In the roomâs private bathroom.
The sound of rushing water filled the air.
Lin Zhe hummed a little tune as he scrubbed his wifeâs gossamer-thin lace panties.
When he finished washing and had hung the panties up to dry, he walked out to find Su Yu standing by the entryway, holding a small handbag.
She had changed into a fresh set of casual clothes, but she was still wearing a pair of extremely tempting black stockings, though she had switched to flat shoes.
"Honey, are you done? I want to go for a walk, itâs too stuffy in here," Su Yu urged.
Lin Zhe snapped back to reality and replied, "All done, all done."
He shook his hands dry and hurried over to her.
Then, they walked out of the Yunotani gates hand in hand.
It was already afternoon, and the mountain air was exceptionally freshâa natural tonic for people long accustomed to city traffic.
The temperature was slightly cool, which only served to accentuate the warmth where their palms were pressed together.
They didnât go far, just strolled slowly along the path that wound around the outside of the hot spring resort.
Occasionally, other people passed by on the stone-paved road, but none were as conspicuously intimate as this young couple.
"Remember that day? The first time we got a hotel room, we walked just like this, holding hands," Su Yu said, swinging Lin Zheâs hand, her tone filled with a sweet nostalgia.
Lin Zhe turned his head to look at his wifeâs exquisite profile, a warm current rising in his heart. "Of course. Your palms were so sweaty from nervousness, you could barely hold your ID card steady."
"No, I wasnât!"
Exposed by her husband, Su Yu playfully punched him. "You were the one who was so nervous you couldnât find the room number!"
The moment their eyes met, the picture seemed to freeze.
Then, they looked at each other and smiled, the unique rapport and warmth of a couple who were each otherâs first love flowing through the air.
Chatting and laughing, they had unknowingly wandered to a small grove behind the resort.
It was far from the hustle and bustle of the main road, somewhat remote, though it would have been much closer from the back entrance.
The rustling of wind through the leaves was incessant.
But suddenly, a strange sound broke the tranquility.
Slap... slap... slap...
Ah... ugh... mmm... ah...
Listening closely, it was the crisp sound of flesh hitting flesh, accompanied by a womanâs irrepressible moans.
Lin Zhe and Su Yu exchanged a look, seeing the same surprise in each otherâs eyes.
Someone was having sex outdoors in a place like this?
They tacitly lightened their steps and crept quietly in the direction of the sound.
Passing through a few bushes, an extremely debauched scene crashed into their view without warning.
There, under a thick old locust tree, two pale bodies were tangled together.
The woman, with her back to them, had her hands braced against the tree trunk. She was wearing a white down jacket on top, but below that was an extremely short pleated skirt.
At this moment, the skirt had been pushed all the way up to her waist.
This left her lower body completely naked, a stretch of pale white. No stockings, no panties, just bare flesh exposed to their sight.
Her two dazzlingly white, long legs were spread wide, one foot on its tiptoes, trembling with each thrust from behind her.
They could see clearly that the womanâs round, plump ass was rising and falling like waves with the manâs movements, the pale flesh rolling, creating a powerful visual impact.
And the man thrusting wildly was not her husband, but that greasy, balding front desk manager!
His pants were down around his ankles, and his own pale, but flabby, ass was trembling violently with his frantic pumping, like a lump of dough being slapped around, ugly to the point of being nauseating.
His rough hands were clamped tightly on the womanâs slender waist, so forcefully that they left several scratch marks on her fair skin.
They could vaguely see that the managerâs cock wasnât actually big at all, one might even say it was short and small, ten centimeters at most, dark and swarthy, a good match for his greasy paunch.
But it was this unremarkable thing that was now rapidly moving in and out between the womanâs legs, creating a squelching, muddy sound.
And that woman...
When she turned her face to the side and let out another soul-melting moan, both Lin Zhe and Su Yu recognized her.
It was the incredibly glamorous Mrs. Chen from the lobby at noon!
"Ah... good brother... harder... ah... faster... I canât take it anymore..."
Shameless moans drifted over. Under the greasy managerâs vigorous fucking, the womanâs delicate face was flushed, her eyes hazy, and drool was even trickling from the corner of her mouth. She was clearly completely immersed in the pleasure of being treated so crudely.
The greasy manager panted heavily and chuckled, his mouth full of yellow teeth revealing his lewdness. "Slut... I saw you in that short skirt this afternoon... and I just wanted to fuck you... What... your useless husband canât satisfy you? Is that why you came to seduce me? Watch me fuck you to death, you slut! Ugh! Does it feel good! Does it feel good, slut!"
