(xi)
After Zhang Zijun’s departure, Zhang Yaqi experienced a pain she hadn’t felt in a long time.
It turns out that the unmeasured confusion and guilt in the mind can really turn into physical torture. At night, she could not fall asleep, and her chaotic dreams tossed her like a nightmare.
Jacqui struggled to wake up, covered in a cold sweat, thinking back to the dream she had just had, it was just hazy as if she couldn’t remember it, oh no, in fact she didn’t dare to remember it at all, nor did she want to think about it.
Looking around her, her husband was sleeping with his back turned, she wanted to pour out, to pour out the feelings in her heart, like it was once upon a time, but she knew that she couldn’t, that the secret would have to be kept deep in the abyss of oblivion.
It was almost dawn, and the hem of the thick curtains covering the balcony was faintly white. In the midst of her confusion, Yaki made up her mind to forget as quickly as possible, and to return her work, her emotions, her life… everything to normal.
Jacqui kept herself doubly busy at work to forget that it existed.
But someone hadn’t forgotten, and those who hadn’t forgotten were spying on Jacqui, and the next few days were going to be the most obscure and agonizing moments of her life.
Zhang Zijun called her at the office a few days later, when she was burying herself in a document.
“Wait… dial back later, it’s not convenient here.” Upon realizing it was him, Jacqui realized that her right hand, which was holding the cell phone, was shaking slightly, and a thin, trembling voice came out of her mouth. With a tone of deliberately feigned disinterest, she immediately got up, walked through the busy office, and ducked into the stairwell of the building. It was already private, and no one would be there during business hours. Jacqui felt her heart skip a beat, wondering how she would react later.
Soon, the churning cell phone shifted her back to reality.
“Hello, it’s me…” Zhang Zijun’s words had an exuberant air of exuberance.
He was already in Los Angeles, and after settling in and calculating the time difference, he dialed her cell phone. First, he chatted about the company over there, and Jacqui listened quietly, knowing him as she did, making small talk before slowly cutting to the chase, she needed to get it over with.
Yaqi gently mentioned that international calls were expensive and had been talked about for some time, and there was about a moment of silence from Zhang Zijun on the other end.
“Can I see you on my way back?”
That’s the point.
Jacqui closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
“It’s over, we all have our own lives to lead, I think it’s over.” Without waiting for a response, she cut the connection abruptly.
Fiddling with one of the earrings in her hand, Jacqui was instantly relieved, with an icy new clarity, as she tossed it into the trash can.
-Yes, it’s over. –
Jacqui said to herself. Lifting her wrist, she looked at her watch; it was over an hour before noon.
What’s going on these days? Revenge on your husband? Maybe! Enjoying sex? Maybe!
Gonna give him a chance?
No. – No! –
Jacqui firmly said no to herself once more.
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Walking out of the stairwell, Yaqi walked straight back to her office when she was suddenly attracted by the silhouette that appeared in the corner and couldn’t help but stop in her tracks. Manager Liao was talking to a man in a fine voice, and when he saw Yaqi coming, he quickly waved his hand to try to fan away the smell of smoke.
“Good morning, Ms. Chang.”
“Ah! Good morning!”
Jacqui, who saw who the other man was, frowned slightly in confusion and continued to raise her step forward. Another man with a slightly darker complexion, messy hair, and a very stocky figure that looked a bit like a bear, opened his mouth at that moment as well.
“Hello, Ms. Chang.”
“His last name is Ye.” Manager Liao said.
The man stretched out his hairy hand, based on politeness, Yaqi had to stop and smile and reach out to shake it. To Yaqi, she just wanted to shake her hand a little to say hello, but she didn’t expect that Mr. Ye not only didn’t let go immediately, but also gripped her hand a little harder.
Yaki nodded with a good deal of force and withdrew the hand that was held tightly. Although she withdrew her hand, when she thought of those hands that were a bit sticky and wet, unpleasant feelings couldn’t help but well up in her heart.
-The first thing you have to do later is to wash your hands well…
After releasing their grip on Jacqui’s hand, the two didn’t speak, surveying the beautiful Jacqui.
Of course, she was used to this kind of thing, but looking at the man’s eyes, that kind of longing, lustful eyes, Ya Qi how can not accept, just the way he looked at his own proud legs is already enough to make people feel uncomfortable.
“I’ll go about my business.” Jacqui left with a slight smile.
Looking at Yaqi’s departing slim figure, the jade legs under the light gray narrow skirt, made the two men couldn’t help but gulp a little, projecting over the obscene eyes, as if she was no longer wearing a dignified suit, but as if she had already been completely naked.
“Just the pictures? Didn’t I say the VCR was inside the third drawer in my office?”
“How am I supposed to open the door if it’s locked securely? It’s not like I was given a key.”
“It’s not on flash, the light is blurry and unclear, is it useful to take it out?”
“That’s okay, I’ll shoot another great reel in a few days. Hee… hee… hee… thanks, brother.” The man named Ye smiled wistfully.
“Alas, old classmates, but also rely on you to report to me this news, so Luo, the sweetness will first give you a taste.”
The two continued to exchange words, whispering without knowing what they were discussing. Manager Liao’s gaze stared hard at Ya Qi’s slightly twisted buttocks, a lecherous flavor in his eyes.
Listening to the two whispering behind her, Jacqueline walked quickly to the restroom in displeasure. Suddenly, she remembered something strange… that… what’s his name… Mr. Yap… right! If Mr. Ip was a client, why didn’t they meet in the parlor instead of sneaking around the corner?
-Forget it. Mind your own business.
Jacqui just wanted to get her hands clean, and she was preoccupied with something else.
Entering the restroom, which was empty, she went into the cubicle, tore off the film pads from the lid, lifted her skirt, removed her stockings and panties and sat on the toilet. Jacqui let out a breath and pulled a pair of pads out from underneath her, nervously looking down to examine the colors in them.
“It’s okay! It’s a relief.” Ya Qi mentally breathed a sigh of relief. Although the entanglement with Zhang Zijun was within the safety period, she still felt uneasy and did not want any after-effects.
Jacqui gently bit her lower lip before grabbing a Kleenex and wiping it off. Putting back on her panties and stockings, she casually tossed the pads into the trash. She looked in the mirror.
-No problem. –
She said to herself, walking out pleasantly.
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“That’s it then, I’ll bring you the information in a few days… yes… yes… yes, those are the records. Also, according to the rules of the trade, the balance will be…” A low male voice came over the microphone.
“Okay, I will settle the money, thank you this time.” Zhaolin put down the phone, and it was like putting down a big stone in his heart.
It turns out that since the cold war with Yaqi, Zhaolin he was busy with his career, on the other hand, he also Yaqi’s late return to the suspicion. Come to think of it, he is also at fault, also want to make up with his wife, but every time either his wife is not yet back, or when he comes back to see his wife’s tense face can not open the mouth, so restlessness and suspicion make Zhaolin began to be paranoid.
Yaqi’s behavior was suspicious, but it was too painful to question her face to face. Of course, Zhaolin hoped that he was being paranoid.
Worrying was not enough, he thought of the young lady who had come to his home that day: Yu Jiazhen.
