【Those Years I Spent in Shenzhen with My Wife】(04) Author: Sha Qianmo

Author: Sha Qianmo
Word Count: 7558

Chapter Four:

Life has returned to its mundane and monotonous state, even a bit cruel for me. Knowing about the past
between has made me somewhat negative when facing her now. We communicate
less by phone and text, and I've become listless at work. Sometimes I stare blankly at the data on the computer screen,
Asu's words constantly replaying in my mind, even imagining scenes of my wife and Asu making love. Asu's
huge penis and my wife's tender vagina constantly intertwine in my thoughts, making it difficult for me to concentrate.

The big boss, Zhou Jiali, summoned me again. My colleagues privately nicknamed her "Empress Zhou" because of
her always cold and aloof demeanor, quite like an empress in a palace drama. Clearly, Empress Zhou was very dissatisfied with me,
her incompetent servant. The relationship maintenance and visits assigned to me hadn't been very effective, and
the performance targets assigned to me were mostly tough nuts to crack. Therefore, my performance in my first month after being transferred to Shenzhen
was basically impossible to meet.

Sitting across from Zhou Jiali, I felt uneasy. She didn't say a word, just kept flipping through my recent
work reports, which made me feel somewhat awkward.

Today, Zhou Jiali was wearing her usual elegant suit—a black blazer over a crisp white shirt. The contrast
made her ample breasts appear even more prominent. The bra left faint marks on her shirt; it looked
like a half-cup style with underwire. This reminded me of the saying that women with large breasts have to fight gravity.
I figured if she leaned forward a little more, her two large breasts could rest comfortably on her desk.

Just as I was fantasizing about the beautiful boss, Zhou Jiali spoke leisurely, "Although your recent
performance has been rather poor, your maintenance of several major manufacturers last week was quite good. You need to maintain these relationships firmly
. I believe you have your own methods. Also, your current work target completion rate is low, which is dragging down the overall performance. The target
for next month won't change, so figure out a solution yourself."

I quickly nodded, "Okay, I will try my best."

Zhou Jiali looked at me with a playful gaze and said, "Based on your previous performance in the East China region, I believe you can make up for this month's shortfall
next month . You know our bonus system; if the quarterly target is less than
80%, the entire bonus will be deducted. You need to step up your game."

My eyelids twitched. It's May now, which means I have to make up for someone else's entire quarterly
performance in June. This is no ordinary exploitation.

I opened my mouth to refute her, but swallowed the words back and smiled, saying, "I will
do my best."

Boss Zhou smiled noncommittally, but my heart was bleeding.

After work, I stood at the company entrance, feeling rather bored. Without Asu's constant harassment, things were really dull.
We hadn't been in contact since that night, and I figured I needed some time to move on from that past experience.

After grabbing a quick bite, I was about to head back to my apartment when I unexpectedly received a call from Zhang Hao.

"Yang Xiao, I heard you mention last time that your company is interested in X Hui Enterprise's project. I have a
friend who 's a senior executive there. Do you have time to meet up for dinner tonight and we can talk?"

My heart leaped with joy. X Hui Enterprise was one of the most difficult large companies I'd ever worked with, mainly because I didn't have a key
position. If I could make contact, it might be a breakthrough. So I quickly agreed.
After getting their location, I immediately took a taxi there, a hint of anticipation in my heart.
I'd only , but I hadn't expected him to actually take it so seriously.

