Chapter 3

At night, I leaned on the bed and sucked the cigarette silently, not knowing what I was thinking at this moment.

The bathroom door opened, and my wife walked over in a black V-neck lace pajama, but today the pajamas on my wife were different than before.

With the V-collar design, half of the plump and round breasts are exposed to the air, and the chest is decorated with hollow lace, and the other half of the breasts under the deep cleavage can also be vaguely visible. The hazy temptation can tease the viewer's heart.

The lower body is tightened, which can highlight the thin waist very well, and the hem of the skirt below is also very short. If the hostess has a pair of slender legs and wear a pair of black or white stockings, the concave and convex curves and stockings all are unexpectedly hitting the man's fragile heart.

My wife in sexy pajamas saw me leaning against the window smoking, as if she was worried, and came to me in confusion and said: Husband, why are you smoking in the room? Are you worried?

When I heard my wife's words, I took a few sips of cigarettes, then hesitated for a while, and made my decision, "Wife, would you resign tomorrow?"I'm afraid...

Before I finished speaking, my wife seemed to understand something, stared at me and said: Have you heard some rumors, or do you say you don’t believe me?

After all, my wife is still quite strong. At this moment, I obviously don’t believe her meaning, which makes her a little angry. Her tone has increased a lot at this moment. I was a little dodged by my wife’s sharp eyes and said hesitantly, “It’s not that I don’t believe you, I’m afraid that the so-called President Zhao will use a trick to deal with you.”

In the end, do you still don’t believe in my character?At this moment, my wife and I were not talking about at the same time.

I must believe in Ah, but... I'm afraid...

Before I could finish my sentence, my wife hugged my arm and said coquettishly, "Let's stop talking about this, okay, husband, I promise you, I'll just not go to the next time I'll get a party outside the work, so that I won't give that old pervert a chance."

It seems that it makes sense to hear his wife's promise. This fat pig will not do anything wrong in the company. As long as the wife does not go to such places where she gathers and sings, the fat pig will definitely not succeed, and at most she will have a fantasy.

After thinking it through, the stone in my heart suddenly fell to the ground.

What I just don’t know is that this kind of take-for-nothing thought was out of control later, and in the end I regretted it. I hated myself so stupid.

In the following days, I started picking up my wife off work on time every day, and I was in peace for a while. Until one day, on the way to pick up my wife, someone suddenly rushed to my car. Although I calmly stepped on the brakes, I still encountered it. I saw that the figure was knocked out by me a few meters away.

After a car accident, I sent a message to my wife, I hurriedly started to deal with the traffic accident.

In Zhao Hong's office, the old pervert looked at He Mengyu's graceful body from time to time, which had relieved the pain of lovesickness. Since He Mengyu agreed to be his secretary, he did not go too far at the beginning, so he had sex with his eyes. After all, things should be done slowly, otherwise what if he finally left her by his side, what should he do if he scared him away?

Retracting his lust, Zhao Hong said: Xiao He Ah, help me make a cup of coffee!

Come again?

How much coffee do you drink all day long? No matter how much you complain, she still got up to help the old pervert make coffee. After all, the secretary's work is relatively easy, but his salary is much higher than before.

At first, she was still working with the determination to die, but after a while, she found that Zhao Hong was lustful when she saw her. There was nothing wrong with anything else, and gradually the prevention efforts were much looser.

At this moment, when she heard that the old pervert wanted to drink coffee again, she smiled and said: OK, Mr. Zhao.

Looking at He Mengyu who went to make coffee, she had a perfect S-shaped figure. The most attractive thing was her plump and round buttocks, which filled the skirt with a peach-like appearance. As He Mengyu twisted and twisted, it was all tempting everyone's hearts, and she wanted to rush forward immediately and slapped the seductive buttocks immediately, afraid of hitting the seductive buttocks.

He Mengyu's butt was so tempting. It made Zhao Hong's blood boil. He wanted to rush up to me and recite her on the spot several times, but in the end he used great perseverance to suppress the fire.