So he asked her for information, and this was the only person he knew around Jacqui, not to mention they were old classmates.
The two asked out to talk, Zhaolin only know his wife late home really is often overtime, or after work to pull friends shopping.
But when Yu Jiazhen mentioned a new male coworker, Zhaolin felt a wave of jealousy rise from his heart like a pillar of fire, making it difficult for him to breathe. But he pressed on and asked calmly.
“Actually, they’re nothing, it’s still just like a big sister taking care of her little brother.” Yu Jiazhen said savagely.
This answer failed to quench the fire in his chest, but instead caused Zhaolin’s jealousy to erupt.
Seeing the uncertainty on Zhaolin’s face, Yu Jiazhen wiped a hint of laughter in her eyes, and she offhandedly mentioned that she would like to simply find a private detective.
Just now that call is with the private detective call. He told the private detective, he will go abroad to leave, and then by the private detective to follow the monitor to investigate in the end their wives have no back of their own cheating things.
After spending months and hundreds of thousands of dollars, the result finally came, and the answer was… no! He was so relieved to hear this answer. What followed was guilt, and his own stupidity.
Zhaolin lying on the bed repeatedly play since these days, at this time in the heart only a lump, he thought of Yu Jiazhen this woman. Since he asked her about his wife’s whereabouts, perhaps because of the bitterness in his heart, the two of them have become friends who can talk about anything, but of course, considering each other’s identities, this is a secret between the two of them.
Perhaps the jealousy of his wife to enhance the libido, coupled with the young and strong, in the case of unable to Yan good with his wife, he had an ambiguous relationship with Yu Jiazhen. I do not know whether it is their own or the other party’s initiative, just a few times later, they went to the hotel.
Every time the rendezvous at the last moment, Yu Jiazhen always did not let him enter the body, and only used oral sex to achieve another kind of orgasm between the sexes.
“I don’t like using condoms and I don’t want to get pregnant yet.” Yu Jiazhen took the toilet paper and spit out the cum in her mouth.
Does this count as an affair? Should it count? Is it? But it didn’t go inside me. Do I still love her? Of course I do! Then do I love Yu Chia-Chin? I don’t think so! I don’t love her at all. I just want to use her to fulfill my regrets, and it seems like she started it. Since I don’t share my love for her with anyone else, and I don’t have real sex with anyone else, I don’t think it’s an affair, and I haven’t done anything wrong to her, right?
Now he’s trying to find some excuse to cover up his blame for Jacqui.
Just a few days ago the two of them went on another date to Beitou, and it was on that occasion that Yu Jiazhen opened her mouth and gently stirred the white mucus in her mouth with her tongue, pulling strands of mucus back and forth.
“Want me to swallow it?” Yu Jiazhen winced and laughed. Little by little, she carefully swallowed one mouthful at a time, and at the end, she stuck out her tongue to bring in some of the remaining liquid around her lips… “Has Yuki ever done this?” Yu Jiajin asked.
Of course not, even sucking his husband’s cock only once or twice, and unwillingly, let alone ejaculating in his mouth and swallowing it with gusto.
“Heh… heh…” Thinking about this, Zhaolin only felt sadness in his penis, and the guilt and apologies he had felt for his wife had been thrown out of the window.
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“There was the sound of a door slamming shut, and Zhaolin jumped back in shock.
Yaqi came back, working overtime again, I think, it’s past nine o’clock. But she didn’t walk into the bedroom right away, lying on the bed Zhaolin pretended to be asleep, concentrating his mind, and perked up his ears, listening to the movement in the next room.
The footsteps sounded a little disorganized, and it wasn’t long before Jacqui came into the bedroom, then took off her coat and hung it in the closet.
“You’re back.”
“Oh, I’ve been busy with the case these past few days… Have you eaten? I haven’t eaten either. Why don’t you take a shower first? You can eat when you’re done”
“I washed it. There’s something to eat.”
The two of them looked at each other, Yaqi didn’t know how to pick up the conversation again, and Zhaolin stopped talking.
“I’ll go see what’s available.” Jacqui walked to the kitchen to prepare the food. The apartment wasn’t really that big, and to call it a kitchen was nothing more than a corner of the living room with a running counter, refrigerator, and then a cabinet to separate it.
Zhaolin also went to the kitchen to watch at Yaki’s back, looking at the thighs that flashed their muscular lines from time to time.
“It’s still your legs that are beautiful!” Zhaolin muttered to himself, unknowingly comparing Yu Jiazhen to Ya Qi.
“What is it?” Jacqui asked back.
“No… no.” Zhaolin panicked, not daring to make another sound.
Not long after, the dumplings started to cook, looking at the hot dumplings, Zhaolin was really hungry.
“There’s nothing left in the fridge but frozen dumplings that haven’t been eaten yet, so just eat it all up. There’s no more hot sauce, so just dip it in soy sauce.”
Picking up his chopsticks, under Yaqi’s gaze, Zhaolin concentrated on eating, having just blurted out his words to make him feel weak.
“Aren’t you going to eat?”
Yaqi finally showed a little smile and also picked up her chopsticks and put one in her mouth. The two of them stopped talking and took one bite after another, downing the whole plate of dumplings.
Jacqui collected the plates.
“I’ll wash it.” Zhaolin took it and was about to say something when she had already turned and walked back to the bedroom.
“I’m going to take a shower first.”
Zhaolin listened sideways to the room movement, suddenly there is no sound, but a few moments later heard the sound of the faucet to release water. Putting down his plate and walking in, Zhaolin quietly probed, the door was left open and half hidden, only to see Yaqi undressing. Zhaolin laid back down on the bed, and then for a good twenty minutes. Suddenly, the door was opened and Yaqi walked in.
He opened his eyes slightly to peek at her, only to see that Jacqui was wearing a pair of panties. She then took her pajamas out of the bedroom closet and put them on, then closed the closet door. She turned off the lights and turned on a small lamp, then lay down on the bed.
It’s still the same as before, one lying on his back and one sleeping on his side.
Holding his breath and quietly listening to his wife’s breathing, Zhaolin rolled over and looked sideways at his wife’s back. Thin neck, rounded shoulders, body through a layer of tulle pajamas, curves in the dim light to see very clearly.
The carnal desire was stirred again, just how to break the deadlock? Zhaolin hurt his brain.
When she was in a difficult situation, Jacqui, who had her back turned to this side, gave an “Eh!” sighed, bent her back, and twisted her waist a little.
Zhaolin, who couldn’t stand it, said, “Have you been busy lately?”
“Uh, okay. I’m sorry, I’ve had to catch up lately and the client was being picky, so I had to work late.” Jacqui explained, and she rolled over onto her back.
“Never mind.” With that, his body turned toward his wife, reaching up to caress the cheek, rubbing it gently.
“How’s your company doing? It’s still going well on the mainland, right?”
“Not bad.”
The two looked at each other silently, all in silence.
Jacqui was speculating in her mind, and so was Zhaolin, but his cock was swelling and he was eager to deal with the sexual imperative first.
It’s funny how whenever a man wants to talk to a woman about his heart, somehow it ends up as wanting to yen well with her.
