This is really a very embarrassing situation.
On the one hand, that guy is like a brother and has saved my life; on the other hand, it is precisely he who ruined my life.
I really want to kill him, really, I want to kill him now than ever.
Chuck and I have known each other since we were young and we grew up on Dlandsey Street.
We went to school together, picked up girls together, and fought each other in a football team together. Our relationship was even closer than that of a brother.
Everyone knows that if anyone can't get along with Chuck, it's not going along with me; similarly, if anyone is my friend, it must be Chuck's friend.
Our relationship is so close that even picking up girls is shared together.
If Chuck had an appointment with a girl, he would tell me, and then I would stretch out my hand; if I had a girl, I would tell Chuck, and he would find a way to get her into bed.
In this way, we shared a lot of girls.
But the good times of school passed quickly.After graduation, I went to work in my father's forging factory, and Chuck didn't like the hard and heavy forging work, so he chose to join the army.
In the factory, I worked hard and made money. Soon, I bought myself a small apartment.
At this time, I started to go out to play with girls. I had some girlfriends and had sex with some of them, but none of them could give me a more special feeling until I met Marelli.
I met her at the company's Christmas party.
In fact, the only reason I went to the party was that they had to pay Christmas bonuses at the party. I originally planned to go there and wait to get the bonuses, so I immediately went elsewhere to find a more lively party to play, but I didn't expect to meet her.
I saw her sitting at a table with a newly hired temporary worker, and judging from the age of the man, I think he should be her dad, not her husband or boyfriend.
She didn't look amazing, but she still caught my attention.
I kept watching her, and she smiled at me occasionally when she turned around and her eyes were in contact with me.
I once heard that a smile can illuminate the world, but I have never seen such a smile before, and today I finally saw it.
I immediately gave up my original plan to leave early. When the first dance music was played, I immediately ran to her and invited her to dance with me.
She accepted my invitation happily, and when she stood up, I couldn't help but exclaim: Oh, my god!
When she sat, I didn't realize she had such a good figure.
Her tall figure, her plump breasts and hips filled her body with sexy temptation.
I was 6 feet 2 inches tall, and her nose was level with my chin.
Of course, she wore four-inch-high heels, but as a girl, she was quite tall.
From the shoes she wore, I know she is a very confident girl, because many tall girls dare not wear such high-ranking shoes. They are afraid of comparing boys and dare not approach them.
Her tall and upright figure in high heels seemed to be saying to me: Hi!I'm here, are you a real man?
Of course, I am not a yellow-mouthed child who has never seen the world. I hugged her in my arms, introduced myself to her, and asked: Are you married?
No.
Engaged?
No.
Have a fixed boyfriend?
No.
Is there anything you like in this room or you want to take you out for a date?
No.At least not yet.
Then, please allow me to invite you before everyone.
Well, I think you can be regarded as the first one, at least as a starter.
Good Ah.So in this case, men usually say this: May I ask, are you willing to have dinner with me tomorrow?I do.
And so, I started with Marelli.
Ashton.
Martin dating.
Our relationship has not developed very well, at least that's what I think.
Because I was not the only one who pursued her, but her attitude of being a real man was discouraged by many boys, but I persevered and eventually brought her home.
Later, it was time for the company to hold a Christmas party.
At the party, I hugged Marelli and danced with her, and I kissed her while dancing and knelt down to propose to her.
I don't know if she was surprised or embarrassed by it, but when I held a small velvet box and handed it to her, she opened the box, took out the wedding ring from it and handed it to me, asking me to put the ring on her fingers.
When I stood up, she hugged me tightly and gave me a passionate kiss.
Everyone present was moved by our love, cheering and applauding.
After several months of preparation, we finally had a simple and folk-filmed wedding in the first week of June.
Marelli works as secretary in the family insurance department of a large insurance company. After getting married, we decided to save all her salary after discussing it. When we have saved a certain amount, we will buy a larger house.
The apartment I live in is larger than hers, so she refunded her apartment and deposited the refunded apartment deposit in our bank account.
By the end of the year, I received a big Christmas bonus, so we bought a beautiful house with three bedrooms in the lot between her company and my forging factory.
Life is beautiful, I really like marriage life.
I really like to wake up in the morning and climb onto Marelli.
Every day after get off work, I can't wait to run home. After entering the door, I will hug my wife tightly, no matter what she is doing or where she is in.
Marelly belongs to me!
I am not stupid. I know that close contact with her every day makes her feel a little nervous and disgusted. She needs some personal space.
I knew her feelings, so I told her that if she had time, she could go out and play, at least once a night a week, and she thought I should have such space and time.
So we made a decision that we each went out with our friends one night a week, and we called it a night tour so we were two of us each night to be alone.
I set my time out on Thursday nights, while telling Marelly that she could choose to go out for dinner, drink, dance or something with her colleagues or the little sisters any day of the week.
We also talked about the children's issues, but we decided to wait and say that we should have children when we can truly take on such responsibilities.
We have to wait until we have a bigger house and then we have more experiences.
One night three years after Marrily and I were married, the phone rang at home.Marelli picked up the receiver.
