Valentine's Day was my wife's busiest day ever, a story told in pictures and text from 2019 to 2020 (by Huang Si).

Let me first show you a photo of my wife.

As you all know, my wife works as a subletter in Suzhou. We need a lot of secondhand furniture, mostly from the Suzhou area, like Shanghai, Wuxi, and Changzhou. Since we're from a rural area, it requires a significant investment. At that time, I was relying solely on my salary, which simply wasn't enough. My wife had about 40,000 yuan worth of furniture on credit at a furniture market in Lihu, Suzhou (you can find it on Baidu). With the Lunar New Year approaching, we collected rent and paid back 15,000 yuan, leaving me with 25,000 yuan that I simply couldn't afford. Then, school fees needed to be paid early, making our finances incredibly tight. In our area, there's a saying that debts don't last past the New Year, making things even more difficult.

Every time we went to Huangsi, I would casually mention it. My wife is sensitive about money, but she always went despite being pressured to pay. My wife is truly wonderful to me. With only about ten days left until the Lunar New Year, almost all the sub-landlords had gone home. We had just finished renovating another apartment, and a tenant had shown interest, saying they'd buy furniture after the New Year. Since it was already rented out, my wife had to swallow her pride and ask for 5,000 yuan off furniture on credit. That day, only Huang Si was there; the furniture market was practically deserted. A lot of the secondhand furniture had to be carried by the tenants themselves. On the third floor, my wife had to go upstairs to carry the furniture herself. When she was carrying the first piece, Huang Si pulled down the roller shutter door and went back upstairs, saying, "Take your time, I'll close the door. No one's coming around at this hour. Go upstairs and get some sleep." Huang Si had a break room on the third floor with a desk and a bed. My wife didn't think much of it and started carrying the furniture herself. She was quite tired after carrying it all down, so Huang Si invited her to his office for a drink of water before continuing. Since they were familiar with each other, she went in.
Huang Si, from Anhui, born in 1984, is about 178cm tall, thin and tall. He likes to smoke, but my wife doesn't like men who smoke. He married a local woman from Suzhou who made his fortune. His wife is of average appearance. She usually comes over when it's time to settle accounts and takes all the money, only giving Huang Si pocket money. So Huang Si basically doesn't have the time or money to go out and have fun. He's tightly controlled by his wife. Every time my wife comes over, she jokingly says, "I wish such a busy woman was my wife," teasing my wife.
Huang Si chatted with my wife for a while, asking where I was. My wife said I was working in Shanghai. They chatted for a bit longer, and Huang Si moved closer and closer to my wife, the atmosphere becoming increasingly ambiguous. My wife sensed something was wrong and got up to leave, but Huang Si suddenly grabbed her from behind. My wife is 158cm tall and weighs 100kg, and was forced down onto the bed. My wife said, "What are you doing? Let me go!" But she couldn't resist. Huang Si's entire body was on top of her, and his other hands were pinning her hands down; she couldn't break free. Huang Si looked into my wife's eyes and said, "How much money do you still owe me?" Upon hearing this, my wife went limp, and everyone understood what he meant. My wife didn't answer. Seeing this, Huang Si said again, "Call your husband today, pay him back, and I'll let you have him." My wife was in a daze at that moment. She was willing to suffer herself, but she didn't want me to suffer too. My wife knew we couldn't afford it, and she was like a deflated balloon. Then, seeing that my wife wasn't resisting, he rolled off her. My wife took the opportunity to turn her back to him and curl up on the bed. Huang Si hugged her from behind and reached directly into her clothes to touch her breasts. My wife didn't resist and could only silently shed tears, not knowing what to do. Indeed, even a hero can be brought down by a lack of money, and a clever woman can't cook without rice.
