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My Wife's Days as a Prostitute 4 

A few days ago, my wife and I drank too much at a farmhouse restaurant and had a wild and exciting night. Under the influence of alcohol, my wife transformed into a sauna technician, and I was her customer. That night, she used all the bedroom skills she had learned from her time as a prostitute, bringing me to one orgasm after another. Watching my wife's seductive and wanton behavior on the bed, enjoying her skillful sexual techniques and rich experience, I recalled the little things about my wife when she was a prostitute. She usually went out alone when she went out as a prostitute. After we got together, she went out less often, but each time she would secretly go out for two months and then come back. Although I didn't want her to go, she still did as she pleased. As time went on, and we weren't officially married yet, I could only let her be, only repeatedly reminding her to take care of her health and safety. In the autumn of 2012, my wife went to the Yonghong Hotel, a four-star hotel in Xichang, to work as a sauna technician in the hotel's sauna and spa. At the time, a friend asked me to go to Xichang for work, so I went there too. After arriving, we rented an apartment, and my wife moved out of her dormitory to live with me. The following three months were the only time in my life that I accompanied my wife as she worked as a prostitute. It was during that abnormal life that my relationship with my wife grew stronger and stronger, and my strong cuckoldry complex began from that time.Every afternoon around 3 PM, my wife would get up on time, shower, and then start putting on makeup. Because she worked at a sauna center, she needed to wear heavy makeup every day. After that, she would get dressed. First, she would wear thongs, which was mandatory for her to wear to work. I remember my wife had at least ten pairs of thongs of various styles and colors, mostly black and purple. Then came stockings—black, nude, and grey stockings, mostly pantyhose, and many of them were open-crotch. Having worked as a prostitute for many years, my wife knew the allure of stockings to men, so whenever she went to work, she would wear various sexy and alluring stockings, and she always carried one or two spare pairs in her bag. After she got dressed, she started waking me up. She stepped on my nose and mouth with her stockinged feet, and I woke up. The first thing she said to me after waking up was always the same: "Honey, do I look pretty today? Which outfit looks better on me?" Every day, seeing my wife dressed up so attractively and seductively for other men to sleep with, I felt a special feeling—both exciting and resentful. I was especially excited every morning when I woke up. I would grab my wife's stockinged feet and lick them vigorously, then pull her into the bed and lick her from head to toe, especially her pussy under her thong. Every time, I would lick and suck it intensely. My wife always half-heartedly lets me play with her for a few minutes. If I get her aroused, she'll cooperate and ask me to have sex with her. But she's not proactive at all; she just lies on the bed with her legs spread, letting me do whatever I want to her, making ecstatic moans. After I ejaculate deep into her uterus, she continues to get ready. Her work clothes are all extremely sexy—various lace-trimmed tank tops and miniskirts, and various uniforms. Every day, she asks me which outfit she's wearing. I pretend to watch her put it on and take it off intently, then say, "This one, this one's pretty," and she's very happy. She put on the outfit I mentioned, changed into her 10cm high heels for work, then hugged me and gave me a big kiss before heading out to take a taxi to the hotel to start work. I slowly got up and went to my brother's card room to begin my work. Every night at 2:30, I would appear on time in the lobby of the hotel where my wife worked. I would sit in the lobby and wait for a few minutes to half an hour, and then I would see my wife, looking tired but still incredibly sexy, appear in front of me. I would take her bag from her hand, put one arm around her waist, and go home with her. Every day after we got home, my wife would kick off her high heels, collapse onto the bed, and say to me, "Honey, I'm so tired, I don't want to move." Then I would get some hot water, and as my wife lay on the bed, I would help her take off her clothes, including her sexy stockings and thong. Of course, during this process, I would always smell my wife's stockinged feet and lick them a few times. Every time, my wife would say, "Honey, don't do this! I'm so tired I can't even move. Just help me wash up and go to sleep!" After hearing what my wife said, I stopped what I was doing and focused on taking off her thong. My wife's genitals were always red and swollen; even a light touch would make her cry out in pain. So, my nightly task was to apply a hot towel to her genitals, and then soak her feet in hot water. She would always fall asleep before I finished soaking her feet. After cleaning her genitals and feet, I would gently lick her feet and vaginal opening before going to bed and holding her