My Wife's Real Experience of Development Under My Arrangement (Continued 25)

In the afternoon, my wife called me before she came home. I was already home, so I went to pick her up at the entrance of the complex. She looked exhausted and gave me a faint smile. She exchanged a few awkward polite words with me. I was taken aback. My wife probably realized this was a bit too formal and gave an embarrassed smile, but her tone immediately changed. She became somewhat affectedly affectionate with me. After all, we've been together for so many years. Her momentary lapse in behavior subsided, and I took her hand and pulled her suitcase home. My wife's hair wasn't completely dry, and she had a faint scent of cheap shower gel. These details showed that she... She didn't come from the airport, but from nearby. She had just showered, and of course, she came from Amin's house. The two of them had definitely just made love; my wife had a faint smell of semen on her. I smiled awkwardly as we walked and talked. She said the child was at her mother's house, being looked after by someone in her hometown. When we got back, my wife quickly washed up, said she wanted to catch up on some sleep, and fell asleep as soon as she lay down. She seemed very tired. While my wife was asleep, I picked up her phone and looked through it. Amin's chat history with her was gone, but her male classmate who had a crush on her had been chatting with her these past few days. He was very enthusiastic, showing concern and asking about her well-being. He kept saying that he should contact her when he went back to his hometown, and that he wanted to treat her to some food and drinks. She declined a few times, and the male classmate pretended to be angry, so she reluctantly agreed. I quickly glanced at her phone, worried she might see it when she woke up, then put it down and went outside to do some other things. We went out for dinner around 7 PM, acting completely natural, as if nothing had happened. We talked about our child's school life, how the teacher often called my wife, and how she told me about it, occasionally chuckling softly. My wife hides it very well; she used to be very innocent and... Not being a good actor, we didn't make love when we got home that night. My wife washed up, lay down, and fell asleep. I gently stroked her long hair, thinking how exhausted she must have been these past few days. I felt a pang of heartache and sadness. I went to the living room, turned on my phone, and scrolled through QQ. Amin was online. We chatted for a bit; he was talking about getting married. I said the bride was pretty, and he replied with a smiley face, saying he was going to play cards and didn't have time to chat. I went to the balcony and smoked a few cigarettes, gazing at the lights of countless homes outside the window. I felt conflicted. I took a few more deep drags on my cigarette to calm myself down, then went back inside and cuddled my wife until we fell asleep. When I woke up this morning, my wife was already gone. She sent me a text saying she was going to buy some household items and would be back around noon. She had cooked me some breakfast and told me to eat by myself. After breakfast, I went to the office and was busy all morning with a lot of things to handle. At 11 a.m., my assistant texted me, asking if I wanted to have lunch with her. I checked the time and replied, "Okay." She sent me a smiley face. After get off work, I walked a few hundred meters to the place she mentioned, and she came out from the side. We didn't say anything, but went in side by side and ordered three dishes and two drinks. I was playing a game while she talked. She said she was getting married and her boyfriend had proposed to her. I put down my phone and said "Oh." I whispered, "Shall we take a nap?" The assistant blushed, paused for a few seconds, and then hummed in agreement. We quickly finished eating and headed to the nearest hotel. While showering, the assistant gave me oral sex, holding my penis from both ends and sucking on it. Her oral skills were getting better and better; she sucked and licked from the head of my penis all the way to my testicles, her tongue constantly licking deep into my thighs. A woman who adores a man will do her best to please him, and the assistant undoubtedly adored me. I enjoyed it comfortably. She said she now watches porn and learns the actions from them to serve me. I was touched. After showering, I took her to bed. The assistant tied her hair up and continued to give me oral sex, sucking on my penis, her slender fingers stroking it. She seemed to enjoy it. I stroked her face, my smiling expression