This is the first time I have discovered that my wife cheated on her.
Before that, I never thought that my wife would betray me, nor that my wife would be so sexy.
This cuckold suddenly fell from the sky, washed away the man's immature passion and simplicity, and completely subverted my shallow understanding of my wife, good wife and good mother.
My wife was 28 years old that year. Although she gained some weight after giving birth, she didn't look fat because of her height. She was just when she was fair-skinned and beautiful, and she was in her prime.
At that time, I was running a resort villa, a national reservoir located in the mountainous area, quite far from the city. Due to business needs, I often had to go back to the city to purchase goods, and I went there for several days, and it happened during this period.
When Shunzi called me, it was already past 12 o'clock at night and I was playing cards with a few friends.
He didn't say it directly on the phone, but just reminded me in a vague way that my wife had been a little abnormal these two days and asked me to go back quickly.
I immediately understood when I heard him talking hesitantly, but there was someone next to me, so I couldn't ask in detail, so I hung up the phone as I agreed.
Early the next morning, I drove back to the villa with great worries. When I was unloading the goods, I saw my wife taking several waiters to clean the goods. She smiled and said hello to me and went to work hard, but I didn't see anything unusual.
After unloading the goods, I walked around the villa and called Shunzi alone to the edge of the reservoir.
Shunzi is one of my comrades-in-arms. I have nothing to do after divorce for a few years, so I help me with some management work in the villa.
According to him, during the two days I went to the city, my wife did not take her son to sleep with her, but instead asked the two waitresses to take her son to sleep in the waitress dormitory.
On the first night, she slept in a male employee dormitory on the second floor.
The next day, last night, Shunzi and a few workers were a little hungry after playing cards, so they went downstairs to find food in the kitchen and saw Dajun and his wife watching TV in the guard room on the first floor.
At that time, his wife was lying on the bed, and Dajun sat next to her, and the two of them seemed a little panicked when they saw him, which made him feel more worried.
After going upstairs and returning to the dormitory, he kept listening to the movement downstairs. At around 10 o'clock in the evening, he heard someone going upstairs and his steps were very light. He did not stop when he arrived on the second floor, so he went straight to the third floor.
Dajun lives in the dormitory on the second floor, and the only room and conference room where my wife and I live on the third floor.Shunzi waited for a long time but didn't hear Dajun returning to the dormitory, so he got up and walked to the stairs to watch.
After a while, he saw that the lights were turned off in the room on the third floor, and then his wife's moans came vaguely.
It was very quiet at night, and he didn't dare to walk too close. He listened to the corner of the stairs for a while and then came out to call me.
I don’t know whether the two of them did it. It was not until after one o’clock in the middle of the night that I saw Dajun go downstairs and return to the dormitory.
Shunzi may be afraid of hurting my face, so he can only report to me truthfully in this uncertain tone.
Although Shunzi didn't make it clear that his wife was fucked by Dajun, I could already be sure that his wife had cheated 100%. Even when Shunzi called me last night, she was fucked by Dajun on our bed.
When I thought of this, my heart felt like I was bitten by a poisonous snake, and it hurt so much. At that moment, the dignity of a man seemed to be shattered by a heavy hammer, scattered into pieces of debris all over the ground, with blood.
Before this, I never thought that my wife would cheat, and I didn’t expect that the partner she cheated on was Dajun!
The reason why I didn’t expect my wife to have sex with Dajun is because Dajun is still a student.
His father and I are friends, and my family lives in a village near the villa. It was summer vacation at that time. His father wanted his children to come out for exercise, so he asked Dajun and one of his classmates to go to the villa to do summer work.
This child has developed early, is quite tall, and is handsome. He is very clever. He usually calls me Uncle X and his wife Aunt X. No matter what, I never thought that my wife would be fucked by such a half-baby who has not grown all over her hair.
I know that the male employee dormitory where my wife slept on the first day. There were five beds in the dormitory, and only four people lived, namely two male chefs, Dajun and his classmate.
I wanted to know what happened that night, but after thinking about it, Shunzi called the older male chef.