“Tired, aren’t you? Let me massage you.” Zhaolin said suddenly.
He climbed up, pulling Jacqui’s body over so that she was lying on her back, kneading her shoulders. Yaqi felt a cold shoulder, and then immediately restored a layer of warmth, but her husband was using the palm massage, from the rounded shoulders slowly down, caressing her arm, from top to bottom, and then back up, to say inexhaustible pity and precious love.
Zhaolin moved his hand to his wife’s back, gently massaging her through her pajamas and applying gentle pressure with his thumb.
Jacqui was half asleep with her eyes closed, enjoying her husband’s services.
“Does it feel any better?”
“Eh, much better.” A lazy tone of voice, mushy. Yaqi’s heart throbbed, and her delicate demeanor increased. Zhaolin’s lust was growing, and he only wanted to vent it quickly.
He did a one hundred and eighty degree flip of her body and Jacqui was cooperative, changing positions with her eyes closed.
The bowl-shaped breasts were white and luscious, standing up through the sweaty muslin, and Jacqui felt the hem of her nightgown roll up, and ran both hands to her waist, trying to peel off her panties.
“No!” Yaqi suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the hand that was touching her waist, startling Zhaolin.
“I… remember… that came today… I want to rest early, okay?”
“That?” Hearing this Zhaolin fell back onto the bed like a deflated ball.
Seeing this, Jacqueline couldn’t bear to lean her warm body against him and wanted to apologize, but she didn’t know how to say it, so she took actions instead of words. Sighing softly with open lips, she wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck and kissed him gently, scratching her chest with her slender fingers and murmuring, “So… is this okay?”
She stroked Zhaolin’s skin lovingly and slowly moved downward, stopping at his waistline and pulling down his pants to play with that baby. Under her gentle wiping, Zhaolin only felt his entire body relax, and made a strange sound in his throat.
How could he let off steam after such a stimulus? As he thought of something, he clenched his teeth and said in a low voice, “I… I… I… ah… wife… can I use my mouth?”
Jacqui was slightly stunned and slowed down her movements to sit up, her fingers resting on that front end suddenly felt wet and sticky, with semen already spilling out. She hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly rubbed off the sperm with her fingers, then bent down with her eyes closed.
The furious stalk of meat was shoved into the wet, soft mouth, one hand still holding the lower half of the shaft as the mouth began to slowly suck and lick. Jacqui was bent over Zhaolin’s legs, her furious column of flesh squirming against her cheeks, and through her sweaty, snug pajamas, she could see that her breasts were somewhat deformed by the pressure.
“So… so good… so comfortable… oh… mmm… mmm… mmm…” Zhaolin’s eyes and legs were enjoying his wife’s service, and it was really pleasurable.
Still, it’s a bit of a shame, a little bit of a shame.
-It’s better if Jazen has a good mouth.
That’s something he didn’t say.
(xii)
People say she has a mistress face.
The first time someone said that was in high school. Yu Jiazhen was shopping with her classmates, and when they were done, they stopped at a fast food restaurant. The group was happily playing around, and a group of boys around them looked at them from time to time.
Then one of the female classmates traveling with her looked at her quietly, and suddenly this line came out.
She looked in the mirror, left and right, the standard goose egg face, is to stay any hairstyle look good sample face; eyes, said double eyelids look thin, upward to the angle of the forehead, but anyone praised the phoenix eyes, people often say ‘hanging eyes’, most likely this is the case.
Her nose is kind of straight, and her nostrils don’t have the so-called openings towards the sky that leak money in numerology, but it’s her mouth, which is often the place that is criticized.
In the olden days, lips like hers, which weren’t exactly small and a little thick, were definitely labeled as a symbol of good kink and corruption.
She lit a cigarette and looked at herself in the mirror amidst the curling smoke, “Mistress face…” She smiled a wide smile, not daring to speak of her national color, but more or less a delicate element.
“It’s true that I’ve really become a mistress.”
Mistresses, by their very name, are supposed to be products of love! What was love all about? She didn’t understand.
Chasing hard after love, in return, is it really love?
She remembers the man who was not her husband, the man who was her best friend’s husband.
Love? Who knows love?
She thought of her own mother, who was also like herself in some ways, and had all the mistress-face factors she needed. Both mother and daughter were born with the face of a mistress and the life of a mistress?
I think about when I was a kid and everyone else had a dad who came home for dinner but her. Just an “uncle.”
He would routinely come to the house. Her mother told her to call him “Daddy,” but she didn’t, cowering behind her mother, clutching her skirt and staring at this familiar stranger.
Whenever the uncle came, mom seemed to be in a particularly happy mood, as if the temper tantrums of the last few days and the appearance of dropping things were all pretend. When the uncle came to their house, they just ate and watched TV, and mom was busy with her work, looking so happy. Then after the uncle left, the mom started to lose her temper and break things again.
She was not allowed to know what her uncle and her mother were doing, but occasionally she still peeked from outside the bedroom and the kitchen to see what they were doing.
She was blinded to understand what it all meant.
Then, just one day after this uncle hadn’t come back for a long time, her mom put a few bloody scratches on her wrist.
When she looks at her mother’s last picture at the funeral, she vows never to repeat her own mother’s mistakes. A distant relative took her in. The relative was poor and her uncle didn’t look at her quite right. She knew she wouldn’t stay long, and when she went to college, she could leave.
She had just gotten into high school that year.
The vow didn’t last long. When she was a freshman in college, a rich middle-aged man took her on. He was a customer at the restaurant where she worked, and after a few visits, he asked her very seriously about her wishes. She looked at the wedding ring on his finger and thought about her tuition for the next semester.
“You have a mistress face.” He lay panting with exasperation, pinched her nipple and chuckled.
This is the second time I’ve heard someone say it to her.
Being a mistress in the end left her with a ludicrous sense of powerlessness.
An old professor in the department paid special attention to her, always looking out for her. She doesn’t want to pay any attention to him, but after all, if she wants to graduate, she has to get his nod.
Just inside the professor’s study, she pulled up her dress and was about to take it off.
“You have a mistress face.” The professor, who was staring at her lustfully, ventured the phrase, the third time he had heard someone say it to her.
When she got a job after graduation, she immediately dumped the gold-digger who was underwriting her and let him hold her back with a handful of sniffles and tears.
Even though guilt was rising in a corner of her heart, after all, he had provided for her for the past four years, so that she could make ends meet. But she took the betrayal for granted and didn’t care so much, rather it was the relief of being free of her ‘mistress’ status and baggage that gave her a sense of relief.
Later on, she has been living alone like this, without contacting men, no matter how old or young the man who pursues her is, she treats it as a nuisance fly and doesn’t care about it. Until a good colleague got married, her husband turned out to be her college classmate, a very strange coincidence.
She remembers him, remembers the sunny boy. She was jealous of her, jealous of the newlywed young woman.
So… finally she made that sunny boy fall under her skirt again!
She sighed. Looking at herself, she really didn’t know whether to complain that she had been born with the face of a mistress, or to be angry that she had subconsciously headed down this path, silently accepting this perpetual lack of a name.
When you have a relationship, you crave love; when you have love, you want the sense of belonging that comes with marriage.