Seeing that my wife wasn't resisting, Huang Si tried to touch my wife's vagina through her pants. My wife put her hands on her crotch to stop him from touching her. He then tried to take off my wife's pants, but because it was winter and she was wearing many layers, only half of her buttocks could be exposed before he couldn't take them off. The clothes were bunched up, and my wife had to straighten her legs to take them off. So Huang Si tried many times without success.
Huang Si tried to woo my wife with sweet talk, but he wasn't her type. My wife's standards were that he be over 180cm tall, slightly overweight, and have a sunny appearance. Huang Si was a heavy smoker and drinker, too thin, and she couldn't stand the smell of his kisses; she said she felt like throwing up from his kisses. My wife
refused. Then Huang Si said, "You still owe me 30,000 yuan. A prostitute only costs 2,000 yuan now. I'll give you 3,000 yuan per time, let me have sex with you 10 times." My wife was very upset by this, especially since she felt compared to a prostitute. She used to be very sensitive about the term "slut" because her sex was always emotional, not just about selling her body. So, I wouldn't sell my wife for money, and she feels the same way. It's about having fun, but not being looked down upon. Hearing this, my wife tried to get up, resisted a bit, and then became exhausted. Her phone kept ringing, but she didn't answer, including mine; we were busy with our rental apartment.
Unable to move or break free, Huang Si kept pressing against my wife through her clothes, causing her great discomfort. For a woman, being with a man she didn't like was pure torture. In desperation, my wife said, "5000 yuan a time," hoping to discourage Huang Si. At that moment, Huang Si, driven by lust, agreed immediately and started kissing her on the lips. When she tried to stop him, he changed his tune, saying, "If it doesn't count without a kiss on the lips, it's not a real pleasure." My wife was completely at his mercy, experiencing no pleasure whatsoever. Clothes that usually take 10 minutes to put on were stripped off by Huang Si in 3 minutes. My wife was completely naked. Although the room had air conditioning, it was still a bit cold, but Huang Si was burning with desire. He immediately stripped off his own clothes, staring intently at my wife's vulva, saying, "You're so wet." My wife squeezed her legs together, and Huang Si asked, "Are you tight?" My wife didn't say a word the whole time. Huang Si used both hands to touch her G-spot, his thumb on the G-spot, and his middle and index fingers inside her vagina. My wife couldn't help but moan. Huang Si boasted that he married such a rich wife with this skill, and that she, this slut, would never forget him. Indeed, my wife said it was really good, and she had an orgasm right away. My wife was afraid of being too embarrassed, so she could only hold Huang Si's hands and ask him to stop. Huang Si thought it was about time, so he started fucking my wife. My wife said that Huang Si was about 15 years old, about the same age as her classmate in Changzhou. We bought more than 10 second-hand houses in Changzhou (I will write about this in the next post).

