaithful to my husband. I'm married, I'm his wife. Stop it..." "Ah!!!!!" Xu Qiang cried out in pain, as if he had jumped up. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Yi ran off his bed, sobbing uncontrollably. She opened the door and left his room half-naked without looking back.

Chapter 7: The Three Virtues and Nine Martyrs, the Three Obediences and Four Virtues.

That afternoon, Yang Yi drove her red Porsche Targa 4 alone, silently cruising along the road. She pressed one button with each hand, and the roof of the sports car gradually opened.

She stared blankly ahead, her large, watery eyes gradually filling with tears. She felt extremely ashamed thinking about how she had almost been raped by that bastard Xu Qiang. On the other hand, she felt a slight excitement at the near-miss, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, as if she could hear her own heart pounding violently. Her already wet lower body suddenly felt an unbearable ecstasy, and her vaginal fluid flowed down her calves, soaking her semi-transparent light blue panties.

Because it had been drizzling all day, the sky was pitch black, and the midday wind was chilly. Only a few dim streetlights illuminated the slippery road leading to the gate of the villa.

Yang Yi returned home, her heart heavy with tears. She looked around to see if anyone was home, then, as if filled with remorse, she rushed upstairs to the bathroom with lightning speed.

A moment later, as the soap bubbles slid over her body, she closed her eyes, her mind replaying the embarrassing scene with Xu Qiang. A surge of intense arousal washed over her. She instinctively lowered one hand to her genitals and began masturbating, while her other hand gently squeezed her breasts, which swelled to their fullest extent.

Suddenly, she imagined Xu Qiang's hard, large penis throbbing in front of her face, while she lay provocatively on the bed, her two pink legs spread wide to receive his penis. This image alone was enough to make her blood boil. Her hands began to rub her body, masturbating wantonly.

At this moment, her body's natural reaction told her that it wasn't that she didn't want Xu Qiang's violation; her previous extreme resistance stemmed from her fear that her husband would eventually discover this, deeply hurting his feelings and their marriage.

Now, having experienced Xu Qiang's sexual release, she deeply understood how indispensable her need for sex was, and how desperately she longed for Xu Qiang to satisfy her slender, curvaceous body once more, until it became uncontrollable.

While frantically imagining this lewd scene, she pressed her fingers against her clitoris, constantly rotating them. Her face was flushed, her eyes tightly closed, her chest heaving uncontrollably. Her moans grew louder and louder, becoming increasingly wanton and sensual, until she knew her climax was imminent. She subtly increased the pressure of her fingers, and with a sudden shriek, her legs gave way, and she collapsed into the bathroom, her whole body trembling as she reached the most intense climax of her life.

She lay limp on the floor, the warm water from the showerhead splashing all over her fair, beautiful face. She felt an overwhelming sense of shame and embarrassment at facing her husband. As a married woman, she had secretly met with her former lover, and had almost been raped. At the same time, she couldn't resist external temptations, fantasizing about him and masturbating.

She and Xu Qiang had once been deeply in love, inseparable, but ultimately broke up. The reason for the breakup was that her husband, a super-rich man, had pursued her relentlessly, determined to win her heart.

She saw this as a golden opportunity to snag a wealthy husband, a miraculous rise from humble beginnings to stardom—a fairytale she never dreamed would happen to her. So, she quickly succumbed to the financial temptations her husband offered and secretly broke up with Xu Qiang.

Xu Qiang, in turn, abandoned himself for her, wallowing in self-pity for years, until recently, through her recommendation, he finally landed a job at his husband's large company.

Meanwhile, she felt incredibly angry with her husband. When her eyes fell on the luxurious diamond ring worth over nine hundred thousand yuan on her finger, she felt a pang of melancholy and sadness. Why, after all these years, had her husband only provided her with extravagant material comforts, leaving her emotionally empty? Conversely, she had always been considerate and attentive to him, behaving with grace and poise in public, appearing like a noblewoman, exuding elegance.

At this moment, she kept asking herself, is it true that every man is attracted to extremely young women? And what about her own husband? Why did she forgive him every time, knowing he was having an affair, and that his mistress was his twenty-year-old private secretary? Yet she dared not let him or the police know the details of what had happened between Xu Qiang and her that day, fearing that her reputation as a wealthy heiress and her refined demeanor would be ruined overnight, and that her husband would lose face in front of all the prominent families he dealt with.

So she decided to keep everything a secret from him, hoping that this thin veil could truly conceal this smoldering desire forever, keeping it from him for as long as possible.

A short while later, her strength gradually returned, and she got up and left the bathroom, walking step by step towards the mirror in the bedroom. Suddenly, her naked, wet body was vividly reflected in the mirror.

The alluring, voluptuous figure before her—a woman with angelic beauty and long, shapely legs—was undeniably stunning. Yet, a sense of resentment welled within her. Why did her own husband remain indifferent and unappreciative of her?

Tears welled in her eyes, and a bitter sigh escaped her lips. A faint hope lingered that her husband would one day change for her, for she still loved him deeply and remained devoted to him.

Then, she noticed her MSN account flashing incessantly. Naked, she walked to the computer, sat down, and opened it. Suddenly, she stared in astonishment at the screen displaying Xu Qiang's MSN name. Her body trembled uncontrollably as she intently read his messages.

Xu Qiangli's message reads:

"Yang Yi, I'm back at the company. I really wanted to call you, but I was afraid you wouldn't like it. I know I made a huge mistake today. I don't even know why I did that. Please forgive me and understand how deeply I love you. Please don't call the police, and please don't tell Chairman Chen. I'm afraid he might do something to hurt you."

"Please forgive me, Xu Qiang." At this moment, she was so agitated that her hands trembled uncontrollably. Her eyes were fixed on these lines on the screen, and she suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of shame. Then, her trembling hands slowly typed a message for him on the computer.

Yang Yi's message read:

"Xu Qiang, do you still have the nerve to talk to me? I really hate what you've done, using underhanded tactics to violate me. I'm married now, I'm someone else's wife. So please stop bothering my life.

I'm cutting ties with you now, we're no longer friends.

Please leave me alone, Yang Yi." After typing that message, she immediately shut down her computer. Then, without looking back, she got up and went to the large walk-in closet in her bedroom to change.

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My mind was filled with fantasies of my wife and her lover making love right beside me. The image of the sexy, alluring Yang Yi, naked, being penetrated by her lover's penis, fueled my fantasies, intensifying my lust. My highly aroused penis thrust relentlessly, each stroke eliciting screams of pleasure from her.

She posed and moved against me, actively swallowing and releasing my penis, moaning ecstatically, "I...I feel so good...fuck me harder...make me climax...let me ascend to heaven! Oh my god...ah...ah...Mr. Chen..." At that moment, the pool water splashed excitedly with the sight of their naked bodies. I held her tightly around the waist, excitedly shouting, "Say you're my bitch! Serve me for life! A big reward awaits you!" “Mr. Chen… I’m your bitch… Let me serve you for the rest of my life… Fuck me to death…” Her eyes were almost brimming with tears, her beautiful hair flying wildly as she obediently murmured in a coquettish voice.

I gradually imagined Enna’s delicate face as my wife Yang Yi’s, constantly telling myself that Yang Yi was making love wildly with another man, and I, beneath her, had become another muscular man. I was instantly consumed by lust, unable to breathe properly, and my movements became faster and faster, thrusting harder and harder, my hoarse voice screaming, “Haha… Ah ha… You bitch… Do you want to make love with another man? Tell me!” With a charming and amorous look on her face, she suddenly squatted down on my body, then forcefully tightened her already closed vagina, allowing my penis to be tightly encased in her virgin vagina, saying with a thousand charms, “Hmm? Another… man? Mr. Chen, what are you talking about?!” "I don't want anyone else... I only want you... Fuck me... Ah... Mr. Chen... Mr. Chen... Ah..." "Oh... Yang Yi... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to ejaculate..." I closed my eyes tightly, my body extremely excited as I ejaculated thick streams of semen into her uterus, while calling out my wife's name in my heart.

"Ah... You ejaculated so quickly? Ah... It's so hot... It feels so good... I'm coming too... Ah, hold me tight... Ah..." Enna said, trembling all over.

A moment later, we were lying on the rest chairs by the swimming pool... "Mr. Chen, what should I do if I get pregnant with your child?" Enna, naked, laid her head on my hard chest and said shyly in a low voice.

I smoked one cigarette after another, pretending to persuade her: "Well... what else can you do? Of course, you'll give birth to his child. So that my Chen family will have an heir." "Really? Then... what about me?" she suddenly said nervously.

"Hahaha... Of course I won't mistreat you." Although I can't give you a formal title, I will take you into my family and make you my second woman, Chen Jiarong. You can be my personal secretary and mistress. Once you enter the gates of my Chen residence, I guarantee you wealth and luxury. Ha...haha..." I laughed loudly.

"Chairman Chen~~ I love you to death!" "She excitedly hugged my neck and said to me in a coquettish voice.

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At the moment when it was time to leave work, Xu Qiang, with a worried and sad feeling, walked step by step towards the elevator in the building. Just as the elevator indicator light reached the computer department on the fortieth floor, the elevator doors slowly opened.

When Xu Qiang looked up, he was immediately surprised to see me and my personal secretary, Enna, intimately kissing each other in the elevator. When I noticed the elevator doors opening automatically, in that instant, I jumped as far away from her as I could, my eyes anxiously looking at Xu Qiang's face, feeling so embarrassed that I wanted to hide in a hole.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qiang pretended not to have seen what had just happened, and naturally walked into the elevator, then stood between Enna and me. He said to me politely, "Chairman Chen, hello. Miss Enna, hello." "Ah... hello. You... are you going home?" "I looked at him a little embarrassed and said,

"Yes. Back to the hotel. Waiting for the six o'clock bus." "He nodded.

At that moment, Xu Qiang glanced at Enna beside him. Her full breasts swayed in a tight, low-cut black dress, revealing her smooth, white back. His eyes continued to linger on her white legs peeking out from under the dress, her rounded buttocks raised high by her three-and-a-half-inch black high heels, and her soft, dark hair cascading down her back like a waterfall.