What to do?
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“Jazen, how about it? Let’s sleep over at my place tonight.” Yaki patted her shoulder.
“Okay. Damn piggy, wants us to visit a client in Kaohsiung and can only give one day of travel, so we’ll have to leave early tomorrow morning. By the way what about your husband?” Twisting out her cigarette, Jiajin turned back to her.
“It’s okay for him to go sleep in the living room. You’re his classmate, so of course you’re good to talk.”
“By the way, did you go to cheer Liao Zijun last Saturday?” A sly look shot into Yaqi’s face.
“No.” Jacqui looked calm.
“That’s right. I heard from Hyerin and the girls in the office that there was supposed to be a farewell party last Saturday, but it turned out that the main character didn’t show up and they couldn’t get in touch with anyone. Do you know about that, Jacqui?”
“I don’t know.” Jacqui shrugged with indifference. “Lately Manager Liao has been saying that our female coworkers often hide in the women’s dressing room to slack off, so we’d better get back to our positions before he rolly rolly talks.”
Jacqui pulled her along and hurried out of the dressing room.
-There must be something strange about her! -Jiajin followed behind, her sixth sense told her so.
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Wow, if it isn’t my goddess of worship ~ Ms. X. Great, I finally see you again.
In the past, I used to see you on my way to school, and you know what, the moments of commuting every morning were the happiest moments of my life.
Your lips, your breasts, your legs, are what bring me energy for the day.
It’s just that then I moved and stopped commuting on the same MRT as you. I’m so frustrated and disappointed.
Do you realize that since we parted, I’ve been unable to get pleasure from masturbation, and your image is fading so much that I actually forgot what your legs looked like in stockings.
Oh, my God! How cool is this going to be!
I can’t believe I got to meet you in this train today. Oooh, great, what a lucky day!
Well, without further ado, maybe you’re about to get off the bus. Make time.
Looking at it from the front first, with legs folded over each other, Si, this is just the most beautiful way to sit.
I looked slightly to the side… so that in addition to seeing more of the thigh, I could almost see the end of the beautiful leg.
Then I walked to the side of your seat, holding the railing beside you, and looked down from above, so that I could not only see the whole beautiful legs, but also the rounded lines on both sides of the buttocks.
Then again I pretend to tie my shoes and sneak a peek towards your thighs, eek, you can see a little bit of stitching under the pulled up skirt.
Oooooooh I’m so happy! It would be nice if you could move your body back a little more, Ms. X.
Wait a minute! Here it comes! Finally, it’s time for me. The crossed legs are switching positions!
Whew~~! ～～Wow! ～～～Boss, Ms. X is wearing white panties, I saw it…!
Woohoo, life is just too good.
Hey, who’s that other lady sitting next to you and laughing with you?
Black suit, black pantyhose, black heels on her feet, and long dark hair, everything was black.
Well, it was the legs that were the most fascinating, the even flesh of the legs stretched into a perfect curve in the stockings.
Her face was so luscious too, peeking inside the collar with a little bit of black lace.
Wow! Even the bra is black, so this is just perfect!
Whoo! Whoo! Oh, oh, oh, oh! My heart is pounding, I’m crazy about you too, Ms. X. I don’t mean to betray you, but…
“Hey! Why are you looking at me stupidly?” Jiajin suddenly looked up and glared at a man beside him in a questioning tone.
“I…” said the boy in high school uniform, his face red and unable to speak. The other passengers also looked over.
The train stopped and the boy took the opportunity to rush out.
“What’s going on?” Jacqui probed Jazen suspiciously.
“Pfft, little pervert!” Jia Zhen frowned and cursed lightly.
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He was really startled when he saw the two of them enter the door together.
Zhaolin stammered a greeting while wondering in his mind why they would come back home together, apprehensively and carefully observing, he saw them talking and laughing, a look of enthusiastic sisters, not like they were coming to ask for trouble because their deeds had been exposed.
Jazen had his luggage in his hand and didn’t know what he was going to do.
Ya Qi said: “Remember, this is your old classmate, Ms. Yu Jia Zhen, the one who came to our house for dinner last time.”
Jia Zhen was generous, to him to extend a delicate hand, he panicked in his pants wiped his sweaty hands, very polite and gently shook, his eyes inadvertently cast to another side, avoiding her brightly colored face.
But I heard her laugh and say, “Do you remember me? This time will not hold the wrong person.”
After saying that, he winked at her playfully, and Jacqui followed suit with a giggle as the two of them headed for the kitchen with a large bag of things.
“We’re having fondue today.”
Excusing himself to get the evening paper and running downstairs, he had to think about what he was going to do later. Yaki answered casually, and Jazen didn’t even look at him, just took the food and put it in the sink.
What do they have in mind? I’m overthinking it. Jazen is just a guest.
“It’s not ready yet, just wait a little longer.” When they returned to the room, they saw Jacqui messing around in the kitchen while Jia Zhen was setting up the pots and pans.
This meal was really tasteless to Zhaolin, only to see him quietly hiding aside to eat like a little daughter-in-law.
“Hubby, tomorrow Jia Zhen and I will be taking an early morning flight south on business, so I’m going to ask Jia Zhen to stay at our house tonight so that we don’t have to rendezvous and waste time.”
-She’s gonna sleep here? -They’re going to sleep here?
“So lo, I’ll just trouble you to sleep in the living room, okay?”
-Dare I say no? –
After eating, the two of them, Ya Qi and Jia Zhen, were in the living room talking about tomorrow’s work, and he had no place to go, so he had to hide back in his bedroom.
Lying on the bed Zhaolin could even hear his own heartbeat, not only his hands were wet, even his inner thighs were wet with sweat.
I thought that they couldn’t possibly know and act as if nothing had happened, right? It’s not like they’re in a movie. But if Jia Zhen were to tell them all, or if she were to accidentally reveal something, it would be hard to fix things. He stared up at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, hearing a murmur of conversation coming from next door from time to time.
Jacqui entered the room! He hurriedly closed his eyes tightly, the less he talked the less danger he was in at the moment, and then suddenly “tsk”
He opened his eyes and saw that Jia Zhen’s gorgeous face was looking at him with a smile on her face.
He broke out in a cold sweat and whispered, “How dare you!” And then quickly lowered the already deep voice: “Where is she?”
“She’s busy revising her proposal.” Jia Zhen’s eyes were all smiles, a look of mischief succeeded, he was scared of the gnashing of teeth, but could not be attacked.
“You…”
“Don’t worry, I just came in to use the restroom.” Another nibble on his nose.
He lay in bed sweating, gasping for breath, listening to his own heartbeat, not knowing whether to be complacent or terrified that he was in the same house as his wife and her lover, and that it was so peaceful.
“Ah!” Jia Zhen unexpectedly went to the toilet without closing the door behind her! She was seen sitting on the toilet with a smile on her face, looking up at herself.
Jia Zhen stood up, only to see a handful of hairy triangles hanging upside down on her snow-white skin, and she was in no hurry to put back on the panty stockings that had come off at her knees, slowly and methodically picking up a Kleenex and wiping her lower body.