indicating my satisfaction. She blushed... I gave a forced laugh, and my mouth worked even harder. I took out my phone and looked through it. There was a newly updated status on QQ, posted by Amin: "My wife and I went hiking." It was my wife; she and Amin went hiking on Baiyun Mountain. They were holding hands, and someone else was taking pictures of them. It was a group of people who went together. There were many comments below, such as "What a beautiful wife," "She's changed partners again," "Bring her over for another get-together," and "Her figure is even better now." Obviously, Amin's QQ contacts were mostly friends from the sex industry, and several were from the sex-swapping group. My wife was just their sex toy. Some of the commenters had even slept with my wife, and more than one. I was getting irritable and grabbed my assistant's head, pressing her head down several times to make her do deep throat. She tried to swallow and spit, gagging a little. I got up, stroked her buttocks, and wanted to take her anus. The assistant whispered, "Where should I give it to you? I already gave my first time to my boyfriend, I'll give you my second." I hesitated for a moment, then without saying much, I thrust my penis inside. Ugh, the assistant bit her lip and gripped my shoulders, looking uncomfortable. I paused, pulled back slightly, and then thrust again. It was so tight, and my penis was also very hard; it went all the way in. The assistant panted and tried to kiss me, so I lowered my head and kissed her.I started thrusting. "Ah, um, um," the assistant gasped and moaned. Soon she was very wet, tight and comfortable. I gripped her thighs with both hands, lifted her hips, and thrust in and out with all my might. The assistant bit her lip, her expression showing discomfort, but also fear of me, not daring to object. I thought to myself that my wife was probably also enjoying herself under Ah Min's body. I felt a little irritated. I thrust hard for over ten minutes. The assistant was very sensitive and easily satisfied. I saw her face getting redder and redder, her expression showing she was about to climax, biting her lip and moaning. I sped up my thrusting for a while, then ejaculated inside her. The assistant gasped for breath, then collapsed. I lay down beside her, panting, and started smoking. My assistant gently stroked my chest and nestled in my arms. I glanced at her, patted her shoulder, and said, "Go lick it clean." The assistant wearily got up, opened her mouth, and took my penis in, sucking and licking my testicles clean with her tongue. I lay there comfortably, resting for a while. The assistant went to take a shower, and when she came back, she lay quietly in my arms. After a while, thinking of my wife and Ah Min, I got an erection again. The assistant stroked my penis and started giving me oral sex again. This time she came quickly, with excellent technique, her tongue skillfully sucking and licking my testicles. I felt so good, I kept sucking. After a short while, I growled and ejaculated into her mouth. She held it without moving, letting me finish. I saw that she had both semen and secretions in her mouth, and her expression was a little uncomfortable. I touched her face and said, "Be good, swallow it." She looked at me with some fear. I said, "Be good, swallow it." The little assistant slowly swallowed it with a pitiful expression. She was the first woman to swallow my semen. I made her open her mouth wide, and I checked to make sure she had swallowed it. I kissed her face, and we took a shower. I went to the company to handle work. Actually, business is very busy right now. I took a few days off, which delayed many things. I worked overtime at the company until after nine o'clock before going home. My wife was wearing... I was watching TV in the living room in my pajamas. When I came back, she brought me some sweet soup, helped me put away my clothes and bag, we chatted briefly, and then I went to take a shower. I read in bed while my wife did her skincare routine, applying various toners to her face and neck. After a while, she got into bed and lay diagonally next to me. Actually, we've been married for many years, but we've lost our passion, which is why I started doing this and found someone to "rekindle" her interest. Now I can tell she's not interested in my body anymore, but since we haven't seen each other for a while, I had to be polite. She still leaned closer and touched my penis through my underwear, squeezing it a few times. It wasn't very hard. Then she put her hand inside... She played with it, her technique was quite good. I spread my legs wide, and my wife