At that moment, Xu Qiang thought to himself that such a beautiful young woman was the mistress of a middle-aged man like himself, and he felt deeply indignant for Yang Yi. If the two women were to be compared, Yang Yi would definitely be far superior, more charming and elegant. Besides, Enna was just pretty and curvaceous, a natural vixen. Suddenly,

an idea struck him. He wanted to be alone with Xu Qiang and invited him, "Xu Qiang, do you have time later? How about I give you a ride home?" "Ah...that...how could I?" "Xu Qiang said in surprise.

"No need to be embarrassed. I insist. Anyway, I've been through that road." I said to him earnestly.

He finally couldn't refuse my invitation and said to me with gratitude, "Alright then. Thank you, Chairman Chen." I immediately pretended to be unfamiliar with Enna and turned to her, "Enna, you can go home now. See you tomorrow." "Yes, Chairman Chen." She also tactfully joined me in acting in front of Xu Qiang, saying goodbye to us with a proper demeanor.

... At this moment, on the busy avenue, pedestrians and drivers around kept staring at the most dazzling Lamborghini sports car on the road. Inside, there were two people sitting in the front of the sports car, these two people were Xu Qiang and me, the driver. Because I wanted to be alone with Xu Qiang, I told my private driver and bodyguard to take a ride home.

"Xu Qiang, did you... just now see something you shouldn't have seen?" "At that moment, I suddenly blurted out these words.

He trembled and stammered assuring me, 'Chairman Chen, I won't tell anyone. I promise you.' 'Haha...you're smart. Actually, it's normal for men to have casual flings.' I said to him with a sly smile.

'Ah...yes, Chairman Chen,' he said softly, bowing his head in agreement.

'Xu Qiang, I want to ask you a question. My wife told me that you used to take good care of her and were quite familiar with her.

Do you know anything about her past romantic relationships?' I asked him another rather startling question."

He suddenly remembered my wife, Yang Yi, and his past relationship, and said awkwardly, "I...I don't know...why are you asking this?" "Haha...it's nothing. I just want to know more about my wife," I immediately said with a generous smile.

I then asked him, "Oh, right, would you like to come to my house for a drink sometime?" He was startled, his face suddenly turning pale, and he said tremblingly, "Your...house?!" "Yes, actually I want you to do me a favor. It's to keep in touch with my wife more often. You know, you're her former classmate. Anyway, you're bored to death back at the hotel. Why don't you come to my house and have dinner with us?" "Ah...I don't think it's convenient right now. I suddenly remembered I have something to do." He kept making excuses, afraid of feeling extremely embarrassed when he saw my wife again.

I said with a disappointed look, "That's... such a pity. But you absolutely have to attend the company party this Friday night. I've already invited you. My wife will be attending with me that day." "The company party? Okay then. I'll attend. But I don't have a partner." He continued.

I gave him a loud, lewd laugh and said to him in a serious tone, "That's easy. That night, my personal secretary, Enna, will be your partner. You have to take good care of her for me that night. Don't bully her, okay? Haha..." "That's not a good idea... I'm scared..." He shook his head desperately, saying no.

"Damn it... No one can disobey what I, Chairman Chen, have said. Kid, do you want to die?" I immediately cursed at him.

"Okay, okay... Chairman Chen, I'll listen to you." He nodded fearfully, agreeing to be Enna's partner that night.

Xu Qiang and I chatted about the company party that night as we arrived at the entrance of his hotel.

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Then a smile gradually spread across her lips, and she suddenly uttered a seductive, coquettish voice, "Oh, honey, you're back? I missed you so much!" "You naughty wife, are you playing pretend with me? You little vixen, I'll tickle you to death!" I suddenly hugged her tightly, inhaling the fragrance emanating from her body, instantly feeling her alluringly provocative advances.

She quickly swayed her sexy body from side to side, playfully scolding, "Hehe, honey, I've been a little willful these past few days. I'm sorry, honey. I won't throw this tantrum at you anymore.

As long as you come back to me, I won't pay attention to those other women outside. As long as you love me, that's enough." I held her tightly in my arms, then tenderly inhaled the fragrance of her long, flowing hair, and said to her, word by word, "Alright, alright, honey, your bad temper... do you think I'll just..." "Does your husband not know or understand? How can they compare to you? You are the only little darling in my heart. I will love you for life." She suddenly pouted, her tone slightly jealous, and said, "Sweet-talking husband... don't go out and fool around and then abandon me. I'll kill myself then." "No, no. You are already my wife, my only wife, Chen Jiarong's only wife. Hehe..." I kept pulling down her semi-transparent nightgown piece by piece with both hands, and gently licked her high breasts with my mouth.

She responded with seductive eyes and moaned, "Husband~~ I need... you..." I kept rubbing her big, fleshy breasts hard, deliberately teasing her with provocative words, "What do you want? Hehe... if you don't tell me, your husband won't know what you need... if you don't tell me, it'll be gone... haha." "Hmm... husband... I want..." she said shyly.

As I pulled down my pants, still wearing my work suit jacket, my penis hardened considerably. "Tell me... what do you want..." "I... want a cock... I'm so embarrassed..." She trembled slightly after saying that, her hands wrapping tightly around my neck in embarrassment.

"Hahaha... ha... whose cock?" Hearing my wife use such crude language to describe her needs, I excitedly placed my penis on her sensitive vulva and began to rub it.

"Mmm... husband's... I want husband's big cock..." She twisted her body shyly, her lower body pushing upwards, her heart yearning for her husband's penis to penetrate her already wet vagina.

Suddenly, I straightened up, and my penis plunged all the way into her vagina. I immediately climbed onto her body, passionately demanding, "Ah... Wife, your vagina is so wet... so hot... so tight... Wife... I want you to be my wanton wife..." "Mmm... mmm... ahhh! Husband... I can't take it... it's too big... ahhh..." She wrapped her arms around my neck, her pink legs spread wide open, screaming with fervor.

My penis thrust in and out wildly, my hands squeezing her full breasts as I cried out, "Ah, wife...do you want to find a lover to have sex with?...Tell me quickly..." She trembled, fantasizing about her passionate encounter with Xu Qiang that morning. She gripped my neck tightly, threw her head back, gasped for breath, and excitedly spread her pink legs, saying, "No...no...I don't want to...husband...I only want you...ah...ah...oh..." "I know what you're thinking...wife...I'll allow you to have sex with your lover...wife...I feel so good...I'll fuck you to death...you're a slut...ah oh..." I said, panting.

She covered her blushing face with her hands, choking out, "husband...I...I...don't want to..." "It's okay...we're just talking...don't you let him fuck your cunt on this master bedroom bed every day behind my back?" I continued to thrust hard into her wet vagina, using rough words to entice her.

Thinking of Xu Qiang, she desperately spread her legs, moaning and crying out, "Ah...ah...husband, harder...ah...oh...ah...I feel so good...I want it..." I thrust and pounded into her, my hands continuing to knead her full breasts. My mind was filled with fantasies of my wife cheating and arguing with another handsome man, and my lust intensified. Trembling, I said, "Ah...wife...did he secretly fuck you behind my back today...um...tell me...you slutty wife..." "Um, ah...he...yes...do you still want me, husband..." she shouted excitedly, shaking her head.

"What?! He did? Ah...wife, I'm so happy...I ejaculated...ah..." I felt an electric shock of intense excitement throughout my body, and my penis broke my record, ejaculating all my semen in such a short time.

Her legs were spread wide, her whole body trembling with excitement. Her eyes rolled back as she looked at me, saying, "Ah...ah...husband..." Under such intense sexual stimulation, I collapsed weakly onto her. We were both flushed and sweating profusely, embracing each other.

After resting for a short while, I lifted my wife, her face still flushed from orgasm, and gazed at me shyly with loving eyes.

I held her beautiful face in one hand, my penis still trembling slightly, and asked her, my whole body shaking, "Wife, what you said just now, was it true?" "I..." Yang Yi's eyes were glistening with tears, and she seemed about to cry.

I started to get impatient and looked at her loudly, "Just say it. Hurry up and say it!" "Your temper is so bad... I don't even dare to talk to you anymore..." she said, blushing and lowering her head.

I lowered my breath, then sighed and said, "Okay, okay... I won't get angry. Just tell me everything. Is it really true? Who is that person?" She looked disappointed and worried and said, "Honey... do you really want to know? You're not angry?" I suddenly felt like my temper was about to explode, and I started cursing at her, slapping her as I said,

"You son of a bitch! If you don't tell me, I'm really going to get angry. Tell me now!" She grabbed my hand nervously, trembling all over, and said, "It's... it's Xu Qiang." "Oh my god... it's him?" I was shocked, unable to believe that the new recruit I had just hired was my rival in love. Yet, my penis instantly became erect, and the feeling brought about by this psychological contrast was indescribable.

She frowned deeply, closing her eyes as she pondered the passion of the morning. After a while, her eyes fixed on me, and she said tremblingly, "Today I went on a date with him. I drank a lot of alcohol and was unconscious when he carried me back to his hotel room. He probably just wanted to rape me, but I eventually woke up and ran away. Husband, I beg you, please don't hit him or anything." I pretended to be very angry and shouted at her, "Hit him?? If I don't kill him, I'm not Mr. Chen!" She immediately became very nervous, pleading with me through tears, "Husband..." "...I'm begging you. He...is my ex-boyfriend." "Your ex-boyfriend? You've kept this from me for so long. No wonder you were so kind as to recommend him to me.

So everything you do has a purpose." She glanced shyly at my erect penis, immediately lowering her flushed face and whispering, "No, honey, you're the one I love most...the only one I love. He's just a passing phase. I've cut ties with him completely, we'll never see each other again. Honey, please believe me." I suddenly chuckled at her, winked, and then pulled her head into my arms. At this

moment, I gently guided her delicate hand to my erect penis, excitedly saying, "Hehe...seeing how worried you are about him makes my heart ache." "Honey, you...aren't you angry anymore?" She looked at me suspiciously, her face flushed with doubt.

