Our Unique Couples' Dating Experience (Continued)

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One day in June, my wife had an urgent matter at work that required her to handle. The other party had arranged to meet in Beijing to exchange relevant written materials. She said it was a bit sudden, and the meeting was scheduled for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow. My instinctive response was to contact him. My wife showed some hesitation; I understood the unease that would arise during our first foray into marital intimacy. I immediately relayed this information to H, who said, "Great! I'll tell my husband right away. You should come if you have the chance." I said I had to travel for work soon and the timing wouldn't work out. She said, "Then let them arrange it themselves; your husband will pick you up at the airport."

Actually, not long after, the other party's husband contacted my wife and finalized the flight and itinerary. After my wife took off on the third day at noon, the other party's husband and I exchanged several text messages, including my thoughts on the trip, my wife's food preferences, and of course, I mentioned her preferences in bed…

The other party's husband was about to become the main character; I'll call him Y.

I told Y to spend a good night with my wife. He said, "Of course." I asked, "Won't H have any objections?" "That depends on your efforts," Y said. So I texted H again to test the waters, and she said, "Oh, that's only right."

What happened next was basically based on my wife's account, and of course, Y's messages during this time.

After my wife arrived at the Capital Airport, Y picked her up as agreed. He first took her to her business location, then went back to work, and we agreed to have dinner together. Of course, Y had also booked the hotel. After Y told me immediately, I asked, "Didn't you touch her hand?" He said no, he was too shy. I replied, "Just like me back then." Later, my wife also confirmed that from the moment we met until we entered the room, everyone was very polite.

My wife spent more than two hours finishing her work and preparing dinner, but then it was time for our show to begin, so my wife, of course, found a very understandable reason to decline the dinner that would take longer. Y picked up my wife at the agreed time, and the two of them went to eat. Of course, the meal was quite long, and everyone had a pleasant conversation. But being thousands of miles away, I couldn't get any further news immediately, and could only let my imagination run wild.

After dinner, the two went to the room Y had booked. They sat together on the sofa for a while, watching TV and chatting. Later, Y took his wife's hand, and the three-part routine of hugging, kissing, and caressing ensued. Y had some experience, so he was practically his wife's teacher. He gradually calmed down and eventually persuaded his wife to go into the bathroom with him, guiding her to continue their intimacy under the shower. It was the first time his wife

had experienced this with a man other than her husband; the stimulation was dizzying, and many details became blurry. After the shower, Y became the absolute protagonist, carefully exploring his wife's fair and delicate body, using both hands and mouth. His wife quickly responded with moans, and her genitals became very wet. Y penetrated her and began vigorous movements, ejaculating soon after, drenched in sweat. His wife remembered this vividly afterward, saying how much sweat she was sweating, dripping down her body. Y, who usually loves playing soccer, is strong and powerful, and he certainly gave his wife a different "flavor." However, it seemed that Y's erection wasn't quite enough. This was confirmed in our text messages the next morning. Y admitted he hadn't performed well, but his wife was great. I said he might have been too excited to sleep well the night before, and he said yes. I asked her if she was wet, and she replied yes. So I encouraged him to do it again later, and he agreed. This really got me hard.

Actually, while Y and I were texting, my wife was also texting me from the bathroom. She asked about my situation but didn't want to talk much about hers, saying it was annoying and she'd talk about it when she got back. But she seemed satisfied and mentioned her plans for the morning. After lunch, she had to rush to the airport for her afternoon flight back. I said we should do it again later and not forget to take some photos, but she said that wouldn't do. I wasn't giving up, so I passed the message on to Y, and he said okay, he'd try. Eventually, Y managed to convince his wife, and they did take a few pictures, especially the backlit nude photo he took in front of the window, which was quite amusing.

Their morning encounter was noticeably more effective than the previous night. Although it wasn't long, the wife felt Y was in better shape, his body was more toned and energetic, and she experienced a greater degree of pleasure during their physical union. After his climax, Y let out a long, extremely relaxed sigh, saying, "That felt so good." In the morning light, Y gazed at his wife's body again, appearing extremely satisfied. He joked, "You've wasted so much time giving such a good body to one person." He added, "Your husband is so lucky."

In her fragmented recollections afterward, the wife said that Y was quite skilled at flirting and knew how to respect her, not only actively pursuing her erogenous zones but also using sweet words and intimate phrases. During their lovemaking, they both enjoyed the ultimate pleasure of marital intimacy.

The subsequent process was smooth but filled with a touch of excitement, at least for the wife. This excitement stemmed from the indescribable feeling of novelty, permeating their subsequent breakfast, walks, car rides, and even their coffee break at the airport during their 24-hour trip to Beijing.

My wife started talking a lot as soon as she got home. She knows me well; otherwise, would I have been able to sleep? I, on the other hand, asked whatever came to mind, until my blood was boiling and I couldn't control myself. It really is as Y said: my wife's erotic affairs are like Viagra—so true. From then on, the details of my wife and Y became a passionate additive that I never tired of chewing on during our lovemaking, but unfortunately, such additives are rare.

We felt that this exchange of methods was quite successful, the only drawback being the distance. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, but it also brings some inconveniences. However, living in the same city is not something we can easily accept. What if it's someone we know? It would be awkward, and there would be many uncertain potential risks later on. If we were couples from the Yangtze River Delta region, our tastes would be a little more refined, our appearance a little more outstanding, and our manners a little more generous… Hehe, this is also the thinking of many couples. I always believe that only by going with the flow can we truly enjoy life.

Now, my wife and Y, and H and I, still keep in touch. We'll definitely get together again when we have the chance, but our interactions aren't just sexual anymore. It feels like I have a friend far away, a loving concern, which is nice.

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