Chapter 6

I continued to be so ambiguous with her, and I continued to care about her. With the first kiss, I kissed her now and it was something she used to. As long as there was no one around me, I just hugged her and sucked her delicate lips hard

But my hands are still very gentle and have not touched the sensitive parts of her body. Being able to enjoy her soft lips and glutinous tongue is too much beyond the plan. While I am proud, I also sympathize with myself. I will lose this beautiful lady who has been soaked for a long time.

During this period, I have also learned a lot of origami methods online, such as folding a rose with a napkin (you can check out a dynamic picture on Baidu, it's very simple). The method is very simple, but it has a lot of lethality. Using the most commonly used things to make a small gift representing romance can always touch people's hearts.

I hid in the office, folded the napkins I took from the restaurant after lunch into roses, then tied the branches tightly with tape, and found colorful A4 paper to cut and scattered them on the whole bunch of flowers. Haha, the perfect white rose

Then I hid it under the desk where I put my feet, and went out to find a reason to call her in.

Now every time she enters my office, her face is red. I worry about her, afraid that someone will see it

I smiled and hooked my fingers at her and asked her to lean over. She smiled and shook her head and refused. So I could only take out the bouquet of roses and silently said in spoken words: "I love you."

After seeing the flowers, she came over and looked carefully. She was a little moved. I could see her eyelashes trembling. Damn, it's so beautiful

She said softly: Why isn't it red?

Hehe, if I didn't have red napkins, it would be too scenic. I had already thought of the most rustic and useful excuses and told her very gently: White represents purity, and represents my truest and purest love for you

Then he changed his subject and began to scold me for not being able to control my feelings for her. I felt sorry for her turtle husband, but I couldn't resist her influence on me in my heart.

As I said, I put my hands on her back and waist and rubbed my hands gently. Every time I slid on her high butt, I tweaked it a few times and returned to my waist, then slid it down a few times and then came back. Then I put my head in her ears, deliberately spitting the heat on her ears every time I spoke, and soon her ears became red

My lower body was a weird way to stand backwards, and my upper body leaned forward. I had no choice but to do it, because my cock was too high, and I was afraid of reaching her beautiful legs in stockings, so I could only feel wronged myself.

I want to use my cock to squeeze her slender thighs, her tight belly, and her upright and elastic butt while dancing

Women are all animals that speak nonsense and lie, women should be reserved. This word that drives men crazy has poisoned many dewy love relationships. Unfortunately, I don’t dare to Ah. Even though I know she is a slut, I still have to take care of her reserve and the chastity of a wife that can be said to be impossible.

I held her chin with my empty hand and let her turn and kiss me gently. Her mouth was completely lost. The disobedient little tongue was already my trophy. I put my tongue into her fragrant mouth and enjoyed her full service after surrender.

Damn, I don't want to be a gentleman anymore, although I'm not a gentleman

I tried my best to suck the air in her mouth, holding her hands behind her head and pressing towards me. She quickly panted and no oxygen. She reached out and grabbed my ears. I woke up from a little out of control.

It can be seen that she was a little angry, but sure enough, she gasped and complained that I didn't respect her

I really want to tell her the truth: I want to respect her with my little brother

Seeing that the situation was not good, I immediately changed the topic and first asked her what she was going to wear on the day of dancing. It turns out that women are the easiest to change their minds by clothing. She pouted and said that she hadn't thought about it yet.

Seeing her little girl's pouting move, I wanted to laugh a little because this trick is often used by my wife. It turns out that girls like to act coquettishly in front of the person they like.

I stretched out two fingers to pinch her pouting lips and blurted out with a smile: Why don't you add me to QQ tonight, I'll help you refer to it?

As soon as I said that I knew I was saying the wrong thing, but I couldn't get it back

She said happily: Good Ah!

Then I wrote my QQ number on the note on the table and asked me to add her

I was so happy when I saw the number. It was the QQ number I gave her, the dead woman in my mother's pussy. I used the number that the virtual adulterer applied for to seduce the real adulterer. Do you think I'm dead?

I kept silent, secretly took out the phone I had communicated with her secretly and sent one. What are you doing?

She took out her cell phone and her face turned pale. I asked deliberately: What's wrong? Is something wrong? Do you want me to help?

She quickly calmed down. To be honest, if I hadn't been observing her expression, I wouldn't have seen her face turn slightly white. Women's acting skills are born

She told me it was a 10086 owed text message, and I was so bad that she asked her to give me her phone and I would like to recharge her.

Hahaha, she immediately put up her phone, and even said that she didn't spend my money

So I took advantage of her panic and tasted her lips again

Before leaving, she told me in a coquettish way that she had to go to lip gloss again

I……

My little brother and I salute her

This day is like a year. The key is how to deal with the decorations at home. The most pleasing thing is to buy a large cardboard of other colors and insert it in the back.