crawled over, pulled down my underwear, played with it a few times with her hands, then opened her mouth and swallowed my penis, starting to give me oral sex. Her movements were a bit perfunctory, and my erection wasn't quite there yet, but my wife was still very dedicated. Her smooth tongue sucked from the head of my penis all the way to my testicles, taking them into her mouth and sucking on them. Oh, I trembled with pleasure. She took turns sucking on my testicles, while one hand gripped my penis and stroked it. She probably didn't realize how good her lovemaking skills were now, and I didn't point it out. Her mouth returned to the head of my penis, slowly swallowing the whole thing. I went in, moving my head and sucking, my technique was excellent and skillful. After five or six minutes, she looked up at me, as if to say, "Is that enough?" I hummed in agreement. My wife took off her panties and straddled me, already wet down there. My entire penis slid into her vagina, and she groaned softly. She grabbed my hand and squeezed and rubbed her breasts. She started to move her hips back and forth, my entire penis rubbing against the inner walls of her vagina. After a while, she started to moan softly, "Mmm, mmm, so good, mmm, ah." I grabbed her breasts and rubbed and kneaded them, and she moaned softly, "Honey, harder." I increased the pressure of rubbing her breasts, and I became somewhat aware of my wife's breasts... My wife's breasts have gotten bigger. They used to be a B, but now they're moving towards a D. I was thrusting hard, but her expression seemed fake; it wasn't as pleasurable as she was saying. I got a little bored and just went through the motions for a while. My wife went to take a shower, and I lay down to rest. I checked Ah Min's social media. He was showing off his newly bought large gold ring and thick gold chain, saying they were gifts from his beloved wife. He even posted the price tag—over 30,000 yuan! He also mentioned that he bought clothes and shoes that day for over 5,000 yuan. I started to realize something. My wife has a bank card, and I regularly transfer 10,000 yuan to her every month for living expenses, plus 5,000 yuan at the end of each year for the past few years. We have 100,000 yuan in savings. I didn't have much money before, and I didn't earn much, so for the past five or six years, it's basically been like this. It's used for her savings and expenses for both our parents. Last year, I found out she still had over 500,000 yuan in her account. Our annual expenses aren't high, and she doesn't have any spending hobbies—just buying clothes, shopping, and occasionally getting inexpensive beauty treatments. Her bank card is linked to WeChat. The next morning, I said I was going to work. Not long after I left, before nine o'clock, my wife came out of the house. I went back home, found the card, and knew the PIN. I went to a nearby bank ATM to print out the transfer record, and sure enough...There have been many recent money transfer records. Several transactions exceeding 10,000 yuan occurred during the two weeks following her wedding with Amin. Two other transactions, one of 20,000 and the other of 30,000 yuan, occurred a few days after Amin and she returned. The 30,000 yuan transaction was the day before Amin boasted about it yesterday. Today, she transferred another 150,000 yuan to WeChat. I calculated with a calculator that over 280,000 yuan is now gone from her account. While I was calculating, I suddenly heard the door open. I quickly grabbed my bag and hid in the room. Peeking through the crack in the door, I saw my wife standing there. A man's voice, clearly accented, said, "Let me in." My wife whispered, "Go away." The man continued, "Let me in. If you don't let me in, I won't leave. I'll wait at the door. Hurry up!" My wife said, "Go away. It's not good if Amin finds out. That man's voice... do you think I'm afraid of him? That gambling addict! If you don't let me in, aren't you afraid the neighbors will disturb your husband?" Perhaps the wife was genuinely afraid the neighbors would see, so after a few seconds of silence, she opened the door and let the man in. It was the fat man, grinning and trying to make conversation. "Your house is quite clean," he said. The wife remained silent. The fat man sat down and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law Min, could you pour me a drink? I'm so thirsty." The wife said in a low voice, "Serves you right. Pour it yourself." Then, with a cold face, she sat down on a stool a few meters away. The fat man went to the refrigerator, took a can of beer, opened it, and took a few sips. He looked at