A couple's dating experience—finding a compatible partner is really not easy.

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We've been married for 10 years, and we have a son—a happy family of three. As the years have passed, our marriage has gone from initial passion and excitement after having a child to a gradual decline into a mundane routine. Ten years—it sounds so long, yet it feels so short. Time washes everything away, leaving only the marks of time. We're no longer young, no longer passionate; all that's left is a formulaic life: home—work—home. The content is unchanging: elderly parents, children, the daily grind. Our once-hopeful intimacy has lost its luster, like the three daily meals—bland and tasteless, yet unavoidable. Perhaps this is what they call visual fatigue! In bed, we're like two familiar strangers, mechanically moving without any desire, like a son completing homework—a little reluctant, yet unable to avoid it. This is perhaps life! Undeniably, in these mundane days, we've both inevitably started having some little physical interactions. Actually, we can both sense it. Although we both hid it well, we'd been married for ten years after all. We could sense subtle, almost imperceptible changes in each other, but for the sake of the family, neither of us dared to break the ice. We each knew exactly how far things had progressed; no one mentioned it, and no one tried to stop us. However, one sunny early summer Sunday afternoon, we sat at home drinking tea, chatting casually. I don't know who brought it up first, but we started talking about our current life. Unexpectedly, we were both so frank and serious, as if we'd planned it beforehand.

Time ticked by, and we talked for a full four hours. Finally, we reached a consensus: we needed to improve our marriage, to rekindle some of the passion we once had, even if it was just a little bit! We agreed to both take Monday off work, drop the kids off at school, and then drive to a hot spring resort in the suburbs to relax, enjoy some time alone together. Monday, everything went according to plan. Around noon, we arrived at the hot spring resort in the suburbs, had a quick lunch, and checked into our room. The guest rooms were in a semi-detached villa style, single-story, with one bedroom and one living room. The backyard had a large, semi-open-air hot spring pool, big enough to accommodate four people, surrounded by high walls. Perhaps because it was Monday, there were very few people. Everything around felt so quiet and cozy. We took off our clothes and soaked in the hot spring, closing our eyes and enjoying the comfortable feeling of the warm water caressing our bodies. I opened my eyes and looked at my wife, naked in the pool. It had been a long time since I had looked at her so closely. Her body had gained some weight; due to childbirth, there was some extra fat on her lower abdomen. Time waits for no one! However, I was comforted by the fact that my wife's skin was still as fair as before, and although her breasts and buttocks had sagged a bit, they were still quite full. My wife was 1.65 meters tall and weighed 120 kilograms, a typical figure for a married woman. I closed my eyes again, wanting to savor the sight of my naked wife before me. My wife was lying in the pool, resting with her eyes closed. Seemingly noticing me watching her, she slowly opened her eyes. Seeing me staring at her intently, she smiled slightly, a hint of mischief in her eyes, and said, "What are you thinking about?" I opened my eyes wide and looked directly at her, whispering, "Making love!" "I knew you were thinking about something naughty!" my wife retorted softly. I chuckled twice, feeling a reaction in my lower body; my penis gradually hardened. To be honest, this was the first time we'd bathed together like this after so many years of marriage. My wife sensed my change, glancing at my already erect penis out of the corner of her eye, and smiled. After a moment of silence, only a few seconds, my wife climbed to my side, wrapped her arms around my neck, her eyes shining, and said in a voice only we could hear, "Hey! Honey! Let's do it in the water! We've never done it in the water before, it'll be so exciting!" I didn't say anything, just smiled at her, seeing a slight blush rise to her cheeks. I lowered my head, cupped her breasts in my hands, and unconsciously my lips began to suckle on one of her large nipples. After soaking in the hot spring water, I could feel that my wife's breasts were swollen, and her skin was much redder—no, much pinker.

I greedily suckled on the nipple, which had become enlarged from breastfeeding, watching her areola slowly turn red. While suckling, I kneaded her other breast with my hand. After a while, my wife became aroused, letting out soft moans, "Oh! Oh! Oh…!" I kissed and suckled at her body, which was so familiar to me. My wife was aroused. Without realizing it, she straddled me with her legs in the water, her hands around my head, her lips whispering in my ear, "Husband! I want it!" Then, without warning, she reached into the water and grabbed my long-awaited penis. She lifted herself slightly, then sat down forcefully, inserting my penis completely into her. At the same time, I heard her gasp softly, "Oh! My God!" Perhaps because of the unfamiliar environment, or to avoid being overheard, she controlled her voice. At this moment, I could feel my wife was completely aroused. She closed her eyes, moving up and down with perfect understanding and skill. Her full breasts bounced in front of me and near my mouth with her movements. I truly felt that long-lost excitement filling my entire body. The warm spring water surrounded us, our lower bodies submerged. I braced myself on the steps by the pool, keeping my upper body above the water, my legs on the bottom, eagerly awaiting each powerful thrust from my wife. "Ah! Ah! Ah!..." My wife, while enjoying this rare pleasure, kept letting out familiar, exciting moans. However, she still tried to control the volume, after all, this wasn't our own home where we could be as carefree. I was already a little tipsy, to the point of forgetting myself. Who cares? Nobody knows us anyway, who can tell us what's going on when we're having sex? I thought to myself! Then I whispered to my wife, "Baby, louder, louder!" Encouraged, or perhaps because the pent-up pleasure was finally coming again, my wife let out sounds from deep within her throat—no, from the very depths of her being. "Oh! Oh! Oh!..." My wife began to moan loudly, the loudest I'd ever heard in our 10 years of marriage. She had completely forgotten everything else. The rhythm of her moans grew faster and faster, and her movements became more and more forceful! I knew my wife's climax was approaching. I also felt my pent-up energy about to explode in this beautiful moment. "Slap! Slap! Slap!..." The crisp sounds of their bodies colliding mingled with their unrestrained cries, weaving a beautiful melody that drifted into our ears, pounding against our eardrums and stimulating our nerves. As if driven by a powerful force, I thrust forcefully into my wife, matching her rhythmic movements. A warm pool of fluid seemed to frolic around us, creating small ripples. At the same time, I opened my mouth and took one of her erect nipples, which swayed before my eyes, into my mouth, sucking on it frantically. I alternated between sucking on each nipple. Just as she was about to reach her climax, I gently bit her nipple with my teeth. "Ah! Husband, I can't take it anymore!" my wife cried out, and I felt a primal force welling up within me, about to erupt.

I quickened the pace of my thrusts inside her and increased the force. Soon, accompanied by our passionate shouts, a thrilling current surged through our bodies, and we experienced once again the shared ecstasy we hadn't felt in a long time. My wife held my head, pressed against my body, and breathed heavily. However, our bodies didn't separate; my penis remained inside her. After about half a minute, I saw a thick, white liquid flow from our joined bodies, slowly dissipating and dissolving into the warm pool water. A moment later, my wife gestured for me to sit on the edge of the pool. I slowly pulled my penis out of her, and she let out a soft "Oh!" I sat up on the edge of the pool, my engorged penis surfacing. Strangely, although my penis had just experienced a fierce battle and was somewhat limp, it didn't shrink or recede as usual. Instead, it maintained its original length, as if panting and waiting for its owner's call. My wife noticed this subtle change and became very excited. Suddenly, my wife knelt down in the water facing me, grabbed my penis with both hands, and began to give me oral sex. To be honest, after so many years of marriage, my wife's oral sex skills were quite good. However, at this moment, in this place, I felt a strange excitement I had never felt before. My wife kept changing her techniques, and I noticed her body trembling slightly underwater. After about 10 minutes, my penis was erect again in front of her. Suddenly, my wife jumped up from the pool and ran quickly into the room. Before I could fully process what was happening, she came out with a large bath towel from the shower stall. Years of tacit understanding made me immediately understand her intention. We smiled at each other, watching her spread the towel on the edge of the pool. I stepped out of the water and stood on the edge. We didn't speak, continuing in silence. Perhaps, any words at this moment would be superfluous. My wife spread out a bath towel, turned her back to me, knelt on the towel, hands on the ground, and shamelessly raised her hips high, displaying her lush pubic hair before me, like prey awaiting a hunter's mad plunder! It was also as if she was seductively teasing me. I knelt behind her on one knee, one hand supporting her full buttocks, pressing down slightly. She immediately adjusted her position, arching her back, and now she was in the perfect spot. My other hand grasped my now-erect penis, aimed it at her slightly parted, wet entrance, and gently thrust my hips forward. "Sizzle!" My entire penis entered my wife's body, and I heard her let out a low moan, "Mmm!" What followed was another exhilarating marital battle. Amidst my wife's post-orgasmic ramblings, I also ejaculated. So pleasurable! It felt like a memory from long ago, yet now it felt fresh and real. My wife collapsed weakly onto the bath towel, seemingly still savoring the brilliance of the moment. I was utterly exhausted, my penis limp and deflated like a punctured balloon. After a short rest, we soaked in the hot spring together for a while before returning to our room. We took showers and lay down on the bed, embracing each other. I felt really tired and sleepy.

But lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep immediately. We stayed in each other's arms, half-asleep, reminiscing about the exciting moments we had just shared, hoping to drift off to sleep. Suddenly, as if possessed, I blurted out, "Such a wonderful setting! It would have been perfect if another couple had joined us!" As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized my mistake and jolted awake. However, words spoken are like water spilled; they cannot be taken back. I knew I was about to receive a harsh scolding from my wife. I stood there, speechless, as if time and air had frozen. But my wife remained silent and motionless. After what seemed like an eternity, my wife turned to me, breaking the silence. In a gentle, peaceful tone, she asked, "You really want to?" My eyes widened, and I nodded. Unexpectedly, she smiled. "You want to play some kind of... game?" she asked, a hint of coquettishness in her voice. I replied, "I had that thought just now!" Another smile, tinged with a slight chuckle. She slowly said, "I don't object!" This time, I was speechless. I sat up abruptly and said solemnly, "Really?" My wife looked at me and nodded firmly. Haha, it was truly a case of "searching high and low without finding it, only to have it fall into my lap effortlessly!" A surge of secret joy welled up within me! What others struggled to obtain, I had acquired so easily. At that moment, I even doubted everything I had heard! We were wide awake and began a lively discussion. We talked about many things, sharing our perspectives, and finally reached a consensus, along with a few rules. Without affecting our families, we can find couples who share the same ideas to enjoy the pleasure of sex together; the other person must be a married couple with legitimate jobs, or a long-term relationship; they must be in good health; if we confirm the other person's health, we can go without condoms; and we don't object to four people playing together. As we talked, an inexplicable excitement washed over us, and before we knew it, my penis had become erect again... What followed, of course, was another round of lovemaking. As the sun set, we got up and headed home, merging into the sea of cars and people with a sense of anticipation. We both looked forward to a new chapter in our lives. Walking home, we remained silent. But I knew that we were both feeling emotional and our thoughts were racing, wondering what awaited us. After a day of indulgence at the hot springs, we returned to the familiar yet monotonous reality, playing our respective roles. We picked up our child from school, went home, ate dinner as usual, watched our son study, put him to bed, and then returned to our warm and comfortable bed. Leaning against the headboard, I read the newspaper, while my wife read a book. Usually, we would chat casually about trivial matters and what we had seen or heard, but today we were both silent.

I casually flipped through the day's newspaper, but couldn't absorb a single word. I didn't know why; my mind was a jumbled mess, completely disoriented. Finally, I broke the silence, turning to my wife and asking, "Do you think it's okay?" She seemed to understand immediately. Perhaps she was just as confused as I was, and reading was merely a pretext. She put down her book, looked at me, blinked, and after a moment's thought, replied, "I don't know!" "Then do you want to?" I continued. "Hmm… how should I put it? I kind of want to, but I'm also afraid!" "Afraid of what?" I asked her, though I was also a little worried myself. My wife thought for a moment, and then I saw a faint blush rise on her face, which was no longer as youthful as a girl's. She softly replied, "I can't really explain it!" Yes! "Afraid"—such simple words, yet at this moment, they contained such rich meaning, indescribable and inexplicable, like a heavy weight pressing on my heart. Could ten years of shared trials and tribulations really be so easily crushed by the chariot of desire? I don't know! I don't know! I really don't know! However, one thing I am clear about is that there is a door in our hearts, and we both want to open it, to see what kind of world lies behind it, hoping that a ray of bright sunshine will drift in and dispel the gloom that currently shrouds our lives. After a long period of contemplation, I broke the silence again, "What do you think we should do next?" "What do you think?" My wife answered without hesitation this time. "How about we give it a try?" After another silence, my wife said, "Let's look for it first, what do you say?" "Okay!" I replied with excitement and anticipation after receiving my wife's approval. I casually tossed the newspaper onto the floor beside the bed, sat up, and asked, "How do we look? Should you look or should I?" My wife smiled slightly, the first smile she had shown all night, and said with a shy and coquettish tone, "This is a man's business, why are you asking me? I'm embarrassed to do this!" After saying that, she put down the book in her hand, turned over, and went to sleep. Hey! It was supposed to be a matter for two people, so how did it become just my problem? I thought to myself, but a faint smile still appeared on my face. I got up, turned off the light, and in the darkness, looking at my sleeping wife, I smiled again. Although it was a smile, a complex feeling welled up inside me. Whatever, let's sleep first. After all, today had brought unexpected gains. I was tired, really tired! Several moments of youthful indulgence had left us exhausted. With our hopes for a new chapter tomorrow, we drifted off to sleep, and we both slept soundly and deeply that night. The next day, as usual, I rushed to work. But this time, I felt a sense of freshness and comfort. I walked briskly into the office and immediately turned on the computer. Normally, I would have made a strong cup of tea, opened the newspaper, and dawdled for ages. I went online, searched—a series of practiced operations. Soon, I found a bunch of relevant information; I hadn't expected it to be so easy. During my spare time at work, I sifted through a lot of relevant information. It didn't take much effort to find a QQ group for couples in our city to make friends. I was surprised to find so many people with this hobby! But which ones were genuine? Which were fake? It seemed I'd have to do some careful work. Never mind, since I'd already embarked on this path, I might as well keep going! Good or bad, I'd give it a try. I immediately messaged the group admin, explaining that we were a sincere couple and wanted to try making friends with other couples. After a long wait, luckily, the admin replied.

We chatted, and after confirming my sincerity, the other person asked me to send them a photo of us as a couple. I immediately sent them a photo of us that I had saved on my computer. Simply put, he accepted my request and gave me a few pointers. I was incredibly excited, but at the same time, I felt extremely nervous; after all, it was my first time doing this. My heart was in my throat, my breathing was rapid, my face was flushed, and even my hand holding the teacup was trembling. However, a powerful force and my own desires drove me to forget everything else. There were quite a few people in the group, but not many were online. I eagerly checked each friend's profile; haha, they wrote all sorts of things, it was really interesting. I calmed myself down a bit and quickly sent friend requests to everyone, online or offline. I waited expectantly for their replies! Soon, I received responses, and I chatted enthusiastically with them. As for the content, I think everyone has been through this before—it was nothing more than age, height, appearance, and of course, our thoughts on exchanging partners. However, after chatting for a while, I realized that there weren't many sincere people who met our requirements. Actually, up to this point, I really didn't know what kind of people met our requirements; I was just chatting with them based on a gut feeling, feeling extremely nervous, but pretending to be very casual. Time ticked by, but nothing came of it, leaving my once enthusiastic and eager heart feeling utterly disappointed. At that moment, several young men in their early twenties kept messaging me, asking me to send them photos. What was going on? I was getting annoyed! At such a young age, were they even fully grown? Coming here to hang out, how could they possibly be couples? Later I learned that these kids were looking for couples to have threesomes with, but we weren't interested. I ignored them, sipped my tea, and continued working, while quietly waiting. About an hour later, I heard a "thump! thump! thump!" sound from my computer, like knocking on the door. I knew someone had come online. I didn't look up, continuing with my work. Suddenly, "Beep! Beep! Beep!" The computer on my desk emitted a crisp, pleasant sound. Someone had sent me a message. I glanced at the screen instinctively. A friend who had just logged on (I'll call him A from now on) had messaged me via private chat in the group. I immediately put down my work, clicked the mouse, and a short message appeared: "Are you new here?" I quickly checked his profile; he was two years younger than me—perfect! My intuition told me this person was suitable. I immediately replied, "Yes! I just joined today." Then, we started chatting. At first, we repeated the topics mentioned earlier. As the conversation progressed, the atmosphere became more lively. We learned about each other's situations and thoughts, felt much more familiar, and our speech became more open, even direct. I realized they were already quite experienced.

"Do you have a video?" he suddenly asked. I said, "No, I'm at work, I don't have a video." "Then do you have photos?" Again, photos? I immediately countered, "Do you have any?" "We have a video. If you send us photos, I can show you our video." Ah?! Okay! Okay! My brain immediately buzzed with excitement, and my heart raced with nervousness. Was this real? Could it be that many of yesterday's fantasies were about to become reality? My mind raced, but my hands didn't stop. I found what I considered to be the best photo of the two of us on my computer and sent it to him. Soon, he opened the video. I saw a man about my age, who looked very capable. "Can you see me?" he asked. "Yes, yes," I quickly replied, feeling incredibly excited, even a little speechless. "Want to see my wife?" he asked. "Yes!" I answered without hesitation. Heh, who wouldn't? We'd been chatting for ages, wasn't this what we were waiting for? A moment later, Mr. A's wife sat down in front of the screen, a voluptuous woman, whom I felt was a bit more voluptuous than my own wife. I stared wide-eyed, excited, afraid of missing a single detail. I greedily—and now, looking back, I was indeed greedily—watched her entire video. Damn it, why is this video window so small? Who invented it? Couldn't they have invented a bigger window? I cursed inwardly. The woman in the video appeared mature and composed. "How does it feel?" she asked. Heh heh! This was the first time in my life I'd scrutinized someone with such a clear, ulterior motive. To be honest, I prefer women with a fuller figure, and she certainly fit my aesthetic preferences. I said, "Yes, quite nice!" Then, I started chatting with A's wife. I'll keep the content of our conversation a secret; it's really inconvenient to describe here. About fifteen minutes later, A returned to the screen, interrupting our conversation. "You've seen it," A said. "Yes, yes," I quickly replied. A continued, "We've seen your photos too, and they look good. Go home and discuss it with your wife. After all, you're newlyweds. Discuss it yourselves first, and then contact each other again tomorrow!" "Okay, okay!" I answered hastily, still feeling somewhat overwhelmed by the excitement. Our first chat ended just like that. After work, I drove quickly through the rush hour traffic, all my past complaints about traffic jams gone, my only thought was to get home as fast as possible. When I got home, my wife had already picked up the kids. Seeing my slightly sweaty face, she was a little surprised. Why are you sweating? That's not like me! My wife seemed to understand something, giving me a look, and I immediately understood.