I gripped her delicate hand tightly around my erect penis, panting as I poured out my morbid thoughts, "Wife, if I told you you could be friends with him again, would you be happy? But if you really don't mean it, I won't stop you. It's all in your hands.

Actually, what you need, God has already arranged for you." "What are you talking about?" she asked, her face flushed, glancing down at me before looking at the ground thoughtfully, her delicate hand still gripping my erect penis tightly.

"Wife... I believe the most important thing in a relationship is happiness. Of course, money is best, but it's not the most important thing. Problems that money can solve aren't problems. I think if he makes you happy, you can give it a try." At this moment, my wife's mind was in chaos, with good and evil thoughts constantly battling each other. She stared at the hard, erect penis she was playing with in her left hand, and could see the more than 900,000 yuan wedding diamond ring she had put on him years ago, sparkling and illuminating the entire bedroom. At this moment, she kept thinking about how the two of us should continue our married life.

Chapter 8 Company Party, Sweet Couple

On the night of the company party, Yang Yi was displaying her graceful figure in front of the large mirror in her bedroom at home, while her husband—I—was beside her, fastening the Fendi brand low-cut, gorgeous white dress she was wearing.

"Honey... I think this party dress you bought for me is too tight, isn't it?" Yang Yi said shyly.

At this moment, already dressed in an ultra-expensive Armani suit, I gradually took a few steps back, my eyes constantly scanning her from top to bottom. Her regal bearing and captivating beauty, her half-exposed breasts, and her perfectly proportioned 43-inch long, smooth legs, made me marvel at her low-cut, sexy dress. Combined with the noble air of a high-society lady emanating from her delicate face, it effortlessly accentuated her elegant figure. I was sure she would cause a sensation and shine brightly at the party later.

I pulled her into my arms and said with a lewd grin, "Haha... Honey, it's all because you're born with such a great figure. Look at your amazing breasts, they're almost bursting out. I bet everyone here will have a nosebleed. Haha..." Her face flushed instantly, radiating desire, and she lightly punched me, saying, "Honey, are you going to laugh at me? I didn't even want to buy this, it's all your fault for forcing me to dress so revealingly for your company's party! It's so embarrassing!" "Don't you want to go yourself? Even your ex-lover is going! Hehe..." I continued to tease her.

Her face flushed with shyness, she said, "You jerk! You jerk! What nonsense are you talking about? I've told you, I won't talk to him anymore." I gently stroked her soft black hair and breathed softly into her ear, enticing her, "Don't you really miss him? These past few days, when we've made love, haven't you been thinking about him constantly?" My wife's ear trembled slightly from my breath, and she immediately lowered her head, her face turning bright red.

She hesitated for a moment, then closed her eyes and thought for a while before pleading with me, "Honey, don't talk nonsense anymore. I'll really get angry if you keep saying that. Actually, I..." Her face flushed, and she glanced at me hesitantly before saying, "I... I'm really afraid to see him later. It's so embarrassing..." "Haha... Don't be afraid... With your husband by your side, you won't be shy. I think we don't have much time, let's go now." I laughed heartily, slipped the million-dollar diamond necklace onto her neck, and then lovingly took her slightly trembling hand as we went downstairs together.

...A moment later, as we sat in the back seat of a Rolls-Royce, speeding towards the company,

Yang Yi's expression gradually became tense. At that moment, she thought to herself, "I've attended many important events before, and since I married into this wealthy family, I've constantly accompanied my husband to various social gatherings and parties, big and small. So why am I filled with such immense fear and dread this time?"

Should she even attend this company party?

During this period of inner turmoil, our car finally arrived at the company building's gate. Through the window, we could see a massive crowd that filled the entire venue.

It was a sea of people, many shoulder to shoulder, with numerous security guards constantly stationed to maintain order. The entire area was instantly packed.

When she looked up through the window at the crowd outside, she saw reporters, wealthy members of high society, and paparazzi fans. If there was one word to describe the scene, it would be "a sea of people, a bustling, chaotic scene."

"Honey, we're here. Get everything ready and you can go," I said gently.

After our private driver and bodyguard opened the car door for us from the outside, I gently took my wife's hand and we stepped out of the Rolls-Royce together. We immediately attracted attention and caused a stir.

Reporters and paparazzi cameras flashed incessantly, and many people applauded our arrival.

At this moment, she felt a mix of joy and worry. She was happy because she had to greet everyone with a smile, displaying her elegant beauty and sometimes charming, sometimes alluring nobility; she was worried because she was certain she would meet Xu Qiang soon, which would make her feel incredibly ashamed.

Now, she knew she could only take things one step at a time, so she quickened her pace and followed her husband onto the red carpet, entering the hall of the building together.

...As my wife and I walked hand in hand into the hall, Yang Yi's eyes lit up. She deeply felt that the visual spectacle emanating from the venue tonight far surpassed any previous opulent scene. The moment I led her into the hall, my wife's graceful and captivating movements stunned everyone present. The flashbulbs went off continuously, and then the VIPs and guests in the hall came forward to greet us.

Just then, in the distance, a well-matched couple walked hand in hand towards us. I saw Xu Qiang dressed in a black tuxedo, looking every bit the refined official. Beside him stood my personal secretary and mistress, Enna. She wore a vibrant, luxurious pink dress that perfectly accentuated her slender waist, smooth, beautiful legs, and ample breasts. Up close, she even bore a resemblance to the Taiwanese model, Lin Weiru. At that moment, they really did look like a couple.

"Chairman Chen, hello. There are so many people tonight. The atmosphere is truly lively," Xu Qiang said politely, extending his hand to shake mine.

At this moment, Enna nodded slightly to Yang Yi to acknowledge their meeting.

"Haha, what kind of company party wouldn't be lively? Don't talk nonsense, you're so ignorant!" I replied arrogantly, casually pulling out a cigarette and taking a boastful drag.

"Ah...yes. I'm very sorry," he said, staring blankly at me, embarrassed.

He immediately looked embarrassed, his eyes like those of a child who had done something wrong, staring at my wife. He stammered, "Yang Yi, you look beautiful today... How have you been lately?" Her captivating, watery eyes glanced at him shyly, her heart pounding as if she wanted to see him a few more times. At that moment, she was asking herself what she was thinking. The man standing before her was the same despicable man who had violated her body and almost raped her that day. She should hate him, but now, standing so close to him, her emotions were in turmoil, her heart pounding with shyness.

"Ah... I... I'm fine... Thank you," she said, a beautiful blush spreading across her pale face, her voice trembling slightly.

I glanced at my wife's shy expression and jokingly said to them, "Ha...ha...Enna, you'd better keep Xu Qiang company tonight. Don't let him stay alone all night. Haha...Xu Qiang, you're so lucky. Haha..." She immediately pouted her full, moist lips, blushing shyly as she looked at me and said, "Chairman Chen~~ I won't stand for it...you're just teasing him. Don't worry, I'll definitely make him not want to leave me." At this moment, Yang Yi was standing next to the three of us, her eyes fixed on Xu Qiang and Enna, who were holding hands affectionately, acting like a very loving couple, and Enna was constantly showering him with attention. A strange feeling of sourness and jealousy welled up in her heart.

At this moment, her eyes kept glancing at Enna, who was standing next to her former lover. Enna possessed full breasts, rosy skin, and a tall, well-proportioned figure; she was sure Enna could rival her own allure and attract the admiration of many men. She kept thinking that with Enna's delicate and charming appearance, it was no wonder her husband had an affair with her.

To be fair, Enna was only a little younger, which made her figure even more alluring, and she seemed somewhat naive and innocent. But overall, she deeply felt that if she added a touch of maturity to her sexiness, she would definitely be superior. The more she thought about it, the more heartbroken she became, and tears gradually welled up in her eyes.

I noticed that her eyes were gradually becoming wet.

Yang Yi thought about tidying herself up in the restroom and politely said to me, "Honey, I need to use the restroom." "Mrs. Chen, why don't I go with you?" Enna kindly offered.

Yang Yi had no choice but to nod in agreement.

A moment later, when the two of them entered the bathroom, they stood in front of the mirror, tidying themselves up.

"Mrs. Chen, if I may be a little gossipy, why were you crying just now?" Enna asked Yang Yi with a flirtatious look.

Yang Yi replied with a jealous expression, "You can call me Yang Yi, or A Yi is fine too. Aren't you much younger than me?" Enna was startled by Yang Yi's sudden jealousy and looked at her with a strange gaze, cautiously saying, "Then I'll call you Yang Yi. Yang Yi, is there something you're unhappy about with me?" Yang Yi thought about how her husband had already been violated by her, and now she wanted to seduce Xu Qiang. Then she suddenly threatened Enna, staring intently at her, and said, "Nothing's wrong. I just wanted to advise you, later you..." "It's best not to touch him like that. You might get away with touching him, but you won't be able to stop yourself. Don't say I didn't warn you." Enna started to get impatient with her, her tone becoming increasingly sarcastic. "Yang Yi, I think you've misunderstood me. Xu Qiang only invited me to be his partner because he's single. Besides, he's nobody to you, so why are you so nervous?" Yang Yi was immediately angry, but she couldn't say anything, a bitter, astringent, and helpless feeling washing over her—it was like swallowing a bitter pill.

"You… I'm not going to talk to him. He's definitely nobody to me." Yang Yi had no intention of arguing with her anymore and turned to leave the restroom.

Enna followed her with a smile, heading towards the hall together.

…When they returned to their respective tables, Yang Yi saw that each guest had been served a glass of wine. She picked up her glass and took a big gulp, letting out her pent-up resentment.

Seeing her so agitated, I chuckled and said, "Honey, you don't need to be so agitated.

Finishing a whole glass in one gulp? How can that last until the party ends?" "I'm fine," she said quietly.

Her eyes flashed with anger as she noticed Xu Qiang and Enna sitting at the next table. Enna's gaze inadvertently caught her fierce look, and then Enna gradually smiled, placing a hand under Xu Qiang's table to tease him. Then, my wife, in her excitement, grabbed my own glass without asking and downed it.

