My young and beautiful wife has been having sex with other men for a long time (27)

The factory manager's affair with my wife became increasingly addictive, and he grew bolder and bolder. One day at noon, right after lunch, while the factory workers were resting, a client called, asking the manager to send them a document. The document was on the manager's computer, but he didn't know how to send it, so he called my wife to come and send it for him.
Our factory area is quite large, about 40,000 square meters. The manager's office is in the northeast corner of the factory, in a relatively remote location, far from the densely populated areas. It's a three-story detached building. The first floor is a warehouse, the second floor is a product showroom, and the third floor contains a reception room, a meeting room, and the manager's office. He usually lives alone in this building; no one from the lower-level leadership comes here unless they have other commitments.
His office is on the east side of the third floor. Entering the office door, there's a large hall, which is his workspace. In the corner, there's a small door leading to a broadcasting room with an amplifier connected to the loudspeakers in various workshops throughout the factory.
Further inside the broadcasting room, there was a small room, originally a storage room without even a window. The factory director had converted it into a rest room, placing a double bed inside. He loved playing mahjong, often until midnight or late at night. When he got sleepy during work hours, he could take a nap anytime, which was why he chose this location for his office.
To avoid others knowing and causing him any negative impact, and also to prevent being disturbed, he specially made a sign that read "Out on Business." Whenever he slept, he would hang this sign outside the door. If lower-level leaders needed to see him, they would see the sign and turn away immediately.
My wife came to his office, sat in front of the computer, and helped him send documents. It was summer, and my wife was wearing a pink short-sleeved shirt and blue tight pants. When the factory manager saw my wife's fair arms and voluptuous body, he was immediately aroused. He went over and hung the "Out on Business" sign outside the door and locked the door from the inside. My wife saw it too and knew that he was aroused again, but she didn't care. She thought to herself, "It's broad daylight, and we're at the workplace. He can only touch me."
My wife had finished distributing the documents when the factory manager came over, put his arm around her, and started groping her breasts. My wife knew the door was locked and the place was secluded, so she didn't resist and let him grope her as he pleased. After a few times, the factory manager pulled my wife into the break room and continued groping her. After groping her breasts for a while, he unzipped her pants and reached inside to touch her vagina. My wife thought he would just touch her a little and that would be it, but unexpectedly, after a while, he told her to take off her clothes. My wife was stunned and asked him, "Why are you taking off your clothes?" The factory manager bluntly said, "I want to fuck you."
My wife was terrified and said to him, "It's broad daylight, there are people all around, what if someone sees us?"
The factory manager said, "It's okay, no one comes here. Besides, I locked the door, even if someone comes, they'll think no one's inside."
Saying this, he continued to tell my wife to take off her clothes. My wife was extremely frightened: "Factory manager, come to my house tonight, ah, come to my house, you can do whatever you want with me."
The factory manager said, "No, I want to play here. Hurry up and take your clothes off." My wife, not daring to provoke him, had no choice but to strip naked and lie on her back on the bed. The factory manager also stripped naked. He bent down and inserted his thick penis into my wife. Then, he straddled her and started fucking her with a series of slaps…
Just like that, in his office, in broad daylight, under the noses of all the factory workers, the factory manager had sex with my wife.
In his view, as the factory manager, playing with a young and beautiful female subordinate in his office during working hours was a unique and exciting experience.
The sounds of flesh colliding were particularly loud in the empty room. My wife was terrified and said, "Factory manager, keep it down, don't let anyone hear."
The factory manager said, "That's the noise I want, that's what makes it exciting."
Saying this, the factory manager continued to fuck her hard…
My wife could feel that the factory manager was extremely excited; his whole body seemed to be trembling.
And indeed, it was true. Playing with a woman in such an extremely "dangerous" environment was a first for him, so he was particularly excited. Watching my wife's expression, a satisfied smirk played on his lips as he swayed his hips wildly, the sounds of flesh colliding continuously echoing…
Normally, my wife would have screamed, but this time, she was terrified. What would she do if her colleagues heard? She gritted her teeth, trying her best to control herself and remain silent. But the stimulation from the factory manager was too intense, and she still managed to let out soft moans.
The factory manager loved hearing my wife's passionate moans. Seeing her deliberately suppressing her voice, he grew impatient and said to her, "Why aren't you moaning today? Moan!"
My wife pleaded again, "Factory manager, please keep it down, ah, what if someone hears us?"
The factory manager said, "If you don't moan, I'll fuck you to death today." With that, he used all his strength, thrusting wildly like a madman, wanting to see how long my wife could last. Sure enough, it didn't take long before she couldn't control herself anymore and suddenly screamed, "Ah...ah...oh...oh my god...oh...oh...ah...ah..."
"You slut, you finally screamed." The factory manager said, continuing his relentless thrusting...
At this moment, my wife was both scared and ashamed. Although she had let the factory manager have his way with her for a long time, it was always at night at home, with the doors and windows closed and the curtains drawn, done secretly. To do such a sordid thing in broad daylight, under everyone's noses, was simply too shameful.