After arriving and meeting, we exchanged pleasantries. Zhang Hao's friend, Da Zhi, looked to be around Zhang Hao's age,
in his early thirties, of medium build, and somewhat muscular. He spoke with a Sichuan accent and was quite straightforward. Getting to know him was a pleasant surprise; Da Zhi was the head of our company's relevant projects, a relatively new position he needed to demonstrate his abilities. We briefly discussed the collaboration, and it was clear he was quite interested in our company's plans. "Here's what we'll do," Da Zhi said, taking a sip of his baijiu (Chinese liquor), making the final decision. Sensing a good opportunity, I quickly raised my glass and clinked it with his, downing half a glass of baijiu in one gulp. I said, "Brother Da Zhi, it's already a great help that you're willing to put in this connection. Our company is quite ; thank you." The meal ended happily, and Zhang Hao and I walked home together. Since it wasn't far from our apartment complex, we strolled back. "Brother Hao, is Dazhi your classmate or an old colleague? Your relationship seems unusual." I asked tentatively as we walked. Zhang Hao smiled at me and said, "Neither. He's just an old friend. We have a very close relationship, a special one you wouldn't believe ." Zhang Hao spoke mysteriously, which made me even more curious. However, it seemed to be his privacy, so I opened my mouth as if to speak but then stopped myself . Zhang Hao probably sensed my curiosity and stopped, gesturing for me to sit down and chat by the roadside. We found a quiet spot and sat down, each lighting a cigarette. He took a deep drag and said thoughtfully, " Dazhi and I met a few years ago. It's rather unusual, actually. We met in a circle , kind of like online friends, yeah, but we've had some real-life contact, haha." "Online friends?" I was genuinely taken aback. A middle-aged man's online friendship? That sounded a bit far-fetched. "Um, can I ask what circle you two met in?" Zhang Hao's eyes flickered, and he gave me a meaningful look, saying, "That's a rather private matter . If I tell you, you'll have to keep it a secret." Of course, I kept quiet at this point. My curiosity was running wild; judging from Zhang Hao's expression, it was definitely something very secretive and juicy. Zhang Hao seemed to be recalling something, and after a long while, he said, "We met ." I was stunned for a moment. *****, I had heard of that before. I often come across information about it online. It seems that the meaning of this kind of friendship is not so pure. Asu had mentioned to me before that another term has emerged : wife-swapping clubs! "It's not about...wife-swapping, is it?" I asked timidly.

Zhang Hao laughed, "Yes, that's exactly what I mean. Actually, there's nothing to hide. I've told you before that
people in middle age aren't as sensitive to sex anymore and need some extra stimulation.
That's how I came across information about wife-swapping, and I've become increasingly addicted."

I choked on my cigarette, genuinely shocked. Zhang Hao had said he was looking for passion in his life, but I never
expected it to be so outrageous and exciting.

"So... you and Xiaoling have tried it in real life?" I asked.

Zhang Hao turned to look at me, asking with amusement, "You must think Xiaoling is a very flirtatious woman,
right?"

I coughed awkwardly, but nodded anyway, saying, "She is...sexy, sexy, hehe."

"Haha, you little rascal, I've seen you stealing glances at her quite often," Zhang Hao teased me, then continued,
"Actually, Xiaoling used to be very conservative. She was initially very averse to dating and exchanging partners,
but I subtly influenced her, gradually cultivating her interest. From aversion to acceptance to trying it out,
this process took a long time. Dazhi was the first couple we truly started dating."

I was still somewhat incredulous, yet also incredibly excited, a subtle flutter in my heart.
Thinking recently learned about my wife and Asu's affair, I couldn't help but ask, "Sharing your wife with someone else
is difficult in reality, isn't it? Don't you feel repulsed and frustrated?"

"Of course, it's a very difficult hurdle to overcome. Even normal couples find it hard to actually do it in reality.
There's a huge gap between fantasy and reality. We've also gone through a lot of hardships and difficulties. Speaking of which,
we have to thank Dazhi and his wife."

I lit another cigarette for Zhang Hao and said excitedly, "Tell me about your
story ."

Zhang Hao nodded and, without any pretense, began to tell me about their story with Dazhi and
his wife .

When they first met Dazhi and his wife, Zhang Hao and Xiaoling had already tried dating single men in real life,
while Dazhi and his wife were still in the early stages of getting involved in couple swapping. As
seniors in the circle, Zhang Hao and Xiaoling provided them with a lot of advice and guidance. However, in this circle, very few couples actually develop to the point of real-life
couple swapping. There are many fake and unrealistic people taking advantage of the situation. Dazhi
and his wife were the first couple that Zhang Hao and his wife truly developed a real-life relationship with.

Zhang Hao's interest in Dazhi and his wife stemmed from seeing several photos of Dazhi's wife posted on a forum.
Dazhi's wife, Ping'er, was a genuine Sichuan beauty. At the time, Ping'er had recently given birth and was still
breastfeeding. Her body was voluptuous and exuded maternal allure, with a pair of large, full E-cup breasts.
The large areolas of a breastfeeding woman were particularly eye-catching. According to Zhang Hao's description, Ping'er had recovered very well after childbirth;
her figure hadn't changed and had even gained a unique charm of a mature young woman, with a fleshy feel that was very
attractive to him. After seeing several nude photos of Ping'er posted by Dazhi, Zhang Hao took the initiative to contact them.