My wife didn't ask anything, and we finished everything as usual, step by step. Once in bed, I described the day's events to her in detail. My wife listened attentively, a familiar blush occasionally rising on her face. When I mentioned some of my naughty thoughts, she blushed, lowered her head, and avoided looking at me. She was shy—such a familiar expression, so familiar to me ten years ago, yet so unfamiliar now. I felt as if I had rediscovered something I had once lost. I became somewhat agitated. I stared at my wife, who remained head down, not looking at me. I could feel her face burning. After a moment of silence, I suddenly exploded. My hands roughly but expertly ripped off her nightgown. My wife looked at me in surprise. "What are you doing?" Before she could finish her sentence, I had stripped her naked. What was I doing? Did I even need to ask? What could a husband and wife do in bed? I forcefully turned her over, her back to me, and she lay face down on the bed. Despite my almost rough movements, she managed to quickly adjust her position. A husband and wife are a husband and wife, after all; they could achieve perfect harmony in a split second. I raised my already erect penis, aimed it at her secret opening, and *whoosh!* My penis slid in completely. "Ah!!!" My wife screamed, her head slumped, and she collapsed onto the pillow. I wonder if our son next door heard her. Damn! Without any foreplay, my wife's vagina was incredibly lubricated, something I hadn't expected. Could it be that she was already aroused? I didn't dwell on it and continued my actions. I reached my hands to my wife's breasts, grasping the breasts I had held countless times before, and kneaded them vigorously. I lay on her back, thrusting into her with a cathartic release. "Ah! Ah! Ah!..." From the moment I entered her, my wife hadn't stopped moaning. A fierce battle ensued, and with another cry, we both reached our long-awaited climax. After a short rest, my wife weakly scolded, "What's wrong with you today?" What's wrong? Do you even need to ask? Wasn't that a rhetorical question? I chuckled. My wife, seeing my somewhat mischievous smile, lightly punched me with her fist, then turned and got out of bed to go to the bathroom. I also got out of bed, tiptoed to my son's room, gently pushed open the door, saw my son's sleeping face, smiled slightly, closed the door, and went back to my own bed. Another deep, restful sleep! Waking up in the morning, I began a busy day. Seeing my wife's more radiant face, many of the gloomy feelings of recent years lessened in my heart. From then on, I added another task I voluntarily took on—online chatting. Arriving at the office, the first thing I did was no longer make tea, but turn on the computer and go online. As promised, I met A again on QQ. Today, we greeted each other like old friends. He asked how our discussion last night went, and I said it was OK. He was very happy, and we agreed to have the two couples talk on the phone together that evening. Ah! My mood was truly pleasant, and work felt much easier.

In the afternoon, I sat with my teacup by the office window, gazing at the endless stream of cars and bustling crowds below, lost in thought. Why are people so strange? Humans have desires, but when do these desires ever end? They're always impeccably dressed, so respectable, yet deep down their hearts are so bizarre and secretive. What awaits us? Passion? Excitement? Or satisfaction? But what comes after satisfaction? What else? Is there danger? Is there disease? Is there family breakdown…? I dare not think about it, I dare not think any further. The masses below, what are you thinking? How do you live? Do you, like me, harbor secrets of one kind or another? After work, I rushed home as usual; something was on my mind. I also wanted to tell A the results of my conversation, hoping she would accept the promise I made. I ate a hasty dinner, and while washing the dishes in the kitchen, I quickly and briefly told my wife about my conversation with Mr. A at work that day, and that Mr. and Mrs. A wanted to speak with us on the phone. My wife listened to my story while washing the dishes, and finally chuckled softly to herself. I understood then; I didn't need to wait for her answer, I already had the result. After finishing the housework and settling the children in their studies, I took my wife's hand and said, "Come on, 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, so warm and comfortable. It had been a long, long time since we had walked hand in hand like this, and a sense of melancholy crept into my heart. The passage of time had made us feel the loss of youth, and fragmented memories of the past slowly resurfaced in our hearts. We didn't immediately call Mr. and Mrs. A; instead, we walked arm in arm along the neighborhood path, discussing our conversation earnestly and frankly. "Have you thought it through?" my wife asked seriously. "I have, but I'm not sure if I'm really sure. I really want to experience that new and exciting feeling. We've paid too much attention to the practical aspects of life in the past and neglected our spiritual feelings. People our age seem to have experienced a lot, but we've never really valued ourselves." I answered just as seriously. "Are you ready?" my wife asked. I thought for a moment and replied, "I've thought about it carefully these past two days. If we can both be honest with each other, 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 trying, but I'm afraid I'll be embarrassed, afraid you won't be able to accept it." I smiled at my wife and said, "Honestly, I don't have any concerns about this matter itself. We're an old married couple, what can't we accept? As long as you're willing, I have no problem." My wife smiled back at me and said, "I also want to try, but I don't know what the result will be." I still smiled and replied, "Hehe, don't think so much. Just think of it as a passionate game we're playing!" My wife became a little shy, hugged my arm tightly, and whispered, "I'm just embarrassed! I can't be completely uninhibited doing that with a strange man, can I?" After she finished speaking, I looked up, a mischievous, satisfied smile creeping across my face for some reason… Time flew by, and it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. I said, “Let’s call them!” “Okay,” my wife replied readily, handing me her phone.

I took the phone, a strange nervousness creeping into my heart, my movements a little flustered. I knew that from this moment on, we were about to open a door that held such allure for 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 only through fire could we be reborn. 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 all there!” I replied. Suddenly, I was speechless. While I could answer fluently on a computer, I was at a loss for words on the phone. After a long silence, I sensed the other person was waiting too, though I couldn't quite describe their feelings. "Have you two finalized your plans?" After a long pause, A broke the silence. "Yes, we've finalized them!" I answered confidently. "Then you should talk to my wife first!" I heard A transfer the call to his wife. At that moment, I felt a surge of heat rising within me, spreading to my brain, and my face flushed. All the questions and answers I had prepared vanished. I rambled on about unrelated topics. My wife clung tightly to my arm, her head close to my ear, trying to hear every sound on the other end of the line. I was so nervous I didn't know what to say or ask. On the other end, A's wife seemed remarkably calm and experienced. My wife nudged me, signaling that she wanted to say a few words. I immediately said, "Let my wife talk to you!" "Okay!" the other person replied calmly. I handed the phone to my wife, who took it and excitedly began chatting with the other person. I never expected that she, who was usually so quiet and reserved with strangers, would be so talkative. She and the couple 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 a little. I stared at her in astonishment, and she would occasionally give me an embarrassed smile while speaking. When I felt they had finished talking, I interrupted their conversation. I calmed myself down, took the phone, and slowly asked, "How are you feeling?" A, on the other end, sounded quite pleased and said, "I feel good about you two. When are you free? Come over to our place, let's meet up. If neither of us is 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 sincerely. "Okay! We'll wait for your reply. Goodbye!" "Bye!" Our first ever exciting yet nerve-wracking phone call ended just like that. Afterwards, it felt somewhat mysterious and warm, with a slightly sweet aftertaste that lingered. After the call, 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 impatiently, "How are you feeling?" My wife just laughed and didn't answer. "How are you feeling?" I asked again.

My wife was still smiling. After a while, she asked, "Do you really want to know what I think?" "Of course I want to know," I replied, feeling flustered by her ambiguous answer. She smiled and said, "Those two seem alright to me, they don't seem like bad people! But, I don't think I can hang out with them!" "What? What? What do you mean? Tell me!" I felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over my head, instantly extinguishing the flames of hope that had just ignited within me. My mind went blank. 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 that had just opened about to be closed so quickly? No! No! I needed to get her to explain. "Aren't they doing fine? Tell me, why won't it work?" I asked, clearing my jumbled thoughts. "I don't know, I can't explain it, it just doesn't feel right. You know what I mean? I just don't have that feeling!" My wife laughed, 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 gloating expression, my wife chuckled. I glanced at her slightly smug smile, feeling a surge of resentment. I said, "Are you playing me? You say it's okay, but you don't really want to!" My wife laughed again, seemingly pleased. She said, "No, no, really no! I just feel it won't work. You can look for someone else, maybe someone else will do! Really, look for someone else!" I looked at her somewhat resentfully, thinking: Look for someone else? You make it sound so easy, but it's not that easy! Although I was somewhat dissatisfied, I thought again that this required both of us to be willing, and it wasn't something I could force. We chatted about other trivial things for a while before drifting off to sleep. This first, so longed-for close encounter ended abruptly, leaving a sense of regret and disappointment in the past. My once excited and passionate heart gradually calmed down. Could this be considered an experience, a kind of maturity? Although we are nearing forty and have weathered some storms, in this matter we are still like toddlers taking our 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 am still searching online, waiting, hoping that a new and passionate experience will arrive soon. During these days, our married life seems to have improved somewhat, especially when we talk about our thoughts and experiences with ******, it always ends with a passionate lovemaking session. It seems we're slowly accumulating something. When it reaches a certain point, it'll erupt like a volcano once the right environment arrives. I can clearly feel that we're eager to try. Since my brief but exciting encounter 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 politely decline. To be honest, even now I still don't know why my wife said "I don'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 they're hard to understand. Later, through my persistent efforts and careful screening, we met Mr. and Mrs. B and C. Unlike with Mr. A, we didn't video chat and then talk on the phone with them. We basically chatted until we felt a connection, and then arranged to meet in person at a teahouse.