With a grunt, Zhaolin swallowed. Goodness, where else could I hide? Right, the balcony! Zhaolin pulled open the door and walked out to the balcony, passing the living room where Jacqui was buried in front of her laptop, not paying attention to him. He shivered at the cool night breeze.
He heard Ya Qi’s light and bright voice: “Jia Zhen, do you want to take a shower first?”
-It’s all right for today, but what about later? -What’s going to happen then?
Trouble is not finished, Zhaolin suddenly feel someone from behind to embrace the waist to stop themselves, a burst of fragrance to the nose, a pair of hands touched down, pull down their pants pulling the refining.
“Don’t worry, Jacqui is in the shower. Do you want it? With your hands? Or with your mouth?” Jiajin exhaled sweetly behind her ear.
Zhaolin’s hands were wet again.
Afterword: The first paragraph of this one was originally written, but it just couldn’t be inserted. The high school student in the middle of the paragraph is the first episode’s runner, the idea is from a certain manga, I thought it was funny, so I used it as the plot of the series.
“So, did the business trip go well?” Upper class Jiajin hurriedly came over to inquire.
Yesterday was originally going to go down to the south with her on a business trip, I did not realize that before the trip Jia Zhen even reported sick, had no choice but to entrust her to her husband to take care of, go alone.
-Husband is also really strange, but just asked him to send Jia Zhen to the hospital, but even pushed back, not at all concerned about their old classmates. –
-Right, from the day Jia Zhen borrowed the room, Zhaolin’s demeanor has been strange and unnatural. – “That goes without saying, with our Assistant Manager Zhang in charge, of course it’s no problem.” The assistant lady within the department grabbed the words and pulled Yaqi’s mind back.
“Assistant manager? Don’t talk nonsense, the words are not even in the eight yet, beware of gossip.” Yaqi hurriedly denied it.
“What does it matter, there is news that in the personnel review a few days ago, a high-ranking supervisor recommended you to be promoted to associate manager, and you negotiated a big business deal on your business trip yesterday, so if you are not to be promoted, who is to be promoted?” Colleagues gathered around echoed.
Yaqi only smiled and did not say anything, back to his own desk, saw on the table there is a kraft envelope, no seal and no stamps and postmarks, on the top of the scribble handwriting, written “Ms. Zhang personally”.
“What is it?” Opening it up inside were a couple photos along with a note.
The first photo shows a woman standing on the side of the road with a luxury RV parked next to her as she prepares to get in.
The second one shows a car getting ready to drive into a mansion, and judging by the color and style, it should be the same as the car in the previous photo.
The third shows the woman getting out of the car, the time is shown to be the next day, and the woman’s clothes have not been changed.
All three of these are telephoto shots, and things in the photos are a bit blurry and not really visible.
Cold sweat broke out all over Yaki’s body, she knew what this was! She fumed until the department assistant came over and knocked on the cubicle and said, “Ms. Zhang, everyone is waiting for you.”
“Whoa, I’ll be right there.” Casually perfunctory.
She talked to the mail girl: “Do you know where this envelope came from? Who put it on my desk?”
That night studying night school little sister a little worried about asking: “I do not know ah, the company’s mail I have registered the receipt and dispatch number, maybe I missed it. Maybe I missed it. Otherwise, bring it to me and I’ll re-register it.”
“No, no, no need.” It seemed like it was not going to get an answer.
Jacqui was no longer interested in going to work this day, and time seemed to be passing exceptionally slowly.
That day after work, after washing her hair and taking a shower, she sat in the living room in front of the TV for a long time, until her back was sore and stiff.
“Thinking about what?” Zhaolin leaned in and ruffled the ends of Yaki’s hair with his fingers.
“Nothing, bothered by business.” Jacqui inclined her head tactfully.
A glance at the slightly open front of his wife’s chest, then at her serious, mute expression.
“I have to fly to the mainland this Thursday, and I’ll probably be back next Wednesday. I’ll transfer back to Taiwan later to specialize in this side of things, so I shouldn’t be away from home so often.”
“That’s good.” Jacqui looked distracted.
“I’m going to bed, you go to bed early too.”
His wife was in a bad mood tonight and didn’t have time to pay attention to him. Forget it, Zhaolin kissed his wife’s forehead with a helpless face and walked back to the bedroom to sleep.
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Where did the envelope come from? Jacqui wanted to bust a gut.
It could be one of the company or it could be from outside.
She’s about to be promoted to assistant manager of the company’s sales department. Could these photos be vilification by someone trying to bring her down?
Judging from the angle of the photo, it should have been taken secretly. Thinking that someone was secretly spying on her, Ya Qi shuddered! She regretted her carelessness and letting someone catch her in the act!
What is that man up to? Threats! Blackmail! Things were clear, and this man behind the curtain decidedly had no good intentions. The horror, the vague fear, could not be told to her husband, though he was within a stone’s throw.
-This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have indulged myself in betraying Zhaolin! Will Zhaolin forgive me? -I don’t know.
-Will! It won’t! –
Jacqui kept asking, each time she blamed herself, it was a sentence that stung her insides, but she kept asking as if that punishment would lessen the sentence of guilt.
The note had no specific text, just a time, this very Friday, an address, an appointment to meet her there, and two hundred thousand dollars in cash with her.
-Do you want to go on that nameless date? -I love my home, I love my husband, and I also love my job.
Jacqui had a decision to make.
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In his sleep, Zhaolin felt a warm, soft body snuggle up to him.
“Eh, what’s wrong? Still awake.” He opened his eyes slightly to see that it was Yaqi, and Zhaolin, who reached out to turn on the light, was stopped by her.
Jacqui’s lips, lifted a few times, as if she wanted to say something, but she finally did not say anything.
“What’s wrong? …”
Before Zhaolin could finish his sentence, his soft body, which was fragrant and white, had already pressed up. He immediately felt a strange pleasure as the warm fragrance filled his body, and his body couldn’t help but tremble gently.
Yaqi’s eyes were half-open, her two jade legs, slightly open, completely plastered on top of her husband’s thighs as she twisted her slender waist. On her face, there seemed to be an indescribable expression.
In the darkness, Zhaolin couldn’t really see, but he knew that his wife was very different today!
She was taking off his underwear, so enthusiastic and proactive that it seemed like a first for Jacqui.
He didn’t make a sound, and waited until tiny beads of sweat had seeped out from the tip of Yaqi’s nose before he said delicately in his ear, “Little baby!”
Yaki gasped delicately and inhaled deeply. Her belly, pressed tighter, and in a flash, Zhaolin felt a fluttering tightness.
-Strange, what is going on these days, as if every woman is in heat? Yesterday the whole day was Yu Jiazhen screwed to death, exhausted, did not think that tonight is again replaced by his wife. -Zhao Lin’s heart is in the heart, but it is not dare to refuse. A husband who has cheated on his wife always feels guilty.
I could feel my wife’s nipples standing up through her nightgown, and with Jacqui’s entire body clad only in a long shirt, desire erupted like a volcano, burning every nerve.
He moved his hands down the silky back and pulled up the soaked shirt. The sticky wet shirt was stuck at the neck and he couldn’t get it off, so he shifted his aim and kept running his hands over the smooth, delicate back and the plump, firm buttocks.