At that time, Ping'er couldn't accept real-life contact. At most, she would cooperate with Dazhi to take some nude photos,
but they were all faceless. At most, she would only communicate with strangers she knew online through text. It
was still a long way from actual wife-swapping or cuckoldry.

What truly got Dazhi and Ping'er to take the first step into real life was Zhang Hao. After a period of online contact,
Ping'er and Zhang Hao had become quite acquainted. Ping'er was quite satisfied with Zhang Hao's refined and courteous demeanor,
and when the topic of meeting in person came up, she was no longer so resistant. So they quickly arranged their first
date.

The location was a very popular disco. The atmosphere of the four of them meeting for the first time was very harmonious.
They were all quite satisfied with each other and got along very well. On the husband's side, Zhang Hao was a knowledgeable IT
engineer , and Dazhi was a successful business elite. They had a mutual appreciation for each other. On the wives' side, Xiaoling and
Ping'er were both busty beauties with outstanding figures and looks. The difference was that Xiaoling was more youthful and fashionable at the time, exuding
the vitality of a young woman, while Ping'er had a more mature and alluring charm, having gained even more
allure .

Ping'er, being a playful person, went to the dance floor with Xiaoling after a few rounds of drinks.
It must be said that beautiful women like Ping'er and Xiaoling attract men's
attention , especially in the hormone-fueled atmosphere of a nightclub. Ping'er was wearing a sleeveless
short dress; the form-fitting design accentuated her impressive breasts. With her rhythmic dance, her breasts
bounced up and down, quickly attracting the attention of several young men. In the crowded dance floor, Ping'er
soon separated from Xiaoling and was surrounded by several burly men.

Ping'er enjoyed the feeling of self-expression in the nightclub, and after a few drinks, she quickly got high
. Without Xiaoling by her side, she seemed very relaxed among the men, her eyes
gleaming with excitement.

A man who danced very well moved close to her, showing off his dance skills to the music. His
movements were exaggerated, and his arms would occasionally brush against Ping'er's body. Ping'er excitedly imitated the wanton and sexy women on
TV , dancing exaggeratedly with the man. She twisted her waist, her round
hips swaying from side to side. Soon, another man approached her from behind, a thick arm around her waist,
swaying with her movements. His lower abdomen pressed tightly against her full and alluring buttocks, thrusting slightly,
making Ping'er feel the hardness against her.

Two young and energetic men sandwiched Ping'er between them. The man behind her was no longer satisfied with
just caressing her waist; his hand slowly climbed upwards, directly touching Ping'er's breasts. Ping'er's body was
very sensitive , and she trembled slightly, acquiescing to the man's actions. The hand began to knead her breasts,
and her breathing became heavy.

At the bar not far away, Dazhi and Zhang Hao were observing everything. Dazhi's expression was calm but with a hint of
excitement. His eyes were fixed on his wife's performance. Seeing the strange man violating Ping'er's body, he
downed his drink and asked Zhang Hao, "Is the guy you found reliable?"

At this moment, Xiaoling returned to Zhang Hao's side, covered in sweat. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, that
guy is a fitness instructor. We've played together before. He's really good at it."

Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Don't worry, tonight is your and Ping'er's first step into the world of dating.
That . I'll go over and keep an eye on things. I guarantee nothing will go wrong."

Da Zhi nodded. Xiao Ling, who was next to him, was already clinging to him and said coquettishly, "You, don't always keep
an eye on your wife. You've been neglecting her."

Da Zhi laughed and put his arm around Xiao Ling's slender waist, saying, "It's normal to be nervous the first time. Come on, let's
have a drink ."

At this moment, the man in the dance floor had already pulled Ping'er away. Seeing that Ping'er didn't resist,
Zhang Hao laughed and said, "The show is about to begin. I'll go over there and keep an eye on things. You two have a good chat."

Ping'er was led to the booth area by the fitness guy (let's call him that for now). She greeted his friends. Everyone
present young, both men and women, who had met at the nightclub and were out having fun together. There were also two other muscular
men who introduced themselves as instructors at a fitness club. One taught swimming, and the other
surprisingly taught yoga.

For a beautiful young woman like Ping'er, especially one with a hot, voluptuous figure, the young men all gave her
a wildly enthusiastic welcome. The yoga instructor even whistled loudly, urging Ping'er to sit next to him.