Both meetings were equally exciting, and even a little thrilling. Because before meeting, neither of us knew what the other would be like, what we would talk about, or what we would do. Everything happened without any preparation. Both Mr. B and Mr. C were quite nice, with refined manners and good character. Mr. B's wife appeared mature and charming. They were a year or two younger than us, and their child was about 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, about ten years younger. Both meetings took place in a romantic and warm atmosphere. The men could greedily and unabashedly gaze at each other's wives, while the women could shyly steal glances at each other's husbands without any restraint. Often, their eyes would meet briefly before quickly looking away, leaving everyone feeling restless and aroused. Although they verbally avoided the topic, their hearts were in turmoil. Occasionally, taking advantage of getting up to go to the restroom, they would intentionally or unintentionally engage in some slight physical contact, which was quite exciting and pleasurable. When the men discussed key and provocative topics, the women would always lower their heads, avoiding the gaze of the other man trying to catch them, their faces flushed with shyness. Sometimes, they would join in, offering their own opinions, but ultimately, under the intense gaze of their husbands, they would lower their eyes and smile. What an experience! It was so unforgettable; even now, thinking about it feels like I'm right there, unwilling to leave. However, good things often come with difficulties. 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 had quite intense lovemaking. Each time, we would fall asleep exhausted after unparalleled stimulation and intense orgasms. During this process, we began to indulge in many novel fantasies and actions. She was no longer herself, and I was no longer myself. Until one day, the appearance of Mr. and Mrs. D (hereinafter referred to as Jun and Hong) finally brought us a turn for the better after our blind waiting, and we finally achieved our goal. I met Jun through a QQ couples' group. Initially, we chatted casually and superficially, and I didn't pay much attention. Through our conversations, I learned that the couple was a few years older than us and, like us, hadn't yet had successful experience in this area. They, too, felt emotionally exhausted and numb after a long marriage, a feeling we deeply empathized with. After more than a month of lukewarm chatting, we became much more familiar, and our conversations became more relaxed. After confirming that we were both sincere in our relationship, we exchanged photos of ourselves as a couple. From the photos, I felt they seemed to be a well-mannered, gentle middle-aged couple with fairly average looks, meeting our criteria for friendship. I wonder what Jun's reaction was after seeing our photos.

In short, our conversations started to get lively. The day after we exchanged photos, Jun told me he had shown our pictures to his wife and was quite satisfied. I also told him that his wife was equally satisfied with their photos, and that night my husband and I even imagined them as each other's rivals and had a little "battle." Jun and I were both very happy, and the topics gradually increased, and our language became a bit more unrestrained. We discussed many ideas and contents about exchanging photos. After a period of communication, the day of meeting finally arrived. It was a midsummer weekend night, the air was humid and stuffy, and perhaps because of some nervousness, I felt my breathing was very rapid. We both had a premonition that this time would be fruitful. Before leaving, my wife dressed up carefully. She chose a white, sheer, sleeveless long dress, which concealed some of her physical imperfections. Approaching forty, she looked quite slender. She also sprayed on some perfume, making her look even more sexy. We dropped the children off at my parents' house and drove to the teahouse we had arranged to meet beforehand. Jun and Hong hadn't arrived yet, so we chose a small private room with air conditioning, ordered a pot of green tea, and chatted while sipping it. My wife and I chatted idly, neither of us mentioning Jun and Hong's upcoming arrival. I could sense that we were both quite nervous and expectant, but we pretended to be nonchalant. My palms were slightly sweaty, and even though I was drinking tea, my throat felt dry and burning. Smelling the delicate fragrance emanating from my wife, and looking up at her face, filled with shyness and tenderness, we smiled knowingly. About half an hour later, Jun and Hong arrived gracefully. They were both quite tall, and it was clear they had taken great care in their appearance. Jun was 1.81 meters tall, wearing a white t-shirt and crisply pressed dark trousers, looking very gentlemanly. Hong was 1.68 meters tall, also wearing a sleeveless long dress in purple, which suited her perfectly—a look that was both intense and unpretentious. Jun was very robust, with a slightly protruding belly. For someone in his early forties to maintain such a physique was quite impressive; he must exercise regularly. Hong was around thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old. Like most women her age, she was somewhat full-figured, perhaps well-concealed, or perhaps due to her height, but she still appeared quite well-proportioned. I used a very brief few seconds to carefully examine Hong, and I was quite satisfied. Her full breasts were accentuated by her well-fitting clothes, and her slightly protruding belly displayed the unique charm of a middle-aged woman. Her exposed arms were somewhat thick, but her skin was fair. Her face was made up, lightly powdered, and her skin, though showing some wrinkles, still looked smooth and delicate. The other three must have also used the handshake and small talk as an opportunity to carefully observe their respective targets. Jun and Hong first apologized for being late due to traffic, and we, of course, said we didn't mind. After the small talk, there was a brief silence; perhaps due to nervousness, no one knew what to say. The men were the braver ones, breaking the silence and casually recounting interesting anecdotes from home and abroad—a man's forte, after all. After a while, the tense atmosphere eased considerably. For some reason, the wives remained silent, simply listening to the two men's rambling. I noticed my wife's eyes were fixed on her teacup, and Hong's head was down. The men, sensing the situation, felt a bit stifled. Soon, the topic shifted to trivial matters in their lives, and the wives became more lively, raising their heads and gradually joining in. As for me, I also stared at Hong with unabashed, somewhat greedy eyes. At first, Hong didn't dare look at me, but as the conversation became more lively, she would occasionally glance at me, but she would immediately look away when our eyes met. I sipped my tea, maintaining a smile, occasionally stealing glances at my wife and Jun, and found them doing the same, their eyes darting nervously and anxiously. Based on my previous two experiences, I felt confident.

As we got to know each other better, the atmosphere of the conversation became more lively, and the tension vanished. Jun and I boldly let our eyes linger on each other's wives. The wives no longer nervously avoided their husbands' gazes, and some even bravely engaged in eye contact. However, when they noticed their husbands' eyes greedily lingering on certain sensitive areas, a blush would appear on their faces, and they would adjust their posture. Hong would sometimes intentionally or unintentionally cross her arms over her chest, perhaps trying to subtly block my intense anticipation of her rather prominent breasts. Sometimes, the wives would also fidget and lean towards me, seemingly trying to avoid something, though it was hard to tell if they were genuinely trying to hide something. They probably understood that their two experienced husbands had already used their sharp eyes to strip them naked and see through their bodies; all their feigned intimacy was useless. As time went on, the atmosphere of the conversation became increasingly relaxed and lively. The husbands seemed quite excited, talking animatedly; the wives, no longer coy, became much more relaxed and natural in their expressions and movements, occasionally even boldly showing off. Several times, Honghui straightened her back, no longer crossing her arms, and as if deliberately displaying her two plump breasts to my burning gaze, making me somewhat fantasize, constantly swallowing hard. The wives would also frequently adjust their posture, intentionally letting Jun feast his eyes on their curves, at which point I noticed Jun's gaze becoming somewhat dazed. Before I knew it, the topic shifted, suddenly turning to something we were both somewhat eager to discuss but too embarrassed to bring up. After the earlier warm-up, Jun and I were much braver, sharing our views with considerable candor. While Jun was speaking, I deliberately nudged my wife beside me. She immediately understood my intention, lowering her head shyly and nodding subtly. I knew my wife was satisfied with Jun. After receiving my wife's approval, I was overjoyed, listening attentively to Jun's conversation with a smile. Looking at Hong, I saw her fiddling with her teacup, a blush creeping onto her face. After Jun finished sharing his insights, he apologized and went to the bathroom. Only my wife, my wife, and I remained in the room, and a moment of silence fell. Neither of us knew what to say in that brief moment. Suddenly, to my surprise, my wife softly asked Hong, "Are you satisfied with my husband?" My head spun, and I felt a rush of blood to my head. Such a direct question—I wondered how Hong would answer. Hong glanced at me, then lowered her head again, softly saying, "I think he's great!" Haha, those simple words filled me with immense joy, a surge of excitement coursing through my body. I clearly realized that there were no longer any barriers or obstacles between our two couples; our four hearts could now communicate freely. Hong, after answering my wife's question, was blushing deeply, her face as red as a sheet. When Jun returned, he didn't notice anything amiss and continued his conversation. I also deliberately got up, indicating that I needed to use the restroom.

I knew I should give the couple a chance to talk alone with their wives, so I deliberately lingered outside a little longer. Sure enough, the atmosphere inside was quite lively; everyone acted like long-lost friends, very friendly. The conversation then became quite explicit and direct, filled with laughter. We shared interesting stories about our own sex lives and our individual habits, bursting into laughter at the most amusing parts. Time flew by, and it was almost midnight. Having said everything we needed to say, we said our goodbyes with joy and satisfaction, and went our separate ways. My wife and I felt incredibly relaxed when we got home. We chatted about our feelings for Jun and Hong; with our son not home, we could be carefree. While washing up, we even started flirting like we used to when we were younger. My wife said, "Hong is quite something, even more voluptuous than me. You've got a good deal!" I retorted without hesitation, "Aren't you the same? You spent the whole night flaunting your charms, making Jun's eyes pop out..." Amidst our playful banter, we returned to the bedroom. Instead of getting into bed as she had done for years, my wife turned her back to me and provocatively removed her thin nightgown, leaving me completely naked. For some reason, facing this body I knew so well, I felt a burning desire. Normally, I would have given her a numb glance, then helplessly climbed into bed and fell asleep. But now, I felt that the person standing before me wasn't my wife, but Hong with her mature, voluptuous body. My vision blurred, unable to distinguish reality from illusion. I seemed to see Hong's towering peaks, her lush meadows beckoning me. In an instant, I erupted, like an experienced hunter pouncing on its prey. My wife clearly sensed the difference in me, but she struggled with delight, trying to escape the hunter's advances. However, the prey could not escape the hunter's attack and surrendered amidst shouts. Without our son, we became even more unrestrained. After a fierce struggle, my wife cried out in alarm, and with an excited shout, I put down my beloved hunting rifle. We once again, unusually, embraced and slept. After the two couples met, Jun and I contacted each other online almost daily, joking with one another and actively discussing our various plans, tacitly making preparations. For the next two weekends, we met for dinner. We always found a private room for a quiet discussion; we didn't care much about the delicious food, the key was to experience the thrill and excitement together. Interestingly, for some reason, we switched seats during dinner: Hong sat next to me, and my wife sat next to Jun. Everything proceeded in a warm and romantic atmosphere; unconsciously, we had both made thorough mental preparations. During the meal, the conversation was relaxed and cheerful. Inevitably, we discussed many private matters, and when asked if their wives would be willing to do this or that, they often blushed and giggled.

