My wife got back at me, and things went too far.

I've had some free time lately, so I wanted to finish writing what I hadn't completed last time. As for why my wife went to the downstairs storage room...

well, it was Friday morning. I had just arrived at the office when my wife called. She said her parents wanted her to come home for a few days; they missed her and wanted me to come along too. Because I was quite busy at the time, with a project piling up at work, I told her she would go by herself. Since her in-laws live in another province, and she'd never been back alone before, she wanted me to come with her, saying it would make us seem more affectionate. I said I'd talk about it when I got home from work, as I was busy. I could tell my wife was unhappy, but there was nothing I could do; I just couldn't find the time.

When I got home, my wife had prepared several dishes and was waiting for me. She had also bought a few bottles of beer for me. I think she probably wanted me to go back to her parents' house with her. She even specially cooked a few dishes tonight to make me happy. We usually eat out and rarely cook at home, only occasionally on our days off. I hugged my wife and kissed her. Just as I was about to touch her breasts, she pushed me away, saying, "I just finished cooking, I'm covered in grease and smoke. Don't touch me yet. We'll make love after we eat." Okay, I opened a beer and started drinking. After the food was finished, my wife washed her hands and face and came to eat with me. She asked if the food was good, and I said it was. I love my wife's cooking. "If it's good, eat more," my wife said. At this point, my wife said, "I told you during the day, could you come with me to visit my parents' home? It's been so long since we've been back, and my parents miss me. They also want you to come and visit for a few days." I casually replied, "I'm a bit busy at work right now, I really don't have time. If you want to go, go by yourself. I'll buy the tickets for you. Your parents just want to see you; it doesn't matter whether I go or not, especially since I'm a bit busy right now." My wife wasn't happy about this. "Is it so hard to get you to come with me? It's not difficult for you to take a few days off. You just don't want to come with me. Honestly, I specially cooked so many dishes for you tonight." I was getting impatient too. "Don't say anymore, or I won't eat." Maybe it's because of the pressure at work lately, I spoke a bit harshly and angered my wife.
She opened a bottle of beer and started drinking it herself. She doesn't usually drink, saying beer tastes bad, a bit bitter. She drank half the bottle in one go, put it down, and said, "You always say you love me this and that, but now it's so hard to get you to come with me to visit my parents' home. You don't love me at all." I ignored her. I'd been in a bad mood at work, and now all I wanted was a drink. My wife had only drunk half a bottle of beer, and her face was already flushed. I reached out to touch it, but she immediately slapped my hand away, saying, "Don't touch me! You don't love me at all!"
What could I say? I just thought she was angry now, but it would be fine by morning. My wife sipped her beer quietly, and I didn't talk to her either. After a while, she said her stomach hurt a little. I thought she was probably faking it so I would comfort her. I continued drinking, telling her to go to bed and rest, saying maybe she was just not used to the beer. My expression was cold. I'm usually very worried when she's not feeling well, and she never expected me to act this way.

Because of my attitude tonight, my wife made a decision I never imagined. She was silent for a moment and then said, "With your attitude today, I've given up on you. I'm going to do something you'll regret. Didn't you say you wanted to be cheated on? I'll grant your wish today."

Haha, I thought she was just teasing me. I chuckled a couple of times and continued eating. But then she slowly got up, walked out, and closed the door behind her. I didn't think much of it at the time. I never expected my wife to do something so unexpected. She's usually very shy, and maybe the beer had numbed my senses. I didn't think much of it. About half an hour passed as I ate, and I was full. I figured my wife had gone out for a walk to clear her head. It'd been over half an hour; I should go find her. It was around 9 o'clock now, and she should rest when she got back.