Ping'er's voice was soft and gentle. She said somewhat awkwardly, "My husband and the others
are still at the bar over there. I won't bother you."

Seeing Ping'er about to leave, the yoga instructor and the gym instructor immediately stood up and pulled her back, verbally urging her to sit down,
while the two men lewdly groped and groped her voluptuous body.

At this moment, Zhang Hao walked over, greeted everyone, and whispered in Ping'er's ear, "Dazhi told you to have
fun. I'll stay here with you. Nothing will happen."

Ping'er hesitated for a moment, then didn't insist any further. She sat down under the yoga instructor's pull,
and the group started playing games, basically drinking in various ways, but the main goal was to get Ping'er drunk.

Ping'er had a very low alcohol tolerance, and the gym instructors intentionally served her high-proof
liquor with less fruit juice added). After several rounds of games, Ping'er was under special scrutiny and was already swaying and
unfocused. Seeing that things were going well, Zhang Hao got up and took Ping'er away. As he helped the limp Ping'er
away, the three gym guys exchanged glances, said they needed to use the restroom, and
followed Zhang Hao and Ping'er.

Zhang Hao led Ping'er to the bar's restroom, greeted the waiter at the door (who
had clearly made arrangements beforehand), and led them to the nearby staff restroom. Less than two minutes later, the three
gym instructors also came over, nodded to Zhang Hao, and went inside.

Zhang Hao opened the door and said to the three men, "Be careful, bring condoms."

The gym guy gave a lewd smile and said, "We're all healthy, we know the rules, don't worry."

The yoga guy chuckled, "Brother Zhang, isn't Sister-in-law Xiaoling coming today? We'd like to have some fun with her inside us
."

Zhang Hao frowned and said, "Don't go too far. Get down to business and stop arguing. We're giving you a beautiful woman to fuck, don't be ungrateful."

The three men laughed and stopped talking, grabbing Ping'er and groping her. The yoga guy pushed her and made her lie face down on
the sink, lifting up Ping'er's tight-fitting short skirt to expose her round, plump, white buttocks.
The moment Zhang Hao closed the door, he saw Ping'er's panties being roughly ripped off, a
glistening showing just how wet and filthy her genitals were.

Zhang Hao stood guard outside the door, took out his phone, and dialed Da Zhi's number, saying, "Everything's arranged, come
over ."

After hanging up, he heard Ping'er's soft, weak moans and gasps coming from inside. Zhang Hao's lips
curled up; Da Zhi and his wife had finally taken the first step. For Zhang Hao, wife-swapping was more about
satisfying his cuckoldry desires. Compared to swapping, Zhang Hao preferred to enjoy watching his wife being fucked and
ravished by other men. Da Zhi shared the same thoughts and fetishes, which was
why the two of them had arranged this elaborate scheme targeting Ping'er.

When Da Zhi and Ping'er arrived, Zhang Hao gently pushed open the door a crack, allowing Da Zhi to witness
Ping'er being wantonly fucked by three men inside. What Da Zhi saw was Ping'er,
naked from the waist up, lying on the sink, her snow-white buttocks raised, being vigorously fucked from behind by a bodybuilder.
Ping'er's dress had been ripped off, and her e-cup bra lay discarded on the ground. Her two soft
, white breasts swayed with the man's thrusting movements. Her enlarged areolas aroused the yoga man's
interest; he stood to the side, constantly playing with Ping'er's breasts and teasing her firm, thick nipples.

The fitness man's thick penis was enveloped by Ping'er's tight, wet vagina, the rhythmic swallowing and releasing a scene of utter lewdness.
The man's muscular abdomen slapped against Ping'er's buttocks with a "slap slap," each thrust penetrating all the way in.
Ping'er was already in a daze, only able to let out instinctive moans and confused gasps.

Dazhi quietly watched his wife being violently penetrated by a stranger, his body
trembling . He saw Ping'er instinctively raise her plump buttocks to welcome the man's penetration, her fists clenched tightly,
a mixture of tension and excitement unreadable.

In the bathroom, Ping'er let out moans and groans. Gradually, she seemed to regain some consciousness. "Ah...
umm ... husband, husband, fuck me, your big cock feels so good, umm... ah...
ah... so good... I'm going to fly, so good, husband, fuck me, fuck me, ahhh..."