The wives no longer had the initial reservations and shyness, and instead became surprisingly bold. I often saw my wife whispering to Jun, then blushing and giggling as she adjusted her dress. I would also, without realizing it, secretly place my hand on Hong's leg, gently caressing it out of sight of my wives and Jun. Hong didn't resist at all, letting my hand roam freely. She would even lean over and intentionally brush her full breasts against my arm when she briefly picked up food or put something down. I felt a surge of pleasure, a growing arousal in my lower body. Once, I whispered in Hong's ear, "I really like your breasts, I want to take a look." Hong blushed slightly, but pretended to be nonchalant. While my wife and Jun weren't looking, she quickly placed her hand under my armpit and pulled up the hem of my sleeveless dress. I, too, pretended to sit upright and stole a greedy glance at her treasure. Wow! She was wearing a half-cup bra, and half of her white breast was proudly exposed, rising and falling with her breath. I really wanted to grab them and swallow them whole. Soon, Hong withdrew her hand, and I felt unsatisfied, pondering my next naughty idea. During our second dinner date, we mainly discussed practical matters, agreeing on the next steps and location. We were all very excited, chatting animatedly. After discussing the plan, the second half of the time was spent exchanging ideas individually—me and Hong, my wife and Jun, how exciting! We closed the door to the private room, dropped all pretense, and boldly displayed our desires, engaging in various subtle acts. My wife and Jun talked quietly, completely oblivious to our presence. Often, two hands—no, four hands—were fiddling with something under the table. Several times, my wife was amused and giggled, leaning into Jun's arms. Of course, I didn't let up on my advances towards Hong, trying to fulfill some of my earlier wicked ideas. While my wife and Jun were engrossed in their activities and oblivious to us, I made a bold request to Hong. Hong didn't object; she readily complied. She slowly leaned forward, bringing herself closer to me, pretending to look at the menu on the table. I quickly used my hands to thoroughly enjoy my two treasures, which I had been longing for, through their clothes. I still felt somewhat unsatisfied; humans are inherently greedy! I whispered a few words in Hong's ear. Hong laughed and playfully punched me, then got up and said she was going to the bathroom. A moment later, Hong returned to the room, closed the door, and then, as if a little worried, pushed it open. My wife and Jun were too engrossed in their activities to notice us. Hong returned to her seat, and seizing the opportunity, leaned forward towards me, just like before. It was quite a rare sight. I pretended to smile and watch my wife and Jun's activities, but my hand secretly moved towards Hong's breasts. Hehe, just as I asked, Hong went out and unhooked her bra. I put one arm around Hong's shoulder and casually chatted with her. Hong cooperated and chatted with me, as if we were having a heart-to-heart talk. However, my hand didn't stop for a moment. Through the thin fabric of her dress, I moved away from her bra and began to knead her breasts wantonly. I could truly feel Hong's full breasts, her large, hard nipples, and I even squeezed them a little harder. Hong didn't resist, letting my hands roam over her chest, only occasionally covering me up, as we couldn't be too unrestrained yet. I explored nervously, hoping to enjoy as much as possible in the short time we had.

Feeling Hong's genuine cooperation, I began to explore further. I grew bolder, my hand unconsciously reaching towards the cuff of her sleeve, slipping inside. Hong was startled and immediately bent down. I quickly touched Hong's soft breasts, feeling their smooth and elastic skin. As I thrust towards the summit, ready to pluck the tempting fruit, Hong flinched and immediately pulled away. I didn't persist and withdrew. I smiled contentedly; I had gained so much today, I'd save it for next time. Making an excuse, Hong went out to tidy her clothes and returned to the room. Over there, my wife and Jun were still going at it, but all under perfect cover; I didn't see anything. Soon, everyone had had their fill and gotten what they wanted, and parted ways. We all understood that our next meeting would be the beginning of a new chapter. On the way home, my wife and I were still excited, laughing and talking about what had just happened. I told my wife everything truthfully. She laughed heartily. I couldn't wait to ask her about her relationship with Jun, and she laughed as she recounted their little antics. Surprisingly, they were even more outrageous than us! Jun had not only playfully touched her breasts, but had also gotten a good look at her underwear, and even touched them through her bra. Ah! Human hearts are truly unpredictable! Back home, we both took long showers, feeling exhausted, and drifted off to sleep with a hopeful anticipation for our next rendezvous. For the next week, my wife and I kept a low profile, mainly to get our bodies in top condition. We silently prepared for everything, but internally we were also engaged in a fierce struggle. Ten years of marriage, about to face a psychological and moral challenge—what did we want? To continue? Or to give up? Neither of us knew. However, one thing I understood was that, despite some worries, desire had overcome reason in our hearts, attempting to break through all constraints. The weekend quietly arrived, and on Saturday we entrusted our son to my parents. We got up early to pack all the prepared items; a whole bag was filled with food, drinks, and entertainment—enough for four people for two days. There was also a bag of underwear for us to change into; my wife had even bought a new set of sexy, semi-transparent silk lingerie to add some spice to the game. After packing, we embarked on our journey full of anticipation, laughing and chatting all the way. Around noon, we arrived at our agreed-upon location on the outskirts of the city. It was a quiet and elegant hot spring resort hotel, somewhat different from the one my wife and I had visited last time. There were two main buildings housing the hotel rooms, and behind them, in a garden filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, were many outdoor shared hot spring pools—everything was so peaceful and cozy. We agreed with Jun and his wife that we would split the cost for the two days. Jun and Hong had arrived a little earlier than us; they had already checked into their rooms and were waiting for us. This is a large two-bedroom suite. I really admire Jun and Hong's discerning eye and thoughtful planning. Entering the room, we put down our luggage, and the four of us exchanged knowing smiles as a greeting. For some reason, facing this moment I had once so eagerly anticipated, I suddenly felt my heart pounding, my breathing tense, my face gradually burning, and even my voice trembling slightly. I glanced at my wife beside me; she seemed just as nervous as I was. She held my arm helplessly, her body pressed tightly against mine, completely lacking her earlier ease. Looking at Hong again, she hurriedly avoided my gaze, her face instantly flushed.

Jun was busy helping us with our luggage and pouring tea. The air was thick with tension as we silently watched Jun finish. Suddenly, the phone rang, breaking the silence. It was the restaurant, informing us that lunch was ready and inviting us to eat. After hanging up the phone, Jun said, "We've already ordered lunch before you came. Let's go eat first!" "Okay! Okay!" I managed to utter two words, my voice trembling slightly from my dry throat. Escaping the temporary awkwardness, we went to the restaurant together. Once seated, our laughter returned. Just like before, my wife sat next to Jun, and Hong sat beside me. Today, the four of us were away from the city's hustle and bustle, all dressed casually in crew neck shirts and shorts. My wife and Hong's white limbs were exposed, and they seemed excited about the passion that was about to begin. We enjoyed our food and chatted happily, occasionally cracking a few dirty jokes that made my wife and Hong laugh heartily. I took the opportunity to stroke Hong's thigh under the tablecloth, imagining Jun perhaps doing the same thing. Several times, I tried to reach for Hong's sensitive inner thigh; Hong was startled and quickly closed her legs tightly, quietly moving my hand away. After a while, seeing my wife and Jun chatting happily and not paying attention to us, she leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Won't they all be yours in a little while? Why the rush?" I chuckled foolishly, turned to look at her, and saw that Hong was incredibly shy. I knew that if I reached out and hugged her then, she would definitely collapse into my arms. Lunch ended quickly, and back in the room, we were all a little awkward again. No one dared to mention the exchange. Finally, we decided to go for a soak in the hot springs to relax first. We changed into our swimsuits and found a pool that could fit four people. After removing our clothes, the wives' full, mature bodies were displayed before their husbands. Although they were no longer as graceful and perky as young girls, the mature charm of middle-aged women still aroused our desires. Jun and I smiled knowingly. My wife lay next to Jun, and Hong leaned against me, lying side by side in the warm water. Soon, we were completely soaked and sweating profusely. Hong was indeed taller and fuller than my wife, especially her breasts and hips, which frequently drew my burning gaze. Compared to Hong, my wife's previously somewhat voluptuous figure now appeared petite, possessing a unique charm. Jun and I brazenly plundered their bodies. Hong seemed to realize she could no longer hide my greedy desire for her breasts and meadows, so she simply displayed her body openly. I felt a little lightheaded, and my lower body gradually hardened. With a gentle push, I submerged my entire body in the water. I dared not look any longer, afraid I might do something rash. Jun and my wife chatted and laughed nearby, so close, yet I couldn't hear a word. The whole scene gave the impression that Hong was my wife, while my wife was Jun's woman. Over an hour in the hot spring had left our bodies feeling refreshed. Jun and I both realized that everything was ready, and it was time to begin. We suggested going back to the room, and my wife and Hong said nothing, silently agreeing. Wrapped in towels, Jun and I walked ahead, whispering as we discussed our next steps. My wife and Hong followed timidly behind, heads down, seemingly pondering the consequences. Jun and I quickly exchanged ideas; we'd already discussed this on QQ, just confirming again. The short distance from the hot spring to our room felt incredibly long. Though I spoke excitedly, my heart pounded with apprehension, a mix of anticipation and fear. I wondered what the other three were thinking—were they like me, or were they already carefree? Finally, we reached our room. Jun deftly opened the door, and we filed in. To ease the tension, we each poured ourselves a cup of tea. My wife and Hong, wearing swimsuits and towels, sat on the living room sofa, sipping tea in silence.