Hello, my dear, it's for you, a man named Chuck.
Marily said to me with the receiver.
Now that Chuck has retired from the army and has returned to his hometown, he asked me if I have time to go to Riley's bar to have a few drinks, talk to him, and talk to him, because we haven't seen each other for four or five years since he joined the army.
The biggest change now is that I am already a married man.
I said to Chuck on the phone.
Needless to say, I will invite your wife to come.It's fair, because I'm going to take my bride over there too.
On the way to Riley's bar, I told Marelli about Chuck's situation and told her that we were both kids.
After entering the bar, I saw Chuck sitting in a corner near the back, his special red hair was still so eye-catching.
Seeing us coming, he stood up, greeted me enthusiastically, and hugged me with high and high, so intimate.
I introduced him to my wife Marelli and he also introduced us to his wife Rita.
Sitting down one by one, we chatted while drinking beer.
Chuck told us about his many experiences in the army, and I also told him some interesting stories about our middle school classmates and friends.
Finally, I asked him what plans he had when he came back, and he said he was still staying at home.
I've already talked to your dad Ferguson this afternoon, and I'll go to the forging factory to work next Monday.
Chuck said.
As we chatted, it was already very late, so we agreed to have dinner together on Saturday, and then go to the Glady Road House to drink and dance.
On the way home, I asked Marelly what she felt about Chuck.
She hesitated for a while and said: It seems to be pretty good, I like him very much.
Like him?Not them?
She hesitated for a while before saying: I don’t like her.
Oh, is there any special reason?
It's just a feeling.
Feel?What does it feel like?
She was a little too narcissistic.Didn't you notice it?She kept observing the men coming in and out to see if they noticed her.She also kept moving the chair to expose her legs to show the men who peeped her.I bet their marriage will not last long, I still bet that other men will soon intervene in their marriage.
Is this the price of women I have heard before? Just laugh, my baby, but please believe me, women know what women think.
On Saturday night, we invited Chuck and Rita to have a meal, then to drink and dance.
Although Marily doesn't have a good impression of Rita, it seems that they get along well.
In the next few months, as Chuck and I were friends who grew up playing, it was natural that the four of us played together often.
Chuck and Rita still live in the apartment, which happens to be the same as the apartment where Marelli and I used to live.
Since their apartment is relatively small, the four of us always gather at my house, we play poker, eat barbecue, etc.
Marelli and Rita have never really gotten close, but they are still a good friend on the surface.
They went out together several times and went to nightclubs to drink and dance.
One Saturday night, the four of us went to the Starlight Lounge together.
After a few drinks, I hugged Rita and danced on the dance floor.
I was completely intoxicated by the music, closed my eyes, and let my gentle dance steps take us around the dance floor.
Suddenly, Rita said softly in my ear: I want it.When did you take me to do Ah?
When will you take you to do what?
I opened my eyes and asked in surprise.
Make love Ah, dear.You need me, and I need you too.
At this moment, I suddenly realized that my penis was already erect in my pants and was rubbing against her thighs.I quickly took a step back and separated my body from hers.
She chuckled quietly and said: Don't worry, my lover.Your wife is facing away from us, and my husband won't notice it.
At this time, a dance music was over, and I quickly separated from Rita and pulled her back to our table.
We stayed there for another hour and I never invited Rita to dance with me again.
But whenever our eyes meet, she will give me a sweet smile and stick out her tongue and lick her lips.
I think I'm drinking too much or taking Rita's joke seriously?
However, I didn't mention this to Marelli.
One Sunday two weeks later, Chuck and Rita came to my house for a barbecue.
We were very happy together, eating and drinking while chatting.
Later, I went to the bathroom, put my urine and washed my hands, and just opened the door and prepared to come out, I suddenly saw Rita standing at the door.
She walked straight towards me, and I had to take a few steps back and return to the bathroom.
Rita followed in and locked the door back.
Rita, what are you going to do?
Shh, don't say anything, baby.We don't have much time.If you haven't made it yourself, let me help you.
As she said that, she knelt in front of me.
I tried to retreat, but the wash basin behind me blocked my retreat.
Rita's hand had grabbed my zipper and said: I know you need me, baby, hurry up and let Rita see your little guy.
Before I could stop her, she had already pulled her pants away halfway.
I have to admit that my cock couldn't help but erect when I saw Rita's beautiful face down from above and down.
Rita saw the bulge that was bulging rapidly at the front of my pants and giggled: I know you need me, my lover.
As she said that, she took out my penis and leaned over to hold my glans in her mouth.
No no, stop, Rita.You know it's wrong to do this.
Come on, my dear baby, why are you talking about right now?Even if we don't do it here, my husband will press your wife to the picnic table and fuck her from behind like a bitch.
Although reason tells me that I must firmly reject Rita, when her glans has been held in my mouth by a beautiful woman, how many men can sit still without being confused?
Rita's tongue and lips worked hard together, constantly sucking my hard penis. The huge pleasure invaded my whole body. I thrust my body and involuntarily thrust it in Rita's mouth.
