NTRD-075 Netorareze: The Story of How My Wife Was Taken by Men from a Home Renovation Company, Rumi Kodama

I realized my wife was being unfaithful completely by chance. I came home earlier than usual and was confronted with a harsh reality: my wife was with another man and seemed to be enjoying it. I couldn’t accept what I had seen, so I went back outside and then returned home loudly on purpose. There was my wife, trying to act calm, and a man I recognized. I told myself that nothing had happened. But I couldn’t hold back my anger, and that night I confronted my wife.

Seeing me trembling with barely contained emotion, my wife began to speak in a halting voice. The man was the contractor handling the renovation at our house. Yes, the very contractor I had trusted and arranged myself. At first, my wife disliked him because he was crude and rude. So how did things end up like this… She said it started with mild harassment, but when she kept brushing it off for my sake, it gradually escalated, and before long she had been pressured into an affair, with photos taken as well.

I was furious, but I forced myself to stay calm and listened to the rest. The contractor became arrogant after being with my wife, then threatened to show me the photos and forced the situation to continue. His behavior was despicable beyond words, and yet my body reacted in spite of my anger.

I struggled with what to do, but in the end I chose to forgive my wife. I vowed that this would never happen again, and promised that we would live together happily from then on. After that, my wife and I became closer than ever, and our relationship grew even stronger. But the uneasiness in my heart never fully disappeared. Maybe, without knowing why, I had a feeling my wife would betray me again.

A few months later, my fear came true. When I returned home to pick up something I had forgotten, I found unfamiliar men’s shoes carelessly left at the entrance. My mind went blank as I quietly made my way down the hallway. Seeing my wife and the contractor mocking me and acting as if I were a fool made the lingering unease inside me finally fade.

I hid in the shadows, exposed my painfully aroused body, and, listening to my wife’s moans, touched myself in a daze. I reached climax in no time, but the arousal did not go away. As I continued, I thought to myself: show me more of my wife, my wife’s true self… show it to me.