Below is a photo of my wife and her classmate in Changzhou.

Huang Si kept fucking my wife while saying that she was so wet and it felt so good. He said she was the most enjoyable woman he had fucked in his 20-plus years. Of course, all the men who fucked my wife said the same thing, and they were reluctant to leave. Most of the time, they broke up because they were going to get married. Marriage and dating are really not the same thing. Huang Si fucked my wife in one position for about 15 minutes, still not satisfied, mainly because my wife wasn't cooperating. Then Huang Si picked her up and put her on the desk, then on the office chair. These were the positions my wife liked, allowing for deep penetration. But there was something even more extreme: my wife's legs were originally on the armrests of the chair, and then Huang Si used both hands, one on each side, to hold her legs up, leaving her body suspended in the air. My wife said it was so stimulating; she was afraid of falling but also wanted to be fucked, feeling incredibly good. He fucked her so hard she couldn't stop. She had initially hoped Huang Si would finish quickly, but she really didn't want to stop. She was completely subdued, enjoying it so much. But for Huang Si, it was exhausting. Then he pressed my wife down on the sofa and fucked her again. He was exhausted from the previous fucking and was covered in sweat. When they stopped, my wife asked, "Did you ejaculate?" Huang Si asked, "Can I put it inside?" My wife didn't answer, but casually took two tissues and wiped the sweat from Huang Si's forehead. Huang Si enjoyed this gentle treatment from my wife, so every time they were together, he would ask her to wipe his sweat. Such unexpected care can easily melt a person's heart. Huang Si said that moment was the most pleasurable. After about
10 more minutes of this, Huang Si pulled out and ejaculated. Mainly because his wife didn't have an IUD, he was used to ejaculating directly from the outside. He ejaculated on my wife's stomach, and some of the spray landed on her chest and face. My wife quickly grabbed tissues to wipe her face and body. Then she put on her clothes, and Huang Si also put on his clothes. He drove his truck and delivered the furniture my wife had ordered, then helped carry it upstairs. After everything was arranged, he wanted to invite my wife to dinner, but she refused and rode her electric scooter home by herself.
That night, I video-chatted with my wife. She didn't tell me about this incident. It wasn't until a year later that I learned how much my wife had suffered.
The next day, Huang Si sent my wife many warm and insincere WeChat messages and called her several times, but she didn't answer. For the next few days, Huang Si followed my wife in his car, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity. Although he knew where my wife lived, it was a shared apartment, so he didn't dare to do anything rash. With the Lunar New Year approaching, my wife thought she had escaped, but Huang Si had many tricks up his sleeve.
He had his friend pretend to be a tenant and call my wife to show her the apartment—our newly renovated shared apartment. They hoped to rent out as many units as possible before the end of the year. His friend went to check it out first, deliberately knocking on the door of an already rented apartment. The tenant had moved in and gone home for the New Year. My wife said that the tenant had gone home for the New Year, and his friend said okay, he would go downstairs to get his friend to come and help check. Actually, he was going down to call Huang Si. My wife waited foolishly in the room, the door was not closed. Huang Si came in, locked the door, and my wife, seeing someone coming and Huang Si already inside, was like a frightened bird, completely at a loss, and could only cling to the wall. Without a word, he pulled open my wife's down jacket. His hands were freezing cold, and he reached directly into her coat to touch her chest. My wife immediately cried out in pain, and Huang Si pulled his hands away. She tried to resist, but Huang Si said, "If you resist, you have to pay me back." This was his trump card. My wife instantly broke down, bursting into tears. She was truly wronged. At this moment, Huang Si suddenly felt sorry for her, gently embracing her and wiping her tears with a fresh pack of tissues from his pocket. My wife said someone was coming to see the house, and Huang Si replied, "That's my friend waiting for me in the car downstairs. I wouldn't have been able to see you without this." My wife didn't say anything more. Just then, Huang Si's wife called, telling him to come home for dinner because she was on her period. My wife was still thinking she was saved. After hanging up, Huang Si immediately pulled down my wife's pants. My wife asked, "Aren't you going home for dinner?" Huang Si said, "Let's have a quickie, I've been wanting this so much!" My wife thought, "A quickie counts, I guess," and half-heartedly pulled her pants down to her knees. Then she lay face down on the edge of the bed (the bed was empty, just a mattress; it's very cold inside in Suzhou winters). It was chilly lying there. Huang Si pulled down his pants and thrust in. Because there was no lubrication, and her legs were still covered by pants, my wife's vagina was very tight. Huang Si said, "Your vagina is so tight, it feels so good!" Then he pulled up my wife's braid—it was long