I woke up until I shot all the thick semen into Rita's mouth. I put my hands on her shoulders and said: Rita, you are so crazy.
Then she pushed her to the floor.I walked around her and walked out of the bathroom.
After about an hour, the couple was about to say goodbye.
We sent them to the door and hugged them with the usual manners of our friends.
Rita said softly in my ear as she hugged me: I must get you, my lover, very soon!
After they left, I filled two beers in a row with restlessness. Marelli seemed to notice something, and she asked me: What's wrong?Do you feel uncomfortable?You look a little nervous.
I told her what happened in the bathroom just now, but she concealed the details of oral sex and ejaculation, and only said that Rita teased me in the bathroom and wanted to have sex with me.
Then I told her what Rita said to me when she danced that day.
I don't find it strange at all.
She said, I told you how I felt about her.Later, I stopped going out with her at night. One of the important reasons was that every time we went to play, she kept running out of the dance hall with the man who danced with her and ran to the parking lot.Although I never went to see what they were doing there, I believe they were not just going out to chat.how?Do you want to tell Chuck about this?
You must not tell him!Chuck loved her so much, and always missed her in his heart.I think he wouldn't believe it even if I told him, and, once he really discovered the fact that Rita was unfaithful to him, he would definitely hate me because it was me who told him that it was me who destroyed her beautiful image in his heart in the first place, and our friendship would end as a result.For me, this is a sure thing to lose no matter what you do.The only thing I can do now is to keep a distance from her as much as possible and not contact her alone.
Well, dear.If she treats you, she will treat other men as well.Then, one day, Chuck will find her herself.
Another few months have passed.
Although we still hang out with Chuck and Rita for two weeks, or drink and chat at my house, I never gave Rita and me the chance to be alone.
When we were playing together, she always stared at me. Whenever no one was paying attention and I happened to meet her eyes, she would tease me, stick out her tongue and lick her lips, or give me a blowing kiss.
Almost a year after Chuck returned from the army, we had an accident while working.That time, Chuck saved my life.
That day, just as I was standing downstairs of the casting workshop to check some technical data, I suddenly heard someone shouting loudly: Be careful, Robert!
Then, I felt my shoulders be hit hard and my body flew several meters away.
I lay on the ground in a daze and heard a rumbling sound. I quickly rolled around a few times. When I looked back at where I was standing, there was a pile of steel ingots weighing several tons on the floor.
Are you okay?
I looked up when I heard the sound and saw Chuck looking at me with concern.I shook my head, thinking there was no problem.I told him I was fine and asked him what the hell was going on.
It turned out that the lifting truck was transported from the stacking yard to the No. 3 blast furnace with the steel ingots being prepared to be cast. It suddenly broke down when it was halfway through the road. The steel ingots weighing dozens of 100 kilograms were thrown out of the hanging tray and were smashing down from above my head.
Chuck saw the urgent matter and shouted at me, then rushed over, his body hit my body, and we flew out together.
Chuck risked his life to save me, otherwise the workers were using mops to clean my broken body.
I think I owe you a bottle of beer.
I said to Chuck, feeling grateful.
Haha, no, I owe me three bottles.
As he said that, he stood up from the ground and reached out to pull me up.
Chuck and I were so drunk that night that I had to call Marelli to pick us up because we were too drunk to walk, let alone drive.
About a month after the accident, I was appointed as the work section chief and I would take the workers from 4pm to 12:30 in the afternoon to 12:30 in the evening to work.
Since Marelli works during the day and I go to work from afternoon to night, she is already asleep when I get home.
So, we can only eat, sleep and have sex together on weekends.
However, Mike, the daily shift director.
Taylor should retire after working for another year, and then I can take over him and go to day shift.
I talked to Marilli about my job changes and future changes. She believes that although neither of us likes to meet up on weekends, the benefit of working night shifts is that we can earn more money, so that our financial situation will improve greatly and we can also plan to have a child.
So, I decided to accept this appointment.
In this way, I started working on night shifts.
One Tuesday of about nine months, I was resting at home, and at about 11:45 pm, I received a call from Chuck, who was from the detention center, and he wanted me to save him.
I hurried to the detention center. It turned out that he had fought with someone and beat him very hard and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.
In our company, employees have to undergo random drug tests from time to time because we do not have an employee who has affected their work due to drug use or has an accident.
An employee will take the test at some time and he will be called to the company's clinic, pee in a test bottle, and then go back to work.
The next day, the test results came out. If there was no problem, he could continue to work in the company. If the test results were positive, he would be stopped.
That day, Chuck was drawn to the test.
When he came out of the clinic, he suddenly wanted to run home and shoot Rita.
However, when he returned home excitedly, he found that Rita was having an affair with a man.
Chuck was furious, he rushed over and beat the man hard. Seeing that something was wrong, Rita called the police while he was random.
After understanding the situation, I paid a fine for Chuck, handled him bail, and took him back to my home.
I arranged Chuck to rest in my room and didn't want him to go back to his apartment right away because I was worried that he would beat Rita again, so he should go to jail again.
