Seduce someone in the car before going to the hotel.

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Once a woman opens herself up, she unconsciously gains more charm and adds more fun and passion to her married life.

Of course, the premise is that, as a husband, I can accept this.

It's no exaggeration to say that I indulge my wife. There are many reasons.

First, I feel that as a woman, my wife's beauty and prime years are shorter than a man's.

On the basis of a stable relationship, allowing my wife to enjoy more of her own life, emotions, and even love is part of my love for her.

And I also enjoy some of these aspects; what they are is self-evident.

Second, in my heart, I think my wife is truly beautiful, just like any husband who loves his wife.

From the day I met her, there were many suitors around. In the early stages of our relationship, this was certainly accompanied by jealousy and conservatism,

but as the relationship developed into familial affection, it became a kind of stimulation and encouragement.

Third, as men reach a certain age, due to career commitments, we become physically and mentally exhausted. I travel all over the world, and in some aspects of our marital life, I am somewhat

unable to meet my wife's vigorous demands in her prime. I never shy away from this fact.

I understand that restricting my wife on this issue is just self-deception.

She's a vibrant and passionate woman; to stifle someone's passion would be too selfish. I wouldn't even agree to switch places, because no one is anyone's private property.

Besides, we are both living, breathing human beings.

As long as it doesn't harm our relationship, and safety comes first, I encourage her. Because I know my wife too well; we are both principled and have our bottom lines.

Passion, affection, and family are never confused. Compared to her, my wife is more rational.

The door is open, freedom is there, more flowers and fresh air are coming in, my wife is happy, more people love her, cherish her, and pursue her, she's rediscovered the romance of a young girl;

I also find more excitement in her, rekindling my own male passion in the hypothetical competition;

the intrusion of external forces actually deepens our relationship;

why wouldn't we be happy?

Actually, I only realize now that this idea had already begun when we were dating, but it was only years later, when we both truly matured, that this seed matured along with our feelings and the passage of time.

And the result was that my wife started having lovers, and then the number of lovers increased. Some joined our lives, while others existed only in their private space and in my knowledge.

She enjoyed it. I enjoyed it too.

The narrative is presented according to each individual event. The vast majority is my wife's account. The author's personal experience and my wife's account will be marked sequentially.

This article is my wife's individual experience, polished and imagined by the author.

The chaotic street scene outside the car window drifted past, the sound of the wheels pressing on the rain was clear, and the streaks left by the raindrops on the glass blurred everything. It was raining again. In Beijing's summer, rain brings a bit of coolness, but this kind of rain, once it starts, never stops. My wife thought that the rain seemed to be deliberately working against her. She had specially worn sandals when she went out in the morning, but her freshly painted toenails and her delicate white feet were wet again and covered in mud, which annoyed her a little. After getting in the car, the wife wiped her feet and shoes with a tissue. Old Chen, sitting to her right, offered to help, but she was ticklish. The two playfully pushed and shoved each other, making Old Yue, who was driving, and Old Lin, in the passenger seat, start to get distracted.

The car continued on its way; it would be some time before they reached their destination. Old Yue had just gotten a new car, and with the rain making the roads slippery, the three of them gradually quieted down so he could concentrate on driving.

The wife leaned her head against the headrest of the car seat, gazing out the window with her face turned to the side, completely ignoring the scenery outside. Old Chen, sitting next to her, had already slipped his left hand under her skirt, gently caressing her inner thigh. His little finger would intentionally or unintentionally touch her genitals. Although there was underwear between them, the summer underwear was as thin as a cicada's wing, and this caressing and touching made the wife a little dizzy. She pressed her hand against his, and the right hem of her silk flared skirt was almost lifted up to her thigh by Old Chen, exposing her fair and tender right leg. Fortunately, it was a rainy day, so people in neighboring cars and on the street couldn't see the erotic scene inside the car. But since it was daytime, the wife was somewhat afraid, so she gripped his hand tightly, preventing him from going any further, and also afraid he might do something inappropriate. She also tightly clamped her legs around his hand, but her underwear was already wet. The wife was even more worried that she might not be able to hold back her moans. For these three grown men, the flirtatious banter during lunch and her unintentional displays of allure were already enough to arouse them. Besides Lao Yue, Lao Chen and Lao Lin had long coveted her. This was their first meeting, and she could sense from their eyes that they couldn't wait to devour her.

Lao Chen was relatively obedient; his hands didn't go any deeper, only his fingers brushing against her inner thighs and genitals, making her feel itchy inside and out.

The car kept stopping and starting, and the wife thought to herself, "This is really tough. How could I have agreed so readily and just gone with these three?" The three men and one woman in the car all understood what was going to happen today.

