He took another look at Nora's hot figure with a look of reluctance.
"That means your wife, which is me, is attractive. That's your honor." Nora looked at herself. "They
couldn't see much except my bare hands and feet."
"That won't do, anyway." Alan quickly took off his shirt and put it over Nora's shoulder, and buttoned it
with a button. By doing this, he felt satisfied and relieved. "This is good."
Nora felt helpless at the sight of the garish shirt, but she maintained her grace. "It looks strange in the
clothes, and it will make me attract people's attention more. See, every woman wears bikini. Don't think
too much."
Nora took off the shirt and gave it to Alan. "Shall we take a walk or not?"
Alan put on his shirt again. He followed Nora and clasped her hand, declaring that Nora was his so as
to avoid others to harass her.
They walked hand in hand on the soft white sand. The tide washed their feet, giving them a cool and
comfortable feeling.
The sea breeze blew by and Nora's curly, wavy hair was blowing in the wind, making her look
enchanting.
Nora kicked the sea water at Alan. Alan was splashed wet, and he fought back. He lifted the sea water
with both hands and went to Nora, who dodged and ran away.
Alan caught up with her and they played on the beach. Their laughing sounded around the sea. In
Alan's eyes, Nora was even more beautiful than the sunset.
Alan wrote in English on the beach, "Nora, I love you" and then circled it with a heart shape.
"It's old fashioned," Nora laughed at him.
"Yes, but I really love you." Alan took Nora's hand to his left breast. "Can you feel it?"
Nora felt her hands were hot, and his chest was hard.
She pulled her hand away awkwardly. "I'm tired. I want to take a bath."
"Fine, let's go home." Alan didn't mind Nora not responding to him.
In his mind, a man should take the initiative to express their love to a woman. Even if she stood in situ,
as long as he approached her step by step, one day he would come to her side, and go into her heart.
Nora and Alan went back to their villa. Alan filled the bathtub with milk and rose essential oil. The
fragrance of the flowers mixed with the fragrance of milk was very relaxing, just like the charming
fragrance of Nora.
"Honey, the water is ready." Alan tested the water temperature and stepped out of the bathroom.
Nora had changed into her bathrobe and said, "Thank you."
She went into the bathroom, took off her bathrobe and stepped into the bathtub.
Alan also went back to the room and took a shower. His mind was full of Nora's beautiful shape, which
fascinated him all the time.
Alan played with his phone in the bedroom after the shower and post the beautiful pictures of Nora on
his Moments, adding, "It's my wife."
Soon his friends and partners gave their "likes" to the pictures. Everyone envied him for marrying such
a gorgeous woman.
Alan was so happy. Then he got dressed, and wanted to look around the bars here by himself.
Unexpectedly, he met a man from Country M. He sat down next to Alan and said, "Let me buy you a
drink."
"Thanks." Alan drank by himself.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Mike. How about you?" Mike asked.
"Neil." Alan gave him a random name.
"Why are you alone? Is that your wife or your girlfriend with you today?" Mike was curious.
"My wife." Alan could tell that Mike had an evil mind, so he added, "We've been married for five years."
"Your wife is beautiful. She is the most beautiful oriental woman I have ever seen," Mike complimented.
"Five years of marriage. Has your passion in that issue gone?"
"What do you mean?" Alan was still young and didn't know what Mike meant.
"Sex life." Mike winked at Alan and lowered his voice. "I know it's hard to talk about these things. I
understand."
"Did you see my wife over there? She's in a red strapless dress." Mike pointed to their left, where there
were several woman talking and drinking. "We've been married for two years, but we've lost our
passion. That's why we came out looking for passion. Are you too?"
Alan didn't answer. He took another sip from his glass and waited for what Mike would say.
"Since we had no passion in life, I happened to figure out a way to increase the passion. Do you want
to try?" Mike jiggled his glass.
"What's that?" Alan wanted to see what he had to say.
"Couples don't have passion because they know each other too well." Mike explained, "Your wife is so
beautiful, and mine is not bad. Why don't we swap our wives? Play each other's wife will be excited and
fresh."
Alan had heard of wife-swapping games before, but it was the first time he had been asked to do so.
"With my wife's charm, you can play this game till your back is painful, and you can enjoy the thrill of
life. Do you want to think about it?" Mike was longing for the game.
"Did your wife approve of this?" Alan held back his anger.
"She didn't agree to it at first, but there are other ways to get her to agree. If she's blindfolded, she
won't know anything, or to get her drunk. If it doesn't work, just drug her, and she'll be good." Mike
seemed to have played that a lot of times.
"Every man who sees your wife fancies that your wife is theirs. She's so beautiful, especially when she
was in a swimsuit..."
"I'll take the first place, with your permission, and we'll play the games tonight. At the thought of your
wife's long legs, her white skin... I get hot all over..."
When Alan heard these indecent words of Nora, he couldn't stand it anymore.
He finished the last drop of the drink and slammed it on the bar. Then he clenched his fist and hit Mike,
who was grinning evilly.
"Shit!
"Ah!"
Mike was so indulged in his fantasy that he didn't expect Alan to hit him. By the time he came to his
senses, Alan had knocked him to the ground with a blow.
"What they hell are you doing? He wiped the blood at the corner of his lips.
Alan grabbed Mike by the collar and said, "If you say anything indecent to my wife again, I'll beat the
shit out of you!"
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