hair then—forcing her to lift her head. It was both painful and stimulating. Because she had been fucked before, my wife wasn't so reserved and started moaning with pleasure, just like when I usually fucked her. After 20 minutes, my wife's legs were sore, and she was half-kneeling on the bed, unable to stand steadily. Then she urged Huang Si to finish quickly. Huang Si said there was no rush, that he had finally reached the point where he didn't want to ejaculate, and then made my wife lie down. My wife didn't cooperate, so he took off her down jacket and pressed her against the glass door (a room partitioned off from the living room) which was a balcony with floor-to-ceiling windows. He had sex with her for 2-3 minutes, and then made my wife go to the outside balcony. This was on the 5th floor, and there were people walking downstairs. The floor-to-ceiling windows were transparent, and if you looked up, you could see them having sex. My wife didn't want to, but Huang Si said to hurry up, that he ejaculated quickly. While my wife hesitated, he had already pushed her onto the balcony. My wife could only hold onto the balcony with her hands because she couldn't stand steadily with her feet covered by clothes. While he was having sex with her, Huang Si kept pulling up my wife's clothes, exposing her breasts. As soon as my wife tried to pull her clothes down, he pushed hard, and she couldn't pull them down at all. She felt extremely ashamed. The worst part was that he saw pedestrians downstairs and deliberately made noises. Several people were there. He glanced up and must have seen her. Luckily, it was winter and cold, so no one stopped to watch. Otherwise, it would have been on the news. Men who have sex with other men's wives show no tenderness whatsoever; they want to brag to everyone about it. My wife said she felt like a bitch being fucked. Huang Si got more and more excited as he fucked her. After about 20 minutes, my wife couldn't stand anymore. Seeing her own semen on the ground, she felt both ashamed and somewhat wanted to be humiliated. So, she became very wet. Later, I heard him make a few phone calls, probably from his friends and his wife urging him. Huang Si quickly sped up his fucking of my wife to ejaculate faster. The key point is that he saw my wife's anus had been fucked before. When he was about to ejaculate, he pulled out and tried to ejaculate inside her anus. My wife's ass had been penetrated by her first love a few times and hadn't been properly developed. The three men from Northeast China had a lot of experience with thrusting, but they weren't very skilled. They probably only used the glans each time. I only used the glans twice, but it was too dry, so I didn't play with it again. I thought her vagina was too pleasurable, so I rarely played with it. Speaking of which, it's been a few years since I've thrust. My wife was in excruciating pain when he suddenly thrust in. He thrust in once, ejaculated a little inside, and then my wife moved her buttocks away. He ejaculated all over my wife's back, making her wet, and also on her buttocks. It was so cold that my wife immediately pulled down her clothes, put on her pants and down jacket, and quickly wiped the mess on the floor with paper. Huang Si used the tissues he brought to wipe his penis clean, pulled up his pants, and said to my wife, "From now on, I'll let you out when I tell you to. Hurry up and finish. If you continue like this, you'll have to pay me back now." My wife didn't say anything, and Huang Si didn't say anything either. He went downstairs and left. My wife grabbed her bag and deliberately took the stairs downstairs. Her legs were really sore from standing all the time, and climbing stairs was painful, but she persevered. Huang Si, however, didn't leave; he just waited for her in his car at the building entrance, knowing she'd be down soon. He told her to be careful on her way back, but like most men, he liked to show off his "trophies." My wife ignored him, and he simply opened the car door and got out. My wife, timid and slow-witted, quickly ran to her electric scooter, ready to ride off, but Huang Si caught her. He grabbed her face, kissed her on the lips, and then slapped her bottom. My wife cried out in pain. Huang Si then gloated to his friend, who gave him a thumbs-up. My wife quickly rode off, and Huang Si drove back. My wife was terrified he'd follow her again, so she took back roads and hurried home.
There was an incident a few days ago. A female tenant was home, hanging clothes to dry in the living room. My wife came home, and this woman, with her keen sense of smell, said, "Landlord, you've been busy all day, what's that smell on you?" She probably guessed my wife had just been with someone, since she'd likely ingested a lot of semen. My wife quickly said it smelled like glue, and then told her she'd just boiled water to wash her hair, but told her to shower first. My wife threw away her shirt and underwear, which were stained with Huang Si's semen. After all, it wasn't someone she liked; she was forced into it, so she especially disliked it.

That's all for today. Friends, do you think a woman like my wife, who met me at 23, lost her virginity at 17, lived with four men, had one one-night stand, was clean (she later gave birth to two healthy children for me)? Or are prostitutes who sell themselves twice a week cleaner?

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