Stealing a wife

Fengyang City is a northern city whose economy is dominated by emerging industries. Its software industry is nationally renowned, second only to Beijing, the country's software center. The greatest appeal of the software industry as an emerging sector lies in its rapid wealth accumulation. While overnight riches might be an exaggeration, it's entirely possible to accumulate wealth in just a few years that traditional industries couldn't achieve in decades.

You Hai is one of Fengyang's successful software entrepreneurs, having carved out his own niche in just a few years. He firmly believes that even greater opportunities await him. Rest is crucial amidst a busy work schedule.
After a long day, You Hai relaxed in his multi-thousand-yuan massage chair, comfortably closing his eyes and contemplating.

He had received a call from Wang Huai that morning, inviting him to dinner, saying it had been a long time since they'd seen each other. "What the hell? That guy's so stingy. If we hadn't grown up together as childhood neighbors, I would have ignored him long ago. He actually invited me to dinner? I need to think about this." You Hai's habitual cautious thinking kicked in again.

Wang Huai and You Hai were the same age and grew up together. You Hai knew him inside and out; he had countless flaws, with only one redeeming quality—if you could call it good looks.

Wang Huai was thirty years old, a complete failure. He had once asked You Hai to help him find a job, really just wanting to work for You Hai's company. You Hai wasn't a miser, but he despised lazy bums like Wang Huai: in his prime, perfectly capable, yet lacking ambition, relying on his irresistible good looks to philander, laughing at You Hai, who was struggling to make ends meet, for his lack of understanding of life and his constant boasting of his womanizing exploits. So, a few years later, You Hai owned his own software company, while Wang Huai began to worry about making ends meet.

Of course, Wang Huai did one thing that You Hai truly admired, envied, and even envied: he married a gentle, virtuous, and beautiful wife. This was a major reason why You Hai was unwilling to help him, though You Hai would never admit it.

You Hai still vividly remembers the stunning beauty he felt when he first saw Wang Yun at her wedding banquet two years ago. Wearing a bright red cheongsam, Wang Yun was undoubtedly the center of attention. Her mature, voluptuous figure, delicate and alluring skin, the smooth curves beneath the sleeveless, tight-fitting cheongsam, her prominent breasts, her rounded buttocks, and the glimpses of her full, jade-like legs clad in sheer stockings as she moved—all drew the undisguised, burning gazes of the male guests present. You Hai, in particular, felt a surge of excitement for the first time simply by looking at a woman.

When he received the toast from the bride, You Hai tried to act nonchalant, accepting it with both hands. Inevitably, he touched half of the bride's hand, and the instantaneous soft touch, coupled with the bride's shy expression, nearly caused You Hai to lose control.

Wang Yun is now thirty years old. Two years ago, at twenty-eight, with her parents' "help," she married the son of her father's old comrade-in-arms. She knew nothing about the man, who was the same age as her, but Wang Huai's handsome face undoubtedly won him points. Thus, the dutiful Wang Yun obeyed her family's arrangement. After marriage, the gentle and compliant Wang Yun didn't complain much about her seemingly useless husband and devoted herself wholeheartedly to her family. As long as her husband treated her well, that was enough.

Meticulous thinking and decisive action are the keys to You Hai's success in business. After a moment's thought, a confident smile appeared on You Hai's lips. If he wasn't mistaken, it was probably about Wang Yun.
Half a year ago, Wang Yun quit her job to have a baby, and now, given their family's situation, it was time for Wang Yun to go back to work. The baby is only two months old, it's really tough, haha, poor woman, your greatest strength is also your greatest weakness. Being gentle and virtuous is good, but it's wasted on Wang Huai... Sigh... Wang Huai probably contacted me because of Wang Yun's job. Thinking of this, my throat went dry.

From the first moment I saw Wang Yun, I knew I wanted her, I wanted to possess her completely.

I've had many women, but I've never been infatuated with any of them. To me, women are just a seasoning in life, not the main course, so I never bother with them. If they want, great; if not, it doesn't matter. In my words, those who worry about women won't achieve great things. So, I tried to let things take their course with Wang Yun. We've met four times in two years, but my self-control is getting worse and worse, my desire is rising sharply, not just physically, but also emotionally.

After marriage, Wang Yun gained a touch of allure with her maturity. Her 1.65-meter figure became increasingly voluptuous and rounded, especially her increasingly rounded buttocks, which had become more and more pert. If only he could hold her in his arms and knead her wantonly, ideally burying his face in her breasts... God, he wondered if his body was so good that he could ejaculate just by imagining it.