"Hehe, what's wrong with you? You're staring at them like you want to devour them. What?

Are you jealous or possessive?" I whispered in her ear with a sly grin.

She looked at me with her rosy cheeks, shyly explaining, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm not jealous. Why would I be jealous? I said I wouldn't pay any attention to him. So don't mention his name in front of me." Her face gradually flushed red, whether from the many drinks she'd had, or from the fact that I'd asked her something she was thinking, she was blushing with embarrassment. Looking at her cherry-like lips, shy eyes, and rosy cheeks, I almost couldn't resist the urge to get excited.

At that moment, the lights in the hall dimmed, and the melodious sound of waltz music suddenly filled the dance floor.

Suddenly seized by a sudden impulse, I stood up like a gentleman and said affectionately to my wife, "Hey, honey, how about we go for a dance?" My wife saw that Enna had already led Xu Qiang to the dance floor, so she put down her drink, took my hand affectionately, and led me step by step to the center of the dance floor. We then began to dance a slow dance, hand in hand and waist in each other's arms.

At that moment, my wife and I began to dance gracefully in front of everyone. Her angelic, innocent face and devilishly curvaceous figure swayed with each movement, drawing envious glances from all the men in the room.

We danced to Xu Qiang and Enna's spot, and in a moment of excitement, I extended my hand to Xu Qiang, offering my wife as his dance partner. I then took Enna into my arms and continued our slow, graceful dance. My wife stared at me in surprise from within Xu Qiang's embrace, her eyes meeting mine with trembling fear. "Honey?! What...what do you mean?" she asked. I grinned cheekily and said, "Hehe...wife, you can dance with Xu Qiang. I have Enna by my side." As soon as I finished speaking, I turned and danced away with Enna. The playful and adorable Enna smiled sweetly and continued dancing intimately with me.

"Husband, don't go..." Yang Yi's eyes gradually lost sight of her husband, and she turned to him, trembling, saying,

"Don't do anything rash. Otherwise, I'll tell my husband everything." At that moment, Xu Qiang felt a surge of passion. Looking down at Yang Yi's low-cut dress, revealing her full breasts and smooth skin, his lower body involuntarily hardened. His gaze then became fixed on her alluring cleavage, which swayed violently as she danced with him at close range.

She trembled uncontrollably, panting, and murmured, "Xu Qiang! I know where you're looking. I can't leave the dance floor because I want to maintain my image. Please don't force me to do something I don't want to do, okay?" Xu Qiang snapped out of his daze, his eyes gazing deeply into her face, one arm tightly around her waist.

"Ah... I'm sorry. Yi, you look so beautiful tonight. You look like Snow White, a fairy descended from heaven, in this dress." Yang Yi remained expressionless, her eyes fixed on the ground.

"Yi, it feels like it's been so long since we danced together like this. I really miss those romantic times." He then gently touched her hip, speaking softly to her.

"Xu Qiang... you..." In an instant, she felt all the blood rush to her head, her face burning, her heart pounding. Her face was flushed, incredibly alluring!

"Yi, since that day, have you ever thought of me?" Xu Qiang whispered in her ear.

An angry glint flashed across her face, her tone tinged with jealousy: "You dare say that?

I don't want you to. Besides, you already have a beautiful woman like Enna to keep you company. You're so lucky!" "Yi, I didn't want to either. It was Chairman Chen who forced me to invite Enna to be my companion. I'm innocent!" Xu Qiang looked at her innocently, but his arms were tightly wrapped around her as they danced together.

"Who would believe you? Who wouldn't want to pick the flowers on the street? Sigh... I'm getting old." Yang Yi said jealously.

"You're not old. You're still the sexy and charming Yang Yi. And you're getting more and more beautiful. I'm serious.

Enna can't compare to you." At this moment, Yang Yi glanced at him slightly, then smiled, looking at him with an extremely sweet and charming expression. Xu Qiang was excited by her captivating eyes and almost couldn't resist.

At this moment, amidst this romantic atmosphere, they were both intoxicated by the power of silence.

...At the same time, in the security room of the auditorium, two naked, sweaty bodies were writhing on the table.

"Chairman Chen...are you really sure this glass mirror only shows the outside from the inside? Ahh..." Enna, naked, crawled towards me like a dog, turning back to look at me in shock.

"Yes, do you think I wouldn't know my company's place? Hurry up and stick your ass up. I'll fuck you to death...ah..." I excitedly climbed onto the table, grabbed her plump buttocks with both hands, and then thrust my penis deep into her wanton vagina.

She immediately tilted her head back, turning it seductively, staring directly at me with her eyes wide open, trembling all over as she cried out,

"Oh... Mr. Chen... Ah... Is this room locked? I... I'm afraid someone might come in... Ahh..." I ignored Enna's cries, continuing to hold her plump buttocks with my hands, my lower body thrusting faster and faster as I frantically fucked her, saying, "You motherfucker! Stop whining... Ahh! Fuck you to death, you slut..." "Oh... Mr. Chen... It's too hard... Fuck me to death... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ahhh... Ah... Ah... Ahhh..." With each thrust, I plunged deep into her vagina, and she cooperated with my thrusts, shaking her head and screaming with each stroke.

I kept staring at Xu Qiang and my wife outside, the two of them dancing romantically together. My dear, I was incredibly excited, as if I had already been cuckolded. I shouted, "Say it! You're a slutty woman...you want to sleep with someone else...say it!" Enna placed her hands tightly in front of the glass mirror inside the room and screamed loudly, "Mmm...ah! I...I'm a slutty woman...ah. Ah...I want to sleep with someone else...ah...ah! I'm so excited...Chairman Chen...fuck me...ah..." I twisted her round buttocks tightly, my eyes fixed on Xu Qiang and my wife together, my mind replaying their naked intercourse.

“Oh… you slut… you really are a slut… do you want everyone outside to see your big breasts swaying back and forth? Ah… let him fuck you… fuck you to death!” She twisted her body wildly, shouting loudly, “Ah ah… ah… oh… I’m a slut… fuck me to death…” Under these two stimulations, I finally frowned slightly, opened my lips slightly, closed my eyes and shouted loudly, “You’re going to be fucked to death by him… I’m cumming… ah ah…” After ejaculating inside her, I lay weakly on her back, panting as I watched my wife and her ex-lover outside arguing and bickering, feeling a strange mix of emotions.

After a short while, Enna, her face flushed, turned over and laid her beautiful, climax-filled body on my chest, gazing at me shyly and affectionately.

Enna nestled against me like a little bird, shyly asking, "Chairman Chen, who is 'him'?" "Ah...him?" I looked at her awkwardly.

"Yes. Who is he? These past few days, you've been talking about him every time we make love," Enna said.

"Hehe...nobody. It's just that I have someone on my mind. It's nothing serious." I sighed, thinking about Xu Qiang and my wife's things, my heart churning with mixed feelings.

"I've felt like you've been acting strange these past few days. Are you really alright?" she asked, her expression full of concern.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Quickly get yourself ready. We need to get out of here quickly, lest others suspect where we've gone." I kissed her, a bittersweet feeling welling up inside me .

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... I understand this principle very well. That is to say, sometimes when a woman can't get what she wants, or is envious of what others have, she'll treat that thing as a priceless treasure. But I've never witnessed, and don't really understand, the scene of two beautiful women vying for the same attention. Until today at the company party, I witnessed firsthand my wife, Yang Yi, and my personal secretary, Enna, engaging in a psychological battle of wits, each trying to vent their jealousy and anger. At that moment, as the company party was about to end and everyone was leaving, Yang Yi, standing beside me, kept gazing at Xu Qiang and Enna, this infatuated couple, her face revealing a look of reluctance to part.

And this feeling emanated from her bright eyes. At that moment, I believe that this bittersweet feeling, a mixture of love and hate, a piercing pain, was deeply etched into her soul, leaving a profound and indelible memory.

Then, Enna, holding Xu Qiang's hand, walked towards my wife and me. Enna's beautiful face immediately lit up with a smile as she looked at my wife and said to me with a grin, "Chairman Chen, we have to go now. Xu Qiang came in my car, so I need to take him back to the hotel later." Xu Qiang glanced at my wife and then said to Enna, somewhat embarrassed, "Enna, I... I don't think it's necessary... My hotel is quite close by. I think I'll just take a taxi back later." I insisted, while... Duan winked at Enna, warning her not to flirt with Xu Qiang, while teasing them, "Haha... Xu Qiang, you can't take a taxi. Anyway, there's a ride-sharing service, so Enna can give you a ride home. But you can't have any ulterior motives, okay? Ha... Ha..." Enna, hearing my cold warning, wisely said, "Chairman Chen~~~ what nonsense are you talking about? I'm not that kind of woman. I have my pride." At this moment, my wife stood silently beside me, holding my hand. Looking at the gloomy expression on her face and her fierce eyes, I suddenly felt that she still harbored feelings for him, and that they still had some lingering affection.

At that moment, a feeling of betrayal washed over me. This betrayal initially filled me, a super-rich man second only to the emperor, with immense rage. However, my anger was gradually replaced by a strange excitement.

I stood there, stunned, as if my soul had left my body, wondering why I had taken such a risk, so eager to see my wife with another man, perhaps even to the point of sexual intercourse! And this man wasn't just any ordinary man; he was her ex-boyfriend, her former lover—a handsome young man, tall, imposing, and impeccably charming. Would my wife, with her snow-white skin, alluring figure, and captivating charm, succumb to his advances and make love to him?

On one hand, I felt a pang of fear and shame, afraid that after my wife's passionate affair with Xu Qiang, her former love, her emotional balance would shift towards him, and she would lose him.

At that moment, my mind was truly a little confused. I began to doubt whether a normal, possessive man would have such perverse thoughts!

On the other hand, while fantasizing about that perverse scene, I also fantasized about the allure of her beautiful body. A picture kept appearing in my mind, showing Yang Yi, who always had a fresh smile, whose clear and bright eyes constantly flowed with an elegant temperament, sometimes charming and alluring, sometimes lively and lively, in Xu Qiang's arms, her breasts erect and seductive, moaning and wanton, letting him play with her naked. I suddenly felt a contrasting surge of lust throughout my body, and my penis became more and more excited, ready to be released!