Then I give it to Mike.
Section Chief Taylor called and told him the reason why Chuck didn't go back to work.
Then I called Marelly again and told her what had just happened.
To save Chuck from prison, I arranged for him to stay at my house for two days before letting him go back to his apartment.
Rita has moved from the apartment and taken away all the valuables, and no one has ever seen her since.
Chuck couldn't find her for a long time, so he had to sue for divorce.
After this incident, Chuck was very upset because he loved too much.
In order to help him through such a difficult time, I invite him to my house every weekend, and Marelli and I accompany him, hoping that he will be happier.
Three more months passed, Mike.Taylor retired, I took over his job and started working day shift again.
I was very happy because I could enjoy the wonderful night sex time with Marelli every night. We have been unable to live a normal couple life for more than a year because I have to go to work at night and take care of Chuck on weekends.
I will never forget the scene of that day.It was Saturday, and I will switch to work during the day the next week.
It was about 11:10 am and I was sitting next to the table reading the morning newspaper. Marelli walked over and sat opposite the table and said she wanted to say a few words to me.
I put down the newspaper in my hand, she stayed in my eyes for several minutes, and then slowly said: I am pregnant.
Oh, that's great, dear.
I said and stood up, trying to walk to the other side of the table to hug her.
She raised her hand and signaled me to stop and said: Don't be happy first.This kid is not yours.
What?What are you talking about?What do you mean by saying it's not mine?
I'm very sorry, Robert, we didn't have time to use condoms, this child is Chuck's.
shock!I fell to the chair and stared at her with my eyes straight.She didn't look at me, lowered her head, looked at the table, slowly telling about her and Chuck.
Three months ago, Marelli had been taking the birth control pills. Since she planned to have a baby in the end of May or early June of the next year, she always prepared condoms for me in advance on weekends and sometimes when I got off work early.
Usually, those condoms are always stored in our small medicine cabinet.
One night, I was already at work, and Chuck suddenly came to my house. He was drunk and in a bad mood. At this time, he needed comfort and care from others. So my wife, Marelly, let him sit in the room, bring him hot tea, and then sit beside him and talk to him.
As he spoke, Chuck burst into tears and said, "Why did she treat me like that?"How could she do something like that on her back?I love her so much, why did she betray me again and again?
Marelli held Chuck in her arms, gently stroked his back, and tried her best to comfort him.
I really don't know how it happened, Robert
Marelli said to me, Honestly, I really don't know.I only remember that I kissed him on the forehead and comforted him and said: OK, OK, don't be too sad, let everything pass.
Somehow, we started kissing and then had sex.He inserted it fiercely and fucked me hard.
He fucked me hard while crying in pain.
I was silently under his invasion and felt very sad about what happened.
I can't change what has happened, but I hope to calm him down as much as possible, so I hugged him tightly and told him that everything will pass and that life will continue.
Robert, can you understand the situation at that time?
I know this is a mistake.
Just as I hugged him tightly, trying to comfort him and calm him down, he was still thrusting hard in my body.
I really want to push him away, but I can't.
He moaned while fucking me: Damn, Rita, how could you treat me like this?
The more I said that, the harder he fucked, and I couldn't push him away at all.
In his subconscious, he probably treated me as Rita, so he treated the woman who deeply hurt him with a very fierce attitude.
While raping me fiercely, he rubbed my breasts hard and even bit my tongue hard. Finally, he shot all the semen into my body.
After finishing, he regretted it and kept begging me to forgive him, saying that he would stay with me all the time, wait for you to come back, confess everything to you, and tell you that it was his fault.
I know what such a thing means to the friendship between you and you, so I told him, stop mentioning this matter, just pretend that nothing has happened, and bury it in your heart forever and never mention it to anyone.
But the semen he left in my body prevented me from keeping this secret anymore, and I must tell you now, because I can’t wait nine months, and I secretly pray every day that the soon-to-be-born child should not have red hair like Chuck.
I sat there blankly, staring at her with tears.
The room was terriblely quiet, Marelli finally couldn't help but say: Speak Ah, Robert, please say something for God's sake.
I couldn't say anything, tears flowed down my cheeks, and I stood up and walked out of the room.
My mind was blank for the next few hours.
It was already 4:45 pm, and I sat in the car blankly. Outside the car was a small lake in the suburbs. I didn’t know how I got here.
I just sat in the car like this until the next morning, and I felt that living had no value. Everything I worked for had turned into insignificant soil, and I felt my mind and body were empty.
I drove to find the ATM, took out all my deposits, and drove onto the highway.
I kept driving like this, day after day until I spent all my money.
I stopped in a small town in Ohio, sold my car, and walked into the local recruitment office and applied to the army.
After a period of military training, only God and the army know where I was assigned.
I didn't call home and no one knew where I was.
The key to the problem is that I can never go back because I know very well that once I go back and meet Chuck, I will definitely kill him.
So, rather than being imprisoned, it is better to stay in the army.
So, what should Marelli do?
I never want to see her again. If she continues to live together, her bulging belly will remind me every day that she once betrayed me with my best friend.
