1 Chapter 1 Letting My Self Go

I had cheated on my husband.

And this took place at an altitudeof 30,000 feet.

In the small washroom, my suit skirt was pulled up to my waist while one of my legs was lifted high. The man behind me keep thrusting again and again as i gritted my teeth not daring to make any sound.

Perhaps this was the most fervent sex i had experienced in my entire life, but it was also the saddest way to let myself go.

Just last night, I discovered that my beloved husband, Jiang Zhigang, had actually been cheating on me. Not only that, the other party was actually... a man!

After watching the videos in my mail box of the two of them having sex on the bed, I had crazilly smashed everything at home.

No wonder Jiang Zhigang rarely touch me in these two year's after we got married. He would either reject me using the reason that he was too busy at work, or too tired with no energy left. it turned out that the reason was because he... was simply gay!

I cried in my heart after smashing everything in the house.

I did not want to understand why there was homosexual love in human sexuality. I only wanted to know why Jiang Zhigang lied to me, making me look like a fool as I weaved my dream of being a happy little woman.

The more I though about it, the more i felt chills running down my spine. I felt so disgusted that i wanted to throw up when i remembered how he whispered sweet nothings while touching me using the hands he touched some other man.

Fumed by my rage, I went on the internet to read a lot about homosexuality and only to discover that there were many womens like me who had been deceived. They called such marriage of convenience.

So what was I, a convenient wife?

Did this mean the reason why Jiang Zhigang would always come up with various excuses to brush me off except for the first night of our wedding when he forced himself to make love to me was he wanted to stay loyal to his gay partner?

The blow was too great. It cause me to stare in

the chaotic room for a long time before I finally called him up telling him that I wanted a divorce.

He was stunned for a while on the phone. Perhaps he found it to be too sudden. With a hasty tone, he asked me what happened and whether he had done something wrong?

I told him he had nothing wrong. The person who was wrong was me, for being blind to the fact that my husband actually loved a man. On top of that, he was actually to the bottom in the relationship!

I believed my words must have taken him by shock. Otherwise, he who was usually soft-spoken would not have raised his tone eight note higher shouting and asking who was the one spreading this nonsense. He said he would never do so.

If there had been no videos to prove it, I would also thought that it was just a rumored nonsense. After all, we had been lovers for three years after our two-year marriage.

After spending five years together, how could I possibly believe that he, who was gentle a d extremely cheery, would actually turn out to be a gay?

I cried so hard that I could not even speak. Jiang Zhigang become anxious right away. He told me he would come back immediately and asked me to stop thinking about it. He said somebody must have deliberately messed with him and told me to never believe it.

I also hoped that this was just a prank. After all, those videos have completely messed my mind up.

The coy smile's on Jiang Zhigang's lips made him look even more enchanting than woman. That man pressed down on him, riding him while drawing sounds of moan from him that pierced right directly at my nerves.

I sat two hours in the same position with my phone in my hand. He told me he would come back immediately but he never showed up after all. I smiled miserably and moved my stiff body before proceeding to stand up.

I was not from this city. I merely moved here to lived with my husband after we got married. Because of this, I would have to wade through mountains and rivers even if I felt wronged and needed to cry in the warmth of my family.

After packing a few simple clothes, I carried my suitcase and walked out of this home that I had built with all my heart. I headed straight to the airport to buy an air ticket of the morning and went to a hotel to get some rest.

I received no news from Jiang Zhigang the entire night. With no other choice, I was faced to the fact that my husband was indeed a gay.

I did not know how I actually manage to make it up to the plane. I only knew that my mind was clouded and heavy. Only when I no longer could hold back the tears that were threatening to fall that I finally rushed to the washroom to cry out to my hearts content.

Images from how I met Jiang Zhigang, how we finally fell in love, to how we finally get married flash through my minds. We were once so happy but there was nothing but despair now.

As I recalled how he would always return home in the early house saying that he was busy with work, or how he would always have to go on business trips just after receiving a phone call, I could not help but associate them all with the videos of how he was being pushed down.

However, I, the idiot, have never once doubted him before. I even thought that the reason he was not interested was because I was too conservative and too rigid on bed. I even went buy lingerie, and some sex toys, just to try to please him.

I was basically and idiot. Jiang Zhigang had been fooling me since the very beginning but I had been living for two years as a widow whose husband was still alive. Why?

Because of this anger, when a series of knocking sound reverberating from the outside asking if I was ok, I abruptly open the washroom door and pulled the man whose face I did not even see clearly into the washroom with me. On the spot, I directly asked him if he wanted to have sex with me.

The man was obviously stunned. However, he soon hugged me and slid his hand into my open collar. He immediately lifted my skirt and pushed me into the sink with force.

That was how It became like this...

Jiang Zhigang was my first man but he rarely made love to me. Because of this, I was still quite inexperienced in sex.

This man was obviously inexperienced. Each of his movements and each of his kiss could easily awaken the desire deep in my heart, making me falling completely under him.

My revenge changed to become enjoyment. I must admit, my body was more honest than my heart. I actually had my first orgasm in that small space...

He, on the other hand, leaned down and whispered in my ear, "So, you're actually such a intriguing woman in private, huh?"

Chills ran down my spine. Could it be that this man actually knew me?