Suddenly, Enna, who was standing in front of me, called me again. I immediately came back to my senses and immediately turned my gaze back to the scene of the party.

"Chairman Chen, we'll be going now," Enna said sweetly.

My wife maintained her natural smile, but her tone held a hint of sarcasm as she looked at Enna and said,

"Heh... Fine, go if you want. But you'd better be careful, don't walk so fast, or you'll lose your head." As soon as she finished speaking, she tightened her grip on my hand, turned, and her expression gradually changed as she left the scene.

...A short while later, my personal driver, in his eye-catching Rolls-Royce, sped ahead through the bustling city center. My wife and I sat in the back seat, each lost in our own thoughts, gazing at the night view outside the windows. We remained silent throughout the journey until we arrived at the gate of the villa.

As we entered the living room, I watched my wife walk ahead of me, her stunning figure breathtaking. She radiated the most sensual aura of a woman, her beautiful figure exuding near-flawless perfection. My mind raced with thoughts of her alluring figure, so beautiful and captivating. Just seeing her graceful, perfect form stirred an overwhelming desire within me, a restless, throbbing urge.

In that brief moment, I watched her from behind, admiring her voluptuous figure and irresistibly alluring curves as she swayed past me, while I felt my penis harden and erect in my trousers – what a sight!

At that moment, I saw my wife continue upstairs to the bedroom without looking back, preparing to take a shower. I immediately told my maid, Sister Jun, to go to her room and rest if she had nothing else to do that evening, so as not to disturb the peace my wife and I needed. After giving these instructions, I rushed upstairs, my mind racing with lust.

A short while later, in the bathroom, Yang Yi was constantly rubbing her fair, delicate skin, the cold water from the showerhead splashing onto her face, trying to extinguish the burning desire within her.

In an instant, the bathroom door suddenly burst open. She gasped in surprise, turning to see me standing naked before her!

"Honey, what...what do you want to do?!" she cried, her face filled with fear.

I stared at her naked body with lewd eyes, chuckling obscenely, "Hehe...wife, I want to play in the water with you, okay?" She immediately covered her wet body with her hands, half-concealing herself like a shy young woman, blushing as she said,

"Honey...no...I'm shy." "We're an old married couple, what are you shy about? Here I come...haha..." Ignoring her protests, I strode lightly to her side, my hands constantly caressing her snow-white skin.

She suddenly felt my erection pressing against her, and her face flushed with shyness as she looked at me, saying, "Ah...

honey, your penis is so naughty... so hard." "Hehe... isn't it because of your sexy naked body?" I said with a grin.

She immediately felt dissatisfied and deliberately covered her wet body with her hands, saying, "Is it me or that bitch Enna? Xu Qiang just told me he saw you and Enna coming back together from outside the hall. Where did you two go?" "Xu Qiang really told you that?! I think that nosy little guy really doesn't want to live anymore! I'm going back to the company and firing him tomorrow!" I said angrily to her.

The moment she saw my face change color, her anger, which had been rising within her, vanished like a lamb. She gently said to me, "Honey, don't be so petty. You can't entirely blame him. Do you think I don't know about your scandals and affairs? I've known it all these years." Then, she hugged me tightly, her eyes gradually welling with desire, and said, "Sigh... let it go. Maybe you've been with me for too long, and you've started to think I'm getting old, so you've become fickle." "Wife, what are you saying? In my heart, you are the most sexy and alluring woman, no one else!" I gazed at her deeply, frankly stating everything.

At that moment, I couldn't wait to gently hug her, and a lecherous look gradually appeared on my face as I said, "Hehe...

so were you really happy dancing so intimately with your ex-lover just now? Honey, don't lie to me, I can tell you're still quite nervous about that young man Xu Qiang. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been jealous of Enna."

"I think you really are a fickle and suspicious woman. Hehe." She nervously pushed me away, glaring at me fiercely, and said, "I didn't! Honey, don't talk nonsense anymore. I said I didn't, so please don't wrong me anymore, okay?" At this moment, I saw her looking down, deep in thought as if she had something to hide. I immediately trembled and pulled her back into my arms. My erection was also uncontrollably aroused, as if it wanted to declare war on her.

Excited and agitated, I pressed her, "Then tell me quickly, what exactly do you think of him?" "I don't know." She blushed and nestled in my arms, responding sweetly.

At this moment, I felt my hard penis trembling and stiffening, and excitedly said to her, "Wife, I actually know that you still have feelings for him, am I right?" She nestled shyly in my arms, her face flushed like a girl who had done something wrong. She looked up at me with a pitiful expression and said, "Actually, I do miss him a little. Honey, will you be angry if I say this?" I couldn't resist her seductive words any longer. I pushed her down and slapped my already rock-hard penis against her face, shouting, "Oh... you wanton wife, kneel down and give me oral sex!" "At this moment, my wife obediently knelt beneath me and began to perform oral sex on me wantonly. In an instant, the entire bathroom seemed to transform into a chamber of desire. The loud 'ooh ooh ooh ooh' sounds from her mouth filled the air, and the cold water from the showerhead splashed onto our naked bodies. Her large breasts swayed excitedly in front of me.

From my superior position, I watched her quickly suckle. Her wet, greasy black hair swung violently with the movement of her head. Suddenly, I forcefully grabbed her head with both hands and pushed it up until my pubic hair completely covered her delicate face. I thrust in and out, my mind filled with fantasies of her entanglement with Xu Qiang.

'Ah... Wife, imagine what it would feel like if you had Xu Qiang's penis in your mouth right now?'" "Tell me honestly, do you want his penis?" I groaned excitedly.

She looked up at me with her watery eyes, shaking her head repeatedly, making indistinct sounds: "Ugh... ugh... ugh..." "Haha... Wife, I know what you want. Isn't that right?" My wife opened her tearful eyes wide, her face showing a shy expression, and gently pleaded: "Ugh... ugh...

ugh... ugh... husband... please don't ask anymore." "It's okay, I don't mind. Just tell me." I stroked her cheek, gently coaxing her.

She thought for a while, then lowered her head shyly and said: "Ugh... ugh... I don't know." "Tell me quickly, or I'll fuck you to death!" I shouted back.

"Yes... ugh..." "Waaah." She suddenly nodded painfully.

Her answer sent a jolt through me, like an electric shock, and my penis was about to reach the final stage of my orgasm. I yelled, "Louder! I can't hear what you just said!" "I said yes! Waaah... I want his big penis... Waaah... Waaah..." My wife opened her eyes and looked at me, her mouth already sucking on my penis.

"Ah!!! You really are my slutty wife!!!" I thrust into her mouth forcefully and frantically, rhythmically "slap slap slap slap" dozens of times until I breathed my last and ejaculated all my thick semen into her mouth.

...After our passion subsided, I kissed her flushed cheek and led her by the hand into the bedroom.

A moment later, she lay naked and silent on the large bed. Her head was facing the ceiling, her eyes slowly closing, silently reflecting on her lewd conversation with her husband. The more she recalled those words, the more her mind revolved around her ex-lover, Xu Qiang, causing her to tremble.

Suddenly, a strange feeling welled up within her.

Xu Qiang hadn't contacted her for so many years, but recently he had called to check in. She had indirectly introduced him to a good job at her husband's company, and they had met and dated many times since, even once almost being raped in a drunken stupor. Seeing him again at the company party tonight, her longing for him had deepened to an uncontrollable level.

On the other hand, she also began to think of her husband. Since she married, so many years had passed... She had always maintained a pure heart, remaining loyal to her husband and aspiring to be a virtuous and devoted wife. However, lately, her lustful thoughts had been gradually and irrevocably arousing her husband. Thinking of the loneliness she had endured almost every night for him, a deep resentment welled up within her, a feeling she found difficult to express.

She thought about how, after all these years of marriage, she was still a young, beautiful woman, full of desire... When a woman is seeking love, but her husband is sexually inept at it, yet indulges in philandering and promiscuity, tears well up in her tightly closed eyes.

On the other side of the bed in the bedroom, I lay naked, a cigarette in my hand, the smoke spreading throughout the room until I heard my wife's faint sobs. I quickly dropped the still-smoking cigarette and turned

to her, asking tenderly, "Wife? Why are you crying?" She immediately wiped her tears, her face flushed with sadness, and said, "I have nothing. Husband, do you think I'm a good wife?" I immediately hugged her tightly, licking away her tears and stroking her long, black hair, saying affectionately, "Is there even a need to ask? You are the best, the most virtuous and kindest wife in the world." Marrying you is truly the greatest happiness and luck of my life. Wife, I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart. "Really? But why are you willingly pushing me towards another man?" she sighed, her face flushed.

Hearing her say that, my mind immediately conjured up an image of Xu Qiang and my wife lying naked together, embracing each other tenderly. My penis, which had just ejaculated, began to stir again.

"Ah? You mean Xu Qiang?" I asked.

My wife thought for a moment, then lowered her head shyly and nodded.

"Don't you want to? Actually, I can see you two are quite well-matched. How about it? Why don't you get closer to him?" "At this moment, my wife shyly hugged me tightly. I believe my words had stirred her desires, and her shy expression suggested she was suppressing her excitement, her body burning with intense lust.

She hesitated for a moment, closed her eyes, sighed deeply, and then slowly opened them, looking at me softly, saying,

'Honey, do you know that I had a deeply unforgettable love affair with him before?' 'Ah... how should I put it?' I asked curiously.

'Promise me you won't be angry, okay?' she asked, seemingly a little frightened.

'Okay, I promise you.' I tightened my embrace, my already erect penis trembling as it touched her bare legs."

My wife whispered, her arms wrapped tightly around me, "Actually, before you met me, he was my boyfriend. We had a very deep relationship at first, and we were even engaged. Then I started working as an intern at your company. It was during that time that you appeared in my life. I admit I kept it from you, didn't tell you about my past relationship, and even broke up with him behind your back, signing papers to end our relationship. But you have to believe me, from the day I married you until now, I've always loved you. I'm your wife now." As I listened to my wife's explanation, my heart filled with excitement, and I kept imagining them having sex. My heart started racing, and my breathing became rapid.