Just when Zhao Hong was still having sex, He Mengyu, who had made coffee, bent down slightly and placed the coffee in front of Zhao Hong, and said: Mr. Zhao, your coffee.

Taking back the spring light I saw just now, Zhao Hong smiled and said: OK, please give me a little hell, go and do your business.

OK, then I'll go and do it.

Seeing He Mengyu twisting and twisting inside, Zhao Hong thought to himself, when can he touch this seductive buttocks without time? It’s not enough to just pass the eyes. In the end, it’s still necessary to operate it on the spot to perfect it.

Today, God is helping Zhao Hong, and the initial opportunity has come. When he is about to go back, he sees He Mengyu standing at the door of the company, as if waiting for someone. He slowly walked forward and asked: Xiao He Ah?Why haven’t I returned to Ah? Do you want me to give you a ride?

For unnecessary trouble, He Mengyu politely refused: Don’t bother you, Mr. Zhao, my husband will pick me up immediately.

In this way... Then you pay attention to safety, I'll leave first.

OK, Mr. Zhao, please walk slowly.

After seeing off the old pervert, He Mengyu breathed a sigh of relief and continued to wait for her husband to arrive.

An hour later, He Mengyu anxiously called her husband, "Hey, husband, has the accident been resolved yet?"Or, let me go back by bus?

I heard from the phone, "Wife, then you can take the bus back first. I won't be here for a while. This old man is so unreasonable and angry.

OK, then I'll go back first, husband, 88

After saying that, he hung up the phone and walked towards the bus stop.

Before he could walk a few steps, Zhao Hong drove a Porsche and blocked He Mengyu, rolled down the window, and said with a smile: Xiao He, what bus is Ah, come up, I'll give you it?

Mr. Zhao, you haven’t returned home yet?He Mengyu looked surprised, and it was strange that Zhao Hong had not left yet.

Haha, this is not because you are afraid that you won’t be able to get a taxi, so you are waiting for you specifically.

He Mengyu smiled, without revealing Zhao Hong's little thoughts, and said slowly: I'd better go to the bus and ask Mr. Zhao to take me home. It's so troublesome to you.

No trouble, no trouble, it's just a matter of the way, why is it troublesome? Come up quickly, I'll give you...

After hesitating for a while, He Mengyu nodded, stepped forward and opened the car door and sat in.

Seeing the beauty getting in the car, Zhao Hong turned his head and smiled at He Mengyu and said: Xiao He Ah, where is your address?

No. 118 Lianhua Road, just send me to that intersection and put me down.He Mengyu doesn't want Zhao Hong to know her home's detailed address.

Then Xiao He, you're ready to sit down, I'm going to start.

After saying that, the car was driving slowly on the road, and cars whizzed past the car, and some even honked a few times when overtaking to swear their strong dissatisfaction.

Such an expensive car shouldn't be driving so slowly, and He Mengyu couldn't say anything. After driving for half an hour, the car finally arrived at its destination, several times slower than the previous ten minutes.

The car slowly stopped beside the curb. Zhao Hong turned his head to He Mengyu and said: Xiao He, do you think it's here?

He Mengyu took the following look, glanced at the familiar door, nodded, then got out of the car and closed the door, then came to the window in front of the car, lowered his head and said: Thank you very much for sending me back this time, I really want to bother you.

No trouble, no trouble. If you need to give it to me next time, just tell me.

Then why are you embarrassed?Mr. Zhao, you are so busy. If something really happens next time, I will definitely find Mr. Zhao.He Mengyu said perfunctorily, although she was polite, she was actually unwilling to do so.

Then I decided to be ah, I don’t have to be polite to me if I have something to do. Who said you are my secretary... Zhao Hong patted his chest, like a hospitality person, but in fact, the dark and dirty things in his heart have not been revealed yet.

Well, then this time I will do this. If you have any problems in the future, I will trouble you, Mr. Zhao.

OK, remember not to be polite to me.

Um.

Afterwards, after chatting for a while, Zhao Hong looked at He Mengyu's figure, got out of the car and followed.

