I work as the deputy manager in the finance department of a company. Two years ago while dating Mei Yang'er, I embezzled money from the leader's private "small treasury" using my position. Half went into stock trading to turn my life around, and half was spent on her—buying luxury goods, taking her on trips, and eating extravagant meals in extreme opulence. Now she has become my wife, but the embezzlement was exposed. Fortunately the leader avoided reporting it to the police and only demanded compensation before firing me. With no choice I sold the house and car to cover the shortfall. Now jobless, we are crammed into a rundown rental apartment, so broke that even three meals a day are a problem.
Although my wife knows my predicament, she still spends money lavishly without a job, leaving us worrying about credit card payments every month.
My wife is a lustful woman. Before meeting me she had blind dates with all kinds of men. Relying on her seductive looks she nearly became a marriage scammer for a shady matchmaking service, but her short stature and lazy, gluttonous nature left her somewhat overweight, so she never landed a real rich husband.
We met through an online game. After a bit of dirty talk we arranged to meet. Soon after we started dating she quit her job—her worldview is that a woman should rely on a man.
We often chat about her ex-boyfriends and she is completely frank with me. She says at first she only accepted gifts, but later she started asking for money. After all, those men would spend money looking for women anyway. Youth only lasts a few years; since they slept with her, she wouldn't give them that for free even if feelings didn't develop.
From then on I had a clear picture of what kind of woman she was, but I didn't break up with her. First, because I was "flush" at the time and generous with her; whenever we argued and I suggested splitting up she would pester me relentlessly, giving me endless headaches. Second, because I had already spent so much money on her—if we broke up it would all be wasted. Although she is naturally promiscuous, she is beautiful and great in bed, satisfying my every need, so I really couldn't let go.
During that period I often comforted myself like this: I'm no saint anyway, and even after marriage I won't stay faithful. If she betrays me later I won't lose out! Besides, who knows how the future will turn out? I'll just enjoy the good times while I can—once this chance is gone it's gone forever. Being a man, experiencing a woman like this means I haven't lived in vain!