Jacqui’s head bobbed from side to side, her torso quivered, her fine belly twisted, her breasts bobbed.
She began to let out a soul-stirring moan; she was oblivious, as evidenced without doubt by the look on her face.
What provokes Jacqui’s desire? Maybe it’s fear, maybe it’s redemption, or both?
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In the afternoon, the streets of Taipei are still busy, restless and chaotic, but the streets a stone’s throw away are a different scene, quiet and lazy, with the occasional car passing by.
A black wooden board with English books stamped out in gold paint hangs in the alleyway, and inside is a small cafe that serves a light lunch and coffee, and is half-rested by mid-afternoon.
The floor-to-ceiling window on the other side of the alley reflected a woman in a form-fitting suit and skirt, her legs taut in the skirt glinting in the sunlight coming in through the window.
She stirred the drink at the table with a straw in her hand and a cold expression on her face that made people afraid to approach her, only smiling politely and gently when the waiter asked for a refill.
It was Jacqui, who had taken the afternoon off from work for a special appointment this day, and she was getting impatient. Just as she decided not to wait any longer, a man walked in.
A dark face came into view and shook Jacqui to her core. The man’s deep gaze shone with a strange look, and the whole man looked around like a black bear searching for prey.
She had been through some big scenes, but in that moment, her heart was beating wildly. She was full of hope that he wouldn’t walk towards her.
It was not to be, the man entered and surveyed the area, and as soon as he saw Jacqui he headed in her direction. Jacqui took a deep breath to calm herself.
The man sat down on his ass, his eyes narrowed to ivory threads in survey.
The air between them seemed to freeze.
“Who are you?” Jacqui spluttered.
“It doesn’t matter who I am, and you need to stop with the nonsense of asking me who hired me, the old man likes to be straight.”
“You said… someone… hired you?” The voice was already shaking.
“Who hired you? Why are you following me? Where did those pictures come from? What are you trying to do? …”
Jacqui threw out the whole series of doubts in her mind.
The man interrupted the question with a disgusted “tsk”. His gaze swept under the table, his heels pulling out the line of the woman’s calves, and after swallowing a mouthful of water, his eyes moved to Jacqui’s face, where she was looking at him.
“Telling you to cut the crap and asking so many questions, pussy is pussy. Two hundred thousand dollars buyout!”
“Buyout? Buyout of what? Who the hell hired you to follow me and for what purpose?”
“Ugh, I won’t tell, don’t ask. Hmph, still pretending what, your husband behind the back of the cheating with the white boy photos and negatives ah! Two hundred thousand dollars is not expensive. Shit! That day you had a great time with a gigolo in a villa in Danshui, and I had to sleep and eat, so I should give you some compensation.”
A coldness poured straight from her head, Yaqi’s originally white face became even paler, her colorful red lips trembled slightly, her suspicions over the past few days were indeed correct.
The door to the coffeehouse opened to an outdoor car passing by, and the sound carried in before she came back to her senses.
“Ming people do not say dark words, my old leaf in this business is also a bit of a reputation, will not pit you ah!”
She realized that the man in front of her, called Lao Ye, was wearing a weird smile and his two eyes fell on her breasts, and intuitively, Yaqi covered her breasts with both hands.
“I want cash, one hand for the other. Hurry up!” The man raised his voice on the last two words, and the waiter at the counter looked over curiously.
Yaqi panicked, gritted her teeth and said: “I know. I didn’t bring so much cash, only 100,000 today, I’ll write a check for the rest, okay?”
“Are you on board or what? What do I need a check for, to leave a record? You think I’m a fake? Are you going to pay or not, or I’ll just sell it to your husband, hehehe!”
The pale face swelled red all of a sudden, “I’ll pay! I’ll pay! I only have… half the money! The other… half I’ll bring up later.” Yaki took out a rectangular piece of paper-wrapped money from her handbag and put it on the table.
“That’s more like it. Trying to run away, huh? I’ll go with you to withdraw the money.” As soon as he finished speaking, Old Ye picked up the bills and got up to leave.
Jacqui stayed in her seat and waited for the man to walk out before she hurried after him without thinking.
Lao Ye opened the front seat door and asked her to get in, but Ya Qi hesitated to get in.
“Hurry up, to the bank or where?” The man smiled and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth.
Yaqi tried to open the back door to get in, but couldn’t wrench it open, and Lao Ye let her rush for a moment before pressing the switch to let her in, then started the car and drove into traffic.
“Just find any bank.”
The car drove along the street and continued on its way.
Jacqui looked forward nervously, thoughts racing through her mind. It seemed like she had seen this man somewhere before, she just couldn’t remember how.
Reaching into her personal handbag, she felt quite a bit safer as she clutched something tightly.
“Where are the photos and negatives?”
“Here, it’s all in the bag.” Lao Ye opened the front seat glove compartment, took out a bag, and tossed it to Yaqi.
-It looks like this is really not a lie. -Yaqi hurriedly opened them and saw that they were all taken during her first rendezvous with Zhang Zijun. It was then that she realized something: the photos were all of cars and villas, and even if she was in the photos, she could only be identified as a woman.
She had a plan in mind, and she was bold. Yaqi pressed on and said, “What about the negatives? In fact, the person in these photos is not necessarily me ah, just a woman like me.”
“Hee hee, what are you talking about, there’s still wonderful ones that haven’t been brought out yet… want to see?” Hearing this Jacqui’s originally relaxed emotions tightened up again.
The driving Lao Ye said while quietly looking at the rearview mirror, Ya Qi Na looked at the front of the rear-view mirror, but she accidentally found that she did not in the rear-view mirror with the driving to make a picture.
Usually when you ride in a car, the backseat passengers can look in the rearview mirror to see the driver in front of them. However, the angle of the rearview mirror in this car is very strange. In other words, you can’t see the passenger’s face in the rearview mirror at all, because it’s downward facing and the whole angle is facing down.
“Ah!” Jacqui yelped like she’d realized something.
Today, Jacqui was wearing a narrow skirt that was two centimeters above the knee. It was short enough, and when she sat down, the skirt would rise up and look like it was barely covering her. So she pressed down on the skirt with her hands and tightened her feet together.
But the car suddenly turned violently to the right, and after a moment of shaking, in order to make the body balance so naturally spread the feet, spread not just a little, but the whole spread.
-I’m sure it’s all been seen! The skirt is so short, you can see the innermost part of it at a glance, tsk, I should have worn long pants today! -Once she thought of this, sitting in a corner, Yaqi subconsciously put her legs together again, although her feet had been together for a long time, she was still uneasy and did it again.
“Here we are, get off.”
Looked out the window, the car was in an alley. Look to the sides, where’s the bank?
“Where is this place?” Jacqui looked uneasily at Lao Ye, who had gotten out of the car.
“Here it is, yo! This is it.”
“Oh!”
Suddenly, she caught sight of a sign outside the right window that read in brightly colored acrylic: “Rest from 700, Accommodation…”
With a shock in his heart, Lao Ye had come to the rear door and was about to open it.