I staggered to the stairs, about to go down, but why was the warehouse downstairs so quiet today? It's usually noisy at this time; the workers living downstairs always talk loudly. It's only 9 pm, are they all asleep? Wait a minute, there's light shining down to the stairwell, they shouldn't be asleep. Why is there a woman talking softly down there? I've had a few beers, I'm a little dazed, I can't make out what they're saying in the warehouse downstairs. There are wooden planks separating the two sides, but I can definitely hear the sound coming from inside, a woman's voice, speaking very carefully, intermittently. Suddenly, something felt wrong, it sounded a bit like my wife's voice, my wife's soft breathing. I couldn't make it out clearly. My wife hasn't come back yet. Something felt increasingly wrong. My legs felt so heavy, I felt like I couldn't walk anymore. Finally, I reached halfway down the stairs, and I could hear it clearly, it was my wife's voice. Why was my wife in there? Doesn't she usually hate these kinds of people? Why is she talking to them? And this voice is wrong, it sounds so suggestive. I quickly grabbed the wall and reached the stairwell. This time, I could see clearly through the gaps in the wooden planks.
I was stunned, my mind blank. The thing I'd always fantasized about was actually happening tonight. My heart was pounding. I sat down on the floor. My wife was sitting on a worker's lap. The worker was sitting on the edge of the bed, and my wife had her legs spread wide, sitting on the legs of this dark-skinned, big man. I heard my wife say this clearly. Her hands were on the worker's chest, as if she was trying to push him away. My wife said, "Brother, don't move like that. I just want to talk to you guys tonight. Don't touch me like that. Ah, it hurts a little. Brother, you're hurting me." The lights in the warehouse were always dim. I saw that the worker had one hand around my wife's waist and the other hand on her chest, doing something I didn't know. My mouth felt so dry, and I felt so panicked. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. I just kept watching, not knowing how things would develop. The other workers weren't in the warehouse lobby; they were probably in other small rooms. Anyway, I couldn't see them now, and I didn't stop the worker. My deepest desire was unfolding; my penis was throbbing, and I just wanted to watch what they would do.

The worker spoke, saying, "Little sister, why are you down here chatting with your big brother today? Usually, you run straight upstairs when you see me. What's wrong today? Your face is so red, very pretty." The worker held my wife tightly. My wife had probably drunk beer; she has almost no tolerance for alcohol and couldn't muster any strength, letting the worker, who called her "big brother," touch her. My wife said, "Big brother, don't touch me like that, it hurts. Why did you just pull me onto you? I just came down to talk to you, okay?" The older brother then said, "Okay, little sister, whatever you say goes. Say it on my body. I've called them all inside. What do you want to say to me? You can say it now. I'm listening. I'll just give you a light kiss on your tender neck." Ah, my wife started panting again. The worker was kissing my wife's neck. My wife's head was tilted back, and she looked uncomfortable, but I was very excited watching it. The worker continued kissing her neck and said, "Little sister's neck is so sweet, so delicious. I really want to spend the night with you on this bed. By the way, where's your husband? Isn't he here today?" "Brother, please don't mention my husband, okay?" "Okay." "Big brother, I won't mention your husband, but you have to let me kiss you a few more times, or I'll strip you naked. I've already closed all the doors, no one can come in. You have to listen to me, or I'll get angry. Big brother's anger is terrifying, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it, there are so many people inside," my wife said. "Big brother, I'm in a bad mood today, don't bully me, I'll just let you kiss me, don't go too far with me. I'll let you kiss me a few times and then I'll go for it." After getting my wife's permission, my brother hugged her and kissed her neck, then her face, and kept pressing her down on him. It was so exciting to watch! Is this for real?