"Ah! Good brother! Youâre so amazing! Ah! Donât... donât mention that loser... ah... yours is so big... so amazing... itâs hitting me so good! Ah! Fuck me to death!"
Mrs. Chen cried out wantonly, her ass thrusting back with even more force, actively swallowing the not-so-large cock. Combined with her stunning face and incredibly hot body, the whole scene was the epitome of lewdness.
Standing in the shadows, Lin Zhe felt his breath catch as he watched.
At the same time, Lin Zhe felt the palm of his wifeâs hand, which he was holding, grow hotter and hotter, even beginning to sweat slightly.
He turned to look and saw Su Yuâs beautiful eyes wide open, staring straight at the fornicating couple.
Although she had seen plenty of porn, in real life, aside from watching her own husband fuck her sister, Su Yu had never actually seen other people having sex.
This scene was indeed more stimulating than a dirty movie, especially with an extremely ugly man fucking an incredibly beautiful woman.
The visual contrast was too intense.
Such a goddess-like, noble woman, dressed so fashionably and sexily, was being ravaged at will by such a disgusting pig in this wild place full of dirt and chirping insects.
Not only was she not resisting, she was enjoying it, urging him on.
Su Yu stared, mesmerized, at the wanton expression on the distant womanâs face, at the glistening fluid trickling down her white ass. Her lips parted slightly, revealing a small sliver of her pink tongue, which unconsciously licked her dry lips.
The expression she wore was not one of disgust or contempt, but one of shock, as if she had seen the door to a new world.
That woman...
Su Yu evaluated in her mind.
Sheâs so slutty.
Just then, the greasy manager seemed to reach his limit. He let out a pig-like grunt, his whole body lunged forward, his short, small black cock desperately drilling into the womanâs pussy, and then, he shot his load wildly inside her tight channel.
"Ah... hot... so hot..."
Zeng Mengmeng threw her head back, her long neck creating a graceful arc, her body trembling like a leaf, her hands gripping the tree trunk for dear life.
And although the greasy managerâs equipment wasnât large, his stamina seemed decent. He had just shot his load, but without pulling out, he used his own semen and the womanâs slick as lubricant and began to fuck her all over again.
Gazing at this obscene scene, Lin Zhe was still in a daze when a sharp pain suddenly shot through his waist.
Su Yuâs slender fingers dug viciously into the soft flesh at his waist, the force so intense he nearly cried out.
"Still not leaving? Want to stay and join in?"
Though her words were sharp, her eyes unmistakably held a lingering curiosity.
Snapped back to reality by the pain, Lin Zhe dared not linger any longer, afraid of being discovered by the adulterous pair.
He shot his wife an apologetic glance, then took her hand and turned to slip away quietly.
But just as they turned and took a couple of steps, beneath an old locust tree at the corner, a dark figure stood silently.
Lin Zheâs steps faltered. Before he could steady himself, the shadow slowly emerged, and Lin Zhe saw the personâs face clearly.
Neat glasses, a well-fitted casual suit, and a gentle, refined smile at the corner of his lips.
It was Mr. Chen.
The husband of the woman currently being taken from behind by that fat pig in the bamboo grove.
How long had he been standing there?
How much had he seen?
Or... had he been watching all along?
An unprecedented awkwardness enveloped Lin Zhe and Su Yu.
Running into someoneâs affair, only to immediately encounter the cuckolded husbandâthis was more dramatic than any soap opera.
What should they do?
Should they tell him?
Lin Zhe and Su Yu exchanged uneasy glances. Su Yuâs fingers instinctively tightened around Lin Zheâs arm.
If they told Mr. Chen right now, "Your wife is up ahead having a quickie with her boss," would the situation spiral out of control?
Would it lead to a fight?
Or would this seemingly polite Mr. Chen, in a fit of rage, kill the adulterer and that wanton woman?
Su Yuâs mind raced with wild thoughts.
But before they could even begin to form the words, the man made the first move.
He didnât storm over in anger to catch them in the act, nor did he show any sign of shock or pain.
He simply looked calmly at Lin Zhe and Su Yu, then slowly raised his index finger to his lips, making a "shush" gesture.
Hush.
The motion was elegant.
Then, he beckoned to them, signaling them to follow, before turning and walking calmly toward the guest quarters.
His demeanor was composed and steady, as if the scene of his own humiliation had never happenedâor perhaps, it was exactly the scene he had been anticipating.
Lin Zhe and Su Yu stood frozen in place.
Su Yu narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, her gaze shifting between Mr. Chenâs retreating figure and the distant bushes.
"Husband, letâs go see," Su Yu suddenly whispered.