Master X is 35 or 36 years old, very honest. He was a little nervous when he saw me. Under my interrogation, he hesitated to tell me that that night, he and another young chef Xiaowu had already slept. He didn't expect his wife to follow Dajun and the others back to the dormitory. He was sleeping in a daze at the time, only knowing that his wife was sleeping on the bed next to Dajun.
When I asked him if he had heard anything, his face suddenly turned red, he lowered his head and whispered: I fell asleep and heard nothing.
His expression had already explained everything. I knew he didn't dare to say it, so I asked him directly: It's okay, just tell me what you hear, I'll ask you, someone must have said something to me.I asked you, did my wife have sex with Dajun that night?
He was frightened by my direct questioning and stayed for a long time before whispering: I, I don’t know, listen to the sound, it seems... I did it.
After getting the answer, I didn't want to ask more details, so I waved my hand and asked him to go back.
When he left, Shunzi advised me: Don’t get angry, it may not be a big deal.
Although I was persuading me, I seemed to hear something about gloating from his words.
I knew in my heart that this kid was also full of fun, otherwise who would pay attention to such things if he had nothing to do?
I was not grateful for his complaint. Instead, I took my anger with him because of my embarrassment. I ignored him and asked him to go back first after talking a few words.
I sat alone on the stone embankment beside the reservoir in a daze, my heart churning like a pot of boiling oil constantly churning.
My wife has been with me for ten years, and my son is just four years old. I have never doubted that she would cheat if she is dignified and generous.
This sudden betrayal made me confused, chilled, and hated me so much.
My wife cheated on her and was a half-old child, and this child was my friend's son. If it was really spread, how could I have the reputation to meet others?
What made me even more angry was that she, who was dazed by lust, slept with Dajun in front of so many people in the employee dormitory!
I suppressed the anger and impulse in my heart, and slowly calmed down.
There is nothing to say, I must be having a divorce, I can't kill her, and it's not worth it for such a woman.
But I have no evidence. When I ask her now, she can completely refuse to admit that I can only think that nothing has happened before I caught the current situation.
Before that, I never thought that my wife would betray me, nor that my wife would be so sexy.
This cuckold suddenly fell from the sky, washed away the man's immature passion and simplicity, and completely subverted my shallow understanding of my wife, good wife and good mother.
My wife was 28 years old that year. Although she gained some weight after giving birth, she didn't look fat because of her height. She was just when she was fair-skinned and beautiful, and she was in her prime.
At that time, I was running a resort villa, a national reservoir located in the mountainous area, quite far from the city. Due to business needs, I often had to go back to the city to purchase goods, and I went there for several days, and it happened during this period.
When Shunzi called me, it was already past 12 o'clock at night and I was playing cards with a few friends.
He didn't say it directly on the phone, but just reminded me in a vague way that my wife had been a little abnormal these two days and asked me to go back quickly.
I immediately understood when I heard him talking hesitantly, but there was someone next to me, so I couldn't ask in detail, so I hung up the phone as I agreed.
Early the next morning, I drove back to the villa with great worries. When I was unloading the goods, I saw my wife taking several waiters to clean the goods. She smiled and said hello to me and went to work hard, but I didn't see anything unusual.
After unloading the goods, I walked around the villa and called Shunzi alone to the edge of the reservoir.
Shunzi is one of my comrades-in-arms. I have nothing to do after divorce for a few years, so I help me with some management work in the villa.
According to him, during the two days I went to the city, my wife did not take her son to sleep with her, but instead asked the two waitresses to take her son to sleep in the waitress dormitory.
On the first night, she slept in a male employee dormitory on the second floor.
The next day, last night, Shunzi and a few workers were a little hungry after playing cards, so they went downstairs to find food in the kitchen and saw Dajun and his wife watching TV in the guard room on the first floor.
At that time, his wife was lying on the bed, and Dajun sat next to her, and the two of them seemed a little panicked when they saw him, which made him feel more worried.
After going upstairs and returning to the dormitory, he kept listening to the movement downstairs. At around 10 o'clock in the evening, he heard someone going upstairs and his steps were very light. He did not stop when he arrived on the second floor, so he went straight to the third floor.