My wife was holding my brother's head with both hands. How could she do this? He was still holding her! I think she was getting excited; her buttocks were moving constantly, and she was making "mmm" sounds—that's what it sounds like when someone wants to... Damn, how could this really happen? Should I stop them from continuing? I didn't want to stop them now; I'd just watch for a while. Then my brother kissed my wife's face, but when he tried to kiss her lips, she turned her head away. Thankfully, she didn't let him kiss her on the lips; at least she left some space for me. My wife dodged a few times, but this time my brother simply held her head, and this time she avoided it. Their heads overlapped. They were together, so their lips were touching. At first, my wife struggled a bit, but now she didn't move. She hugged the man's head tightly, and the two of them kissed. Damn, it was so exciting to watch. This was an ambiguous scene between my wife and someone else. I felt my penis start to leak fluid. I was so excited. The worker held my wife so tightly that I felt like she couldn't breathe. My wife looked like a little girl in the worker's arms. It must be because the man was so strong that my wife looked so petite. Actually, my wife has always been petite, but she has a great figure, big breasts, and a slim waist. The older brother then moved his mouth away and said, "Little sister's mouth is so sweet. I'm so happy right now. If I had a wife like you, I'd do anything for you. I'd even kill you if you beat me." This older brother was really sweet-talking. My wife said, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm just satisfying you now. I won't become your wife. I'm going up in a bit." The older brother said, "I don't want you to go up. Can I touch you a little longer? I can't take it anymore. Can you have some pity on me?" My wife was silent for almost 10 seconds, as if she was thinking about something. She said, "Then I'll stay with you a little longer, brother. You can touch me for a while, but you can't take off my clothes, and you're not allowed to touch my breasts, especially not my private parts." As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer. At this moment, the brother seemed to be on stimulants, and his movements were very fast. He kept touching my wife's waist with both hands and rubbing her buttocks. At this moment, I don't know if my wife was aroused by the brother or if she was cooperating with him, but she started moaning softly, her voice very deep. Her hands unconsciously rested on the brother's shoulders, as if she was enjoying it and cooperating.

After being touched by the brother for a few minutes, my wife's moans became more and more rapid. I felt that she really wanted it, but she couldn't let this brother, with whom she had just started talking, do it to her like this. I thought to myself.

The older brother, seemingly having had his fill of touching my wife's buttocks, said, "Little sister's buttocks are so bouncy, and your waist is so slim. I really want you." He started touching my wife's back, but his hand kept hovering around her bra clasp. I felt he wanted to loosen her bra, but my wife didn't seem to notice. She was just moaning and couldn't sense his intention to take off her bra. Oh no! My wife was wearing a long, tight-fitting tank top tonight. The older brother kept rubbing his upper body against her breasts, and I felt like he was going to squeeze them flat. If he loosened her bra, he could just pull her down from her shoulders and she would be instantly naked from the waist up. I was so nervous, hoping it wouldn't happen, yet also hoping it would. My wife was completely aroused by him; I think her mind was all over the place. Even if he took off her clothes right now, she probably wouldn't stop him. My wife, panting, said, "Big brother, be gentle, you're hurting my chest. If you keep going like that, I'll come!" The older brother chuckled wickedly, "Little sister, okay, big brother will be gentler. It's because you're so alluring, with such a great figure, it feels so good to touch you. I didn't realize I was being too rough. I'm sorry, I'll be gentler." My wife even cooperated, "Mmm." "Why are you pressing against me with your lower body? My stomach hurts from your thrusts!" It turned out the older brother's penis was already hard, pressing against my wife's stomach through his large underwear. "Then I'll put my thing behind your butt, so it won't hit you." The older brother directly lifted my wife with one arm, put the other hand inside his large underwear, pressed his penis forward, and then put my wife down. At this moment, my wife sat directly on the older brother's penis with her buttocks. My wife exclaimed, "Ah!" "How can it be so big and hard? I'm sitting on top of you, on your little penis!" "Will your penis hurt?" the older brother said. "Don't worry, little sister, my penis is very strong. You can sit on it however you want, it won't break. Even if you break it, it's fine." Because the lights in the warehouse were dim, and his bed was against the wall, I couldn't see the situation of the older brother's penis. I could only see a very large bulge where my wife was sitting. My God, even with my wife sitting down, it could still protrude such a long section. How big is his penis? It looks very thick, protruding from my wife's butt crack. It's a very thick thing. No wonder my wife said it was big and hard. Considering the older brother's physique, he must be very sexually capable. Moreover, he hasn't been with a woman for a long time, so his penis must be very engorged. "Big brother, why did you unbutton my bra? You're so naughty. Didn't we agree not to touch my clothes? If you do this again, I'll go for it."

