In the room’s private bathroom.
The sound of rushing water filled the air.
Lin Zhe humd a little tune as he scrubbed his wife’s gossar-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 extrely tempting black stockings, though she had switched to flat shoes.
"Honey, are you done? I want to go for a walk, it’s 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 fresh—a natural tonic for people long accustod to city traffic.
The temperature was slightly cool, which only served to accentuate the warmth where their palms were pressed together.
They didn’t 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.
"Rember that day? The first ti we got a hotel room, we walked just like this, holding hands," Su Yu said, swinging Lin Zhe’s hand, her tone filled with a sweet nostalgia.
Lin Zhe turned his head to look at his wife’s 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 wasn’t!"
Exposed by her husband, Su Yu playfully punched him. "You were the one who was so nervous you couldn’t find the room number!"
The mont their eyes t, the picture seed to freeze.
Then, they looked at each other and smiled, the unique rapport and warmth of a couple who were each other’s 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, sowhat 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 woman’s irrepressible moans.
Lin Zhe and Su Yu exchanged a look, seeing the sa surprise in each other’s eyes.
Soone 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 extrely 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 extrely short pleated skirt.
At this mont, 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 woman’s round, plump ass was rising and falling like waves with the man’s movents, 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 woman’s slender waist, so forcefully that they left several scratch marks on her fair skin.
They could vaguely see that the manager’s cock wasn’t actually big at all, one might even say it was short and small, ten centiters 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 woman’s legs, creating a squelching, muddy sound.
And that woman...
When she turned her face to the side and let out another soul-lting 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 can’t take it anymore..."
Shaless moans drifted over. Under the greasy manager’s vigorous fucking, the woman’s delicate face was flushed, her eyes hazy, and drool was even trickling from the corner of her mouth. She was clearly completely imrsed 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 can’t satisfy you? Is that why you ca to seduce ? Watch fuck you to death, you slut! Ugh! Does it feel good! Does it feel good, slut!"
"Ah! Good brother! You’re so amazing! Ah! Don’t... don’t ntion that loser... ah... yours is so big... so amazing... it’s hitting so good! Ah! Fuck 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 epito of lewdness.
Standing in the shadows, Lin Zhe felt his breath catch as he watched.
At the sa ti, Lin Zhe felt the palm of his wife’s hand, which he was holding, grow hotter and hotter, even beginning to sweat slightly.
He turned to look and saw Su Yu’s 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 extrely 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, srized, at the wanton expression on the distant woman’s 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. She’s so slutty.
Just then, the greasy manager seed 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 woman’s pussy, and then, he shot his load wildly inside her tight channel.
"Ah... hot... so hot..."
Zeng ngng 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 manager’s equipnt wasn’t large, his stamina seed decent. He had just shot his load, but without pulling out, he used his own sen and the woman’s 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 Yu’s 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 Zhe’s steps faltered. Before he could steady himself, the shadow slowly erged, and Lin Zhe saw the person’s 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 soone’s affair, only to imdiately encounter the cuckolded husband—this was more dramatic than any soap opera.
What should they do?
Should they tell him?
Lin Zhe and Su Yu exchanged uneasy glances. Su Yu’s fingers instinctively tightened around Lin Zhe’s 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 Yu’s mind raced with wild thoughts.
But before they could even begin to form the words, the man made the first move.
He didn’t 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 deanor was composed and steady, as if the scene of his own humiliation had never happened—or 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. Chen’s retreating figure and the distant bushes.
"Husband, let’s 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 so unseen force, the two of them followed.
They passed through the back door, entered the corridor, and climbed to the second floor.
Mr. Chen’s 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, ticulously 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, didn’t 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 don’t 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? That’s ngng’s hobby, and... mine as well."
With that, he lifted his gaze, letting it sweep over Su Yu’s delicate face and Lin Zhe’s noticeably bulging trousers before continuing.
"Allow to introduce myself properly. I’m Chen Mo, and the one currently enjoying so primal pleasures in the woods is my wife, Zeng ngng."
"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 Mo’s 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 relationship—even delving into taboos like incest—hearing soone else so openly admit to such deviant desires still left him profoundly shaken.
So... we’re 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 weren’t... repulsed by what you saw?"
Chen Mo leaned forward slightly.
"Especially you, Mrs. Lin. Your eyes told you appreciated ngng’s performance."
Su Yu’s cheeks flushed instantly, but she didn’t 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 didn’t beat around the bush, extending the invitation directly.
"If you’re interested, Mr. Lin, once ngng returns, you can personally... inspect her. I believe she’d be more than willing to have a handso young man like you overwrite the traces left by that fat guy."
At these words, Lin Zhe’s heart raced wildly.
Personally inspect her?
Overwrite?
His mind instantly conjured images of Zeng ngng’s 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 t twice.
Besides, Su Yu was right beside him. If he agreed recklessly, what would beco of her?
Would she have to join in, turning it into so kind of wife-swapping scenario?
Suddenly, the words his sister had spoken in the bathroom resurfaced in his mind.
Lin Zhe imdiately sobered up, took a deep breath, and forcefully suppressed the flas of desire burning within him.
"You flatter us, Mr. Chen. We... aren’t 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 didn’t voice any objection. Instead, she quietly traced the rim of her teacup with her fingers.
Chen Mo seed to have anticipated this outco. Unfazed, he simply waved a hand dismissively.
"It’s alright, there will be plenty of ti~ 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 reiterate: Su Yu does not engage in intimate relations with n who are not blood-related/Family.)
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