Is it work or wife swapping? (Wife and mature adult novel)

December 5th, sunny and windy

It's a bit cold today because it's Monday. There are a lot of things to do in the company. I'm very busy and tired after a day's work. In the evening I have to accompany my boss to City C to have dinner with an important client. So I called home to tell my wife that I might not be able to make it back in the evening. City C is more than 200 kilometers away from our city, about a two-hour drive. I have to drink with clients in the evening, and I dare not drive after drinking, so I will probably stay in City C for one night.

After hanging up the phone, I was organizing the documents I would need in the evening when my boss came over and said, "Xiaofeng, ask your wife to go with you. She would be so lonely if you can't come back at night! Your sister Zhang should go too, so that the two of them can keep each other company." It turned out that my boss heard me making a phone call just now, so he came over to say hello. I thought that was right. Since the company was paying for it, I might as well go. So I called my wife again and made an appointment with her to pick her up.

We didn't talk much along the way until we arrived in City C and rushed to the agreed hotel. The client had been waiting for a long time, so the boss and I were both forced to drink.

After a chaotic battle at the bar, everyone present was drunk and talking nonsense. The client stared at my wife lustfully. The boss winked at Sister Zhang, and Sister Zhang tactfully raised her glass and walked up to the client to persuade him to drink a glass of wine. The client smiled lewdly and put his left hand on her buttocks, pinching and rubbing it, "When a beautiful woman persuades me to drink, there is no reason not to drink." Sister Zhang took the opportunity to say to my wife, "That's right, Xiaojuan, you see, Mr. Li said that he would drink if a beautiful woman persuaded him to drink. Come and toast Mr. Li. Today, we must make Mr. Li happy and he won't leave until he is drunk."

My wife glanced at me, but I deliberately didn't look at her and went to pick up some food. My wife had no choice but to stand up and walk to the customer to toast. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sister Zhang make way for me, and the client stood up and pretended to be unsteady, then threw himself into my wife's arms. At this time, Sister Zhang's position was right between me and the client, so I couldn't see any details.

With a scream from my wife, the wine spilled all over her, and she quickly made an excuse to escape to the bathroom. At this time, only me, the boss, Sister Zhang and the client were left in the room. Sister Zhang was smiling as she accompanied the unhappy client. The boss quietly walked over to me and whispered in my ear, "Work with your wife. You must accompany Mr. Li well today and not spoil his fun."

I was a little unhappy and thought to myself: "I work hard for the company, not for my wife. 'But I didn't dare say it out loud. I could only walk towards the bathroom depressed.

After waiting for a long time, my wife finally came out. She looked at me expressionlessly. I pulled her aside and did a lot of ideological work. I said, "This is a big client of our company. We can't offend him. Besides, he is just a drinking companion, not a sleeping companion. Letting him take advantage of her to make her happy is good for my future. We are about to buy a new house. For the sake of the house, just put up with it! Sister Zhang let him take advantage of her and still smiled so brightly. You should learn from her how to be the wife of a successful person."

My wife seemed to be persuaded by my words and returned to the private room silently. I went outside the hotel to smoke a cigarette. In fact, I felt worse than my wife. I didn't want to see my wife being flirted with by another man...

I didn't enter the private room again until the banquet was over. When I said goodbye, Mr. Li's lewd laughter pierced my eardrums and hurt my heart.

The boss knew that I was very unhappy, so he canceled the original plan to stay for one night and went straight back. This time he drove me himself, which could be considered as compensation for this social event!

My wife leaned on me and fell asleep quickly. She was already drunk. I don’t know how much alcohol they forced her to drink when she went in later, and I don’t know to what extent that bastard client molested her. I dare not imagine it.

After driving for about half an hour, the boss parked the car on the side of the road, opened the door, staggered to the back seat, opened the door and said to me: "Xiaofeng, I really can't do it anymore, you drive, you didn't even participate in the second half, I drank at least twice as much as you."

I got out of the car helplessly and sat in the driver's seat. Sister Zhang sat on the passenger seat, so the boss and my wife were in the back seat. When we came, I was driving, my wife was in the passenger seat, and the boss and Sister Zhang were in the back seat.

I had no place to vent the anger in my heart, so I stepped on the accelerator and the car suddenly sped up. My wife was shaken awake, turned over in a daze and continued to sleep. I saw my wife leaning against the right window in the rearview mirror, and I felt a little comforted. At least she was not leaning on the boss like she just leaned on me.

