Wife's Fat Water

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It was my own arrangement; the decision was made on the spur of the moment, but the plan had been in place for a while. Before, when I was preparing to divorce my wife, she was afraid of being exposed for cheating and the shame of the situation, so she was very accommodating. At that time, I had this filthy thought: to satisfy my sexual fantasies and then get a divorce. Initially, I planned to let a guy in his 20s have some fun with me. I knew him through business; he liked going to nightclubs and also liked to hook up with lonely women online. He had introduced me to a few sexy women before, and we were kindred spirits. One night, he invited me to karaoke, and after a few beers, I half-jokingly told him I wanted a divorce and would introduce my wife to him. He initially hesitated cautiously, but when he realized I was serious, he became very interested. I told him it was a secret, and he said of course. But afterwards, I thought about it carefully and still felt it was unreliable. This kind of person, although he's outgoing, is really untrustworthy. And gradually, I lost the idea of divorce, so I stopped bringing it up. He tested me a few times, asking if my relationship with my wife was better, but I always brushed him off. He probably thought I was just talking nonsense while drunk that night, so he gave up and didn't ask again. The one who

really benefited from my wife was Cheng, a classmate from junior high school. We went to university in the same city and were always very close. After graduation, when we were single, he often came to my city to visit. We were both a bit of a sleazy type, sharing our experiences of who we slept with and which girls we hooked up with. After I got married, we saw each other less often, but we still chatted online. I told him everything from the first time I slept with my wife to the secrets I discovered about her. He was rather unlucky; he had been dumped by his girlfriends several times. Not long ago, he finally found someone to marry, but they broke up because of issues about buying a house. Coincidentally, around that time, I discovered my wife's infidelity, and we, being in the same boat, had a lot to talk about. In a fit of anger, I sent him a lot of nude photos of my wife. After seeing them, he advised me, "Considering your wife has such a good figure, forgive her this once. You don't take her seriously, you don't even sleep with her once a month, it's normal for her to cheat." I suddenly thought that letting my wife sleep with him once would be quite exciting. First, he's good at keeping quiet and wouldn't say anything, and it wouldn't be good for him if he did. Also, I wouldn't be too jealous if my wife slept with someone even less attractive than me. So I told him directly, "I'll let you sleep with her once if you get the chance."

After that, I talked to him a few more times, and he confirmed that I was serious, saying that everyone wants to play with beautiful women, but you can't mess with a friend's wife, and I don't want to regret it later and lose our friendship. I told him I absolutely wouldn't. To get to the point, it's simple with my wife. I told her it's not that I don't want her to play around, but she can't hide this from me. I'm not afraid that she likes to play around, but that she'll deceive me. Then I asked her what her impression of Cheng was, telling her that Cheng was very disappointed about his recent broken engagement, and that he had always had a crush on my wife. I wanted him to come over for a couple of days over the weekend so my wife could keep him company, and that it wouldn't hurt for him to take advantage of her if necessary. My wife was very angry, saying that I was treating her like a prostitute. I said no, she was the one who cheated first, and that her nature was hard to change. I wasn't sure if something similar would happen again in the future; I was just trying a different way of getting along. Because infidelity is something I can control, it's relatively easier for me to accept. My wife didn't say anything, but I knew in my heart that she actually accepted and was happy about it.