In a state of extreme panic, Jacqui hurriedly pressed the lock on the car door and took out the contents of her handbag with one hand… (xiv)
All Jacqui felt was a sharp pain in her wrist. In fact it wasn’t just her wrists either, her whole body ached, from her thighs, her right waist, and especially her abdominal muscles stiffened like a twitch.
She opened her eyes hazily and looked up at the ceiling. In the center of the room was a round bed that was slowly turning, and even the ceiling held a mirror.
All of the mirrors reflected a supine female body lying completely naked on the bed.
Yaki piled a pillow behind her waist and raised her snow-white abdomen, the pubic hair and pussy lips underneath were stripped out vividly in front of her eyes; her legs opened from side to side, until now she couldn’t even close her breath.
She felt her entire being floating in all directions, with only the thumping of her heartbeat, a single beat in the deepest recesses of her heart.
What happened?
Yes, that’s it! It seems that there was an electric shock to the lower right side of my abdomen, and then I fell unconscious… Yes, that’s right! I wanted to use the electric shock device to push the bad guys away, but instead, the bad guys were..!
Yeah, there’s a bad guy! He was going to take me to the bank, but he tricked me into coming here.
Who are the bad guys? Why can’t you remember?
Vaguely remembering a hot, warm breath close to her, looking down on her just above her face! Struggling to open her eyes to see what was going on, she lifted her eyelids a few times, but in the end, she couldn’t make any effort.
Then a pair of big hands played a wicked game on her, touching her face, her tits, her thighs. In a daze she tried to get rid of it, but also how she just couldn’t get rid of it.
Then there were tongues licking and sucking her around her neck and shoulders and on her chest, as if she were a little yellow dog she had as a child. Huh, no! That’s not little yellow, little yellow wouldn’t bite her nipples.
Then it was as if someone was trying to pour some kind of liquid into her, and she couldn’t swallow it and spit it all out, and then a mouth came up to feed her.
“Mmmmmmmm,” came the mouth sucking on her tongue, she couldn’t breathe, but she couldn’t move either.
Then it was so hot, so hot, all over! The big hand then undressed her body and she felt a little cooler, but her lower abdomen was still just as hot and itchy.
Then felt rough fingers squeeze into her wet, narrow bottom and pinch the little nub just above her legs. The fingers in her crotch pulled and rubbed with abandon, and in the darkness she felt what seemed like a thousand sparks leaping before her eyes.
She was gasping for breath, her whole body was weak, a convulsion swept over her, she moaned uncontrollably, her legs unconsciously opened completely, and the slightest hint of reserve that she had held back because of the embarrassment was gradually abandoned… and then something penetrated her hot bottom..!
The violent thrusting motion made her almost completely dizzy. At first she couldn’t bear the pain, but slowly it turned into a hot, throbbing numbness…
“Ah… oh…” A wave of pleasure washed over her, and she whimpered in ecstasy, unable to restrain herself from being dominated by the unfamiliar, unknown, and euphoric orgasm inside her.
It’s so good! It’s so relaxing!
┅┅？！
That’s not true! I was raped!
Gradually sobering up, Jacqui realized the reality.
”I need to rinse out the semen from my body…”
Her mind was now preoccupied with this matter, and the extreme humiliation made her reflexively support her upper body, before she could climb up, but first she obviously felt a sticky piece of her lower body, greasy and flowing along the inner side of her legs, and a stifling fishy smell came to her nose.
Yaqi thought in her mind that the semen that stayed in her body, inevitably, also spurted to the deepest part of her body, and that the womb, the womb that was supposed to be pregnant with her and her husband’s fetus, was tainted by this fishy filth.
A drop of water tickled across her cheek, and she thought she was weeping, raised her hand to wipe it away, and realized that it wasn’t, it was just sweat and a white mucousy body.
Jacqui rolled over and stood up, and the mucus that had been left in her body was dripping out, dripping down her legs and onto the soles of her feet, still warm and wet like snot from a blowing nose.
For the first time in her life, Jacqui realized that a man could leave so much inside her.
Busy trying to find something to swab with, he looked up and saw before him the figure of a completely naked woman standing with her legs open again in a very ridiculous position.
First, there was the shocking jump of a violent impact on his chest, and then he realized that it was himself in the mirror.
The leisure hotel room is decorated in a South Island style, with a huge round bed filling most of the room, and in contrast to the round bed, a wall of mirrors and wallpaper with huge red and yellow flowers.
Under the bright lights, the mirror was white with reflections, lining a head of messy long black hair, reflecting the embarrassing position of Jacqui’s completely naked and difficult to handle herself.
Behind that ridiculous to the extreme, romantic and heterochromatic large round bed, above the spots have not yet dried, more full of the entire background in the mirror, as if still not forget to emphasize at any time, prompting the male and female sexual intercourse that has just occurred on it.
Let the faucet be turned up as high as it would go, let the countless how thorough the washing would be, Jacqui knew that it would never wash away the feeling of being defiled from that body.
She understood more than ever that for all eternity, she would not be able to wave away the impurity of her womb that had been tainted by the semen of a nasty man.
Leaving the bathroom, Jacqui quickly retrieved the clothes scattered around the bed.
“Where are the stockings?” Dressed, Jacqui couldn’t find the stockings. “Can’t! Can’t leave things here.”
In the midst of her busyness she noticed traces of restraints on her wrists, and with a quick thought, she found them under her bedside pillow.
There is an envelope next to her handbag, open it, all the photo negatives, leaving a piece of paper hastily written: “One hand to pay, one hand to deliver, I am the most faithful.”
Jacqui shuddered and tore it apart.
When they arrived at the counter on the first floor downstairs, they were blocked by the counter attendant, and it turned out that they hadn’t even paid for the rest of the room. After hurriedly paying for the room and walking out the door, two or three drunken men were walking and laughing, recklessly bumping into Yaqi.
Jacqui falls to the floor and they try to pick her up.
“Go away!!!” Jacqui yelled.
“You’re so mean, did the customer not pay? Hahaha~~~” Ignoring the taunts, she stopped a taxi at the exit of the alleyway, sat down and quietly asked the driver to drive home, the young driver glanced at her from the rearview mirror.
Jacqui turned her head to look out the window.
Thinking it was still early, Jacqui realized that the sky had long since darkened, and the streets were lit up with brilliant neon signs, streaming through the urban night.
Back at the house, it was dark.
“Yes, Zhaolin is traveling.” Yaqi muttered.
She wanted him to hold her tightly in his arms.
He’s not.
“It’ll take a lot of washing and waiting for him.” Jacqui muttered.
She stayed under the rosette head letting the water run all over her body as she tried to recall the brutal encounter.
I was raped!
Jacqui finally cried out, tears pouring out of her eyes like decisive rapture, and she just felt suffocated to the point of not being able to breathe, as she sat paralyzed in the bathroom, whimpering and sobbing.
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“What happened?” Jacqui just looked at Jazen in a blank stare.
She enthusiastically takes Jacqui to the police station to report the incident, and the chief of the police department enthusiastically expresses his concern and gets a policewoman to ask how it happened, and thoughtfully asks all the others to leave the office.
