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The Story of Going to the Wrong Room 3 

I've had a sleepless night. I still couldn't stop my wife from going to Xiamen. Last night, I video-chatted with her on WeChat, but she didn't answer and switched to a voice call. I asked why she didn't answer the video and instead called, and she said she wasn't back at the hotel yet and was still out, and didn't have enough data. I said, "Why are you out of breath?" She said she had just finished running with her roommate and was on her way back, hurriedly saying she'd hang up and talk to me later. Of course, I know what she's doing right now. I never imagined that a scenario from a Japanese AV would actually happen to me. I have mixed feelings, an indescribable feeling. I'm not as heartbroken as I expected, nor as excited as A-Guang said; overall, I feel mostly lost. A-Guang said if I felt I was being taken advantage of, she could let me play with his wife, Yun. Although Yun is much prettier than my wife, I still don't want to do that because Yun looks like my ex-girlfriend, Yin, and I don't want to tarnish the pure image of Yin in my heart. My insomnia isn't just because of my wife, but more because of Yin. Seeing her brings back memories and a surge of guilt. It's been over three years since we broke up. Not being able to be with her is the biggest regret of my life. The reason we broke up was because she was too beautiful. Yes, her family and mine shared the same opinion: I wasn't good enough for her. Her parents said I shouldn't even think about marrying her unless I had tens of millions in assets. My family thought I couldn't keep her and that it would be more practical for me to find an ordinary person. I remember when I was a freshman in college, the school held a beauty pageant. When I saw the final beauty queen, I said she was far inferior to my girlfriend. My roommates all said I was showing off. Later, Yin came to visit me at school, and my roommates all said they were stunned by her beauty. Compared to her, the beauty queen was just an average person. They all said Yin was the most beautiful person they had ever seen, including celebrities, and they all envied me. I was indeed very confident in Yin's looks; her only flaw was that her breasts were too small. I felt incredibly lucky to have been with her. Although A-Guang's wife, Yun, looks like her, I think she's at least two levels below Yin. Every time I think of Yin, my heart aches inexplicably, and coupled with my wife's betrayal, I can't sleep at night.

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