I glanced at my wife, exchanged a look with Jun, picked up my teacup, and sat down next to Hong. Jun sat down next to my wife as well. I sensed Hong flinched nervously. Sensing our wives' tension, Jun and I exchanged another look and suggested we take a shower first, then play cards together. There was only one bathroom in the guest room. We quickly showered, changed, and reunited in the living room. Jun and I were wearing beach shorts and were both shirtless; we knew there was no need for extra clothing. My wife and Hong were wearing pajamas, the kind with low necklines that revealed a lot—the kind of tank tops you only wear in your own bedroom. Hong seemed to be wearing a bra, making it impossible to see her entire breasts at a glance. My wife was a bit bolder; she wasn't wearing a bra, and her two full breasts were clearly visible, the two large nipples proudly displayed against her pajamas, inevitably sparking the imagination. The four of us sat in a zigzag pattern, playing "Arching Pig" (a card game). As the game progressed, everyone gradually relaxed, talking and laughing more until they were completely at ease. My wife would sometimes deliberately shift her position to expose more of her body, and Jun, of course, didn't hesitate to feast his eyes on her. Although I also kept scanning Hong's body, her bra prevented me from fully seeing her breasts. After one round, we all seemed to have gotten used to the game and no longer needed any preamble; after all, we weren't there to play cards for entertainment. I looked around at the three of us, and Jun nodded at me, as if to say, "Let's begin!" I smiled and quietly explained the plan I had discussed with Jun. I said to my wife and Hong, "How about we all play together?" As soon as I finished speaking, my wife and Hong blushed. My wife lowered her head, avoiding our gaze, and kept shaking her head gently, remaining silent. After a while, knowing that Jun and I were waiting for their response, Hong said shyly in a soft voice, "I'm a little embarrassed. Let's separate for now. Anyway, it's only just begun, and there are still more than two days to let me adjust." My wife immediately nodded in agreement. Jun and I quickly exchanged glances; we knew we couldn't go too far at the beginning. I then took Hong's hand and led her to the bedroom, while Jun took my wife's hand and led her to another bedroom. I didn't look at my wife again; I knew that at this moment, we were both on the verge of giving up, and there was no turning back. Morality, responsibility, shame, and restraint were all forgotten; my only thought was to conquer the woman in front of me. Hong obediently followed me into the bedroom, where there was a clean double bed. I turned around and closed the door. When I turned back, Hong was facing away from me. She stood there, without making any movement, as if waiting for something. I pulled her into my arms. How much I had longed for her, and now it had become a reality. Hong's body trembled slightly; perhaps she had never been held so intimately by another man before? Perhaps she wasn't fully mentally prepared. With a soft sigh, "Ah!" Hong closed her eyes and leaned against me. I felt a surge of joy and quickly began to greedily caress Hong's body with my hands, letting her pajamas get all wrinkled. Jun and my wife were no longer on my mind; let them be. I only wanted to hold onto the present. Hong and I were pressed tightly together, her back to me. It was easy for me to plunder the peaks I craved, my swollen lower body pressing firmly against her soft buttocks. I didn't want to change this position. I breathed hotly, kissing Hong's earlobe, and gently pulled down her pajamas. The pajamas fluttered to the ground, and Hong seemed startled, instinctively clutching her chest. I knew she was a little shy! But my desire wouldn't allow her any resistance. I stroked her waist, gradually moving upwards, then tried to remove her arms. Hong swayed slightly, perhaps realizing that this small resistance was futile, and didn't persist. I moved her arms away. I admired her from behind. Hong was still wearing a white half-cup bra, her full breasts mostly exposed, seemingly struggling to break free from their restraints with her rapid breathing.

I skillfully unhooked her bra from behind, took it off, and tossed it onto the soft chair beside her. Hong nervously crossed her arms again, as if afraid I would snatch them away. I tried to move them away again, but Hong resisted somewhat forcefully. After a moment, Hong softly said, "Let's close the curtains." Heh, she was in a bit of a hurry and hadn't even closed the curtains. I quickly closed the curtains, still holding Hong from behind, and whispered, "Is it okay now?" Hong didn't speak, but carefully moved her arms away. Holy crap! What two full treasures! Although they had sagged a bit after breastfeeding, they were still incredibly full, with large, dark areolas, and two nipples like Xinjiang cream grapes, standing proudly erect. I was aroused. I imagined how juicy and sweet they used to be. I sat on the edge of the bed, facing Red standing before me, my eyes wide with lust. Red shyly closed her eyes, unable to look any longer. I opened my mouth and took a grape-like nipple into my mouth, sucking greedily and hungryly. My hands didn't stop either, kneading her other breast—it felt so good! I alternately sucked on Red's two nipples, and soon Red became aroused, her breathing gradually becoming heavier. I seized the opportunity, gently pulling down Red's panties. She felt it, and let out another soft "Ah!" Red's lush, dark vulva was revealed before me, thick and glossy, and my desire filled my entire body. I laid Red down on the bed. Perhaps it was out of habit, or perhaps I felt I could no longer escape, so I decided to face it bravely. Red's legs parted slightly, and I immediately had a complete view of her, her plump labia wet and slightly parted. Heh, perhaps she was already climaxing. I continued with foreplay, my lips and hands roaming over Red's body. Soon, my lips reached Hong's most intimate part. I paused briefly, glanced at it, and immediately opened my mouth, taking her wet opening completely inside, my tongue dancing actively within. Hong's body trembled, and a long-suppressed moan escaped her lips in a cathartic release. "Ah! Ah! Ah! No! No! Don't do this!" Hong was somewhat incoherent; I knew she was completely aroused. Several times, perhaps due to her excitement, she even lifted her upper body, ran her hands through my hair, and murmured, "No! No! I can't take it anymore!" before collapsing weakly onto the bed, moaning loudly. Suddenly, Hong gathered her strength, sat up, and without a word, moved my head away, lunging at my penis. Without uttering a sound, she opened her mouth and took my entire penis into her mouth. Ah! It felt so good! Hong's oral skills were absolutely top-notch; she must have honed them through years of practice. Red was completely disregarding everything, moving vigorously between my legs, her aroused body trembling constantly, and I was starting to feel the strain. I gently lifted Red's head, interrupting her movements, and kissed her wet, parted lips. Red understood my intention, obediently lying down, raising her legs, and slowly opening them, her swollen opening excitedly parting. Red opened her eyes, gazing lovingly at my erect penis, waiting for its penetration. I didn't rush in, but leaned down and whispered to Red, "No condom, is that okay?" Red instantly blushed, avoiding my gaze, and didn't answer, which was tacit consent. I then asked, "Is it okay to ejaculate inside?" Hong immediately turned her face to the side, paused for a moment, and shyly whispered, "Yes!" Without another word, I thrust in. "Ah!!!" Hong screamed, raising her head with wide eyes, looking at me in astonishment, as if questioning my intrusion into her body. However, she then collapsed onto the bed, letting me conquer her. Her body was so wet, so hot. Hong wrapped her legs around my waist, pressing down hard, as if wanting me to go even deeper.

I thrust forcefully, almost violently. Hong gasped and moaned, struggling to withstand my impact, her hands gripping the sheets, her fists clenched, her voluptuous body swaying involuntarily with each thrust. After a few minutes, Hong laboriously lifted her head slightly, her eyes wide open, looking at me with astonishment, and cried out, "Ah! I can't take it anymore!" I immediately felt a gush of hot liquid spurt out of her. I slowly withdrew my wet penis from her. "Ah!" Hong cried softly and urgently said, "Don't come out." I breathed heavily and whispered, "Wait a little longer, it'll be over soon!" I straightened up and turned Hong's body over with my hands. Hong immediately understood, turning over and lying face down on the bed, raising her voluptuous buttocks, displaying her genitals unashamedly in front of me. Hong turned her head and said to me, "Hurry! Hurry up!" I didn't say anything, one hand on Hong's plump buttocks, gathered all my strength, and thrust forward, plunging my penis completely into Hong's body. Hong raised her head high and let out a howl of "Oh!", her whole body tensing up and stiffening. I, too, stopped moving due to excessive excitement, letting my penis fully enjoy the pleasure of the intrusion. After a long while, Hong reached back and touched my thigh, gently pushing me away, turning her head to the side, and whispered, "Gently! Gently! I can't take it!" Heh, she can't take it already? The best is yet to come. Without thinking too much, I braced myself on the bed with both hands, pressed my upper body against Hong's back, and began the final sprint. After more than a dozen violent thrusts, amidst Hong's repeated screams, I released all the semen that had been accumulating inside me into her body. I collapsed weakly onto Hong's body, we both panting heavily, savoring the intense intercourse we had just had. After resting for a while, I whispered in Hong's ear, "Was it comfortable?" Hong blushed and said coquettishly, "You're so naughty! I won't tell you!" I chuckled, rolled over, and lay down next to Hong, wrapping my arms around her. Hong remained lying there. After a short while, Hong turned her body, facing me sideways, smiling, and brought her two full breasts towards my head, her large nipples close to my mouth. I immediately understood, opened my mouth, and took the nearest one into my mouth, sucking hard like a baby. After a while, I switched to the other one, alternating between them. Hong seemed to be enjoying it very much, and soon she began to moan softly. I increased the intensity of my sucking—hehe, with all my might! Hong even started moaning a little wildly; perhaps she really liked it when a man suckled her breasts? I don't know how much time passed, but Hong seemed to have reached her limit. She gently pulled her nipple from my mouth, cupped her breast in her hand, and rubbed it vigorously. She said to me, "You're tired too, rest for a while!" I smiled at her, thinking, "What a considerate woman." Then I remembered my wife and Jun next door. I wondered how they were doing. We listened intently to the sounds from the next room. Strangely, there was no sound. Perhaps the walls were soundproof, or perhaps the doors were closed. We couldn't tell what was happening there. I couldn't help but wonder! A moment later, I heard the door next door open, footsteps, and then the bathroom door close.