Not long after the car started moving, I noticed that the rear seat partition that I had deliberately lowered when I got off the car was lifted up. The boss had squeezed into the middle of the car, leaning against my wife, burying his face in her hair, sniffing greedily. His movements could not be seen in the rearview mirror. I was so angry that I was about to explode, but I felt a chill in my crotch, and then something warm wrapped around it. At this moment, I was surprised to notice that Sister Zhang was lying on my crotch. Just now, because I was too concerned about my wife, I realized that she had unzipped my pants, took out my vitals, and put it in her mouth.

At this time, my heart was like an overturned five-flavor bottle, with all kinds of tastes: my wife was groped by a customer, which made me sad, Sister Zhang's oral skills were amazing, which made me feel sweet, my wife was being bullied by the boss, which made me miserable, this kind of wife-swapping plot that I usually like to watch on the Internet actually happened to me, which made my head numb, and my wife's non-resistance and even cooperation made me feel salty and bitter...

I turned on the cruise control, held the steering wheel with my left hand, grabbed Sister Zhang's hair with my right hand, and pushed down hard, with my back pressed against the chair support, my buttocks pushed upward, and my eyes looked into the rearview mirror. I saw the boss' obscene profile, panting, his excited eyes glowing red, his hair shaking, and I was struck by lightning. Could it be...

Pulling down the rearview mirror, I finally saw their lower bodies. My wife's pants had been pulled to her knees. She was lying on her side on the seat with her head buried in the window. I couldn't see any expression on her face. Her butt was across the middle of the seat, and her legs were tightly together, but it couldn't stop the boss's thick, evil penis from penetrating straight into her.

I don't know when the boss had taken off his lower body. The air conditioner was on in the car, so he didn't feel cold. On the contrary, this exciting game made beads of sweat appear on his waist. He was working hard on the piston movement, with his hands reaching into his wife's shirt from the waist. Although he couldn't see what was going on inside, the bulging and squirming bulges on his wife's chest clearly showed that her breasts were being ravaged.

My wife didn't make a sound, but the boss was murmuring something in his mouth. I pricked up my ears and listened carefully: "Oh...Oh...Xiaojuan, it feels so good! Did it feel good when Lao Li licked you just now? You didn't let Lao Li do it, but now you let me do it, I'm so happy! Oh...I love you so much, Xiaojuan, ah...ah..." Hearing this, I finally understood that my wife was not only touched by that damn client, but even her most private parts were appreciated and tasted!

I felt weak all over, and at this moment, I felt a tingling sensation in my lower body. Sister Zhang's tongue circled my glans for several times and then buried itself deeply in her throat. I also felt a numbness and soreness in my lower back. I knew I was almost unable to hold on any longer, so I decided to go all the way and reached my right hand into the back of Sister Zhang's pants.

She didn't unbuckle her belt, although it was a bit tight, but I still went straight in with my index finger on her anus and my middle finger in her vagina. Sister Zhang couldn't make a sound with my mouth holding my life force, and could only make a "wu... wu..." moan from the bottom of her throat. Her private parts were already flooded.

The slippery feeling made me unable to control myself anymore. Looking at my wife's white ass being fucked by the boss in the rearview mirror, which was looming with the light of the car outside the window, I shot my semen full of humiliation and anger into Sister Zhang's throat frantically. Sister Zhang wanted to raise her head to breathe, but my left hand held her down so tightly that she couldn't move. At this time, I was too lazy to even hold the steering wheel.

At the same time, the boss also reached the last moment. He lifted up my wife's shirt and buried his head in my wife's breasts. From my position, I couldn't see whether he was sucking my wife's buds, but from his inarticulate mumbling, I knew he must be sucking something. I hope it's not my wife's tongue. This is my last bottom line!

My wife's sobbing moan dispelled my worries. Yes, as long as my wife didn't cooperate, it would be impossible for him to kiss her lips in this position.

The boss's heavy groan sounded: "Oh, ah... roar..." Along with this sound, there was also a long moan from my wife: "Ah... Woo... " I think the boss had ejaculated. Every time when I ejaculated, my wife would say: "Ah... It's so hot, so comfortable..." But this time she didn't say it. She didn't dare to say it, but I knew she must be very happy.

When the boss's hot semen shot into her uterus, I wonder if it made her feel more intensely than mine? Not daring to think any further, I concentrated on driving. The carriage returned to calm. Sister Zhang took a tissue from the front of the car, wiped her mouth, and dozed off leaning back in the chair. After the rustling sound of someone getting dressed in the back seat, there was no other sound but the whirring sound of the wind echoing around the carriage, as if it was crying out something.