On the one hand, that guy is like a brother and has saved my life; on the other hand, it is precisely he who ruined my life.
I really want to kill him, really, I want to kill him now than ever.
Chuck and I have known each other since we were young and we grew up on Dlandsey Street.
We went to school together, picked up girls together, and fought each other in a football team together. Our relationship was even closer than that of a brother.
Everyone knows that if anyone can't get along with Chuck, it's not going along with me; similarly, if anyone is my friend, it must be Chuck's friend.
Our relationship is so close that even picking up girls is shared together.
If Chuck had an appointment with a girl, he would tell me, and then I would stretch out my hand; if I had a girl, I would tell Chuck, and he would find a way to get her into bed.
In this way, we shared a lot of girls.
But the good times of school passed quickly.After graduation, I went to work in my father's forging factory, and Chuck didn't like the hard and heavy forging work, so he chose to join the army.
In the factory, I worked hard and made money. Soon, I bought myself a small apartment.
At this time, I started to go out to play with girls. I had some girlfriends and had sex with some of them, but none of them could give me a more special feeling until I met Marelli.
I met her at the company's Christmas party.
In fact, the only reason I went to the party was that they had to pay Christmas bonuses at the party. I originally planned to go there and wait to get the bonuses, so I immediately went elsewhere to find a more lively party to play, but I didn't expect to meet her.
I saw her sitting at a table with a newly hired temporary worker, and judging from the age of the man, I think he should be her dad, not her husband or boyfriend.
She didn't look amazing, but she still caught my attention.
I kept watching her, and she smiled at me occasionally when she turned around and her eyes were in contact with me.
I once heard that a smile can illuminate the world, but I have never seen such a smile before, and today I finally saw it.
I immediately gave up my original plan to leave early. When the first dance music was played, I immediately ran to her and invited her to dance with me.
She accepted my invitation happily, and when she stood up, I couldn't help but exclaim: Oh, my god!
When she sat, I didn't realize she had such a good figure.
Her tall figure, her plump breasts and hips filled her body with sexy temptation.
I was 6 feet 2 inches tall, and her nose was level with my chin.
Of course, she wore four-inch-high heels, but as a girl, she was quite tall.
From the shoes she wore, I know she is a very confident girl, because many tall girls dare not wear such high-ranking shoes. They are afraid of comparing boys and dare not approach them.
Her tall and upright figure in high heels seemed to be saying to me: Hi!I'm here, are you a real man?
Of course, I am not a yellow-mouthed child who has never seen the world. I hugged her in my arms, introduced myself to her, and asked: Are you married?
No.
Engaged?
No.
Have a fixed boyfriend?
No.
Is there anything you like in this room or you want to take you out for a date?
No.At least not yet.
Then, please allow me to invite you before everyone.
Well, I think you can be regarded as the first one, at least as a starter.
Good Ah.So in this case, men usually say this: May I ask, are you willing to have dinner with me tomorrow?I do.
And so, I started with Marelli.
Ashton.
Martin dating.
Our relationship has not developed very well, at least that's what I think.
Because I was not the only one who pursued her, but her attitude of being a real man was discouraged by many boys, but I persevered and eventually brought her home.
Later, it was time for the company to hold a Christmas party.
At the party, I hugged Marelli and danced with her, and I kissed her while dancing and knelt down to propose to her.
I don't know if she was surprised or embarrassed by it, but when I held a small velvet box and handed it to her, she opened the box, took out the wedding ring from it and handed it to me, asking me to put the ring on her fingers.
When I stood up, she hugged me tightly and gave me a passionate kiss.
Everyone present was moved by our love, cheering and applauding.
After several months of preparation, we finally had a simple and folk-filmed wedding in the first week of June.
Marelli works as secretary in the family insurance department of a large insurance company. After getting married, we decided to save all her salary after discussing it. When we have saved a certain amount, we will buy a larger house.
The apartment I live in is larger than hers, so she refunded her apartment and deposited the refunded apartment deposit in our bank account.
By the end of the year, I received a big Christmas bonus, so we bought a beautiful house with three bedrooms in the lot between her company and my forging factory.
Life is beautiful, I really like marriage life.
I really like to wake up in the morning and climb onto Marelli.
Every day after get off work, I can't wait to run home. After entering the door, I will hug my wife tightly, no matter what she is doing or where she is in.
Marelly belongs to me!
I am not stupid. I know that close contact with her every day makes her feel a little nervous and disgusted. She needs some personal space.
I knew her feelings, so I told her that if she had time, she could go out and play, at least once a night a week, and she thought I should have such space and time.
So we made a decision that we each went out with our friends one night a week, and we called it a night tour so we were two of us each night to be alone.
I set my time out on Thursday nights, while telling Marelly that she could choose to go out for dinner, drink, dance or something with her colleagues or the little sisters any day of the week.
We also talked about the children's issues, but we decided to wait and say that we should have children when we can truly take on such responsibilities.
We have to wait until we have a bigger house and then we have more experiences.
One night three years after Marrily and I were married, the phone rang at home.Marelli picked up the receiver.