The older brother panicked a little. "Little sister, I was wrong. I was just too hasty. You're so sexy and beautiful, I love you to death. You couldn't help but unhook your bra. You can hit me." After saying that, the older brother grabbed my wife's hand and slapped her across the face, but my wife held back and didn't hurt him. My wife cupped the older brother's face in her hands and said, "Big brother, do you really like me? Am I really as beautiful as you say? But why doesn't my husband love me?" My wife looked a little aggrieved, and I felt a little sad too. "Little sister, don't cry. What I'm saying is true. You're really charming and beautiful. I know you can't be my wife, but if you give me a chance, I'll definitely treat you well. I'll do anything you want." "Mmm," my wife kissed my brother's lips. They kissed for a while. "Since you're saying such nice things, I'll allow you to touch my breasts now, but be gentle. You're being too rough, it hurts a little." My brother placed his hands on my wife's breasts and said, "Little sister's breasts are really big and perky. What cup size are you? They're so big!" My wife hummed in response without saying anything. My brother became more and more excited as he touched her. I saw my brother's penis start rubbing against my wife's buttocks, slowly throbbing. My wife must have felt something so big rubbing against her buttocks, and she must have been excited too. I think she was probably even wet. "If you're going to touch me, touch me properly. Don't just rub my penis against me like that. It's so uncomfortable. If you keep doing this, I'm really going to come." “Okay, little sister, I’ll just touch your breasts, but I can’t reach inside through your clothes. I’m really anxious. Could you take off your bra so I can touch them through your clothes? That way, it’ll be more comfortable for you.” My wife said, “Then don’t do it yourself. I’ll take it off myself. You’ve already let go of me. I’ll take it out.” “Okay, take it out yourself. I won’t do it. I’ll do whatever you say.” My wife slowly took the bra out from inside. My brother took the bra and said, “Your bra is really beautiful.” He even put it to his nose and smelled it, saying it smells so good and is so big. My wife hugged his head affectionately and pressed her breasts directly against his face. “Let me feel comfortable. Now, you can touch it with your hands. I’ll go up after a few minutes. I can’t stay here too long. I’m in a much better mood today. Actually, I know what I’m doing is wrong, but I beg you, after I go up, please forget about what happened tonight. I don’t want to think about it either, okay, brother?”

"Whatever you say, sister, I'll do it all. But I'm feeling really uncomfortable right now, especially down there, it's so swollen I can't stand it. I'm a man too, and it's been so long since I've met a sister as beautiful as you. I just want to enjoy your big breasts for the next few minutes, to satisfy your brother a little, just consider it a favor to your brother. Afterwards, we'll pretend nothing happened, is that alright?"

The wife pondered for a moment, "Okay, brother, I'll satisfy you for a little while. Afterwards, we'll be even, we'll pretend we know nothing, and my husband absolutely cannot find out about this. I'm begging you."

I felt my semen was about to ejaculate. My wife slowly pulled her tight bodysuit down with her hands, down to below her chest from behind. My brother's eyes were glazed over, and I could see his genitals trembling. My wife cupped one of her breasts with both hands and, like feeding a child, brought it to my brother's mouth. My brother buried his head in her breast, and my wife tilted her head back and groaned, seemingly enjoying it. She let my brother nibble on her breasts. My wife's voice sounded like she was about to cry, yet also like she was enjoying it immensely. She held my brother's head tightly with both hands. My brother's hands weren't idle either; he grabbed my wife's two large breasts and sucked on them like someone who hadn't eaten for days, making loud noises.

I thought a few minutes would pass and the matter would be over.

From the inner room came several excited, low moans... I didn't expect that the people inside were watching my wife's naked upper body, masturbating. Those moans were the sounds of one of them ejaculating. This made it uncertain whether my wife would be able to get up smoothly in a few minutes, because one of the men inside was already driven by lust...

The next part is about that guy breaking his promise; he never intended for my wife to get up smoothly, his goal was just to fuck her until he got to her vagina. As a result, the men inside forcibly carried my wife into the inner room...

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