There was no conversation that night, and my wife and I slept in separate rooms.

The next day, my boss called me to his office and told me that the contract in City C had been finalized. He praised my performance yesterday. Due to the huge amount of the contract, I was directly promoted to department manager and was rewarded with a BMW 320i.

I walked to the parking lot of the company building and looked at the BMW that just belonged to me. The word "BMW" on the front of the car hurt my eyes. Yes, "Don't touch me"! For you, your wife has allowed herself to be touched, kissed, and fucked by others enough. How much impact will this shadow have on my future life and my married life? Can I still feel happy? Is this deal worth it? Countless question marks emerged in my mind...

December 12, sunny

It's another Monday, there are still so many things to do in the company, and the people in the company are still so busy. It has been seven days since what happened last week, and everything seems to have returned to normal. During these seven days, my wife has not let me touch her. Women's psychology is so strange. They clearly condoned the boss's violation, but they want to push the responsibility onto others.

If the client's indecent assault was due to the pressure my persuasion put on her, then the boss's real violation was entirely due to my wife's acquiescence. Perhaps she would blame me for not stopping it, as it was my silence that put silent pressure on her. I don’t know if she saw Sister Zhang giving me a blowjob at that time. Maybe if I had rejected Sister Zhang at that time, she would have also rejected the boss. Was it because she was angry? Who can tell? Women's hearts are as elusive as the sea. No traditional Eastern woman would admit that she wants to be fucked by someone else. Too many factors make them find all kinds of excuses to justify their behavior, "because of the wine, because of you, because of him", but there is no "because of me".

I went to my boss's house yesterday. My boss invited my wife and I to dinner at his house on Friday night, but my wife refused. He invited us again on Saturday night, but my wife refused again. Last night my boss invited me for the third time. I knew exactly what he was thinking, but I couldn’t offend him again and again, so after trying to persuade my wife to come over in vain, I went alone.

This is actually a situation I like to see. My wife's refusal made me feel comfortable, but also lonely. The most tiring people are those who have to wear a fake mask in front of their closest people. I didn't want my wife to go to the appointment, but I had to pretend to be calm and persuade her: "Go, they have invited you three times, and you have to maintain your relationship with the boss." When I heard my wife's refusal, I was happy in my heart, but disappointed on my face: "If you don't go, I have to go, otherwise it will be difficult to get along in the company in the future, you should rest early!"

My wife didn't say a word. She seemed to be concentrating on watching her favorite TV series "The Secret History of Wu Zetian" and didn't hear what I said. I shook my head, took the car keys, went downstairs, and drove the brand new BMW towards my boss's house.

The dinner started off dully, as they seemed a little disappointed that my wife had broken her promise. After a few drinks, the boss started talking about what he had seen abroad and some private club games that he and his wife had participated in. I was dumbfounded by how open and obscene they were.

I have always had a good relationship with my boss, but this is the first time I have heard him talk about such private things. In the past, apart from communication about work, we only talked about general things in each other's lives and never touched on such private things. I was a little flattered and thought that this is how people are. Through intimate contact that transcends boundaries, the barrier at the critical point of a relationship can be easily torn apart. What happened last week was the sharp blade that tore through the barrier between my boss and I and led us to a deeper level of communication.

It’s not that I haven’t come into contact with these secret couple games, but my channels of exposure are limited to the various websites on the Internet, and I have only gotten a glimpse of them from texts and pictures. But hearing the parties involved telling their real experiences with my own ears, with the boss's wife who was involved also joking and teasing and adding a few words, it was a different feeling. The excitement and excitement were difficult to describe in words, but I couldn't show it on the surface, so I held it in until my face turned red, and I didn't dare to look the boss and Sister Zhang in the eye.

"Okay, stop talking about those romantic stories. Xiaofeng is still young and hasn't experienced that. You're scaring her." Sister Zhang seemed to sense my discomfort and interrupted the boss.

"It is because they are still young that we need to teach them by example. Xiaofeng is one of us, so what is there to be afraid of? If we don't guide them to find the true joy of life, their lives will be in vain." The boss took a sip of wine and continued, "You don't know what will happen tomorrow. There are too many lives that are interrupted by accidents. Being able to live and enjoy the pleasure that life brings is the greatest happiness. Xiaofeng performed very well last week and is a promising talent."

