6 middle-aged couple

page views:1 Publication date:2020-07-22

As soon as I got off work, I rushed home, my mind preoccupied. I also wanted to

tell my wife about my conversation with Mr. A, hoping she would accept my promise. After a hasty dinner, while

washing dishes in the kitchen, I quickly and briefly told my wife about my conversation with Mr. A at work, adding that Mr.

A and his wife wanted to speak with us on the phone. My wife listened to my story while washing the dishes, and

finally chuckled softly, her head bowed. I understood then; I didn't need her reply, I had

achieved my goal. After finishing the chores and putting the children to school, I took my wife's hand and said, "Let's go for

a walk!" My wife didn't say anything, picked up my phone from the coffee table, and took my arm

as we went out. Early summer, a gentle breeze carrying the faint fragrance of various plants caressed our faces—it was so

warm and comfortable. It had been a very long time since we'd taken a walk hand in hand like this, and a sense of

melancholy crept into my heart. The passage of time had made us aware that our youth was fading, and fragmented memories of the past were slowly

resurfacing. We didn't immediately call Mr. and Mrs. A; instead, we walked arm in arm along the neighborhood

path, discussing things earnestly and frankly. "Have you thought it through?" my wife asked earnestly. "I have,

but I'm not sure if I'm truly ready. I really want to experience that unique and exciting feeling. We

've focused too much on the practicalities of life in the past, neglecting the spiritual connection.

People our age seem to have experienced so much, but we've never truly valued ourselves," I replied earnestly as well.

"Are you ready?" my wife continued. After a moment's thought, I answered, "I've

thought about it carefully these past few days. If both of you are sincere, I think I can accept it. I really want to

try What about you? What do you think?" "I... I'm not sure yet. I don't object to you trying it, but I'm afraid I

'll be embarrassed, and I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it," I said to my wife with a smile. "To be honest,

I don't have any concerns about doing this. We're an old married couple, what's there to be uncomfortable about? As long as you're willing

, I have no problem with it." My wife smiled back at me and said, "I also want to try it, but I don't know

what the effects will be." I still smiled and replied, "Hehe, don't think too much about it. Just think of it as

a passionate game we're playing!" My wife was a little shy, hugged my arm tightly, and whispered, "I'm just

embarrassed ! Doing that with a strange man, I can't be completely uninhibited, can I?" After hearing her say that, I tilted
my head back, and for some reason, a wicked, satisfied smile appeared on my face... Time passed quickly, and it was already past

eight o'clock in the evening. I said, "Let's call them!" "Okay," my wife replied readily, and she

took out her phone and handed it to me. I took the phone, a strange tension gripping my heart, my movements a little flustered. I

knew from this moment on, we were about to open a door so alluring to us, we were about to

enter that door and explore the world beyond; we would also be transformed in that world, transformed into what? I

didn't know yet, perhaps it would be a rebirth through fire. I dialed A's number, and they answered quickly,

as if they had been waiting. "Hello? Is this A? Hello!" "Yes, it's me, are you Qin Yong? Hello!

" We greeted each other, "Are you both there?" A asked first, "We're both there!" I replied. Suddenly

, I was speechless. Although I could answer fluently in front of a computer, I

didn't . After a long silence, I sensed that Fang was also waiting, but

I couldn't quite describe the expression on her face. "Have you made your plans?" After a long silence, A broke the silence first,

"Yes, we've made our plans!" "I replied confidently, 'Then you should talk to my wife first!' I heard

Mr. A transfer the phone to his wife. At that moment, I immediately felt a surge of heat rising from my heart, gradually

spreading to my brain, and my face flushed. All the questions and answers I had prepared were completely forgotten. I asked some irrelevant questions

incoherently . My wife held my arm tightly, her head close to my

ear, trying to hear every sound on the other end of the line. I was so nervous that I didn't know what to say or

ask. I could feel Mr. A's wife speaking very calmly and skillfully on the other end of the line. My wife nudged

me, indicating that she wanted to say a few words, and I immediately said, 'Let my wife talk to you!' 'Okay!'

Duifang replied calmly. I handed the phone to my wife, who took it and excitedly started chatting with Duifang.

I never expected that she, who was usually so taciturn with strangers, would be so talkative." She and the

couple, Fang and her husband, talked non-stop for over half an hour. During that time, she

told me all about our thoughts on the matter, our concerns, and our desires regarding sex, making me blush. I stared

at her, stunned; she occasionally smiled shyly at me while speaking. Sensing they had

finished
their conversation, I interrupted them. Composing myself, I took the phone and

slowly asked, "How did you feel?" A, on the other end, said happily, "I felt

good about it. When are you free? Come over to our house, let's meet up. If both Fang and I aren't

opposed, how about we have some fun?" "Sure! We'll go back and discuss it. After all, it's our first time trying this,

we need to communicate!" I replied very sincerely. "Okay! We'll wait for your reply. Goodbye!" "

Bye!" Our first ever touching yet nerve-wracking phone call ended just like that.

Afterwards , the feeling was somewhat mysterious and warm, with a slightly sweet aftertaste that lingered.

After hanging up the phone, we laughed and joked as we went home. After settling our son to bed and washing up, we hurriedly went to

bed ourselves.

