Long reprint: The Road to Love Exchange, Chapter Seven

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Chapter Seven.
I stroked her hair with one hand and whispered in her ear, "Relax, honey. Just think of it as an unusual experience. Don't worry, I won't let you get hurt. I just want you to be happy, a different kind of happiness."

My other hand slipped inside her bathrobe, alternately caressing her full breasts, sometimes lingering at the base, sometimes pausing at the peak. She was aroused by my teasing, her breath sweet as orchids, and she murmured, "I know, but I'm so nervous. I don't know if I can really get into it."

"Let go of your burdens. He's just a stranger, a fleeting passerby in our lives. After tomorrow, this person won't appear in our lives anymore, like a discarded paper cup after drinking milk tea. Don't feel any pressure. He's here to bring you happiness."

My wife seemed to have listened and gave a soft "hmm." I wanted to say something more, but the bathroom door had already opened. Xiao Bai had finished showering in less than a third of the time my wife had taken, showing how impatient he was.

I turned to look at him. He was shirtless, with a towel wrapped around his waist. He was rather thin, but not skin and bones; the muscles in his arms showed he exercised regularly.

"You two chat, I'm going to buy something,"

my wife said, looking at me with surprise. She knew what I was up to, and her nervousness returned.

"Don't worry, I'll be quick," I said, patting her shoulder and giving her an encouraging look.

Looking at Xiaobai, half-naked, his eyes held a mixture of excitement and nervousness.

I left the room again. Unlike last time, there was a man in a towel inside, and my wife was only wearing a bathrobe.

I wasn't going out to buy anything, of course. I knew my presence would make it difficult for my wife to take that first step; I needed to give her a buffer, and that buffer was my departure.

I wandered aimlessly through the small supermarkets around the hotel. I hadn't intended to buy anything, but I ended up buying some things—mostly snacks my wife liked and some beer I wanted.

Carrying my things, I stepped out the door, a sudden gust of river wind blowing past. I turned towards the riverbank a few dozen meters away, deliberately walking slowly. I sat down on a bench by the river. The Bund was deserted at night; perfect, I like this kind of quiet.

I tried to clear my mind, unable to resist wondering what was happening in the room upstairs. Xiaobai seemed like a fairly honest young man; he probably wouldn't force himself on my wife. Given her current state, it was impossible for her to take the initiative. What would they do? Just sit there? My wife might be willing, but Xiaobai certainly wouldn't. Would he gradually lead this woman, six years his senior, down a path of depravity? Did he even have the ability to do so?

I felt like a loser escaping reality, afraid to face it. So I went over the recent events in my mind again, repeatedly asking myself if this was what I really wanted. But after asking myself for a long time, I had no answer. Of course, there's no standard answer to this kind of thing. Every couple will use what they think is the right way to handle their problems. There's no right or wrong. What's done is done; indecisiveness is no good.

I glanced at my watch. Half an hour had passed since I left home; it was about time to go back.

I tiptoed to the door, but didn't rush to take out my room key. I pressed my ear against the door, trying to hear anything inside. There was no sound. Was the door too soundproof, or was nothing happening at all?

Then I heard a faint sound—breathing? Moaning? It didn't seem like either. Oh well, I'd better go in. If the hotel security saw me like this on the security camera, they'd probably come looking for me.

With a beep, the door opened. I glanced at the bed as quickly as possible. The two of them were still sitting side by side on the edge of the bed, but I caught them making a very quick movement out of the corner of my eye. I wondered what they were doing, like two classmates caught daydreaming by the teacher.

I went in and placed the things I bought on the table. Xiaobai was sitting upright, and when he saw me, he gave me a slightly helpless smile. Looking at my wife, I noticed that she was clutching the hem of her bathrobe, seemingly pulling it up to her body. I also noticed that the belt of the bathrobe was untied.

"Are you two planning to do this all night?" I said in a slightly teasing tone. "I told you it's just a game, can't you all relax?"

My wife looked up at me, and there was a hint of guilt in her eyes. I didn't know if it was because she felt guilty for not being able to relax and had let me off the hook, or if something had just happened.

I didn't think too much about it and picked up my change of clothes, saying, "I'm going to take a shower. You two figure it out." I emphasized the words "figure it out" because I wanted to tell my wife, to urge her to let go of her worries.