Lao Lin, wearing glasses, sat in the passenger seat, chatting with Lao Yue about Beijing's traffic and the cars on the street. He and Lao Chen were from the same city, and this business trip to Beijing was also their first meeting. This meeting was arranged more than two months ago during a half-joking chat on QQ among the four of them. No one expected it to actually happen. Old Chen and Old Lin said that meeting their wives was the most important thing about their trip to Beijing. They had become quite familiar with each other after nearly a year of online chatting, but when they finally met in person, apart from Old Yue, both of them and their wives were still a little nervous.

Old Lin turned around, looking at his wife and Old Chen through his glasses, mostly at his wife. Gradually, his gaze shifted to her thighs, his eyes seeming to reach under her skirt like Old Chen's hand. His wife glanced at him, blushed slightly, and smiled, saying, "What are you looking at?" Old Chen chuckled, rather smugly. Old Lin said, "Our little devil's legs are really beautiful, so enviable. But it's not fair, how come Old Chen got to be so close? If I had known, I would have been sitting right next to her." His Northeastern accent was already somewhat humorous, but coming from behind those seemingly scholarly glasses, it sounded even more amusing. Old Chen said, "It's his fault for not robbing, he can't blame anyone else." Speaking with the same Northeastern accent, the two chatted back and forth like a two-person comedy act.

Old Lin continued watching, while his wife turned her head to look out the window, her smooth, white thighs exposed to them, a corner of her thin panties peeking out. She knew that even through those panties, though only a tiny bit, Old Lin could see something, and even that tiny bit was enough to make them uncomfortable. Old Chen's hand continued to wander inside her skirt.

After a while, his wife turned to Old Lin and said, "Isn't your neck sore?"

Old Lin replied, "Should I twist my head off and put it on your lap, or stretch your legs out so I can have some peace and quiet?"

"Give him a foot, that'll stop him from causing trouble!" Old Chen laughed.

"Three-inch golden lotuses?! That'll make him so happy!" Old Yue chimed in as he drove.

His wife smacked him on the head from behind and said, "Just drive your car properly, this is none of your business. Just be your driver."

"My second husband has become a driver now, what kind of world is this!" Old Yue laughed and cursed.

The wife lifted her leg and stretched her foot onto the armrest between the two front seats. Her red toenails made her fair feet appear even whiter in the car. Taking advantage of this, Old Chen moved closer to his wife, pressing his body against hers. He casually pulled his left hand out from under her skirt, pulled her into his arms, and placed his leg under hers, supporting it to make her more comfortable. Then, his right hand replaced his left, continuing to caress her under her skirt.

Old Lin grabbed his wife's foot, saying, "Oh, no wonder, no wonder! Old Chen is so good at this, no wonder our little vixen likes him!" His wife's small feet looked pitifully small in Old Lin's large hands, a little cool from the air conditioning, but the warmth from Old Lin's hand felt very comfortable.

The car entered the ring road, and there were no people or cars around to see the scenery inside. His wife's right leg remained bare, her skirt completely slipped down, revealing her underwear. The hand inside continued to caress her. Old Chen's right hand was more dexterous than his left, and he tried to use his fingers to pry open the edge of his wife's panties and slip them inside, but his wife firmly stopped him. His left hand slipped inside her shirt from her waist, caressing her waist, back, and every other place he could reach. This position almost made his wife lie in his arms. Old Chen was strong and slightly overweight, and lying on top of him was undoubtedly another kind of pleasure for his wife, a woman who was infatuated with men, but this position was particularly comfortable in the small space.

Her feet were also being caressed, and her toes were occasionally sucked into Old Lin's mouth. Old Yue, who was driving next to her, would also touch her small feet and her calves when he had a free hand. The pleasure of being caressed made his wife a little drowsy. Just as his wife's eyes were half-closed and her mind was blank, Old Chen suddenly kissed her ear. This startled her, and she let out a soft cry, her whole body trembling. She hit Old Chen back and said, "What are you doing? You're so annoying. You scared me."

Old Lin turned around and laughed, his eyes fixed again on the hand hidden under his wife's skirt. He said, "Old Chen, take off Xiao Yao's panties. I'm keeping them. They're really infuriating!"

His wife said, "Go away! Don't be so annoying."

Old Yue joked, "You better watch out, interfering with my driving will have serious consequences! We'll be there soon, why can't you guys stand it for even a moment?" "

Haha, stop joking, stop joking, we're almost there, safety first," Old Chen said.

His wife pulled her foot away from Old Lin's hand, letting Old Chen's hand remain on her panties, and continued to lean against him. She asked Old Yue, "How much longer?" "

Almost there. Not far," Old Yue said.

At this moment, his wife's elbow bumped into something hard. She knew what it was, and then playfully pressed down hard. Old Chen leaned forward, hissed, and retaliated by pressing hard between his wife's legs with his right hand...

Their destination was the hotel apartment that Old Chen and Old Lin had rented.

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