Ever since what happened last week, the four of us have never mentioned it again. The first time it was brought up on the table, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Neither the boss nor Sister Zhang said anything, and I didn't know what to say. It was so quiet that the only sound we could hear was the ticking of the second hand of the clock hanging on the wall.

After an unknown amount of time, the boss's voice sounded again: "Xiao Feng, how about staying tonight and playing a threesome with your sister Zhang and me?" Just as I was stunned, sister Zhang added: "Xiao Feng, I'm not saying anything bad about you. Xiao Juan can't accept it for the time being, you can slowly guide her. You are a grown man, but you are still so shy. If it were me, I would be so happy!"

I was stunned at the moment. Everything was so real. Could it be that all the imaginations in my mind when I browsed couples' websites were really coming true to me so easily? This is like the story of Ye Gong who loved dragons. When a real dragon appeared in front of me, I was at a loss and found it difficult to accept it.

Is this a trap? The boss had already gotten what he wanted from his wife, so why did he have to set this up? Does he want to possess his wife for a long time and make her his plaything until he gets tired of her? ... Countless thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant, and my mood was extremely complicated.

"Xiaofeng, we have only played this kind of game in private clubs and never tried it outside, let alone at home. You have been with me for so long, and today I really treat you as my own. I don't trust anyone else!" Seeing that I didn't speak for a long time, the boss thought I was nervous because of embarrassment, so he deliberately used words to bring us closer.

I know that if I stay tonight and have fun with my boss and his wife, then my boss will also have fun with me and my wife someday in the future. Will my wife be able to accept this? Can I accept it? I'm not mentally prepared yet, and my wife is even less willing to accept it, right?

I don't know how I walked out of my boss's house. I was in a trance and didn't even drive the car. I took a taxi directly back home. At night, I had sex with my wife forcefully, using the same position that my boss used to fuck my wife in the car that night. In the blazing flames of lust, the boss's obscene smile twisted by lust and Sister Zhang's charming face with lustful charm appeared alternately. In the firelight, it seemed that the boss and I were faintly visible, enjoying ourselves in Sister Zhang's mouth and crotch one after the other...

The camera was blurry and the object being played with suddenly became my wife. I seemed to vaguely hear the boss's satisfied and lewd laughter. Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore. "Juan, do you know how much I want to have a threesome with the boss and his wife? But to protect you, I rejected them. You are my beloved, and you have already made me feel so miserable once. Can I bear to betray you again? I can't! I will never let you be played by another man again! 'I shouted in my heart.

At the same time, the love-filled "tadpoles" happily swam along the gushing white liquid, striving to swim towards the depths of my wife's uterus, looking for the round love nest. They scrambled for it, not knowing that a week ago, a group of bandits with other genes had come here, visited this treasure land, and left a mark of "I was here", which has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of my wife and me.

My wife looked at me exhausted and said sarcastically, "Why, didn't Sister Zhang satisfy you?"

I felt sad. For my wife's sake, I lost face for my boss and his wife. I know that being rejected for such an invitation is very annoying. Not everyone can accept being snubbed. What may greet me tomorrow is a cold reception, followed by being forced to resign. My wife not only didn't understand my current mood, but also made sarcastic remarks, which made me unbearable, so I retorted: "Yeah, unlike you, you are so satisfied with Mr. Wang that you don't let me touch you for a week!"

This day touched upon too many taboos, and the tacit understanding that had been maintained for a week was ruthlessly torn apart. My wife and I finally dragged the topic of that day out of the dark corner and attacked each other.

My wife was speechless, two lines of tears of humiliation rolled down the corners of her eyes. She ran into the guest room holding the pillow without saying a word. The sound of the door slamming violently reached my eardrums. I know that what I said just now was too much, but what annoys me even more is that my wife's sarcasm hurt my heart, even though she didn't know what happened today.

My mood today is exactly the opposite of the bright sunshine. It is overcast. I don't know what will happen when I get to the company. I deliberately didn't drive home last night. The humiliating "BMW" is parked in the garage of the boss's villa. I didn't expect to get it back today. Maybe I will be asked to resign in two days.

The result surprised me. My boss arranged my work as usual, as if nothing had happened last night. I began to doubt whether I really went to my boss's house last night, and whether those things that usually only happened in my fantasies really happened. Didn't I reject them last night? I didn't drink enough to pass out, did I? Yes, "BMW" is the proof that what happened last night was true, so why is today not like what I imagined, or is everything as usual?