Hello, my dear, it's for you, a man named Chuck.
Marily said to me with the receiver.
Now that Chuck has retired from the army and has returned to his hometown, he asked me if I have time to go to Riley's bar to have a few drinks, talk to him, and talk to him, because we haven't seen each other for four or five years since he joined the army.
The biggest change now is that I am already a married man.
I said to Chuck on the phone.
Needless to say, I will invite your wife to come.It's fair, because I'm going to take my bride over there too.
On the way to Riley's bar, I told Marelli about Chuck's situation and told her that we were both kids.
After entering the bar, I saw Chuck sitting in a corner near the back, his special red hair was still so eye-catching.
Seeing us coming, he stood up, greeted me enthusiastically, and hugged me with high and high, so intimate.
I introduced him to my wife Marelli and he also introduced us to his wife Rita.
Sitting down one by one, we chatted while drinking beer.
Chuck told us about his many experiences in the army, and I also told him some interesting stories about our middle school classmates and friends.
Finally, I asked him what plans he had when he came back, and he said he was still staying at home.
I've already talked to your dad Ferguson this afternoon, and I'll go to the forging factory to work next Monday.
Chuck said.
As we chatted, it was already very late, so we agreed to have dinner together on Saturday, and then go to the Glady Road House to drink and dance.
On the way home, I asked Marelly what she felt about Chuck.
She hesitated for a while and said: It seems to be pretty good, I like him very much.
Like him?Not them?
She hesitated for a while before saying: I don’t like her.
Oh, is there any special reason?
It's just a feeling.
Feel?What does it feel like?
She was a little too narcissistic.Didn't you notice it?She kept observing the men coming in and out to see if they noticed her.She also kept moving the chair to expose her legs to show the men who peeped her.I bet their marriage will not last long, I still bet that other men will soon intervene in their marriage.
Is this the price of women I have heard before? Just laugh, my baby, but please believe me, women know what women think.
On Saturday night, we invited Chuck and Rita to have a meal, then to drink and dance.
Although Marily doesn't have a good impression of Rita, it seems that they get along well.
In the next few months, as Chuck and I were friends who grew up playing, it was natural that the four of us played together often.
Chuck and Rita still live in the apartment, which happens to be the same as the apartment where Marelli and I used to live.
Since their apartment is relatively small, the four of us always gather at my house, we play poker, eat barbecue, etc.
Marelli and Rita have never really gotten close, but they are still a good friend on the surface.
They went out together several times and went to nightclubs to drink and dance.
One Saturday night, the four of us went to the Starlight Lounge together.
After a few drinks, I hugged Rita and danced on the dance floor.
I was completely intoxicated by the music, closed my eyes, and let my gentle dance steps take us around the dance floor.
Suddenly, Rita said softly in my ear: I want it.When did you take me to do Ah?
When will you take you to do what?
I opened my eyes and asked in surprise.
Make love Ah, dear.You need me, and I need you too.
At this moment, I suddenly realized that my penis was already erect in my pants and was rubbing against her thighs.I quickly took a step back and separated my body from hers.
She chuckled quietly and said: Don't worry, my lover.Your wife is facing away from us, and my husband won't notice it.
At this time, a dance music was over, and I quickly separated from Rita and pulled her back to our table.
We stayed there for another hour and I never invited Rita to dance with me again.
But whenever our eyes meet, she will give me a sweet smile and stick out her tongue and lick her lips.
I think I'm drinking too much or taking Rita's joke seriously?
However, I didn't mention this to Marelli.
One Sunday two weeks later, Chuck and Rita came to my house for a barbecue.
We were very happy together, eating and drinking while chatting.
Later, I went to the bathroom, put my urine and washed my hands, and just opened the door and prepared to come out, I suddenly saw Rita standing at the door.
She walked straight towards me, and I had to take a few steps back and return to the bathroom.
Rita followed in and locked the door back.
Rita, what are you going to do?
Shh, don't say anything, baby.We don't have much time.If you haven't made it yourself, let me help you.
As she said that, she knelt in front of me.
I tried to retreat, but the wash basin behind me blocked my retreat.
Rita's hand had grabbed my zipper and said: I know you need me, baby, hurry up and let Rita see your little guy.
Before I could stop her, she had already pulled her pants away halfway.
I have to admit that my cock couldn't help but erect when I saw Rita's beautiful face down from above and down.
Rita saw the bulge that was bulging rapidly at the front of my pants and giggled: I know you need me, my lover.
As she said that, she took out my penis and leaned over to hold my glans in her mouth.
No no, stop, Rita.You know it's wrong to do this.
Come on, my dear baby, why are you talking about right now?Even if we don't do it here, my husband will press your wife to the picnic table and fuck her from behind like a bitch.
Although reason tells me that I must firmly reject Rita, when her glans has been held in my mouth by a beautiful woman, how many men can sit still without being confused?
Rita's tongue and lips worked hard together, constantly sucking my hard penis. The huge pleasure invaded my whole body. I thrust my body and involuntarily thrust it in Rita's mouth.