My face was flushed with extreme excitement, and my whole body trembled uncontrollably as I said to her, "I see..." My wife, seeing my flushed face, was startled and said, "Honey, are you... angry?" I took her smooth little hand and placed it on my erect penis, then breathed softly into her ear with extreme excitement, saying, "Wife, do you see me angry?" She gently held my penis in one hand, looking at me with innocent, puzzled eyes, and said, "What's wrong with you? Hearing people talk about old times, you actually get excited and hard." I thrust my hips while panting, saying, "Ah... Wife... don't stop." At this moment, her delicate hand grasped my entire penis, covered with blue veins, and began to caress it carefully. A tingling, itchy stimulation made the glans of my penis even more aroused and rapidly engorged with blood.

As I stroked her soft hair, my body trembling slightly, I excitedly said, "Honey, I know you still miss him. Why don't you ask him out or go find him? Maybe after what happened to you, he still misses your flawless skin." Hearing me say this, her face gradually flushed red. She continued to stroke my penis with her hand, her whole body beginning to pant softly.

Suddenly, she stopped for a moment, looking at me pitifully with her eyes, and said, "Honey, there are some things I don't want to hide from you. Actually, during our dance today, he asked me if I still missed him, and he even wanted to ask me out for a candlelight dinner tomorrow night." "What did you say to him?" I asked, excitedly pulling my wife tightly into my arms.

"Silly girl! Of course I refused him. Do you want me to send myself to the lion's den again?" A moment later, I excitedly told her to get her phone, and hurriedly wrote her a text message. At that moment, she nestled naked in my arms, glanced at the text message I had written, and a beautiful blush instantly spread across her fair face.

The message read:

"Are you asleep? I just wanted to tell you that I will remember every single word you said just now.

Because these past few days, I have truly thought about you. As for our relationship, let fate decide. Tomorrow night at seven o'clock sharp, I will be waiting for you in the lobby of your hotel. See you there.

-- Your beloved Yang Yi" In an instant, as she saw me about to send the message, her expression turned to one of extreme surprise as she asked, "Honey! You haven't already sent it to him, have you?!" I nodded awkwardly.

She opened her eyes nervously and looked at me, saying, "Honey! What are you thinking? You know if I go on our date tomorrow, things might not be as simple as the candlelight dinner I just told you about. Do you know what you've done?" A moment later, Xu Qiang replied with a text message:

"Yang Yi, I really didn't expect you to agree. I must be dreaming! I'll be waiting for you in the hotel lobby tomorrow morning. See you there.

-- Xu Qiang, missing you." She was slightly excited, her watery eyes instantly flashing a shy look as she glanced at me, lowered her face shyly, and said in a sexy and coquettish tone, "Honey, what should I do to clean up this mess?" At that moment, I suddenly felt inexplicably excited, and my already rock-hard penis was so excited that it was about to burst out.

I pressed myself against her, almost yelling, "Ah... Wife! I can't hold back anymore! Open your legs quickly!!" I placed my engorged penis on her wet labia, rubbing the head against her vulva. In an instant, I eagerly and rapidly inserted my entire penis into her vagina.

"Ah... Yours is so big... Husband... It hurts... Please go slower... Ah." She writhed wildly, moaning loudly.

After a period of quiet yet intense pure intercourse, I finally couldn't resist fantasizing about my wife and me having passionate intercourse. I immediately lay down and embraced her excited naked body.

As I thrust rapidly and violently into her vagina, I panted and asked, "Wife...you want to go too...don't you?" "Ah...yes...ah...no..." My wife desperately spread her legs, writhing and calling out incoherently, her expression somewhat dazed as she tightly clung to my aroused waist with both hands.

"Wife, just call out his name...it's okay...we'll treat this as a game." My heart pounded with excitement, and I noticeably increased the speed of my thrusts.

"Ah...Xu...Qiang...ah...ah..." she said shyly.

"Keep calling him...don't stop...say you still like him...say it..." I managed to utter these words, while my lower body continued its frenzied, frenzied thrusting.

"Ah...ah...Xu Qiang...I like...you...ah...ah..." I was so excited that my heart almost burst, and I thrust wildly, saying, "Oh...

you really are a slutty wife...a whore...open your legs and let Xu Qiang fuck you properly." She kept shaking her head, moaning and shouting lasciviously, "Ahhh...ah...Xu Qiang...ahhh..." "Stick out your tongue and let Xu Qiang give you a French kiss." At this moment, I felt like Xu Qiang was on top of me, lying on her delicate body, lovingly sticking my tongue into her mouth, and giving her a passionate wet kiss. In this warm and touching moment, the movements between our bodies never stopped.

After kissing for a while, she suddenly pushed my face away, looked shyly into my eyes, and said, "Honey, can I not call him that? I only love you." As I continued to penetrate her, my heart pounding, I encouraged her, saying, "It's nothing... I know you only love me... that's why I'm playing this game with you. Just pretend I'm him now. Keep calling him by his name..." At that moment, I fantasized that it was me, Xu Qiang, making love to her, and watching her shyly embrace and caress me revealed her inner allure. Then I wondered if tomorrow, when she was in Xu Qiang's arms making love, she would be just as shy, or perhaps she would be the opposite—proactive and passionate? The more I speculated, the more excited I became.

She kept thrusting her round buttocks forward, moaning softly, "Ah...husband...

ah...Xu...Qiang...oh ah..." Then, she shyly put her index finger to her lips and gently bit it, the diamond wedding ring on her ring finger sparkling in front of my face.

I thrust wildly, my heart pounding, and looked at her, saying, "Yang Yi...I'm Xu Qiang...

I really love you...In your heart...you must love me too...ah...don't be afraid...

say it." She closed her eyes, imagining Xu Qiang making love to her, a deep shyness on her face as she said:

"Mmm... Ahh... Xu Qiang... I love you... Ah." At this moment, seeing her extremely innocent yet alluring expression, my penis deep inside her vagina became even more irresistibly aroused. In less than three seconds, my frenzied thrusting reached its peak, excitedly ejaculating a hot stream of semen from my testicles deep into her uterus.

At this breathtaking moment, her face involuntarily flushed with captivating expressions, her long, beautiful legs stretched out as far as they could go, and her ten toes flared and contracted like an octopus.

**********

...

Suddenly, a bittersweet, terrified feeling surged into my mind.

I began to imagine the scenario where my wife were to rekindle her affair with her ex-lover, Xu Qiang, and fall back into his arms. She would completely lose her composure, transforming from a virtuous wife into a wanton, adulterous woman. I kept asking myself, is this really what I want? Can I truly accept my wife willingly opening her long legs for Xu Qiang to violate that mysterious, once-exclusive place of mine…? Suddenly

, my mind went blank, and an alluring image flashed uncontrollably through my thoughts.

In this image, I saw the god Qiu Bide aiming an arrow at Xu Qiang and Yang Yi. Suddenly, he released his grip, and the lightning-fast arrow struck their hearts, binding them together in a tender embrace.

Just then, my wife's sweet voice snapped me back to reality. I slowly opened my eyes and saw her beside me, staring at me blankly. She gradually wrapped an arm around my neck, looking at me with a puzzled expression, and murmured, "Husband, are you mentally ill?" Standing in front of her, I felt awkward and agitated looking at her. Her tone seemed off, so I sighed and said,

"Wife, what do you think of our love? And what do you think of a relationship that's just pure love without passion? Do you really want to live your whole life with that vibrating penis?" She opened her watery eyes wide with excitement, moved her lips as if desperately trying to explain everything. She hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head, speechless.

Her melancholy eyes filled me with pity, but the more she acted this way, the more I wanted to push her towards Xu Qiang, so that their love would be fulfilled, and she could fully accept and immerse herself in the fantasy world of wife-swapping. So at this crucial moment, she desperately needed my help.

I saw her hesitate and lost, still clinging to my neck, and I wrapped my arm around her waist, gazing tenderly at her face, saying, "Wife, I know you're a good woman.

But I believe he can make you the happiest woman in the world." Her cheeks slowly flushed crimson, her eyes looking at me with a sorrowful shyness, "But..." "But what?" I asked.

She looked into my eyes with panic and unease, choking back a sob, "But we're husband and wife!" I spoke eloquently, desperately trying to persuade her in my mind, "Who can define what husband and wife can and cannot do? I think as long as we can be honest with each other and be carefree and happy, that's a way to spice up our lives." At this moment, her shy appearance resembled that of a young girl experiencing her first love, her heart struggling with its own thoughts. On one hand, she even thought that if it were truly possible to control one's thoughts, she would definitely change her husband's mind.

As she reflected on her delicate yet touching married life, she truly thanked God for letting her snag a wealthy husband. From the moment she uttered "I do" before the priest, she became a multi-millionaire overnight, transforming from a young girl into a pampered socialite. The money and material support she received from her husband until now had all been irresistible temptations, leading her to an irreversible descent into despair.

At this moment, tears streamed down her face as she realized her husband was the master of her life, and she could only helplessly accept this inevitable fate.

Looking at me through teary eyes, her face flushed, she said affectionately, "Husband, I feel like I don't understand you anymore." "What's wrong?" I asked, looking at her.

At this moment, her expression was both charming and shy, yet filled with sorrow; her coy demeanor betrayed her barely suppressed desire. She repeatedly turned her blushing face away, only to turn back again and glance at me shyly.

"Honey, aren't you afraid he still has feelings for me? Aren't you afraid he'll really assault me tomorrow?" she asked shyly, looking at me.

Hearing her say that, I fell silent for a moment, my mind suddenly blank, avoiding her question.

"Wife, you look tired. Let's talk about this tomorrow. Go to sleep," I said softly, staring blankly at the ceiling.

A moment later, my wife turned away from me in despair, occasional soft sobs escaping her lips. At that moment, I knew she must be feeling incredibly confused and conflicted, hence her desperate cries.