Now, it seemed the opportunity was right in front of him. Should he make an exception for this woman? Heh, even he found it laughable; the question was completely unnecessary. Whenever he thought of Wang Yun's full, delicate body being "mistreated" under that bastard Wang Huai... huff, huff, deep breath, calm down, or he'd explode.
Those bastard's parents were bastards too. Didn't they know how much of a scoundrel their son was? How could they find him such a good woman? Thinking of Wang Yun's gentle and composed personality, always wearing a faint smile to everyone... damn it, Wang Yun's parents were bastards too. After venting his anger on everyone he could, You Hai calmed down and began to consider his plan.

Ah, the weather was really nice today. With everything settled, he felt completely relaxed and excited.
Meanwhile, Wang Yun sighed softly. What should she do? She really wasn't good at asking for favors, and they weren't very close. How could she even bring it up? But thinking about the family's current predicament—they'd only spent money and hadn't earned any for six months—she feared they'd even have to pay the utility bills.

Her husband was irresponsible; she had to ask for help herself, and her eloquence was abysmal, plus she was too shy. She'd probably blush before she even finished speaking. Why wasn't she a thick-skinned woman? Heh, she couldn't really laugh except with a bitter smile. Sometimes she wondered if she'd made the wrong choice. Sigh…

You Hai checked his watch; it was finally time. Although he was prepared, the thought of Wang Yun still filled him with excitement.

Wang Yun opened the door. Although she was in casual clothes, it was clear the lady of the house had dressed up.
Her jet-black hair was styled in an updo, and her delicate, full oval face was lightly made up. She wore a loose-fitting, light pink silk t-shirt with short sleeves. Due to her ample bust, her breasts appeared slightly unsupported, and upon closer inspection, the pattern of a printed bra could be seen. To You Hai, who was 1.8 meters tall, the t-shirt clearly hadn't served its purpose. She wore a long blue and white floral skirt, and her white-stockinged feet were clad in pink slippers.
Wang Yun lacked her usual gentle composure; she merely greeted You Hai before lowering her head, trying to hide her slightly flushed face. It seemed he had guessed correctly, but given Wang Yun's personality, it was truly difficult for her, hehe.
Wang Yun turned to get her slippers, bending over slightly and lifting her skirt, revealing a small section of her fair, pink calves. Her rounded hips were further emphasized. A slender waist and round hips—that's it! You Hai stared intently, trying to find the outline of her underwear. Damn it, he would never let her wear such a thick skirt again.

Entering the house, both of their faces were slightly flushed. Wang Yun was nervous because of her purpose, while You Hai was holding his breath because he had forgotten to breathe while glaring at her.

Wang Huai finally came out to greet them with feigned friendliness. The reason he entrusted the important task to his wife was because he knew all too well how much he meant to You Hai. After all, he wasn't very familiar with his wife yet, and it was the first time she had asked him to come, so he figured You Hai would give him some face, and he could then legitimately continue to be unemployed.

"Hehe, I've been a bit busy lately. I was just thinking of finding some time to come and see you. How are you? Not bad, right?" *
If it were good, I wouldn't have come.* Wang Huai thought to himself, but still smiled excessively enthusiastically. "Not bad, it's just been a long time since I've seen you. I missed you. Let's all get together."

Even Wang Yun got goosebumps, but she had no choice but to agree, saying, "Yeah, let's get together and have a casual meal." Wang Yun's face was already flushed. "You guys chat first, I'll go check the dishes." She quickly turned and ran away, deciding to eat first and talk about it later.

Seeing Wang Yun's flustered appearance, You Hai's smile deepened. She was really cute, and quite tempting. He really wanted to hug her and... oh, but that's about it. If he waited for her to say it, the effect would be diminished. He and Wang Huai watched TV and chatted idly for a while before he got up. "I'm going to the restroom. By the way, I heard Wang Yun is a good cook. You're really lucky."

"She's alright."

"Let me see, and maybe learn a few tricks. Sigh, life alone is really tough. You're just ungrateful." He turned and went to the kitchen.

Busy Wang Yun saw You Hai approaching and quickly said, "It's smoky in here, come inside."

"Watching you cook is like learning a skill. You go about your business, don't worry about me." He then came up behind Wang Yun and, before she could speak, continued, "By the way, where's the child?"

Distracted, Wang Yun sighed. "His grandma's with him."

"So, you're going to work again?"

Unexpectedly, You Hai brought up work, and Wang Yun quickly replied, "Yes, but I haven't found a suitable place yet." She could clearly feel her face turning red again.

"Oh, why don't you help me? The company's short-staffed right now, you should be able to manage."

"Really?" Overjoyed, Wang Yun didn't notice that the distance between them was a little too intimate. You Hai was now pressed against Wang Yun's back, gently feeling her rounded buttocks, soft yet slightly elastic.