I woke up until I shot all the thick semen into Rita's mouth. I put my hands on her shoulders and said: Rita, you are so crazy.
Then she pushed her to the floor.I walked around her and walked out of the bathroom.
After about an hour, the couple was about to say goodbye.
We sent them to the door and hugged them with the usual manners of our friends.
Rita said softly in my ear as she hugged me: I must get you, my lover, very soon!
After they left, I filled two beers in a row with restlessness. Marelli seemed to notice something, and she asked me: What's wrong?Do you feel uncomfortable?You look a little nervous.
I told her what happened in the bathroom just now, but she concealed the details of oral sex and ejaculation, and only said that Rita teased me in the bathroom and wanted to have sex with me.
Then I told her what Rita said to me when she danced that day.
I don't find it strange at all.
She said, I told you how I felt about her.Later, I stopped going out with her at night. One of the important reasons was that every time we went to play, she kept running out of the dance hall with the man who danced with her and ran to the parking lot.Although I never went to see what they were doing there, I believe they were not just going out to chat.how?Do you want to tell Chuck about this?
You must not tell him!Chuck loved her so much, and always missed her in his heart.I think he wouldn't believe it even if I told him, and, once he really discovered the fact that Rita was unfaithful to him, he would definitely hate me because it was me who told him that it was me who destroyed her beautiful image in his heart in the first place, and our friendship would end as a result.For me, this is a sure thing to lose no matter what you do.The only thing I can do now is to keep a distance from her as much as possible and not contact her alone.
Well, dear.If she treats you, she will treat other men as well.Then, one day, Chuck will find her herself.
Another few months have passed.
Although we still hang out with Chuck and Rita for two weeks, or drink and chat at my house, I never gave Rita and me the chance to be alone.
When we were playing together, she always stared at me. Whenever no one was paying attention and I happened to meet her eyes, she would tease me, stick out her tongue and lick her lips, or give me a blowing kiss.
Almost a year after Chuck returned from the army, we had an accident while working.That time, Chuck saved my life.
That day, just as I was standing downstairs of the casting workshop to check some technical data, I suddenly heard someone shouting loudly: Be careful, Robert!
Then, I felt my shoulders be hit hard and my body flew several meters away.
I lay on the ground in a daze and heard a rumbling sound. I quickly rolled around a few times. When I looked back at where I was standing, there was a pile of steel ingots weighing several tons on the floor.
Are you okay?
I looked up when I heard the sound and saw Chuck looking at me with concern.I shook my head, thinking there was no problem.I told him I was fine and asked him what the hell was going on.
It turned out that the lifting truck was transported from the stacking yard to the No. 3 blast furnace with the steel ingots being prepared to be cast. It suddenly broke down when it was halfway through the road. The steel ingots weighing dozens of 100 kilograms were thrown out of the hanging tray and were smashing down from above my head.
Chuck saw the urgent matter and shouted at me, then rushed over, his body hit my body, and we flew out together.
Chuck risked his life to save me, otherwise the workers were using mops to clean my broken body.
I think I owe you a bottle of beer.
I said to Chuck, feeling grateful.
Haha, no, I owe me three bottles.
As he said that, he stood up from the ground and reached out to pull me up.
Chuck and I were so drunk that night that I had to call Marelli to pick us up because we were too drunk to walk, let alone drive.
About a month after the accident, I was appointed as the work section chief and I would take the workers from 4pm to 12:30 in the afternoon to 12:30 in the evening to work.
Since Marelli works during the day and I go to work from afternoon to night, she is already asleep when I get home.
So, we can only eat, sleep and have sex together on weekends.
However, Mike, the daily shift director.
Taylor should retire after working for another year, and then I can take over him and go to day shift.
I talked to Marilli about my job changes and future changes. She believes that although neither of us likes to meet up on weekends, the benefit of working night shifts is that we can earn more money, so that our financial situation will improve greatly and we can also plan to have a child.
So, I decided to accept this appointment.
In this way, I started working on night shifts.
One Tuesday of about nine months, I was resting at home, and at about 11:45 pm, I received a call from Chuck, who was from the detention center, and he wanted me to save him.
I hurried to the detention center. It turned out that he had fought with someone and beat him very hard and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.
In our company, employees have to undergo random drug tests from time to time because we do not have an employee who has affected their work due to drug use or has an accident.
An employee will take the test at some time and he will be called to the company's clinic, pee in a test bottle, and then go back to work.
The next day, the test results came out. If there was no problem, he could continue to work in the company. If the test results were positive, he would be stopped.
That day, Chuck was drawn to the test.
When he came out of the clinic, he suddenly wanted to run home and shoot Rita.
However, when he returned home excitedly, he found that Rita was having an affair with a man.
Chuck was furious, he rushed over and beat the man hard. Seeing that something was wrong, Rita called the police while he was random.
After understanding the situation, I paid a fine for Chuck, handled him bail, and took him back to my home.
I arranged Chuck to rest in my room and didn't want him to go back to his apartment right away because I was worried that he would beat Rita again, so he should go to jail again.