Dajun lives in the dormitory on the second floor, and the only room and conference room where my wife and I live on the third floor.Shunzi waited for a long time but didn't hear Dajun returning to the dormitory, so he got up and walked to the stairs to watch.
After a while, he saw that the lights were turned off in the room on the third floor, and then his wife's moans came vaguely.
It was very quiet at night, and he didn't dare to walk too close. He listened to the corner of the stairs for a while and then came out to call me.
I don’t know whether the two of them did it. It was not until after one o’clock in the middle of the night that I saw Dajun go downstairs and return to the dormitory.
Shunzi may be afraid of hurting my face, so he can only report to me truthfully in this uncertain tone.
Although Shunzi didn't make it clear that his wife was fucked by Dajun, I could already be sure that his wife had cheated 100%. Even when Shunzi called me last night, she was fucked by Dajun on our bed.
When I thought of this, my heart felt like I was bitten by a poisonous snake, and it hurt so much. At that moment, the dignity of a man seemed to be shattered by a heavy hammer, scattered into pieces of debris all over the ground, with blood.
Before this, I never thought that my wife would cheat, and I didn’t expect that the partner she cheated on was Dajun!
The reason why I didn’t expect my wife to have sex with Dajun is because Dajun is still a student.
His father and I are friends, and my family lives in a village near the villa. It was summer vacation at that time. His father wanted his children to come out for exercise, so he asked Dajun and one of his classmates to go to the villa to do summer work.
This child has developed early, is quite tall, and is handsome. He is very clever. He usually calls me Uncle X and his wife Aunt X. No matter what, I never thought that my wife would be fucked by such a half-baby who has not grown all over her hair.
I know that the male employee dormitory where my wife slept on the first day. There were five beds in the dormitory, and only four people lived, namely two male chefs, Dajun and his classmate.
I wanted to know what happened that night, but after thinking about it, Shunzi called the older male chef.
Master X is 35 or 36 years old, very honest. He was a little nervous when he saw me. Under my interrogation, he hesitated to tell me that that night, he and another young chef Xiaowu had already slept. He didn't expect his wife to follow Dajun and the others back to the dormitory. He was sleeping in a daze at the time, only knowing that his wife was sleeping on the bed next to Dajun.
When I asked him if he had heard anything, his face suddenly turned red, he lowered his head and whispered: I fell asleep and heard nothing.
His expression had already explained everything. I knew he didn't dare to say it, so I asked him directly: It's okay, just tell me what you hear, I'll ask you, someone must have said something to me.I asked you, did my wife have sex with Dajun that night?
He was frightened by my direct questioning and stayed for a long time before whispering: I, I don’t know, listen to the sound, it seems... I did it.
After getting the answer, I didn't want to ask more details, so I waved my hand and asked him to go back.
When he left, Shunzi advised me: Don’t get angry, it may not be a big deal.
Although I was persuading me, I seemed to hear something about gloating from his words.
I knew in my heart that this kid was also full of fun, otherwise who would pay attention to such things if he had nothing to do?
I was not grateful for his complaint. Instead, I took my anger with him because of my embarrassment. I ignored him and asked him to go back first after talking a few words.
I sat alone on the stone embankment beside the reservoir in a daze, my heart churning like a pot of boiling oil constantly churning.
My wife has been with me for ten years, and my son is just four years old. I have never doubted that she would cheat if she is dignified and generous.
This sudden betrayal made me confused, chilled, and hated me so much.
My wife cheated on her and was a half-old child, and this child was my friend's son. If it was really spread, how could I have the reputation to meet others?
What made me even more angry was that she, who was dazed by lust, slept with Dajun in front of so many people in the employee dormitory!
I suppressed the anger and impulse in my heart, and slowly calmed down.
There is nothing to say, I must be having a divorce, I can't kill her, and it's not worth it for such a woman.
But I have no evidence. When I ask her now, she can completely refuse to admit that I can only think that nothing has happened before I caught the current situation.
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