his wife and said, "Sigh, I don't know what you, such a good woman, like about Amin. He's a gambling addict and has no skills. All he does is show off and waste money." The wife rolled her eyes at him and said, "Is it any of your business?" The fat man took a few more sips of beer, put it down, and said, "He probably squandered the hundreds of thousands he swindled from his parents for the wedding banquet with you. He's owed another fifty or sixty thousand these past few days. You've paid him back, but when will this end? You really want to live with him?" He went to gamble again today. I heard this morning he lost over ten thousand yuan again. I know you argued with him again this morning, that's why I came to find you. The wife remained silent… The fat man went over to try and get close to the wife. The wife pointed at him, saying, "Stay away from me!" The fat man grabbed her hand, grinning, "Why are you being so formal? We've done it several times already, what's wrong with a little intimacy?" The fat man pulled the wife into his arms, and the two struggled, rolling onto the sofa. "Let me go!" the wife weakly resisted, her voice tinged with shame and anger. "No, no, sob sob," the fat man kissed her, and she sobbed. Watching this scene, I didn't know whether to be angry or excited. I wanted to push the door open and leave, but I held back. This wasn't the first time I'd seen this; my wife had done it with those men several times in front of me, but this time… Somewhat unwilling, "You're hurting me," the wife cried out. The fat man, already down, pulled down his pants and pressed down on her, saying, "Then don't resist. I'll do it once and then leave. Why are you always so uncooperative? Last time after you and Amin had your wedding, you said you didn't want it, but you still did it with me in his kitchen. Your mouth is tough, but your pussy is already wet." They struggled a few times, the wife struggling weakly. "Ugh," the fat man breathed heavily. The wife stopped resisting; it seemed he had penetrated her. As the fat man thrust, the wife's suppressed moans began: "Mmm, mmm, ah, mmm, mmm," the fat man panted as he pumped. The sofa blocked the view, so the wife's body couldn't be seen, only the fat man's squinting, satisfied expression. After a while, the fat man lifted the wife and made her lie face down on the sofa back, then fucked her from behind. The wife's face was facing me, her face full of... Tears streamed down her face, her expression one of pain, yet she continued to moan. Initially, her eyes were closed and her voice was somewhat suppressed, but gradually, the sounds softened with pleasure: "Oh, um, oh, ah." The fat man gripped his wife's slender waist and thrust forcefully, slap, slap, slap, slap. After about ten minutes, his wife was completely submissive. A while later, the fat man flipped her over, sitting against the sofa with her facing him. They straddled each other, embracing. The fat man played with her breasts, nibbling and sucking. His wife held his head without resistance, only moaning softly with her eyes closed. Soon, they began kissing. His wife wrapped her arms around his neck, their tongues slurping and kissing. Her desire was fully aroused; her face was filled with pleasure, her eyes half-closed as she moaned. "Hmm, hmm, hmm, uh," the fat man's sexual prowess was quite good; he'd been going at it for almost half an hour. He flipped his wife over, into a doggy-style position, and began thrusting heavily, panting. His wife lay on her stomach, her ass sticking out as he fucked her. Every now and then, the fat man would stop and knead his wife's breasts, trying to get her to turn around and kiss him. His wife didn't resist, cooperating with him. "Hmm, uh," the fat man growled as he thrust for a while, then slowly slowed down and ejaculated. He kissed his wife for a few more seconds, panting, then pulled her into his arms. His wife was exhausted, breathing softly without saying a word. The fat man lit a cigarette and smoked, the smoke curling upwards. His wife whispered, "Get out." The fat man paused, then chuckled, wanting to caress his wife again. His wife shouted, "Get out! Get out now!" The fat man stood up with a grin, "Okay, okay, I'm leaving. Don't get angry." After saying that, I put on my clothes, pulled up my pants, chewed a betel nut, opened the door, and left. My wife remained lying on the sofa, sobbing softly. My heart ached for her, but I didn't know how to comfort her. About half an hour later, she got up and started tidying up, then went to take a shower. I quickly grabbed my things and left…

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