Alas, no, although women are stupid when they are in love, they are always more careful than men.

I asked for leave before I got off work and left first. I could see the attachment in her eyes. Hehe, it was great!

When I got home, I started cleaning up a lot, and I was so busy that I couldn't do it. When I saw my wife's Asus laptop, I felt a thrill. The problem was solved.

Many people will say that the same computer can enable multiple QQs, why are you so stupid?

I ask you Ah, how can you talk about the wrong content in the chat window? Do you dare to say that you have never done it?!

The key is that something so important for me, how could I make such a low-level mistake?

In fact, I can truly enjoy her taste. The situation on the Internet is already a bit useless. Compared to a me who knows all her secrets and a leader who is extremely obsessed with her, I think any woman will make the best choice for herself.

In a sense, I have been kicked out, but I am unwilling to give up. I still have to continue to contact her. I want to see her most lewd and shameless side and see how she deceives me...

My thoughts are actually very unstable, because I have nothing to do with her at all. I am actually a stranger

She went online tonight, but she was invisible, I'll fuck!

I chatted with her in my bedroom using my laptop, and then ran to the study and called her several times in a row when I was going to the bathroom, but she never replied

Dead woman!

Big slut!

I scolded her viciously in my heart, and flirted with the wild man in front of me.

She became very talkative with her leader, not at all the silent state she had when she first chatted with me. I was very upset, but she still had the most affectionate smile on her face. I used my phone to harass her with a text message where she couldn't see it. I could hear the text message on the computer, but she looked at it and didn't reply.

I asked on purpose: Is it your husband’s text message? Why don’t you reply?

She smiled unnaturally and suddenly said that she was a person she didn't know was sending messages randomly

Of course I had to make the most correct reaction. I asked her very jealously who she was. She giggled and smiled, and her expression had the pride that I could tell.

Although I was unhappy, I still pulled the theme back and asked her to wear dance clothes to show me.

Of course she refused at first. I said a lot of praise, begged and begged, and she finally agreed.

The clothes were suspender-style waist-closing mid-skirts, with an inch below the hem of the skirt being on the knees. A lace shawl covered her plump and naked skin, and her two white calves were exposed outside.

Because of the great front chest, the suspender on the upper body was stretched open with a large collar, revealing a deep cleavage. I couldn't breathe anymore, and then told her that it was too exposed.

She smiled again and told me that when she wore that day, she still had that bra and shirt inside, and it would not be exposed.

Seeing her clothes, I was already thinking about what gestures to use to break through the barrier of clothes on the day of the dance and directly attack her beautiful flesh.

I asked her to change the stockings again, and she actually replied: Why do you men like women to wear stockings?

When she said this, she was lowering her head and fiddling with the buckle of the skirt, but she didn't notice the meaning of her words

I laughed so hard that I hurriedly hid outside the camera. When I returned to the camera, I asked her: Who else said that you would wear stockings?

She said calmly that it was not her husband yet. She always asked her to wear stockings and it was not comfortable at all on hot days.

I can only continue to laugh

Put on stockings, she sat on the bed with her seductive legs together, and began to intertwine the two long legs.

My brother was hard again, but I didn't hide it. I accidentally let her see my sports pants standing up high

Her face was red, and she probably felt satisfied with teasing me. She felt that being able to play with her usual serious leader in such a way that made her feel fulfilled.

I told her again that I wanted to see the stockings and hot pants she wore that day that exposed her thighs.

She called me a pervert, I kept urging me, and finally she left the camera and went to change it.

Because I was bored, I clicked on QQ and got my wife's account. Because it was the login method that remembered the password, I quickly entered directly.

My wife has a lot of QQ people, and I don’t know she has such a rich chat history

Click on the recent contact person, the first one is actually a man

I was anxious in an instant, mom's pussy, I've not yet captured someone's wife, the young woman, my wife, who has been married for two years, was coveted by others.

I haven't finished reading the chat records, my invincible brain has quickly put all the plots in the green text into myself.

I have an urge to die. I am a normal man. Normal here is a derogatory term. The so-called normal man likes to fly outside, but he cannot accept that his wife cuckolds himself.

I ran out of the room, picked up another phone that was charging, and calculated the time my wife was in Yunnan. It must have just arrived, so I called it over

The phone rang for a long time but was not picked up, my heart became heavier and heavier

It took a long time to connect, my ears were pressed tightly on my phone, and I heard my wife talking out of breath and asking me what happened

I also heard the man's voice, and I had already figured out the classic green scene where my wife was fucked by an adulterer and answered the phone while answering the phone.

