Chapter 11

After the matter between my wife and Dajun started, I took her back to the city early the next morning. On the one hand, I took her home to recuperate, and on the other hand, I could not face other people's strange gazes, so I could only choose to escape for a while and then consider what to do in the future.

I hid at home for four or five days, and the bruises on my wife's face were almost healed, but I hadn't figured out what to do.

divorce?The child is still young, how can I tell him in the future?After all, children are innocent.

If you don’t get divorced, how can you face the employees and those villagers when you go back?When I think of this, my teeth are itchy, but no matter how much I hate it, I can't beat her to death because of this.

The matter has happened and life has to pass. There is no way, so I can only comfort myself in my heart: Forget it, just pretend that the bicycle was stolen and rode it around and sent it back. Anyway, it was not ridden badly.

Besides, Dajun is still a little virgin after all, and his wife and him are just looking for something new. Strictly speaking, it may not necessarily be the one who suffers the loss.

My wife knew she was in the wrong, and she was delighted to me these days, obeyed me in every way, and even acted a little cowardly. This was extremely inconsistent with her always bold and arbitrary nature. She was like a different person.

When she heard me say that she would not investigate the past for the sake of the child, she huddled her head in my arms and cried, and kept saying: Sorry, husband, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again.

Never dare to do it again?Can you go back?You have been fucked by other men. What is the difference between one and one hundred times?If I had known the present, why should I be the first?

Have you ever thought about me, children, and future when you were fucked by the army?

Although I was still feeling hatred, I still reached out to wrap my arms around my wife.

To be honest, I was angry at that time and the beating was a bit too harsh. I felt a little sad when I saw her bruised face later.

No matter what, a couple has been kind to each other for a hundred days. We have lived together for ten years and we still have feelings for each other.

Holding my hateful and pity-loving wife, I wiped her tears while discussing with her how to tell others when I go back tomorrow.

This matter can only be explained by a misunderstanding. Although I understand in my heart that no one will believe it, I can only do this.

My wife snuggled in my arms, maybe she was moved by my generousness, or maybe she felt guilty and wanted to please and compensate me, so she put her hand into my shorts and gently stroked my cock.

I lowered my head and looked at her, and she asked me softly: Husband, do you want it?Do you want me?

I haven't had sex for several days, and I feel tight all over and really want to vent.When my wife saw me nodding, she immediately got up obediently and helped me take off my shorts, lowered her head and took my cock in her mouth.

My wife didn't like licking my cock in the past, but I liked it. This time, she took the initiative to lie between my legs and lick and suck.

I've seen Dajun's dick, it's bigger than mine. Is he comfortable to fuck?For some reason, when my wife licked my cock, I actually remembered Dajun again.

It's okay, he doesn't know how to do it yet. As soon as he inserted it, he knows to push it hard. Sometimes it feels comfortable, and sometimes it hurts a little.My wife licked my cock while hesitating.

What did you two do the first time?When I talked about this, I suddenly felt inexplicably excited, and my cock quickly swelled in my wife's mouth.

In this way, I asked and answered her. My wife told her everything about the details of Dajun fucking her. Until I heard her say that she was fucked into the uterus and ejaculated by Dajun, I couldn't help it anymore. She turned over and pressed her wife under her body, spread her legs apart, pulled her panties, and inserted her so hard cock into her.

oh.My wife let out a light cry and immediately hugged me tightly. I could feel that her pussy was filled with vaginal fluid, extremely hot. It seems that when she talked about the details of Dajun fucking her just now, she recalled some exciting scenes.

Do I feel comfortable or does he feel comfortable?While fucking my wife hard, I fantasized about the scene when Dajun fucked her.

Oh, my husband is comfortable to fuck, but it is the most comfortable to fuck me, oh... My wife thrust her body to cater to me and answered breathlessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, my wife suddenly reached orgasm without warning. Her body was tense, her pussy tightly clamped my cock, and an irregular squirming came out of her vagina. She felt a hot stream gushing out from the depths of her pussy and pouring on my glans.

In fact, every man likes to ask questions about who fucks better, but no matter who asks, the answer is always the same. When a woman is fucked, it is impossible for a woman to say that other men are better than you.

I knew my wife was not telling the truth, but she said this still gave me great psychological comfort and satisfaction.

The next day, I took my wife back to the villa.When the car drove into the yard, everyone seemed a little surprised to see my wife and I get off the car.

Maybe they didn't expect their wife to come back, but their wife acted very naturally, as if nothing had happened before, and generously called several waiters to come and help carry things from the car.

This makes me admire that women are indeed born actors, and I can't be as calm as her.

I said hello to Shunzi and the others in embarrassment, asked about the situation in the villa these days, and sent them to do whatever they should do, and I went directly to Dajun's house myself.

The army was not there, and his father seemed a little panicked when he saw me coming. It was not until I explained the purpose of the visit that he was completely relieved and cooperated with me with a smile: I just said, you must have misunderstood. How big the army is? How big is he?Besides, even if the army is ignorant and as big as a younger brother and sister, it cannot do such a thing.

I know he must have asked Dajun. Now he doesn't even believe the misunderstanding, but everyone is tacitly aware of it. This is the best solution.

But he was cunning and still put the blame on my wife. Dajun is young and ignorant, but his wife is already an adult. Even if there is any mistake, it will be on my wife.

I took out a thousand yuan and handed it to him, saying that it was the medical expenses given to Dajun. He said nothing and said generously: It's okay, your uncle hit him twice to help me educate him, and he is not an outsider.As for my statement that Dajun would go back to work in the villa, he still politely refused on the pretext that school was about to start. I knew that he was afraid that I would secretly take revenge on Dajun.

Dajun's house was covered up like this, but the others had no choice. I couldn't explain it to people one by one: Dajun and my wife are fine, it was me who misunderstood.

Shunzi, Lao Wang, Xiao Zhong, Dagang, and the two chefs, they all saw Dajun fucking his wife with their own eyes. Who would believe that they were okay?

Forget it, they will say whatever they want. Things are already like this, and I can't silence all the insiders.