I took my clothes and headed to the bathroom. As I entered, I noticed a mirror on the inside of the walk-in closet door. By opening the door at a specific angle, I could actually observe the situation on the bed. Overjoyed, I adjusted the angle a few times before finally finding the right one. Then, I slammed the bathroom door shut and started showering.

Men shower very quickly, especially in summer; I finished in less than ten minutes. I stepped out of the shower and dried myself, but the faucet was still running, making its characteristic sound. I wrapped a towel around myself and tiptoed to the door, gently opening it a crack. From there, I could perfectly see the situation on the bed through the reflection in the mirror.

My eyes widened instantly, because something had changed. My wife was no longer sitting on the edge of the bed; she was now leaning against the headboard, her entire body on the bed, eyes closed, lips pursed, as if she were enduring something.

Xiao Bai lay on his side beside her, seemingly talking to her, but the sound of the water was too loud to hear clearly. Due to the angle, Xiao Bai's body blocked my wife's lower body and his hand, but I could confirm that his other hand was moving.

Sigh, still not much progress. Someone has to make the first move, right? I'll do it!

I turned off the tap, opened the door, and swaggered into the room. The two people on the bed were startled again, but because of my previous encouragement, they didn't immediately straighten up.

When I went over, I noticed that my wife's bathrobe had been lifted up to almost her thighs, her legs dazzlingly white. Xiao Bai's hand, which had been caressing my wife's leg, faltered when he saw me, and just left it there, motionless. The bathrobe's sash was indeed undone, haphazardly wrapped around my wife's body, and almost half of one of her breasts was exposed.

My wife glanced at me, immediately turned her head away, and closed her eyes, but her hand didn't make any further attempt to cover herself.

I felt I had to make my move.

I gently lay down beside my wife, one hand lightly stroking her thigh. The smooth, silky feel was always a fresh experience, something I could never tire of. Encouraged by my gaze, Xiaobai continued stroking her other leg. After

a few strokes of her thigh, I moved my hand to my wife's upper body, gently flipping over her disheveled bathrobe to reveal a perfectly round, full breast. Xiaobai beside me swallowed hard. My wife instinctively reached for my hand, but hesitated and gave up.

I lowered my head and took one of her pink nipples into my mouth, gently tracing its surface with my tongue. Xiaobai stared, stunned. I gestured for him to go to the other side, and understanding, Xiaobai reached out with trembling hands and flipped the other side of the bathrobe down as well. This time, my wife didn't stop me at all. Encouraged, Xiaobai, in a moment of desperation, took half of her breast into his mouth like a nursing child. My wife let out a soft moan, I couldn't tell if it was from the pain of being bitten or from being stimulated.

After licking a few times, I moved away from one of my wife's breasts. Xiao Bai, as if possessed, completely disregarded the saliva still on it, abandoning the other breast he'd been nibbling on and lunging at this one, while one hand covered the other breast.

I then slowly removed my wife's bathrobe. With her cooperation, the bathrobe was completely removed, leaving her in only a pair of black lace panties.

Xiao Bai completely ignored my presence, pressing his body against my wife's, frantically licking her body. My wife's nipples were a sensitive area, and under Xiao Bai's repeated torment, they gradually became aroused. She made moaning sounds, her legs thrashing about, her hands on Xiao Bai's head—it was unclear whether she wanted to push him away or hold him down.

Actually, my goal was to guide my wife to accept Xiao Bai. Inviting him just to be a spectator watching our marital intimacy was meaningless. Now that my initial goal had been achieved, I was happy to watch from the sidelines.

Xiao Bai's bath towel had disappeared sometime earlier, and this was the first time I saw his genitals. Although his constant twisting of his body made it difficult to see clearly, I could still make out the general outline. My penis wasn't as exaggerated as some novels describe, but a length of sixteen or seventeen centimeters and the thickness of two fingers was already acceptable. Xiao Bai's penis was probably shorter than mine, but thinner, which made it appear longer. His

engorged and swollen penis constantly scraped against my wife's genitals, making her even more aroused. Xiao Bai couldn't help but open his mouth to kiss my wife's red lips, not forgetting to give me a questioning look. For a moment, I almost wanted to stop him, but I held back. With his tacit approval, Xiao Bai sucked hard on my wife's lips, occasionally trying to pry open her teeth with his tongue, but my wife kept her teeth tightly closed, preventing him from succeeding.

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