I almost cried out, and said a lot of fiercely: Why are you so breathing? What are you doing? Who are the men around you?

My wife was stunned by my words, and when she came to her senses, she scolded me for a while, and then the phone was picked up by her mother-in-law.

When I heard my mother-in-law's voice, I knew I was thinking about it

My mother-in-law asked me strangely what was wrong, and then told me that in order to save some money, my wife brought up two big boxes by herself and did not ask the waiter to help her.

I felt a little distressed, and quickly spread the topic open, and said a lot of words to please my mother-in-law on the phone, and the phone went back to my wife.

My wife is in normal mood. I guess she guessed what I was thinking. She told me very domineeringly that there was a strong man with her around her and she would go to bed with him at night.

Before I finished speaking, I heard my mother-in-law scolding my wife over there, and I laughed out loud here

Ah, the guilty feeling always makes me confused by people like me who are not very bad. If I were really the kind of person who had no feelings for my wife, I wouldn't care.

I was fucked by a wife, and this incident made me remember it deeply, or I couldn't forget it, so I took it out and talked about it. As for what happened that night, it was another memory.

Back in the bedroom, she was already dressed, holding her chin in her hand and watching the computer screen, and could hear the sound of the movie. Maybe she couldn't see me and was watching the movie bored

Seeing me back in the camera, she complained to me for a while, and I smiled and said that my stomach was uncomfortable today.

She stood up and turned around, and asked me to see the pair of stockings wearing two-piece stockings. The light reflected a faint dim light on the stockings. I suddenly seemed to see my wife wearing these stockings being hugged tightly by a man, threatening and insulting her.

I knew there was something wrong with my psychological identity. The change of my dual identity with my leader made me a little difficult and I couldn't continue to control it well. I knew I had to fuck her immediately and then return to my wife. Otherwise, I would be afraid to become the kind of man who likes my wife to cuckold me. Although it was exciting, it was also painful.

In this way, she and I enjoyed the pleasure of being intimate in the company and had a deep conversation at night

In order to distinguish my personality, I have always been serious and careful in QQ. I remember her birthday, and the day I kissed her for the first time. If I can't say it, I will ask her the other way around. Often, she will be caught off guard by me and cannot answer, so that I will be more frustrated and ask me to kiss again the next day.

Days passed day by day, and finally the day of the dance party, but the most disgusting, terrifying and tragic thing happened. Her husband came back

Do you know?

Can you understand that kind of depression, anger, and irritability when it is obviously possible but cannot do it for some reason?

Whether you understand or not, I don’t understand or not, and I can’t stand it. I feel like I’m cheated of being released by a pigeon.

On the day I knew that her husband was going to the dance with her, I took advantage of the injury and kissed her in the office for the first time, and my hand touched her elastic big butt from under her skirt. The feeling that my whole hand was about to be filled with jelly was so good that I couldn't stand it.

Because she is very tall and with high heels, she is almost flat to my head, so her hard cock can just press tightly against her mons pubis. She hit me a few times and then softened it.

I regret Ah, why am I not cruel and brave?

After so many days, I really enjoyed her big round butt, yes, and the pair of big breasts that were swaying, oh...

It's so exciting, I cum directly into my pants

Her mons pubis should have felt it suddenly became hot, and she pushed me away with force, and saw my light-colored pants turn dark, so embarrassing me

She covered her face and giggled

Sometimes it is a good thing for men to make ugly in front of women. Don’t always act perfectly. No one is perfect. Be brave to show those ugly things that make ugly because of women in front of this woman. She will be moved by you.

When I returned to my car from the office that day, I kept putting a folder in front of me and blocking my crotch, but I always felt like there was a smell of semen. It was really a failure. I just ejaculated like this.

I want to thank her husband, because of him, I can finally rub his delicious wife's body directly

At the dance, I will not retreat. I will seize this rare opportunity and train her well. I will touch her big breasts directly at the dance. If the opportunity is good, I will first let my flexible fingers feel whether her delicate vagina is so wet and warm.

When I got home, I maintained the habit of talking to my wife on phone calls these days. My wife was also surprised by my fucked behavior and asked me directly if I had anything to do and I was sorry for her.

Of course my cold sweat Ah is no!

However, when I asked my wife if she had done something wrong on my back, my always strong wife became a little hesitant.

My heart was just about to burst, but when I thought about the last misunderstanding, I could only suppress my worries.

Suddenly I thought to myself that since I got married with my wife, I didn’t seem to have been so happy with my wife on the phone for a long time. I secretly swear in my heart: “Wife Ah, let me fuck her, I will definitely come back to be your good husband…”

Don't say I'm despicable, wolf friends