"Are they... safe?" Da Zhi stared at his wife being fucked, his voice
trembling.

Zhang Hao patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, they're all wearing condoms."

At this moment, Xiao Ling hugged Da Zhi, her full breasts pressing against his arm. She breathed hot air
into Da Zhi's ear and said, "Look, look at your wife being played with by someone else, she's almost flying! Oh, your
dick is so hard. You really enjoy letting your wife be fucked by other men, you should enjoy it."

At this moment, Ping'er in the bathroom was put into a new position by the three men. The yoga man sat on the toilet
seat , the swimming man held Ping'er and made her sit on the yoga man's dick and move herself, and the fitness man stood next to her,
putting his big dick, which he had just pulled out of Ping'er's pussy, back into her mouth. Ping'er moved completely instinctively.
Her buttocks, in a daze, desperately sought pleasure in her lower body. Her small mouth unconsciously sucked on the man's penis,
looking quite diligent, as if the sensation in her mouth could increase her satisfaction.

The swimmer knelt in front of Ping'er, burying his head in her full breasts. The faint milky scent made him very
enjoy it. He kept licking Ping'er's areolas and nipples with his tongue, and his hands kneaded the pair of
fleshy mounds , making the bright red areolas even more alluring.

"Ugh... umm... ugh... umm..."

Ping'er kept moaning. It turned out that the fitness man had begun to thrust in and out of her small mouth.
Judging from the thrusting, it was almost reaching her throat. As the man's thrusting increased, soon streams
of semen shot into Ping'er's mouth. The fitness man did not give Ping'er a chance to spit out the semen. He held
Ping'er 's head and used his penis to force her to swallow the mouthful of thick semen before he stopped.

Ping'er spat out the gym guy's penis, barely managing to gag twice before the swimmer stuffed his mouth into hers.
It seemed the three men had reached a consensus: since internal ejaculation wasn't allowed, oral sex was quite enjoyable. Ping'er was sandwiched
between two men, her delicate mouth and wet vagina constantly swallowing and spitting out their penises.

Soon, the three men took turns ejaculating in Ping'er's mouth, finally
ending .

Outside the door, Dazhi witnessed the entire process of Ping'er being gang-raped.

"This was Dazhi and his wife's first cuckolding experience. After that, Dazhi completely understood that he
preferred his wife to be defiled by others. That's why our relationship is so good; it's not just ordinary
trust between us,"

Zhang Hao calmly summarized the story, but my heart was in turmoil.
This was my first encounter with people like Zhang Hao and Da Zhi. After learning their secret, I felt my
established interpersonal relationships had changed. Just like now, with Zhang Hao and me,
how should I face this couple in the future after knowing this fact?

"Telling you these things is my way of showing you my trust and approval. Of course, I also hope you share the same
hobbies as me, but even if you don't, please don't look at us with prejudice. It's just a
hobby we enjoy for our own satisfaction. If you think we're a bunch of lunatics, you can choose to leave." Zhang Hao's
smiling , becoming somewhat serious.

I calmed myself down, shook my head, and said, "I'm not a rigid person, nor am I a gossip.
I might not be able to accept the concept of cuckoldry, but I won't reject you guys. Besides, Xiaoling is so
sexy and , how could I bear to leave?"

Zhang Hao glanced at me and asked with a smile, "Interested in my wife?"

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly, "Yes!"

Zhang Hao stood up, dusted himself off, and said meaningfully, "Then you'll have to handle it yourself. As long as Xiaoling
agrees, I won't interfere. Good luck."

I walked behind Zhang Hao, my heart filled with mixed emotions. I didn't know there was such a group of people who
liked cuckoldry, but they also deeply loved their wives. Although their way of expressing love might not be
accepted by society, it really opened my eyes and showed me another way of life.

My phone rang. It was a text message from my wife, Xiaoqing: I've taken care of everything here. I booked a flight to Shenzhen
the day after tomorrow . Wait for me.

I put down my phone, and suddenly my worries about how to deal with my wife vanished. I quickly walked
over and said, "Brother Zhang, since you shared such a fascinating story with me, let me tell you
something that's been bothering me lately. Can you help me analyze it?"

"Oh, go ahead."

"It's like this, a while ago my best friend suddenly confessed something to me, saying that he used to
have an affair with my wife..."

[To be continued]

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