The years after my divorce

My wife and I were high school classmates. We started getting to know each other very well in college and had feelings for each other. We talked for two years in college and then confessed our feelings. We were in a long-distance relationship, but we got together. We started working in the same city, dated for two years, got married, and had a child. My wife had never been in a relationship before; she gave me her first love, her first kiss, and her virginity. We loved each other very much. However, in the fourth year of our marriage, due to some conflicts between our families and my infidelity, we divorced. My child was raised by her parents, and I visited them occasionally. The house and car were left to my wife. I was in a bad mood, so I accepted a job assignment from my company and went to work more than a thousand kilometers away from home. After the divorce, I was still a bit resentful, and apart from contacting her about some things related to the child, I almost never sent any messages or made any phone calls. However, neither of us blocked each other on QQ or WeChat. Six months later, I found a new girlfriend and sent her photos. I also saw that my wife had viewed my photos. In almost two years, I had three girlfriends, while my wife remained single. I often checked her QQ and WeChat Moments, but there were no updates. However, I wanted to see how she was doing. I remembered that I had installed anti-theft pins at her house, which was our previous house. We had almost been burgled once, so I installed them. At that time, my wife was arguing with me and went to stay at her mother's house temporarily. She didn't know about it. I check on her on my phone from time to time, but because the child is being cared for by my in-laws, my wife usually stays at her parents' house. She rarely comes back; in the past two years, I've only seen her visit 1-2 days a week. Once, I went to my wife's company to pick something up. While registering with the security guard at the company entrance, I learned that my wife had a suitor. I gave the guard a pack of good cigarettes and got some information out of him. That man had been pursuing her for over a year and frequently came to see her. I felt uneasy. During my brief stay back, I followed my wife. She seemed to have feelings for that man too. That week, he picked her up and dropped her off at get off work every day, and she spoke to him with a bright smile. The man's gaze towards my wife was very intense. I was very jealous. I saw that man's QQ number on my wife's social media profile. I created a new QQ account and tried accessing his profile. Strangers could also enter. There was a section titled "My Favorite Darlings," and inside were photos of my wife. There were no intimate photos; most were solo shots he had taken of her, and everyday photos of them hiking, playing in the water, and shopping together. There were only one or two close-up photos of us together, and I felt a tightness in my chest. I didn't know how to feel. We were divorced; my wife had her own life now, and she was no longer my wife. I needed love, but after a while, I applied to transfer back to my company. Although the salary was less, I wanted to see how things developed. I started going to my wife's place whenever I had time, waiting for her to get off work and following them around. Two months later, my wife was successfully confessed to by him at a Western restaurant. The restaurant was filled with musical balloons, and my wife shyly accepted the 99 roses he offered. His friends were probably cheering for her to kiss him, but I watched from a distance, clenching my fists and not going up. My wife was slightly embarrassed and didn't kiss him back. She just shyly gave him a sideways kiss on the cheek. The two of them hugged, and the onlookers shouted and laughed. For the next three or four months, my wife went shopping and walking with him every evening after dinner. From nervously holding his hand to naturally embracing and kissing, my heart was broken. But I was also enjoying a kind of thrill. Finally, one day, my wife and his car didn't go back to her father's place. They went to our old house instead. They sat in the car for a while, then my wife got out and said something to him. He got out of the car and said something too. He held my wife's hand, hugged her, and kissed her. After a while, my wife turned and went upstairs. He locked the car and followed her. I excitedly turned on the security camera. My wife opened the door, leaving it ajar. She changed into slippers and took another pair from the closet, placing them by the door. The man also came in, put on slippers, and said something while looking down. He went to the living room, sat on the sofa, and looked around. After a while, my wife came over and handed him a glass of water. The two sat side-by-side on the sofa talking. My wife turned on the TV, but the man immediately put his arm around her. My wife leaned on his shoulder, and they talked. The man started kissing and touching my wife, and she half-heartedly let him do as he pleased. I felt a mix of excitement and heartache; my wife was starting to reciprocate. They were already lying down in each other's arms. The man started taking off his clothes, while his wife lay there stroking his thighs. He then removed her top, bra, and panties, until they were finally naked. The man stood while his wife sat on the sofa. He seemed to want her to give him oral sex, but she only kissed his stomach and didn't. He then knelt down, hugging her waist and nibbling at her breasts. I knew what was going to happen next, but I didn't want to stop him. I just stared, stunned. The man parted his wife's legs, but she stopped him, saying something. He then ran to his bag and pulled out a condom. He put it on. After he kissed and rubbed her breasts for a while, she parted her legs again, and he straightened his back and slowly penetrated her. The body of my wife, which once belonged only to me, was now possessed by another man. Waves of intense thrusting followed. My wife's reaction was passive; she didn't overly reciprocate, only lying there biting her hand, her other hand supporting his thigh. They were in a woman-on-top position. The man kept thrusting, occasionally pausing to caress his wife's breasts, then lowering his head to kiss her mouth and neck. They were making love so intensely; I watched the video, my whole body trembling. About half an hour later, the man convulsed and ejaculated. They kissed and caressed each other for a while longer. The man lay down on the sofa, laughing and talking. His wife got up and knelt to clean him with tissues, just like in the years we were married, so gentle and attentive. After she finished, she went to the bathroom. The man lit a cigarette and smoked. A little while later, his wife came out again, bringing him the pajamas I had worn earlier. She urged him to take a shower. The man smiled, stood up, and kissed his wife. His wife struggled, laughing and scolding him; they were flirting. But my heart ached terribly. His wife went to the kitchen, and the man took a shower. A little while later, he came out wearing my pajamas and sat on the sofa watching TV. His wife brought out a bowl of noodles or something, which he smiled as he took and ate. They sat side by side, embracing and chatting. Watching his wife nestled in his arms, I felt so irritated. A moment later, he was kissing and caressing my wife again, and she responded reciprocating. However, she quickly stood up and tidied herself up. The man went to
the bedroom, the master bedroom where my wife and I had slept for several years. My wife quickly came out, turned off the light, and went back inside. There were no cameras in the bedroom, so I couldn't see. However, for the next two months, my wife didn't bring him to this house for sex again. She usually went to the man's house, about twice a week. The two of them became more and more comfortable with each other.

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