Actually, I really didn't want my beloved wife to see that little bastard Xu Qiang, but why did I so desperately want to let her be played with by another man? Is this the tragedy of middle-aged men? Or am I simply a psychopath, willing to send my wife to have sex with someone else, while also secretly hoping to play a perverted four-person wife-swapping game with her?

During that long, peaceful night, I was constantly smoking, pondering this wondrous question.

... The next day, I was so excited I couldn't go to work, and we spent a romantic day together. As night fell, my heart began to race with anticipation. I took my wife's hand and led her into the bedroom to shower and prepare. As I opened her wardrobe, my hands worked tirelessly to choose an outfit for her date that evening.

"Honey, I didn't know you had so many sexy clothes," I said to my wife standing beside me.

After a while, I finally spotted a dress and excitedly turned to show it to her.

"I think you should wear this one," I said.

At that moment, my wife, completely naked and with a flushed face, glanced at the light-colored, pearl-shimmering jacquard dress I was holding, and then, her face flushed with desire, she lowered her head. This was a short, puffy skirt with puff sleeves and a high-waisted, gathered design, paired with high-end French lace, giving the entire dress an ultra-luxurious and elegant feel.

In an instant, she was extremely embarrassed, not knowing what to do, her mind completely blank. Her rapid breathing caused her breasts to tremble. This was the first time she had changed naked in front of her husband, and it was her husband who willingly helped her choose a sexy outfit for their date!

"Come on, it's getting late," I said, waking her up.

Her face flushed crimson, and she asked me in a soft, coquettish voice, "What about my underwear?" "No need. This dress has a built-in bra, so you can wear it without anything underneath." I gazed at her alluring breasts, swallowed hard, and said excitedly, my voice trembling.

"How can that be?! Then I'll be completely naked down there?!" she exclaimed, staring at me in shock.

The thought of my wife being naked with another man made my penis begin to stir.

"Exactly," I said lewdly.

She was horrified, tears streaming down her face, and murmured, "Husband... this dress is so short, I'll easily expose myself..." A moment later, she stood before me, her eyes red and swollen, wearing the sexy dress. If one could describe her in writing, she could indeed rival the allure of ancient beauties like Xi Shi, Diao Chan, Wang Zhaojun, and Yang Guifei.

At that moment, I was stunned. In my eyes, I could almost see through her dress to her slender figure, her tiny waist, her shapely hips, her long, beautiful legs, and her model-like face—she was simply the most perfect woman of our time! But she was about to leave me temporarily.

"Honey…are you really going to let me go? If you regret it now, it's not too late, otherwise it will be too late," she stammered, her face flushed.

My body, already hard and throbbing, reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder, excitedly saying,

"It's okay, just go and have fun. If you're tired, you can just sleep at his place for the night. I'll stay home and wait for you to come back." When she heard me say this, she buried her face in my chest, too shy to look me in the eye, and kept punching my chest with her small fists, angrily saying, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm your wife once, and I'll always be your wife. This time I'm just going to have dinner with him as a friend, nothing else matters." I quickly hugged her tightly, my heart pounding with nervousness, and my breathing became a little rapid as I said, "Wife, as long as you're happy, I'll support you no matter what you do. Just go!" I remember that night, I stood behind her, my eyes fixed on her as she swayed her hips sexily, trembling as she moved to the front door. Suddenly, she turned and glanced at me, her beautiful face showing a mixture of reluctance and worry in her eyes. A moment later, she sadly drove off in her red Porsche Targa 4, disappearing from our cozy home in an instant.

Just half an hour later, after several frenzied masturbations, I sat alone, dizzy, on the large bed in the bedroom, staring down at the wedding ring on my ring finger. For some reason, I gradually felt uneasy, and began to feel panicked and sad.

My mind kept fantasizing about her long, beautiful legs, her alluring waist, her pert, full buttocks, and her proud breasts, which were about to become Xu Qiang's meal. A wave of bitterness surged in my heart, making me feel like an ant on a fire, running around wildly with wild thoughts.

Suddenly, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over me, waking me up completely. My mind raced, repeatedly asking myself why I had been so foolish and despicable as to push such a sexy and alluring wife into the arms of another man. Even if she came back to me later, she wouldn't be the same beautiful and gentle wife I knew.

I immediately grabbed the phone in the bedroom and frantically dialed my wife's number. Once, twice, three times—I couldn't reach her. Every call went straight to her voicemail; she had simply turned off her phone.

At that moment, I deeply regretted letting her meet that little bastard Xu Qiang. I was afraid that he would truly violate her body, which originally belonged only to me.

An hour later, I stubbornly dialed her many more times, still only to hear her voicemail again.

At that moment, I desperately wanted to go to Xu Qiang's hotel to stop their rendezvous, but a perverse desire hidden deep within me held me back, preventing me from leaving.

Throughout the long night, I teetered on the edge of hesitation, constantly wondering if I was developing some kind of psychological disorder and becoming abnormal. But when I thought of my wife's shyness, reserve, wantonness, flirtatiousness, and lewdness upon arriving at Xu Qiang's hotel, a surge of intense excitement welled up inside me, and my penis involuntarily became erect again.

As time passed, I looked up and saw it was past midnight. My wife hadn't called, and I was extremely worried about her safety, but my hands didn't stop. I was panting heavily, naked, masturbating while fantasizing that my wife and Xu Qiang might have already had some shocking encounter.

Just then, my phone rang urgently.

"Chairman Chen! Open the gate quickly, your wife and I are outside the villa." A gruff, booming male voice came through the phone . **********

... At that moment, I snapped out of my daze and lifted her from Lao Huang's arms. Gazing at her face, a pang of pain shot through me. "Lao Huang, what happened to my wife? Why is she so drunk?" "I don't know what happened either. I just happened to be meeting a client at the Shangri-La Hotel, and when I passed through the lobby, I saw your wife passed out drunk. I figured she might not be able to drive home, so I brought her back," he said with a smile. "I see," I said. Then I looked down at her delicate face, her breath coming in soft gasps, her eyes tightly closed. "Mr. Chen, you were too careless. The area isn't safe these days. Letting your beautiful wife out so late, and luckily it was me she ran into—it might have been someone else. Do you know how dangerous that is?" he said, patting my shoulder. "It's alright, it's alright. Lao Huang, it's already so late. I'll definitely come to your place next time, and I'll reward you handsomely," I said nervously. "Hahaha... Alright then. From now on, you'd better keep a close eye on your wife." Old Huang turned and left as soon as he finished speaking. At that moment, I felt like I was facing a major battle. After all, I had brought this outcome upon myself. I had willingly allowed my wife to meet with her ex-lover, Xu Qiang, and I had even been so foolish as to want them to have sex together. At that moment, I shuddered and felt a deep sense of tension and fear. A short while later, with trembling hands, I carried my wife to our bedroom and laid her down on the bed. I sat anxiously on the edge of the bed, looking at her flushed face with loving eyes.

At that moment, my mind raced, trying to recall what had happened between her and Xu Qiang at the hotel, and why she was so drunk. Had Xu Qiang used some kind of alcohol trick to get her intoxicated? Or perhaps they had drunk too much during their rendezvous? But if that were the reason, why didn't Xu Qiang keep her by his side, leaving her alone in the hotel lobby, completely out of control, and even having Lao Huang find her unconscious? As I looked at her, something kept flashing through my mind.

With lightning speed, my hand trembled as I opened her handbag, frantically searching for the male condoms I had secretly placed inside. Suddenly, I saw that the entire box of male condoms I had prepared for her was still unused. I hastily pulled up her skirt, staring intently at her naked genitals. Aside from the slight odor of sweat, I didn't notice any other signs of violation.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt things weren't going as I expected, and a strange sense of shame gradually welled up inside me. At that moment, I kept wondering if Lao Huang had seen Xu Qiang and my wife being intimate. If he really knew about my wife and my secret, then as a prominent figure in high society, a wealthy and influential businessman with a trillion-dollar fortune, my reputation would be ruined overnight.

At that moment, I cried out in anguish. I didn't cry because I was worried about myself, but because I was internally cursing myself for letting her go to the appointment alone. The question that kept nagging at me was whether she had already had some shocking sexual encounter with Xu Qiang.

So I believed tomorrow would be the most important day of my life, because I had to get the information I wanted from her to resolve my countless worries and anxieties.

Soon, exhausted, I held her close and drifted into her dreams.

...The next morning, the soft chirping of birds outside the bedroom gently woke me from my dream. I slowly opened my eyes, and the first thing I did was anxiously turn to look at my wife, who was still sleeping beside me.

Her delicate body was very close to me; I could smell the lingering fragrance emanating from her. She was still wearing the sexy dress she wore last night, her long, smooth legs and perfect figure faintly visible. Her soft, fragrant skin looked even more alluring under the dress, and I felt a surge of excitement coursing through my body.

I gently shook her for a moment, whispering softly in her ear,

"Wife? Wife?" I said softly.

Her soft breathing reached my ear, but she remained motionless, fast asleep.

Just then, my phone rang.

"Mr. Chen, will you be coming to the company today?" Enna's sweet, beautiful voice came through the phone.

I asked her calmly, my eyes still glancing at my still-sleeping wife, and whispered, "Is there something important at the company?" "No, it's just that you didn't come yesterday. I missed you a little," she said in a sweet, coquettish voice.

I turned to look at my sexy, beautiful wife, lying motionless on the bed, fast asleep. A sweet feeling welled up inside me, a surge of heat rising within me. My hand involuntarily reached down to my genitals and touched them. Suddenly, I thought that since I was already burning with desire, going back to the company to see her wouldn't hurt.

"Haha...you little slut! Okay then. I'll go back to the company later," I teased her. "

Oh, Mr. Chen, you're so naughty. Then hurry up and come. Hehe...hehe," Enna said lasciviously.

After hanging up, I kept thinking about Enna's alluring voice, and a silly smile crept across my face. A moment later, after getting dressed, I glanced at my wife and excitedly went downstairs to have some fun.