Oh no! Control yourself! "It's not the right time yet. You can't rush things with a woman like this." You Hai took a deep breath, inhaling Wang Yun's alluring scent up close—it was practically an aphrodisiac! He leaned closer to her neck; it smelled so good. He couldn't help but lean forward again, asking, "What dish smells so good?" "

Ah!" He clearly felt Wang Yun's body tremble slightly. She wasn't used to being so close to a man other than her husband, and she said nervously, slightly out of breath, "It's...it's stir-fried bamboo shoots." Not wanting to be too obvious, Wang Yun used the excuse of picking up a plate to move aside.

You Hai pressed forward again in that instant, lightly but enough to create friction between them. "Ah, that feels good!" You Hai exclaimed inwardly.

Due to her nervousness, Wang Yun didn't feel the hardness that was rubbing against her buttocks.

You Hai knew the importance of stopping at the right time, so he continued to talk to Wang Yun about some culinary experiences. With her biggest worry resolved, Wang Yun relaxed, chuckling occasionally. Her impression of You Hai improved, becoming more understanding and forgiving; this subtle help made her extremely grateful.

Wang Huai, watching TV, was still pleased with his brilliant idea. It seemed his wife would get a good job, and he could enjoy a period of relaxation. With all three achieving their goals, a pleasant dinner ensued.

Wang Yun, on her first day at the company, was still nervous, wondering what kind of work You Hai would assign her and whether she could handle it.

Wang Yun used to be a primary school teacher, a profession well-suited to her personality, but finding another teaching job was now almost impossible. Recalling her experience applying for maternity leave, anger mingled with fear. 　　**********

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After school that day, Wang Yun went to the academic affairs office for a talk at Director Li's request. Naively, she thought the matter should be resolved.

She sat on the sofa for over twenty minutes, but Director Li was still handling official business and told her to wait a little longer. Director Li sat behind his desk, constantly glancing at Wang Yun from the side, harboring lewd thoughts.
Wang Yun was wearing a short-sleeved dark gray suit. Due to her curvaceous figure, the suit was tight-fitting, and her sitting posture caused the hem of the knee-length skirt to ride up, revealing a section of her round, plump thigh and slender calves encased in light gray sheer stockings, and her plump, tender insteps peeking out from her black high heels.

Director Li had long coveted this beautiful flesh, and seeing his dream come true, how could he not be excited? Even at fifty-seven, he was like a young man, his lower abdomen already burning with desire. He decided to wait a little longer. After sitting for a while, Wang Yun noticed her hair, which was tied up, had loosened slightly. Without thinking much of it, she lightly raised her arm and adjusted it. This overtly feminine gesture made Director Li unable to restrain himself any longer. Almost without Wang Yun noticing, he was already sitting on the sofa, pressed close to her right side.

Director Li was usually a man of lust but little heart; he would only glance at pretty female teachers when no one was looking. However, Wang Yun's usual gentle and submissive demeanor had stirred up a few fantasies in him. This desire grew stronger over time, eventually reaching a point where it was impossible to control.

Although Wang Yun was not used to such close contact, she didn't think much of it.

"Xiao Wang, you know the school is short-staffed right now, and it's difficult to get approval from the school."
"But, I can't do anything about it, please help me, Director Li." Wang Yun's face was already red as she pleaded.

Looking at the beautiful face before him, Director Li could no longer hide his feelings. "Ah, Xiao Wang, why is your face so red? Are you sick?" he said, reaching out to gently stroke Wang Yun's cheek.
Wang Yun was somewhat flustered; she had never encountered such a situation before and didn't know how to react. Perhaps this was just a leader's concern. Seeing Wang Yun's panicked expression but lack of resistance only strengthened Director Li's resolve. His left hand encircled Wang Yun's slender waist; the softness of the young woman was breathtaking. His right hand moved to Wang Yun's delicate neck.

"Little Wang, you're so beautiful. I was captivated the moment I saw you."

The sudden change left Wang Yun completely stunned. Good heavens, how could this happen? He was a school leader! At this moment, Director Li had already taken Wang Yun's exposed right arm and was meticulously tasting it from her fingers upwards, leaving traces of saliva. Wang Yun instantly snapped out of her daze, seeing her clean skin stained with a man's saliva, she trembled with disgust, and with all her might, she shook off Director Li and fled towards the door, her only thought being to escape this unexpected situation as quickly as possible.

Director Li didn't have time to be angry at his carelessness and hastily chased after her. If it was just teasing at the beginning, now it was nothing but naked desire. Before she even reached the door, her long, flowing hair was grabbed from behind. The pain made Wang Yun stop in her tracks, and instantly, she was back in his sinful embrace.