as we drifted off to sleep. At first, I didn't understand why my wife was so tired, but later I realized that even though we were both women, and I did the same work as her in the sauna... Master, some women get more energetic the more they're fucked. They can go for hours without getting tired, and the more men fuck them, the more excited they become, feeling no fatigue at all. But my wife is different. Because she's sensitive, even the slightest stimulation will trigger a strong reaction in her body. She's easily aroused, her vagina constantly releasing fluids, and she quickly reaches orgasm. Women with this kind of constitution are rare, and having sex with them makes men feel more pleasure and comfort. My wife is such a woman. She orgasms with every client she meets, and it goes without saying that she'll orgasm several times or even faint when she encounters skilled or experienced clients. If she sees four clients a day, that's pretty much her physical limit. Her vagina is constantly leaking fluid; every day when I take off her thong, it's soaked through. If she's wearing pantyhose, the crotch area is also completely wet. Open-crotch stockings are a little better. So, she feels incredibly tired every day after get off work. Knowing why my wife is so exhausted from work makes me feel even more sorry for her. I've tried many times to persuade her to quit, but she won't listen. Even if she's exhausted, after a night's rest, she's full of energy again and goes back to work, serving different men every day, licking their penises, being pinned down by different men, letting... Different sizes of penises went in and out of her body. Her pink and tender vulva was constantly being thrust into, turning it a deep black. My wife still enjoyed it, exchanging her body for a thick wad of cash every day. I couldn't stop her, so I could only indulge her and do my best to take care of her. We stayed there together for almost three months. Then something happened that I couldn't take it anymore. After a big fight with my wife, I left alone. That day was my birthday. We had agreed that she wouldn't go to work and would spend a day with me in the suburbs. But when I woke up, I found out she had gone to work again. The reason was... One of her regular clients booked her services, so she went to a hotel to accompany him. Two other friends of his were also in his room. They were all together doing "ice" (a form of methamphetamine use). My wife often encountered this type of person in her line of work; after using methamphetamine, they would find a woman to have sex with, a practice known as "decoding," or they would have a woman accompany them while they used it, a practice called "accompanying the skating." Because so many people did this, a specialized industry of "ice girls" emerged, known as "ice girls." This industry was very expensive; an ice girl would cost at least two thousand yuan for a night, which was unaffordable for most people. My wife was quite familiar with this; she used to work as a prostitute in my hometown. (He was an expert in this area back then). After calling my wife to the room, he asked her to go skating with them. Because he was one of my wife's regular clients, he was very generous to her and also a person of high status in the area, so my wife didn't refuse and stayed in the room to skate with them. I called her but she didn't answer, and she didn't reply to my messages. I could only wait alone in the room. My wife sat in the room with the three of them. As before, my wife was wearing sexy stockings and super high heels, a lace camisole with cutouts, and a super short skirt that barely covered her buttocks. Her two long legs in flesh-colored stockings were completely exposed, making her look exceptionally sexy and alluring. Confused, the three men gradually began to look at the wife's thighs and the tops of her thighs, which were slightly covered by her miniskirt. Today, she was wearing open-crotch pantyhose, and her underwear was a black lace thong, with only a thin line binding her genitals, exposing her pubic hair and labia majora. The wife kept crossing her legs and changing her sitting position, arousing the three men, all in their fifties, to arouse great excitement. Most men who use drugs share a common fetish: women's stockinged feet. It doesn't matter if a woman is beautiful or ugly, old or young; as long as she wears stockings and shows her stockinged legs and feet, they will immediately fall in love. You, especially a woman as alluring and sexy as my wife, the man who first summoned her couldn't resist. He got up, pulled her into the inner room, and without even closing the door properly, pushed her onto the bed. He then knelt down, placed her legs on his shoulders, and licked his way up her thighs, all the way to her crotch. My wife's hands weren't idle either; she pulled down the old man's pants, kicked off her high heels, and used her stockinged feet to rub his semi-erect penis, which was visibly hard from masturbation. (All the above details are my wife's own account, absolutely true. The next part will continue to tell the story of my wife's prostitution in Xichang.)

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