When I got off work, I happened to meet my boss at the elevator entrance. He said casually, "Xiaofeng, take my car. How come you forgot to drive last night? This is a good time to go to my place and drive the car back." Are the boss and his wife really just looking for the ultimate happiness in life as they said? Maybe! Their worldview is simply not something that people like us can understand. That kind of open-minded state of mind itself requires a very high level of realm to support it. My thoughts and ideas seem so narrow-sighted that I feel ashamed.

Am I brainwashed? I was shocked to have such a thought. I was undergoing a transformation, and this made me feel a little uneasy.

December 15th, clear sky

This week has been very peaceful. My boss went on a business trip and my wife went back to her parents' home. I don't know if she is really angry or just sulking with me. Who cares? Every time she quarreled with me, she would sleep in a separate room. If the quarrel got serious, she would go back to her parents' home and come back obediently after a few days. I'm used to it.

During the two days after my boss left, Sister Zhang called me and asked me to go out for tea and chat. However, as the company had a lot of things to deal with in the first few days of each week, and my mood had not yet calmed down, I naturally rejected her. Tomorrow is the weekend. I was so bored after work today that I called Sister Zhang and asked her to meet me at a teahouse near her home. Sister Zhang agreed readily.

We booked the best seat in the teahouse. Since it was close, I arrived first. I sat in the private seat, leisurely drinking tea, staring out the window at the street view, thinking about the series of events that had happened recently, and felt restless.

After about ten minutes, Sister Zhang arrived as promised. She was dressed very beautifully today, with a feminine appearance.
Dressing up is absolutely correct. Sister Zhang is actually a beauty. She looks like she is in her early twenties although she is in her thirties. Only a few subtle wrinkles on her neck allow one to guess her real age. Women pay great attention to facial care, so it is difficult to see the signs of time on their faces.

Sister Zhang sat opposite me. As soon as she sat down and put her Channel bag beside her legs, she said to me impatiently, "Xiao Feng, it's really hard to ask you out. Why did you think of asking me out today?"

I smiled shyly and said, "Sister Zhang, you know that the company is very busy from Monday to Wednesday. I have just been promoted to department head and I have to do everything myself. Otherwise, how can I establish my prestige in the team?"

"No wonder my husband always says that he trusts you to do things. You don't even give face to your sister Zhang. How can he not trust you?" Sister Zhang smiled coquettishly and took a sip of the latte that the waiter had just brought to her. She didn't like tea, so she ordered a cup of coffee.

"By the way, I have two tickets to the dance hall that a friend gave me yesterday, and I was worried that no one would go with me! If you don't have anything important to do in the evening, why don't you accompany me?" Sister Zhang put down her cup, looked at me expectantly and said to me.

I agreed without any hesitation. It would be boring to return to an empty house alone at night anyway, so I might as well find something to do. Besides, I was looking forward to my private date with Sister Zhang.

Men are lustful by nature. When their wives are around, they are fully focused on them. Because I deeply love my wife, I only vent my lustful nature on the illusory Internet. In reality, I even turn a blind eye to beautiful and charming young women like Sister Zhang. But since the "BMW" incident, I seem to have changed. After my beloved wife was molested by a client and violated by my boss, my beliefs began to waver. The primitive desire buried deep in my heart began to take root and was completely aroused after dinner with my boss and his wife last Sunday night.

After the goddess in reality was completely destroyed, the sacred halo no longer existed, and the evil lust slowly grew, eroding my soul. I feel like I have given up on myself and have given up hope. Since I can't protect the angel, why not completely succumb to the devil? This is a true reflection of my state of mind. Perhaps in the eyes of the boss and his wife, my thoughts are the devil, the terrible devil blocking the road to paradise. Who can explain it clearly?

I paid the bill, left the teahouse with Sister Zhang, walked to the parking lot of my residential complex, and drove the BMW 320i, which made my heart palpitate every time I saw it, to the area designated by Sister Zhang. Sister Zhang didn't drive here today. She sat in the passenger seat and looked at me meaningfully. I felt the ambiguous atmosphere. The scene of driving that night flashed through my mind. My heart beat faster and my face felt a little tingly. I think my face has turned red to my ears!

The reason why human beings are advanced creatures is that they have self-awareness, thoughts and beliefs. When you are worried, other things will be ignored. In the last incident, my wife was violated in the back seat. Anger, fear, helplessness and other negative emotions controlled my brain and made me lose the ability to think. The moment faith is destroyed, people are gone. I can't leave for a day.