Hong gestured for me to go check. I opened the door and went to the next room. The door was open, but no one was inside. The bed was a mess. I could only hear the sound of running water and the two of them laughing and joking in the bathroom. Hey! They were taking a bath together! I never expected this! My wife, who was usually so quiet at home and so serious with outsiders, could be like this? I went back into the room and said to Hong, "The two of them went to take a shower together, and we'll go together in a bit!" Hong chuckled and laughed out loud. After my wife and Jun finished showering, I deliberately pulled Hong out of the room quickly. The four of us met in the living room, and I saw Jun and my wife only wearing towels around their lower bodies. Haha, why bother with towels? What are they pretending for? We all know who we are! Hong and I were both naked. Jun still seemed very excited. As soon as my wife saw me, she immediately lowered her head with a shy smile, and Hong did the same, quietly hiding behind me. Perhaps they weren't used to being so naked in front of outsiders with their husbands. Jun and I exchanged a smile and winked. I pulled Hong into the bathroom. We took a long, refreshing shower, and of course, we couldn't help but satisfy our desires with our hands. Hong no longer showed any hesitation or resistance. Hong understood very well that in the past ten minutes, she had given her entire body to me, and I had no secrets left. After showering, I stepped out of the bathroom and found Jun and his wife lying on the large bed in the bedroom, covered with towels, chatting. I was momentarily at a loss for what to do or say. Regardless, I decided to go over and ask. Hong and I went over and sat down on the edge of the bed. Looking at my wife, an indescribable feeling welled up inside me, and I couldn't utter a word. After a moment's thought, I asked my wife with concern, "How do you feel?" Everyone present understood the meaning behind my words. My wife lowered her head shyly and softly murmured, "Mmm!" Jun asked Hong the same question. Hong first secretly pinched me on the back, then said shyly, "He's a really good person!" Haha, Jun and I both breathed a sigh of relief and laughed happily. It seemed like a good start. We both secretly thought that the best was yet to come. After a passionate physical encounter, the four of us felt even closer, and we could talk about anything. Because Jun and Hong were a few years older than us, they asked us to address each other as brother and sister-in-law. We chatted for a few more minutes, then both felt a bit tired, so we decided to go back to our rooms to rest and take a nap. My wife got up and came back to the other bedroom with me. I quickly closed the door and we lay down on the bed together. I couldn't wait to ask her, "Hey! Tell me, tell me, how was it?" But she just kept laughing and wouldn't say anything. After a while, she finally blurted out, "What don't you know? Why are you asking me?" Damn it, how am I supposed to know if you don't tell me? I knew she wouldn't give me any details, so I didn't press her. I just casually said, "Why was there no sound from your side? I thought you…!" Before I could finish, she giggled and said, "I was a little nervous, so I didn't dare to make a sound! But I heard Hong shouting over here. You did her well, didn't you?" I chuckled and then asked, "Did you use a condom?" My wife looked at me with some surprise and said, "Yes, of course! What? You didn't use one?" I smiled and nodded. "You're really something! You're so charming!" I chuckled mischievously, a hint of satisfaction in my voice. Feeling genuinely tired, I said to my wife, "I'm exhausted, let's take a nap!" and then lay down to sleep. The air conditioning in the room was on full blast, making me feel incredibly comfortable, and I soon drifted off to sleep. I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, I felt completely refreshed and my sleepiness had vanished. I reached out and drew back the curtains; the sun was shining brightly outside. I figured I'd only slept for about an hour. I was about to wake my wife when I turned around—wait, she wasn't there. Where had she gone? Had she gone to the bathroom? Thinking this, I felt incredibly thirsty, so I got out of bed, opened the door, went to the living room, grabbed an ice-cold Coke from the refrigerator, and took a few refreshing gulps. It felt wonderfully satisfying.

Just as I was feeling pleased with myself, I suddenly heard faint voices coming from the room with the main door closed. Looking around, I saw the bathroom door was open, but it seemed no one was inside. I quickly went to Jun's door and listened intently. I could clearly hear my wife's excited moans coming from inside. What was going on? Could they be…? I gently pushed open the door, carefully making no sound. The door opened silently, and I couldn't believe my eyes. They were having a threesome! Jun was lying on the bed, and his wife was sitting between his legs, moving up and down, her full breasts bouncing with her movements, emitting soft moans of pleasure. Hong lay on her side beside Jun, her hands cupping her two swollen breasts, kneading them, while Jun was sucking hard on one nipple. Holy crap! So intense? I felt my blood rush to my head, and my head spun. This! This! How could this be? My mind went completely blank. Strangely, I didn't feel angry at all. Instead, I was infected by the scene before me, my body throbbing with excitement. My penis gradually became erect and firm, and I really wanted to throw myself into their midst immediately. Inadvertently, my wife noticed me standing blankly in the doorway and cried out, "Ah!" She immediately leaned over Jun and shouted anxiously, "Honey! Don't come in!" Jun and Hong also noticed my presence. Jun smiled, his eyes seemingly gesturing for me to join in. Hong, however, hurriedly ran over, gently pushed me out the door with both hands, closed the door, leaving only her head sticking out, and said anxiously, "Good brother, you rest for a while. After Jun is done, the two of us will keep you company!" After saying that, she immediately closed the door and locked it. Damn it! They actually did this behind my back... When did my wife go to their place? How come I didn't know anything about it? When did they discuss it? Thinking about this, I felt really indignant. However, it seemed useless to say anything now. Since it was like this, I might as well let it be. On second thought, I could also be with the two of them in a while... and I felt much more at ease. I went back to my room, lay down on the bed, and closed my eyes to rest. Is this what we wanted? What will happen in the future? Will we still be able to face each other calmly? There were no answers, and I couldn't figure it out. I might as well stop thinking about it! Not long after, Jun came out and stood in the doorway, saying, "Brother, hurry up and go!" I quickly got up, put on my beach shorts, and went to Jun, asking, "How was it?" Jun laughed and said, "It was awesome! Go on! Hey! Take it easy, don't go too fast!" After saying that, he turned and walked towards the bathroom. I rushed into their room and saw my wife and Hong lying naked on the bed, talking about something. When they saw me come in, my wife giggled, and Hong whispered to me, "Close the door!" I immediately turned around, closed the door, and locked it. Then, I excitedly got into bed. Seeing that I was still wearing my pants, my wife laughed and said, "What are you doing! You're still covered up so well!" I chuckled and quickly took off my shorts. Suddenly remembering something, I asked, "Aren't you going to wash up?" My wife giggled again and said, "Sister-in-law didn't do it with my brother, she just used her mouth. She wanted to save the rest for you! I wore a condom when I did it, you won't mind, will you?" Hong quickly punched my wife, her face flushed, and scolded, "Oh! You're so lewd! You're so naughty!" I laughed, feeling my penis already angrily erect. My wife held my penis and stroked it a couple of times, saying, "It's already like this before you've even touched it? Why don't you go first, sister? He's been wanting you for so long!" Hong didn't say anything, but got up and straddled my legs, reached out and grasped my penis, gently lifted her hips, and then sat down hard. "Sizzle!" It went in smoothly all the way in; it seemed she had been prepared all along. Seeing Hong get moving, my wife also straddled my chest, bringing her peach blossom cave to my mouth.

Hehe, I've given my wife oral sex like this many times before, but today it seems extremely stimulating. I opened my mouth and took my wife's vulva into my mouth, excitedly giving her oral sex. Damn! Is this the legendary threesome? Before long, they both started moaning excitedly, it was so stimulating. The moans were high and low, tight and slow, like a beautiful melody, impacting my brain. I felt that my wife was completely aroused, her vagina contracting rhythmically, her moans becoming more and more urgent. After a while, my wife couldn't hold back anymore, turned her head and whispered to Hong, "Let me have a turn." Hong tacitly raised her body, making room, and my wife raised her buttocks, stepped back, and without even looking, accurately took my penis into her mouth. "Ah!" My wife let out a comfortable cry, and then skillfully began to move up and down. Seeing the opportunity, I pulled Hong over, made her straddle my waist, and said to her, "I really love your breasts, let me suck them again!" Hong's face was flushed, as if she hadn't fully woken up from the excitement. She slowly raised her hips, bent down, cupped her breasts with both hands, and brought one large nipple to my mouth. I immediately sucked greedily. After a while, Hong pulled the nipple out and switched to the other. Soon, I couldn't withstand the stimulation anymore; my penis felt numb and swollen. My wife immediately sensed that I might ejaculate. She quickly got up, pulled my penis out, and gently stroked it a few times. My penis, about to erupt, immediately calmed down. My clever wife let me rest for a while, then pulled Hong's hips. Hong immediately understood her meaning, pulled her legs back, and once again took my penis into her body, thrusting wildly. I still had Hong's nipple in my mouth, enduring her powerful thrusts. Hong was truly going crazy, moving up and down forcefully, screaming wildly. I felt I couldn't take it anymore and didn't care about my wife beside me. After several dozen thrusts, I shouted and forcefully shot a hot stream deep into Hong's body. Hong collapsed onto me, moaning softly, seemingly unsatisfied. I felt utterly drained, only able to gasp for breath. After resting for a while, we took showers. Feeling much better afterward, the four of us gathered in the living room again, brewed some strong tea, and chatted casually while relaxing. Now, we had no secrets from each other, and spoke freely and without restraint. I held Hong, and Jun held my wife, both comfortably reclining on the sofa. Throughout the conversation, we no longer concealed our actions, sometimes openly touching each other. I even pulled open Hong's nightgown, exposing her full breasts, and brazenly, almost boastfully, kneaded them in front of my wife and Jun. My wife and Jun smiled, passionately touching each other's private parts opposite us—a small act of revenge, perhaps. Jun and I both expressed our desire for a foursome. My wife and Hong were still blushing and keeping their heads down, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, which made Jun and me very eager to get their hands on her.