Then I give it to Mike.
Section Chief Taylor called and told him the reason why Chuck didn't go back to work.
Then I called Marelly again and told her what had just happened.
To save Chuck from prison, I arranged for him to stay at my house for two days before letting him go back to his apartment.
Rita has moved from the apartment and taken away all the valuables, and no one has ever seen her since.
Chuck couldn't find her for a long time, so he had to sue for divorce.
After this incident, Chuck was very upset because he loved too much.
In order to help him through such a difficult time, I invite him to my house every weekend, and Marelli and I accompany him, hoping that he will be happier.
Three more months passed, Mike.Taylor retired, I took over his job and started working day shift again.
I was very happy because I could enjoy the wonderful night sex time with Marelli every night. We have been unable to live a normal couple life for more than a year because I have to go to work at night and take care of Chuck on weekends.
I will never forget the scene of that day.It was Saturday, and I will switch to work during the day the next week.
It was about 11:10 am and I was sitting next to the table reading the morning newspaper. Marelli walked over and sat opposite the table and said she wanted to say a few words to me.
I put down the newspaper in my hand, she stayed in my eyes for several minutes, and then slowly said: I am pregnant.
Oh, that's great, dear.
I said and stood up, trying to walk to the other side of the table to hug her.
She raised her hand and signaled me to stop and said: Don't be happy first.This kid is not yours.
What?What are you talking about?What do you mean by saying it's not mine?
I'm very sorry, Robert, we didn't have time to use condoms, this child is Chuck's.
shock!I fell to the chair and stared at her with my eyes straight.She didn't look at me, lowered her head, looked at the table, slowly telling about her and Chuck.
Three months ago, Marelli had been taking the birth control pills. Since she planned to have a baby in the end of May or early June of the next year, she always prepared condoms for me in advance on weekends and sometimes when I got off work early.
Usually, those condoms are always stored in our small medicine cabinet.
One night, I was already at work, and Chuck suddenly came to my house. He was drunk and in a bad mood. At this time, he needed comfort and care from others. So my wife, Marelly, let him sit in the room, bring him hot tea, and then sit beside him and talk to him.
As he spoke, Chuck burst into tears and said, "Why did she treat me like that?"How could she do something like that on her back?I love her so much, why did she betray me again and again?
Marelli held Chuck in her arms, gently stroked his back, and tried her best to comfort him.
I really don't know how it happened, Robert
Marelli said to me, Honestly, I really don't know.I only remember that I kissed him on the forehead and comforted him and said: OK, OK, don't be too sad, let everything pass.
Somehow, we started kissing and then had sex.He inserted it fiercely and fucked me hard.
He fucked me hard while crying in pain.
I was silently under his invasion and felt very sad about what happened.
I can't change what has happened, but I hope to calm him down as much as possible, so I hugged him tightly and told him that everything will pass and that life will continue.
Robert, can you understand the situation at that time?
I know this is a mistake.
Just as I hugged him tightly, trying to comfort him and calm him down, he was still thrusting hard in my body.
I really want to push him away, but I can't.
He moaned while fucking me: Damn, Rita, how could you treat me like this?
The more I said that, the harder he fucked, and I couldn't push him away at all.
In his subconscious, he probably treated me as Rita, so he treated the woman who deeply hurt him with a very fierce attitude.
While raping me fiercely, he rubbed my breasts hard and even bit my tongue hard. Finally, he shot all the semen into my body.
After finishing, he regretted it and kept begging me to forgive him, saying that he would stay with me all the time, wait for you to come back, confess everything to you, and tell you that it was his fault.
I know what such a thing means to the friendship between you and you, so I told him, stop mentioning this matter, just pretend that nothing has happened, and bury it in your heart forever and never mention it to anyone.
But the semen he left in my body prevented me from keeping this secret anymore, and I must tell you now, because I can’t wait nine months, and I secretly pray every day that the soon-to-be-born child should not have red hair like Chuck.
I sat there blankly, staring at her with tears.
The room was terriblely quiet, Marelli finally couldn't help but say: Speak Ah, Robert, please say something for God's sake.
I couldn't say anything, tears flowed down my cheeks, and I stood up and walked out of the room.
My mind was blank for the next few hours.
It was already 4:45 pm, and I sat in the car blankly. Outside the car was a small lake in the suburbs. I didn’t know how I got here.
I just sat in the car like this until the next morning, and I felt that living had no value. Everything I worked for had turned into insignificant soil, and I felt my mind and body were empty.
I drove to find the ATM, took out all my deposits, and drove onto the highway.
I kept driving like this, day after day until I spent all my money.
I stopped in a small town in Ohio, sold my car, and walked into the local recruitment office and applied to the army.
After a period of military training, only God and the army know where I was assigned.
I didn't call home and no one knew where I was.
The key to the problem is that I can never go back because I know very well that once I go back and meet Chuck, I will definitely kill him.
So, rather than being imprisoned, it is better to stay in the army.
So, what should Marelli do?
I never want to see her again. If she continues to live together, her bulging belly will remind me every day that she once betrayed me with my best friend.
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