**********

...

A short while later, her phone displayed numerous calls and messages from Xu Qiang, along with a long list of voicemails from last night to this morning.

At the same time, she hesitated for a moment, increasingly uneasy, so she hastily dialed Xu Qiang's number, intending to confront him.

Just as she was about to call, her phone suddenly received a text message from an anonymous sender. When she opened the message, she was startled, her eyes widening as she stared at a picture of a naked woman on her screen. Below the picture was a short text message, which she read without blinking.

The short message read:

"Hello, beautiful lady! I'm your husband's old friend—Old Huang. I believe you still remember me; I've thought you were a once-in-a-lifetime beauty ever since your wedding day. Okay, back to the point. I believe that after seeing this nude photo, you should know that the stunningly beautiful, curvaceous woman in this picture is you. If you know what's good for you, I won't send this photo to anyone else, but if you want to call the police or notify your husband, I guarantee your nudity will become the talk of the high society! Besides, I have more than one nude photo, hahaha… Blame that guy from yesterday. I saw him put a drug in your drink, which is why you were so confused. However, he was also in a bad mood yesterday because my men beat him unconscious and he was lying in the back of the hotel. Otherwise, you would definitely have been raped. Hahaha… You should thank me. If you want your photo back, come to my Heaven on Earth nightclub alone at 8 PM tonight." "Remember, I have quite a bit of influence in both the legitimate and underworld circles, so you're no match for me. See you tonight.

Old Huang, go ahead." She read the text message blankly, her hands trembling uncontrollably. Her whole body shook, her face covered in cold sweat, and the only sound in the bedroom seemed to be the rapid pounding of her own heart.

In an instant, tears streamed down her face, and she trembled uncontrollably, completely at a loss for what to do. Her mind went blank as she tried to recall every detail of the previous night. She vaguely remembered everything that had happened since she entered Xu Qiang's hotel lobby

… "Yang Yi, you've finally arrived." Xu Qiang's voice reached her ears from afar. She turned around and saw him standing before her, impeccably dressed.

"Xu Qiang, the reason I came today is to make things clear with you. I only consider you a good friend," she said shyly.

"Why don't we have a meal together and talk?" "Come on, let's go." As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on her sexy and alluring outfit that accentuated her curves.

With a heart full of trepidation, Yang Yi and Xu Qiang entered the hotel's upscale restaurant.

As they sat at a quiet table by the window, Xu Qiang noticed she was lost in thought. He softly said to her,

"Yang Yi, do you like the romantic atmosphere tonight? Everything tonight was prepared for you." She looked around carefully for a moment, her heart instantly filled with sweetness, and she said in a seductive tone,

"Xu Qiang, don't you know what I mean? We're just ordinary friends." He excitedly grasped her delicate hands, gazing at her tenderly, and said, "If that's the case, why did you send me that text message the other day? Do you dare say you don't love me? And I know that at the company party that day, when you saw Enna constantly flirting with me, you were jealous, you were very bothered by her treating me that way." Yang Yi blushed instantly, stunned, unsure how to explain everything to him. Should she say that her husband had played matchmaker for them?

"I don't know why I sent that text. But please let me go. I'm someone else's wife now. After this meeting, let's keep to ourselves. You have your life, and I have mine. Okay?" She said to him, her eyes gradually welling up with tears.

"Sometimes I really envy your husband, having such a beautiful and gentle wife. And me? I've had nothing for half my life." He sighed, his voice tinged with jealousy.

She gradually felt sorry for his background and experiences, and said guiltily, "Xu Qiang, please don't be like this. You know I just don't like seeing you give up on yourself. Actually, you're a very good man. If you work hard and succeed in your career, I'm sure you'll find a woman a thousand times, ten thousand times better than me. Please believe me." At this moment, Xu Qiang's eyes were fixed on her beautiful face, and it was her flawless skin, her captivating eyes, her shy and charming expression, and her moist pink lips that he couldn't forget. But when he recalled Yang Yi's words, a strong sense of loss welled up inside him. He sobbed uncontrollably for a while, tears streaming from his eyes.

He shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Sigh... well, let's just have a drink here and say goodbye." He then called over a passing waiter and ordered several bottles of erotic liquor, seemingly intending to drink himself into oblivion with Yang Yi that night. At

this point, Yang Yi was still somewhat skeptical of his words. She remained wary of him, remembering how he had used alcohol to get her drunk last time and almost raped her.

"I don't want any alcoholic beverages, just give me a glass of orange juice," she reminded him.

"Alright then. Give this lady a glass of orange juice, and then add the erotic liquor I ordered," he politely told the waiter.

The two of them sat quietly at the table. Yang Yi stared intently at the moon in the sky outside, her mind constantly wondering what her husband was doing at home.

Suddenly, she wanted to send a text message to her husband, who was waiting at home, to let him know she would be home soon. Just then, she lowered her head and opened her handbag, her eyes widening as she stared at the contents. What she saw wasn't her phone, but a box of men's condoms!

What shocked and pained her most was that this box of condoms was something her husband had secretly prepared for her to use with another man. At that moment, she felt a deep despair and shock. She couldn't understand why she had such a husband, a man who willingly wore a green hat, wholeheartedly pushing his wife onto another man.

After all, he was a celebrity in high society, and she herself was a true socialite.

She was speechless at how her husband had orchestrated this situation. In an instant, a powerful wave of sorrow washed over her, causing her to turn off her phone, choosing to peacefully continue enjoying the romantic atmosphere of the evening with Xu Qiang.

Just then, Xu Qiang's voice instantly pulled her back to reality.

"Yang Yi, I wish you a wonderful marriage. May you be happy for the rest of your life." He held up a glass of orange juice, gesturing to her, and said, "Xu Qiang, I'm really heartbroken right now." She snapped back to reality, tears welling in her eyes. She grabbed the glass of orange juice on the table and downed it without thinking.

"Yang Yi, why are you so sad? What happened?" he asked anxiously, seeing her crying so intensely.

"Waaah...waaah...my husband...he...he..." she stammered, feeling dizzy and her vision blurring. She collapsed onto the table, seemingly unconscious.

When Xu Qiang saw her collapse, a sly smile crept across his face.

In another corner of the restaurant, a middle-aged man, less than 160 centimeters tall, with a shaved head, a large belly, yellow teeth, and a lewd expression, was intently watching their every move. Just as Xu Qiang, supporting Yang Yi, was about to leave the hotel restaurant, a gruff middle-aged man's voice came from behind him.

"Hey! Young man! Don't you want to die? You dared to drug my old friend's wife?" Old Huang shouted gruffly.

"Say it! Shorty, do you have any evidence? Otherwise, I'll sue you for defamation!" Xu Qiang said boldly.

"You son of a bitch! I see you don't know who I am. Brothers, beat him until he can't stand up!" He angrily ordered his men, then snatched Yang Yi from his arms.

In that brief moment, about five vicious thugs surrounded Xu Qiang, punching and kicking him relentlessly until he collapsed to the ground, blood streaming from his head.

"Trying to be tough with me? You're not up to par! Drag him to the back and feed him to the dogs!" Old Huang angrily ordered his men.

Then he turned to Yang Yi, who was half-conscious in his arms. Her beautiful cleavage was deeply displayed before him. He whispered in her ear, his breath reeking of cigarette smoke, "Mrs. Chen, you've suffered. Now I'll take you home." With that, he held Yang Yi's slender waist and helped her walk towards the hotel entrance.

...Although the evening breeze outside was chilly, Old Huang felt a surge of lust rising within him, for he finally had the chance to truly experience the pleasures of a socialite.

He chuckled to himself, thinking that a short and lewd man like him could actually enjoy himself with a hot, alluring, sweet-faced, and devilishly beautiful socialite, even though she was his old friend's wife and had been drugged. But the lamb was already in the tiger's den, so he had no choice but to go along with it and enjoy himself. He drove towards his apartment, imagining the earth-shattering sex he was about to experience.

A moment later, Old Huang quickly arrived at his apartment and helped Yang Yi into the bedroom.

He stared intently at Yang Yi, who lay dazed on his bed. Because her sexy dress was too short, she was completely exposed in front of him as she lay there. At this moment, Old Huang stared in astonishment at the scene before him, exclaiming as if his nose were about to bleed, "Ah... indeed a slutty and wanton socialite, coming out without even wearing underwear. Your pubic hair is really neatly trimmed." As he spoke, he roughly pulled off her dress with his hands. Instantly, her naked body was presented before his eyes.

He rubbed Yang Yi's full breasts with his palms, his body throbbing with lust, and said, "Not even wearing a bra? Haha... then I won't be polite." "Mmm..." she moaned softly in her dazed state.

Old Huang licked her still pink areolas on her fair breasts while rubbing her vagina with his fingers. After a short while, drops of vaginal fluid began to flow from her vagina.

"Hahaha... what's wrong with your vagina? It's getting wet. I think I'll take pictures of your body as a souvenir." He said with a lewd grin.

During this long period, Old Huang posed her naked body in various positions, and his camera flashed continuously, taking pictures of her lewd poses.

When he was so excited that he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to take off his own clothes, his phone rang.

"Who is it? I'm busy right now." Old Huang said impatiently.

"Boss, things are really bad at the nightclub. None of the women we introduced to Chief Inspector Sun really liked them. He said he wants to see you, Boss. He also said that if there aren't any women he likes here, he'll immediately shut the place down and investigate for drugs or something. Boss, I think you have to come back to the nightclub." The tense voice of Xiao Qiang, Lao Huang's top henchman, came through the phone.

"Damn it, does he think he's so great just because he's the Chief Inspector? I'm only showing him respect by respecting him, otherwise I'd kill his whole family!" he said angrily.

"Anyway, Boss, come back first. I'll try my best to keep him here a little longer," Xiao Qiang said nervously to Lao Huang.

"Alright then. Wait for me," he said wearily.

As he hung up the phone, he turned to look at the naked and sexy Yang Yi. He thought for a moment, then suddenly an idea struck him. He quickly put Yang Yi's dress back on her, and then reluctantly took her home.

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