"It hurts! Let go, Director! How could you do this? Let go! I'm going to scream!"

He held Wang Yun tightly from behind, pressing his lower abdomen against her soft, full buttocks. His left arm encircled the young woman's slender waist, while his right arm wrapped around her struggling arms. He buried his head in her cloud-like hair, kissing, licking, and even nibbling at her neck, muttering, "Scream! Scream louder! Let everyone see our school's most beautiful female teacher—no, the most beautiful pregnant teacher—cheating with the director in the office."

This line, which he had recited countless times, had the expected effect; Wang Yun's screams grew fainter and fainter. Oh my god, if anyone saw her like this, how could she ever face anyone again? What would her students, colleagues, and husband think...? Having identified Wang Yun's weakness, Director Li became even more brazen, dragging Wang Yun to his desk and pressing his upper body against it.

"Let go! Please, Director Li, let me go! You're a school leader, you can't do this!" Wang Yun pleaded.
"If I let you go, all my efforts will have been wasted, baby. Promise me, it's no use struggling anymore. School's been over for a while now, no one will bother us. Be a good girl, I won't let you suffer."
Only now did Wang Yun realize that it was all a trap. A shadow of despair slowly enveloped her pure and kind heart.

Director Li's greasy forehead was already beaded with sweat, his contorted face flushed red with intense excitement. While threatening and enticing, his hands didn't loosen their grip at all. As he spoke, he used his left hand to press down on the young woman's back, freeing his right hand to lift the hem of her skirt up to her buttocks.

Due to her constant struggles, her white panties pitifully shrank into her buttocks, forming a groove that further stimulated the man's lust. Through the stockings, his large hands mercilessly rubbed and even pinched, from her thighs to her buttocks, not missing an inch. The slippery feel of the stockings and the soft, elastic sensation below made the lustful man forget where he was.

Wang Yun's face was streaked with desperate tears. Her hands waved weakly, and she pleaded in hushed tones, "No, no! You have a wife too! You can't do this!"

"If my wife had even half of you, I wouldn't be like this, haha!"

The man laughed shamelessly, pressing his body against Wang Yun's back again, pushing her shirt and blouse up to her shoulders, revealing the flawless, smooth, white back of the young woman. Her skin seemed to sense the threat, twitching as saliva dripped onto it. But this weak resistance was no match for the evil invasion. A disgusting soft mass writhed and greedily licked.

A hand slipped through the seams of her suit, directly occupying the soft, protruding breasts. Her stockings were pulled up to her knees, and a vicious, erect penis was approaching her intimate area. A chill ran through Wang Yun. Was this really the end for her? God, what had she done wrong?

As if heaven had heard Wang Yun's final plea, a knock came at the door. Both women froze, time seemed to stand still, and the knocking resumed, accompanied by the sound of a key turning in the lock. Wang Yun's nightmare and Director Li's dream were simultaneously shattered. Director Li's angry voice rang out: "Who is it? What is it?"

Wang Yun frantically put on her bra, fastened her clothes, pulled her stockings up to her bare buttocks, and lowered her skirt, but her disheveled hair and red, tear-filled eyes couldn't hide her distress.

The door had already opened, and it was Xiao Liu from the computer department who entered. "You haven't left yet, Director? Didn't you say there was a problem with the computer this afternoon? I came over to take a look after work."

Director Li was seething with anger. Noticing Xiao Liu looking at Wang Yun with confusion, he quickly went to Wang Yun's side, patted her shoulder, and said softly, "Xiao Wang, don't cry. The school has its own difficulties too. Don't worry, the principal and I will find an opportunity to discuss it further."

Hearing Director Li's words, Wang Yun was already beyond tears. The world was far more complex than she had imagined; even teachers could be so wicked and corrupt. Wang Yun knew all too well the danger she would face if she stayed any longer. Disgusted, she shook off Director Li's hand and fled the office, the building, and the school where she had worked for seven years since graduating from university.

Director Li followed her out of the office, watching her retreating figure, the lust in his eyes undiminished. He pulled a torn white panty from his pocket, sniffed it deeply, and murmured, "Wang Yun, my beauty, you can't escape."

Knowing Wang Yun's weaknesses well, Director Li had forgotten his own cowardice. Wang Yun's vulnerability made him feel powerful; he believed he could do whatever he wanted with her. Given Wang Yun's personality, she would never dare to make this public, or perhaps not dare, but unable, haha.

Wang Yun didn't know how she got home. For the next week, she made up various excuses to avoid letting Wang Huai touch her; she couldn't explain the bruises on her thighs and buttocks. She considered reporting Director Li, but would it even make a difference? Given his connections, it would probably only lead to her being embroiled in scandal. Good heavens, what kind of world is this?!

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