There were only two people in the large office, Jacqui and the policewoman, who was very professional and immediately took out the paper for the transcript and asked for her personal details, “Name?” “Address?” “Occupation?” The policewoman asked seriously and urgently.
“What time is it?”
“Where do things happen?”
“Did you see the mugger’s face?”
In that moment, Jacqui was startled to realize that this was an official transcript, a record turned into a text that people could turn to whenever they wanted.
She tried to escape, but the door was closed and the policewoman looked at her. Jacqui’s heart sank into the sea, like a man on the verge of drowning.
The policewoman continued, “Did he put his prick in your vagina?”
Jacqui was stunned, only to feel her body continue to shake and her stomach continue to twist as she began to get dizzy.
“So, do you feel good?” The policewoman asked suddenly.
“What?!” Jacqui froze.
“You did say you felt so good~~soothing~~, didn’t you?” The policewoman asked with a strange expression and tone of voice.
“I… I… didn’t…”
“Still saying no? Look! The transcript clearly says so.”
The policewoman walked out of the office with the transcript, and Jacqui saw Jazen, the chief, and five or six other police officers looking at the transcript.
Jacqui wanted to scream at them: you can’t do this!
But she had no strength at all.
Some of the officers turned their heads to look at her, their gleaming eyes piercing her eyes.
Jazen walked over and told her with a frown.
“Yaqi, if you feel so good ~~ so good ~~ this is not rape ah! You met with that man at a cafe and then went to a hotel room together, there are witnesses to all of this, they didn’t see you being forced!”
“I I… no, I didn’t! Oooh~~” Jacqui denied with a sob.
“How come no? It’s not like you felt so good~~ so good~~ when you fucked Jang Zi Gyun on the bed, in that case you didn’t get raped.” Jiajin’s eyes flashed with a strange light.
“Yes, ma’am, your rape is not valid at all, you’re just sleeping with another man. Think it over.” I don’t know when there were more and more people around, and the police officers all leaned over.
Yaqi tried to say something a few times but swallowed it back. She held her head down and cried, “It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault!”
Suddenly there was darkness all around, all of them were gone, and in the dark corner stood a dark shadow.
“I told you I’m a man of my word. Come here, pay with one hand and deliver with the other!” It was the man surnamed Ye, who smiled lewdly with his bare bottom.
“Come here, I’ll give you another dose of High Protein Nutrition.” Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.”
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“~” Jacqui woke up in a scream and a cold sweat, a dream. The blinding sunlight pulled her back from the darkness.
Is it dawn yet?
She lay paralyzed on the bed in her bedroom and saw a picture above her bed, a wedding picture of the wedding, and how happy the bride looked in the picture.
Yet now, in the reflection of the glass, a haggard, twisted face was seen.
A face of remorse and pain.
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Afterword: (Continued from the previous post) I don’t know what happened to Mr. Chen’s classmates, but Mr. Chen himself suffered an even more embarrassing incident later on.
Here’s the thing…
When one of the manufacturers relocated their office to an industrial area, as if it was the second or third phase of the plant, Chen chose a day to visit, and that day became a nightmare for her.
It was raining that morning, so Assistant Manager Chen delayed for a while and decided to wait until the rain subsided a bit. When the rain stopped and the weather cleared up, Manager Chen decided to go.
“You come too.”
Me? – Yeah. What do you want me for?
“Go help out a little.”
It turned out that after the relocation of the manufacturer, there were some problems with the network system, and the connection with our company was not very stable, so they asked us to find someone to go and find out more about it. So Mr. Chen, the assistant manager, a female assistant, and I set off together in Mr. Chen’s Honda.
“You sit in the back.”
The two of them talked and laughed along the way, and I idled in the back having to find my own fun. Today it was a white shirt with a slightly beige narrow skirt, not bad. Of course, the eyes must be focused on the lower half of the body. Si, the skirt is lifted up, but unfortunately not high enough, and the side is not open, plus do not dare to blatantly peep, heh, not enough to enjoy.
It doesn’t matter what happens afterward, the point is to leave.
“I’m going to get the car out, you guys wait for me at the door.”
When I was about to leave, I was chatting happily with their people, and Deputy Manager Chen, probably impatient with me dragging them along, went alone to the underground parking lot and drove the car out first.
When I was at the door I took a look at the environment, there was actually some work still to be wrapped up here, and only one or two families had moved into the building, and the fences of the buildings across the street hadn’t even been taken down yet, and there were only a sparse number of workers wandering around.
The assistant lady and I waited for a minute or two at the door looking at the entrance to the next driveway, and still no car came out.
“Call Ops and ask.”
Cell phone was on but didn’t answer. Called again, only to end up going to voicemail both times. Well, I’m going to go explore, and maybe Assistant Manager Chen went to the restroom.
I’ll borrow a phone from the guardhouse at the entrance and call up to ask if the people are there.
No!
It’s probably in the parking lot, so maybe the car won’t come out. I don’t think so. There are no cars parked down there, so I’ll just have to go down and see for myself. The parking lot was empty, and even though it was a hot afternoon outside, I felt a chill inside. When I walked to the neighborhood where the cars were parked, I saw that the back doors were open and the cars were shaking.
The sound of my footsteps probably disturbed the thing that was going through my head at the time, and just as I was about ten steps away, two dark figures abruptly emerged from the car, scaring me and making me run backwards. By the time I calmed back down, my surroundings returned to chilly silence.
Dig shit, I’m still really crooked kind of, but I think the average person’s reaction is similar to mine. I looked inside through the open door of the car, and sure enough, things were just as I had guessed, inside was Assistant Manager Chen unconscious.
Her whole body was lying head down in the back seat, the lower half of her body was stripped naked, her legs were open and only her panties were wrapped around her pantyhose hanging from her calves. All I knew was that my lower half was up, and I even went around to the other side to get a better look from the front.
Alas, it’s better if you don’t read it, but when you do, there are only two words.
So dark.
It should be because she had given birth to a small child and fucked her husband for several years, her place was a wrinkled black, plus the messy hairs stained with a tome of semen, it looked really not matching her beauty, alas, my fantasies about her were disillusioned.
Of course I called an ambulance quickly. Later, I was questioned by the police at the police station, and finally I was asked to go with Miss Assistant to a nearby workplace to see if there were any similar people. I didn’t even know if the people were tall or short, and the assistant lady only saw two people rushing out of the driveway and running to the construction site across the street, but of course the result was nothing.
I wasn’t let back in until after ten that night. The next day at work, I didn’t expect the news to spread so fast, east a bunch, west a bunch, everyone is whispering. My coworkers were mostly upset and sorry, but some of them seemed to be getting more and more excited.
Afterwards, I heard that Mr. Chen had taken out a stun gun to resist the attack, but it backfired on her. Hundreds of thousands of volts of electric current, stunned Chen, the results of the examination of injuries, the criminals were in the back of her neck and waist electric several times, and then raped her. Some people also said that Chen also feel leakage to venereal disease, I do not know whether it is true or not.
Anyway, Chen assistant manager I never saw her again, the company did not blame me with another person, and finally seems to please the reporter did not let things in the newspaper.
Looking back on this incident now gives me a sense that women still look better with their clothes on.
(to be continued)