After Jun and I relentlessly pursued them, my wife and Hong finally agreed, on the condition that they separate immediately if they feel uncomfortable. Jun and I both nodded in agreement. The real battle had just begun. Evening arrived quickly. Instead of going to a restaurant, we brought out the food and drinks we had prepared beforehand. We had prepared a large quantity, making it quite lavish. The four of us drank a bottle of red wine and ate our fill, feeling much more refreshed. We didn't rush into anything, but simply sipped our wine while embracing each other, hoping everything would begin slowly and deliberately. Time passed slowly, and after finishing the second bottle of red wine, we both felt a little lightheaded, our faces slightly flushed, and our hearts racing. I saw my wife and Jun kissing passionately across from me, their hands caressing each other's bodies. I embraced Hong from behind, lay down on the sofa opposite them, and slowly kneaded her breasts with my hands. Hong and I, slightly tipsy, quietly watched their actions. My wife leaned against Jun, letting him caress her body. Jun whispered a few words in his wife's ear. I didn't hear what he said, but I saw her sit up, raising her arms high. Jun skillfully and slowly removed her nightgown, then her underwear. She was completely naked, lying limply in his arms. Jun's lips roamed over her ear, neck, breasts, waist, and the grass, sucking. She breathed weakly, moaning softly. Hong and I remained lying on the opposite sofa, watching quietly. I felt a surge of excitement; my penis, once again burning with desire, stood erect. I reached into Hong's underwear—damn! It was wet! I sensed she was aroused; her breathing was rapid. Across from us, my wife, unable to resist Jun's advances, moaned louder. Her breasts, once soft and sagging, now swelled and stood erect, her skin glistening with desire, her legs contracting and relaxing. After a while, my wife sat up from Jun's lap, took off his beach shorts, and Jun was also naked, his penis erect. My wife turned to us, her face flushed, and smiled softly, saying, "I'm still a little uncomfortable, let's each do it ourselves first!" Then she gestured for Hong to come over. Hong and I immediately understood and sat up from the sofa together. I quickly took off Hong's pajamas and underwear. Jun sat up from the sofa, and Hong stood up, walked over naked, squatted between Jun's legs, and began to suck on his penis. At this moment, my wife also stood up and walked towards me. I immediately lay down on the sofa, and my wife came to me, knelt on my legs, and began to give me oral sex as well. I lay on the sofa, enjoying my wife's oral sex while keeping my eyes slightly open, watching Jun and Hong. All the actions were carried out smoothly without a word. About five minutes later, I saw Jun and Hong whispering a few words, but I still couldn't hear what they were saying. Hong went into the bathroom and got two towels, then came back to us with Jun. Hong laid the towel in front of my wife, and my wife knelt on it without warning. Jun laid the other towel behind my wife and knelt behind her. He then hugged her from behind, and she cried out, "Ah!" While holding her, Jun whispered in her ear, "Can I not wear a condom?" My wife quickly glanced at me, and I gestured to her that I didn't care. She turned to Jun and whispered, "Whatever you want!" Jun became extremely excited upon hearing this and quickly pushed my wife down, eagerly thrusting his penis into her from behind. My wife screamed, "Ouch!" and lowered her head.

I remained lying on the sofa. Hong then climbed between my legs and, without saying a word, skillfully straddled my penis, allowing me to enter her again. "Oh!" Hong let out a low groan, then collapsed onto me. This time, Hong didn't close her eyes; she stared at me intently the entire time, her body moving up and down forcefully, the speed gradually increasing. I also stared wide-eyed into her eyes, thrusting in and out of her with all my might, in rhythm with her, as if we were secretly competing. Because of Hong's body blocking my view, I could no longer see Jun and my wife. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of two pairs of bodies colliding, my wife and Hong's excited moans, and my and Jun's heavy breathing. At this moment, my mind was blank; I couldn't remember anything, only feeling my body moving continuously, driven by my own instinctive desires. My wife and Hong kept shouting loudly in my ears; perhaps it was their first time experiencing face-to-face four-person swapping, and they quickly reached orgasm. I felt Hong stop moving amidst the shouts, her eyes wide open, staring at me, her vagina rhythmically contracting and expanding. I knew she had reached her climax. Because of the two intense sexual encounters that afternoon, I felt I could still hold on for a while, so I grabbed Hong's hips with both hands and began thrusting wildly beneath her. Hong couldn't take it anymore and groaned loudly. Over there, judging from the sounds, my wife seemed to have reached her climax as well, but Jun showed no sign of stopping, continuing to thrust vigorously. God knows where he got so much strength. Gradually, my wife also started to feel the strain, her hands gripping one of my legs, her upper body leaning weakly against the sofa, enduring Jun's powerful thrusts, her moans becoming distorted. I couldn't bear the multiple stimulations of my eyes, ears, and penis any longer, and after a series of rapid thrusts, I released the last of my semen into Hong's body. With a shout, I weakly embraced Hong's body, involuntarily sucking on her breasts that fascinated me. Not long after, Jun, with a shout as well, also ejaculated into his wife's body for the first time with satisfaction. My wife stood up weakly and ran into the bathroom, Jun following closely behind. Hong and I ignored them, simply embracing and lingering on the sofa, enjoying the languid feeling after our passion. After Jun and my wife came out of the bathroom, Hong and I went in as well. We turned on the shower, and a stream of warm water washed over our bodies, instantly making us feel much more refreshed. I began to carefully observe Hong's body—a plump and fair-skinned figure. Although she looked a bit older, she was still somewhat captivating. Heh, is it true that other people's wives are always better? My gaze lingered on Hong's breasts. Her full breasts revealed the maturity unique to women who had breastfed, hanging heavily on her chest. Hong noticed me staring at her breasts and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at? Haven't you had enough?" I hesitated for a moment, then mustered the courage to finally ask the question that had been lingering in my mind: "When you gave birth, you must have had a lot of milk, right?" "Oh! You're so naughty!" Hong suddenly blushed and instinctively crossed her arms over her chest. I chuckled and said, "What's wrong with that? I just wanted to know." She saw that I seemed serious and wasn't joking. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Back then, I had a lot of milk, my breasts were so engorged and painful. The baby couldn't finish it all, so I had to express a lot every day, otherwise my breasts would get engorged!" I looked at her, somewhat surprised, and asked, "Oh? Really? Is it tasty? Sweet?" "Get lost, I've never tried it, I don't know!" Hong immediately laughed and scolded. "Where did it go? Jun must have eaten it!" Definitely! I was a little envious of Jun.

I said blankly, "I want to eat it too!" "Where can you find it now? It's all gone." Hong laughed. "That's hard to say!" I said, somewhat dazed. Seeing my persistence, Hong smiled and said, "Then you can eat it. If there's any, it's all yours!" "Okay! It's a deal!" I said excitedly. After taking a shower, haha, I took a month's worth of showers in one day. I went to the living room, where my wife and Jun were lazily resting on the sofa, already exhausted. I said to them, "How about we take turns sleeping tonight?" My wife looked at me strangely, but still agreed. Jun naturally didn't object. Watching my wife and Jun go into the bedroom, I smiled strangely. I pulled Hong into another bedroom, closed the door, and hugged Hong tightly. After a moment of tenderness, Hong was very compliant. I laid Hong down on the bed and began to knead her breasts. As I kneaded her breasts, I whispered to Hong, "Actually, every man has a bit of a mother complex, especially when he meets a mature woman!" Hong chuckled, puffed out her chest, and said, "You little devil, you know how to talk!" I took one of Hong's large nipples into my mouth and sucked hard. Hong let out a soft moan and said, "Gently, it hurts a little!" Haha, she was using too much force. I eased up a bit and continued to greedily alternate sucking on Hong's breasts. Soon, Hong let out a comfortable moan. I sucked like this for over an hour, and Hong was already moaning with excitement, her hands constantly kneading her breasts. After a while, Hong reluctantly used her hands to support her breasts and slowly pulled her nipples out of my mouth. I saw that Hong's nipples were wet, very erect, and the areolas were also very large and red. Because her breasts were so swollen, I could clearly see the blue veins under the skin. Hong was kneading her breasts vigorously, muttering to herself, "So comfortable, I can't take it anymore! It's all your fault, making this happen!" I chuckled mischievously, got up, and turned off the light. Back in bed, I felt incredibly tired. I said to Hong, "Sleep? Or want to chat a little longer?" Hong softly replied, "Sleep! I'm too tired! We'll chat tomorrow!" I quickly drifted off to sleep. I don't know when, but I woke up. I slowly opened my eyes—holy crap! I was startled! Hong was lying on her side, staring at me. I regained my senses and asked, "What time is it?" "I don't know," Hong smiled and said. I pulled the curtains open a crack, and a blinding ray of sunlight streamed in. I immediately pulled the curtains back down, reluctantly got out of bed, picked up my watch, and looked at it. Huh? It was almost noon! I'd slept for so long? I stretched and asked Hong, "Have they gotten up yet?" "I don't know, I haven't heard a sound!" Hong replied. At that moment, I felt a little hungry. I said to Hong, "Let's go call them, we're a little hungry!" "Okay!" Hong and I got dressed and came out of the bedroom. The door to the next room was closed, but with a gentle push, it opened, and my wife and Jun were chatting in bed. They were already awake. I said, "What's up? Still chatting? Aren't you going to eat?" Jun laughed and said, "Waiting for you! I thought you were doing morning exercises!" I laughed and said, "Really? Who has that much stamina! Let's go, let's go eat!" My wife and Jun quickly got up and dressed. The four of us went to the dining room, ordered a table full of delicious food, and wolfed it down. Yesterday's high-intensity exercise had left us all exhausted and extremely hungry. However, since last night's four-person battle, I felt a subtle change in our relationship. What exactly had changed? I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but the doubt and panic in our eyes were gone, replaced by tender affection. We ate and chatted quietly, sharing our feelings about yesterday. At the crucial moment, the women just lowered their heads and giggled, falling silent. Hehe, it felt really exciting!

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