But the factory manager felt that having sex with a beautiful, trembling female subordinate in front of all the factory workers was incredibly exciting. This time, he played with my wife for over two hours.
Afterwards, my wife quickly dressed and hurried out of the factory manager's office. She felt her face burning with shame. Passing a corner on the second floor, she saw a mirror and glanced at herself, her face turning bright red. She didn't dare return to her office, afraid her colleagues would see her flushed face. Finally, she hid in the bathroom, squatting there and pretending to relieve herself. At that moment, some of the factory manager's semen flowed from her vagina, making her even more embarrassed.
She squatted in the bathroom for over 20 minutes until she gradually calmed down before returning to her work station.
However, the factory manager found this even more exciting, and from then on, he frequently called my wife to his office to have his way with her. Although my wife was terrified, she dared not disobey.
However, the factory manager's office was indeed very secluded, far from where people were, and rarely visited. The place where he had sex with my wife was a converted storage room with no windows and three doors separating it from the main room. There was one door to the storage room, another door to the broadcasting room, and yet another door to the office. All three doors were closed, so even if you shouted yourself hoarse inside, no one outside could hear you. Moreover, every time he had sex with my wife, the factory manager would hang the "Out on Business" sign outside the door. Even if someone came, they would see the sign from afar and turn around and leave.
To prevent others from seeing my wife frequently entering and leaving his office, the factory manager would have her enter and exit through the back door whenever he wanted to have sex with her. There was a small door at the back of the building that was usually locked, but he would open it temporarily when he wanted to have sex with my wife. After exiting through this small door, there were two high walls, about 50-60 meters long, with four exits on both sides. She could come out from any of the exits at will, and no one ever went there. So, my wife let him have sex with her many times without anyone seeing her, and gradually, my wife became reassured.
However, there were two minor incidents during the affair. Once, while the factory manager was having sex with my wife, the office director called, needing to speak with her. My wife had to lie, saying the manager had asked her to run some errands and she wouldn't be back for a while. This happened twice, and the manager realized that it would be difficult to explain and he was about to be exposed. So, he changed my wife's job, putting her in charge of managing technical documents. In reality, it was a very easy job; my wife had nothing to do all day, and even if she didn't show up, no one would ask. This created excellent conditions for the manager to have sex with my wife. Whenever he wanted to, he only needed to make a phone call, and my wife would obediently come over so he could do whatever he wanted with her.
After a while, seeking more excitement, the manager came up with a new trick. His office had a public address system connected to the loudspeakers in every workshop. The manager would use it to broadcast to the entire factory when he needed to find someone or had any other business. Sometimes he would also play songs and light music to lighten the mood.
One afternoon, after drinking some alcohol, he emboldened himself and had sex with my wife in the break room. After a while, he got out of bed and placed a wireless microphone in front of the bed. My wife asked, puzzled, "Factory manager, what are you doing with this?"
The factory manager, slurring his words, replied, "The sounds you made during sex were so exciting! I want to broadcast our sex live to the whole factory, so everyone can hear how exciting that is."
My wife immediately sat up, startled, "Are you crazy?"
The factory manager continued, "I fucking love excitement! The sounds of 'slap, slap, slap' when I'm having sex with you, and your screams and cries, are so fucking exciting! I want everyone in the factory to know that I slept with the factory's number one beauty. How exciting is that? Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha!" The factory manager grinned widely and burst into maniacal laughter.
My wife was really furious this time, saying, "Factory manager, aren't you making me lose face? If the whole factory knows about this, how can I ever face anyone again?"
The factory manager, however, nonchalantly said, "What are you afraid of? Sex is a natural thing. Many women in our factory have been with other men, you know that. Those men even brag about it, saying things like, 'You've been with this one, he's been with that one.' This time I'll brag too, I've slept with the prettiest woman in the factory. Come on, let's continue."
Saying this, he pushed my wife down on the bed, ready to have sex with her.
My wife pleaded with him, "Factory manager, I beg you, please don't do this, okay?"
The factory manager, drunk, said, "You…it's too late now. Everyone heard our conversation, now the whole factory knows. You let me have sex with you."
My wife then came to her senses. She realized that things were beyond repair. She picked up the phone, turned off the power, and said to the factory manager with a tearful face, "Factory manager, how could you do this? How can I face anyone now?" (To be continued)
Here I want to specifically clarify that the stories and plots I've written are all based on my wife's and my own personal experiences. Many of the characters' dialogues are basically verbatim. I wrote them in a novelistic style because I felt it would be more vivid and engaging, giving readers a sense of immersion and sparking their sexual fantasies. This is how readers can experience sexual stimulation and pleasure, which is an essential effect of erotic fiction.
However, everyone has different tastes. I've seen some friends point out that my writing reads like a novel and lacks realism. I really don't know what to do, so I'd like to ask for everyone's opinions. If no one likes my current writing style, I will change to a narrative style. However, a purely factual narrative would feel dry and lack passion.

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