Dingdong!!!

He Mengyu, who had just arrived home, heard the doorbell and thought that her husband had returned home, so she hurried to greet her. However, when she opened the door, an obese and big belly man stood there, looking at her with a smile. She didn't react at once, and was stunned on the spot, wondering why Zhao Hong would appear at her doorstep.

Seeing He Mengyu standing there like a beautiful scenery, although it was very pleasing to the eye, after a long time, he could only cough and pretend to be embarrassed and said: Xiao He Ah, just now you left, I suddenly felt a little thirsty, so I followed you and thought of asking for a glass of water at your house.

You won't mind, do you?

If you don’t mind, how could I mind? Then Mr. Zhao, please find a place to sit and I’ll boil water for you.

He Mengyu's secret detective Zhao Hong was shameless and said that he was so proud that he was following him. In fact, he was reluctant, but he could only invite Zhao Hong into the room, and then turned around and went to boil water.

Staring at He Mengyu's round and plump big butt disappeared from his sight, Zhao Hong slurped in his throat and swallowed. This kind of desire to eat but not to eat is really tormenting.

After sitting for a while, Zhao Hong was a little anxious to pee. He got up and found the bathroom and walked in. He came to the toilet, unzipped the zipper and started to urinate. While peeing, Zhao Hong looked left and right. When he swept through a corner, several pieces of cloth caught his attention.

After pulling the zipper and lifting the pants, Zhao Hong walked over and Ding Qing saw that it turned out to be a set of changed underwear, which was placed in a basin. It was obviously replaced and needed to be washed.

Zhao Hong, who seemed to have discovered the treasure, was excited to pick up the purple lace panties, put them in front of his nose and sucked them hard, then Zhao Hong showed a satisfied expression.

It smells so good!

It is worthy of being the best. Even the underwear I changed still has a body fragrance. I wonder if the love juice from my slutty pussy is better when I'm in heat?

He was looking forward to that moment.

Afterwards, Zhao Hong felt that he was not satisfied with sucking, so he secretly stuffed the set of lace underwear into his pocket. He was about to go home to celebrate.

After hiding his underwear, Zhao Hong walked out leisurely. When he sat for a while, He Mengyu also boiled water. He poured a glass of water and took it to him, put it in front of him, and said: Mr. Zhao, water is scalded, you can drink it later.

OK, I'm really troubled you, Xiao He, I'll boil water for me. I'm so thirsty.

A small matter, Mr. Zhao, you should drive me back today and give you a glass of water.

He said good things, and in his heart, He Mengyu prayed that Zhao Hong would finish drinking water early, because she couldn't stand Zhao Hong's lustful eyes, and she felt like she was taking off her clothes in front of him.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Zhao Hong was still talking nonstop. Finally, when He Mengyu was thinking of some way to drive Zhao Hong away, Zhao Hong stood up and said: Little He Ah, I have drunk water and chatted, and I should leave too.

Going away?

He Mengyu was happy, but she still pretended to be trying to keep her and said: Are you leaving now?Stay for supper?It's very late.

I don’t know what happened to Zhao Hong. If Zhao Hong had been in the past, he would have agreed, but today he had a desire to go home, so he refused: Xiao He Ah, forget it if you have something to do, I’m in a hurry to go back and deal with it, forget it if you have something to eat.

Oh, it's such a pity. Mr. Zhao, then I'll treat you next time you have time.

OK, I will definitely try your skills when I have time.

After saying that, he got up and left.

When he saw Zhao Hong away, He Mengyu breathed a sigh of relief and finally got rid of the old pervert. When she got along with him alone, she was really afraid that the old pervert would do something bad.

Close the door, He Mengyu had not seen her husband return yet. It was already the hour, and the traffic story had not been processed yet. I called him with a little concern.

After a long time, the phone finally answered, and He Mengyu asked with concern: Husband, has the story not been handled yet?

I saw my angry voice coming from the phone. I arrived soon and hung up first.

Oh, OK.

Seeing that her husband was already back, He Mengyu hung up the phone and got up to cook.