Faced with such an unconventional turn of events, her curiosity was thoroughly piqued.
Lin Zhe, too, was eager to uncover the hidden story behind it all.
And so, as if guided by some unseen force, the two of them followed.
They passed through the back door, entered the corridor, and climbed to the second floor.
Mr. Chenâs room was a suite with an excellent view.
The door was slightly ajar, clearly left open for them.
Pushing it open, they were greeted by the faint scent of sandalwood.
The Japanese-style tatami room was minimally yet elegantly furnished.
Mr. Chen had already removed his jacket, wearing only a dark gray shirt with the cuffs rolled up, revealing his slender wrists.
He was kneeling beside the tea table, meticulously rinsing the tea set.
"Please, have a seat."
His voice was as smooth as jade, betraying no emotion whatsoever.
Behind the screen, Lin Zhe and Su Yu awkwardly removed their shoes and stepped onto the soft tatami.
Su Yu knelt beside Lin Zhe, smoothing her skirt as she settled. Her black-stockinged legs were pressed together and tilted to the side, her posture as elegant as a noblewoman paying a visit. Only the slight rise and fall of her chest betrayed the turmoil within her.
"Both of you saw what happened just now, didnât you?"
Mr. Chen poured two cups of tea and pushed them toward the couple, his tone calm and composed, without a trace of panic.
Lin Zhe coughed awkwardly, unsure how to respond.
Su Yu, however, gracefully picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and looked directly at the man before her.
"We saw it, Mr. Chen... It seems you donât mind?"
"Mind?"
The man chuckled softly as if he had just heard the funniest joke, then adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"Why would I mind? Thatâs Mengmengâs hobby, and... mine as well."
With that, he lifted his gaze, letting it sweep over Su Yuâs delicate face and Lin Zheâs noticeably bulging trousers before continuing.
"Allow me to introduce myself properly. Iâm Chen Mo, and the one currently enjoying some primal pleasures in the woods is my wife, Zeng Mengmeng."
"We practice open sexual relationships, or to put it more plainly, I have a cuckolding fetish, while she is an unabashed exhibitionist and sex addict."
Chen Moâs words were so blunt they were suffocating.
Lin Zhe fell into deep thought.
Although he and Su Yu had already explored unconventional boundaries in their own relationshipâeven delving into taboos like incestâhearing someone else so openly admit to such deviant desires still left him profoundly shaken.
So... weâre not the only ones like this.
A strange sense of belonging began to stir within Lin Zhe.
"Judging by your reactions earlier, it seems you werenât... repulsed by what you saw?"
Chen Mo leaned forward slightly.
"Especially you, Mrs. Lin. Your eyes told me you appreciated Mengmengâs performance."
Su Yuâs cheeks flushed instantly, but she didnât shy away. Instead, she straightened her posture, her full breasts standing proudly beneath her form-fitting dress.
"It was... interesting, I suppose."
"Interesting is good."
Chen Mo smiled, his grin widening.
"The night is still young. Since fate has brought us together, why not... join us?"
He didnât beat around the bush, extending the invitation directly.
"If youâre interested, Mr. Lin, once Mengmeng returns, you can personally... inspect her. I believe sheâd be more than willing to have a handsome young man like you overwrite the traces left by that fat guy."
At these words, Lin Zheâs heart raced wildly.
Personally inspect her?
Overwrite?
His mind instantly conjured images of Zeng Mengmengâs pale buttocks and her wantonly charming face.
To press such an exquisite creature beneath him, right in front of her husband...
But reason warned him it was too dangerous.
After all, they were practically strangers who had only met twice.
Besides, Su Yu was right beside him. If he agreed recklessly, what would become of her?
Would she have to join in, turning it into some kind of wife-swapping scenario?
Suddenly, the words his sister had spoken in the bathroom resurfaced in his mind.
Lin Zhe immediately sobered up, took a deep breath, and forcefully suppressed the flames of desire burning within him.
"You flatter us, Mr. Chen. We... arenât quite ready for that yet."
His refusal was hesitant, but it was a refusal nonetheless.
Su Yu glanced sideways at her husband, her eyes flickering with unspoken thoughts, but she didnât voice any objection. Instead, she quietly traced the rim of her teacup with her fingers.
Chen Mo seemed to have anticipated this outcome. Unfazed, he simply waved a hand dismissively.
"Itâs alright, there will be plenty of time~ After all, we still have several days to stay here, hehe."
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Lin Zhe promptly pulled Su Yu away from the room as if making a swift escape.
(For those who might have skipped Chapters, let me reiterate: Su Yu does not engage in intimate relations with men who are not blood-related/Family.)
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