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Chapter 22 - Chapter 22

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I was so shocked I couldn't even speak, driven only by the desire to see what would happen next, just like in a movie. I was alone in my apartment, staring at the computer screen. Capture 1 seemed to end with the man injecting his semen into my wife. I moved the cursor over Capture 2 and clicked. I didn't hesitate at all.

The video was dark, likely at night. It seemed to be from inside a car. I could see the driver's seat from the back seat. It appeared to be taken with infrared technology, so the image had a slight green tint.

And then I saw my wife's face. She was fully clothed.

"Where's your husband?" the man asked my wife. Judging from his voice, it was the same man from the video I'd just seen.

"I'm in the bath now," she replied.

I felt my blood pressure rise. Had they met while I was in the bath? Did that mean he was near my house?

"Well, we need to hurry," the man said.

Then the man's naked lower body appeared on the screen. My wife placed her hand on his penis and began to stroke it.

"If you don't make me cum quickly, what will your husband think if you're not there when he gets out of the bath?" the man said to my wife, teasing her.

Urgently, she began to service him with her mouth.

"Come on, make more noise," he demanded.

Obeying, my wife began to suck his penis, making noise.

"Did you take your husband to the gas station?" the man asked.

"Yes," my wife answered while sucking his penis.

Talking about the gas station meant it was the same day as the video we'd just watched.

"Did you make him fill up with gas?" the man asked.

"Yes," she replied.

"I see. Well, I'll tell you, I put this photo in the gas tank of your car. The gas station attendant will definitely see it," he said.

He then showed my wife a photo. It was dark, so I couldn't see her expression, but I could tell she was frozen. He displayed the photo on the screen. It was probably an infrared camera, but it showed my wife, naked, with her legs spread in an M position.

I wondered how much more I could be ridiculed. The men were having fun, while I was unable to do anything on my side. Not satisfied with just doing whatever they wanted to my wife's body, they were making fun of me, too. They satisfied their desires by destroying other people's families. This situation was no longer just a simple affair.

"Come on, if you don't hurry up, your husband will get out of the bath," the man said.

My wife silently continued to give him oral sex.

"Okay, take off your pants," he ordered.

Responding to his voice, my wife took off her jeans and was naked from the waist down. Then, with his penis still in her mouth, the man inserted a foreign object into her lower body. The camera was then placed down, the screen went black with only sound playing. After a while, the camera was raised again, and my wife's lower body was displayed on the screen. A vibrator had been inserted into her lower body, and it was still held in place with a string. In that position, she was being forced to give him oral sex.

"Okay, I'm going to cum, drink it all up," the man said, and ejaculated into my wife's mouth. It was unclear from the video whether she drank it or not.

"Well, go home early. I hope your husband is still in the bath. I'll leave the vibrator on. I'll take it off tomorrow morning. I'll call you at 6:00 AM, and you come right away. Okay?" the man said.

"That's not possible. My husband is here…" my wife said in a small, anxious voice.

However, the man spoke in a strong tone, overlapping hers. "Who do you belong to?"

My wife left the car. The video cut out and switched to a brighter image. It was probably the next morning, and my wife was already in the car. I didn't recognize the image of the outside of the car on the video. But there was no way she could have gone that far from the morning I was there.

"Have we done it in the park this morning?" the man asked in a slightly sleepy voice.

My wife replied in a small voice, "No."

It was okay, my wife was just going to be played with again. I found myself gradually letting go of my emotions. Nothing surprised me anymore. I simply skipped the video. It was a calm, unconscious action, like putting a cup of coffee back on the table after sipping it.

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