The usually quiet bedtime routine was much more lively this time. Leaning against the bed, I

asked , "How did it feel?" My wife just laughed and didn't answer. "How did it feel?" I asked again. My wife

still laughed, and after a while, she asked, "Do you really want to know what I think?" "Of course

I want to know," I said, feeling a little flustered by my wife's ambiguous answer. My wife smiled and

said, "I felt good about them both; they don't seem like bad people! But, to play with them..."

"I don't feel it!" "What? What does 'don't feel it' mean? Tell me!" It felt like

a bucket of my head, instantly extinguishing the raging fire that had just ignited within me. My mind went blank,

completely dazed. I didn't know what to say. Had all my hard work over the past few days been

destroyed by her casual remark? Was the door to hope, which was just about to open, about to be closed so quickly?

"Don't feel it!

Don't feel it!" I needed her to explain. "Aren't they doing fine? Tell me, why don't you feel it?"

I asked, clearing my jumbled thoughts. "I don't know, I can't explain it, it's just that I don't feel it

. Do you understand? I don't feel that way!" My wife smiled, and once again I was speechless. A sense of dejection

welled up inside me. I lay helplessly on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and sighed. Seeing my somewhat gloomy

expression, my wife chuckled. I glanced sideways at my wife's slightly gloating smile,

feeling a surge of resentment.

I said, "Are you playing me? You say you're willing, but you don't really mean it!"

My wife

laughed again , seeming somewhat pleased. She said, "No, no, really not! I just don't feel comfortable. You can

look again, maybe someone else will! Really, look again!" I looked at her somewhat resentfully, thinking to myself

: Look again?

You make it sound so easy, but it's not that easy to find someone! Although I was somewhat dissatisfied, I thought again that this

required both of us to be willing, and it wasn't good to force anyone. We chatted about other trivial work matters for a while, and then both of

us drifted off to sleep. This first time, such an enticing close encounter ended without a trace, becoming a thing of the past

with some regret and disappointment. My once excited and passionate heart gradually dried up and calmed down.

Could this be considered an experience, a kind of maturity? Although we're nearing forty and have weathered some storms,

in this matter we're still like toddlers taking their first steps, everything seems to be just beginning. Day after day,

the cycle repeats itself, everything seems to have returned to the past, mundane and unremarkable. The only difference is that I'm still

searching online, waiting, waiting for a unique and passionate experience to arrive soon. During these

days, our sex life seems to have improved somewhat, especially when we talk about our

thoughts and experiences with sex, it always ends with a fierce battle in bed. It's as if we're slowly accumulating

something, and when the necessary energy is gathered, it will

erupt like a volcano once the right environment is encountered. I can clearly feel that we're eager to try.

Since my brief but unique contact with Mr. and Mrs. A, I've become much more composed online. Occasionally, Mr. A will call me,

hoping to take things further, but I always politely decline. To be honest, even now I still don't know

why my wife said "I didn't feel anything" that day. Whenever I ask her about it, she just smiles and never gives a clear

answer. Women are like that, sometimes so unpredictable. Later, through my persistent efforts and careful

screening, we got to know Mr. B and Mr. C, a married couple. Unlike with Mr. A, we didn't

video chat and then talk on the phone first. Basically, we chatted until we felt comfortable with each other, and then arranged to meet in person

at a teahouse. Both meetings were equally exciting, and a little thrilling

. Because before meeting, no one knew what the other person would be like, what they would talk about, or what they would

do ; everything happened without any preparation. Mr. B and Mr. C were both
quite nice,

eloquent, and clearly of good character. Mr. B's wife appeared mature and charming; they were a year or two

younger , and their child was four or five years old. Mr. C's wife was dignified and pretty,

over 1.7 meters tall, almost as tall as me at first glance. Mr. C was about my age, but his wife was much younger,

maybe ten years younger. Both meetings took place in a romantic and warm atmosphere. The men,

without any hostility, greedily and passionately gazed at Fang's wife's body, while the women, without

any restraint, shyly stole glances at Fang's husband, their eyes often meeting

briefly . Although their words were nonchalant, their hearts

were in intense turmoil. Occasionally, taking advantage of a trip to the restroom, they would intentionally or unintentionally engage

in slight physical contact, which was undeniably exciting and pleasurable. When the men discussed

key and provocative topics, the women would always lower their heads, avoiding the gaze of their other men

, their faces flushed with shyness. Sometimes, they would join in, offering their own opinions,

but ultimately, under the passionate gaze of Fang's husband, they would lower their eyes and smile. What an experience! It was

so unforgettable; even now, thinking about it makes me feel like I'm right there, unwilling to leave. However, good

things are often fraught with obstacles. Although we had closer interactions with Mr. and Mrs. B and C,

we never progressed further for one reason or another. I clearly remember that after those two meetings, my

wife and I engaged in quite intense sexual intercourse. Each time, we fell

asleep exhausted after an unparalleled stimulation and intense climax. And during this time, we began to indulge in many unique fantasies and

actions. She was no longer herself, and I was no longer myself. Until one day, Mr. and Mrs. D...

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/112973.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=112973&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : Seeking skilled developers of good families

Next Page : Looking for single men around Taiyuan to have a threesome with my husband and me.