On Friday, I took a day off and invited Cheng to my house. I drove him and my wife to the suburbs for a hike. At first, my wife was very reserved, so I hinted that Cheng should take the initiative. In the car, Cheng started telling me dirty jokes, and my wife laughed while scolding him, quickly becoming less serious. When we got to the scenic area and were hiking, sometimes when he teased my wife, she would pretend to be angry and threaten to hit Cheng, laughing and joking. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought they were a couple. Because it was quite hot that day, and there weren't many tourists in the area, by the time we reached the halfway point, there were hardly any more people coming up. My wife quietly told me she needed to pee, and I deliberately said loudly, "Just pee in the bushes over there, and Cheng and I will keep watch for her." My wife blushed and told Cheng, "Don't peek!" before going into the bushes. Halfway through urinating, Cheng deliberately shouted, "Not done yet? Be careful snakes get into your hole!" By the time we were nearing the summit, there were practically no other tourists in sight. I saw my wife was covered in sweat and told her to take off her shirt, since it was already soaked and almost completely transparent. My wife glanced at Cheng, then at me, and said she was only wearing a tank top underneath. I laughed and said, "It's okay, wasn't this short when you were at the gym?" So my wife unbuttoned her shirt, leaving it open, but didn't take it off completely. When I looked at her, I noticed that her nipples were already showing. So, wearing only a tank top meant she wasn't wearing a bra! I didn't say anything more. Cheng just watched, pretending not to understand. When we arrived at the pavilion to rest, the two of them had already started talking about what kind of women attract men. Their relationship was developing so quickly that I felt a little jealous. It

was already past 4 PM when we got home. My wife immediately started complaining about needing a shower. Cheng and I were watching TV and chatting in the living room. Cheng probably realized he'd been so engrossed in talking to my wife on the way home that he'd forgotten I was there. Suddenly, we both fell silent, a little awkward. He tried to make conversation by talking about the renovations. Just then, my wife asked me to get her some clothes. I found a black thong and a black see-through bra, and deliberately went into the living room to show them to Cheng, jokingly whispering, "You can see how sexy my wife is, right?" Cheng made a face; he knew I wasn't angry and relaxed a lot.

After my wife finished showering and got dressed, she dried her hair and said with a smile, "Have you two been talking about me behind my back again?" I said, "Cheng asked me what bra size you have." My wife looked surprised. Usually, if I said something like that in public, she would have scolded me, or at least rolled her eyes. Her current act of acting cute and ladylike clearly shows she doesn't consider Cheng a stranger. Cheng glanced at me and seized the opportunity to make a lewd joke, saying, "Regardless of the bra size, judging by this, the baby won't go hungry."

After dinner at a small restaurant, my wife said she wanted to go shopping. Perhaps because of her impure motives, I felt it was strange for the three of us to go shopping together, and I was afraid of being seen by acquaintances. So I suggested we go to a karaoke bar instead. Cheng readily agreed, saying he would pay and that my wife should invite a pretty girlfriend, preferably single, to come with him. My wife was also happy and wanted to call her girlfriend to invite her along.

I called an old classmate, Ling, who also knew Cheng, and soon the four of us met at the karaoke bar entrance. Unfortunately, even after we entered the private room, my wife hadn't invited a single girl. I even suspected that my wife was doing it on purpose, afraid that another woman would steal her thunder.

My wife was very excited at the karaoke bar. After a few beers, she started to get a little wild, and with Cheng egging her on, she kept kissing me and sitting on my lap, acting all cute. Ling, being a more reserved person, seemed quite embarrassed by the scene, spending his time singing and playing on his phone. Feeling a bit awkward, I asked my wife to play drinking games with Cheng while I went to chat with Ling. Less than an hour later, Ling's wife called. Before I could even suggest she come over, Ling hung up, stood up with a sigh of relief, and greeted me, saying his wife was urging him to go home. I knew he couldn't sit still any longer, so I didn't try to stop him. I told him to be careful on his way home and saw him out of the karaoke bar.

Back in the private room, I pushed open the door and found my wife and Cheng weren't there. I was puzzled when I heard the bathroom door open. I went in and saw my wife leaning against the toilet, looking like she was about to vomit, while Cheng was patting her back. Seeing me, Cheng said, "Why don't we go back?" My wife, clearly still feeling unwell, coughed a few times, straightened up, and said, "It's okay, I just felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, but I feel much better now." I thought there wasn't much point in the three of us staying there, so I decided to go back.

In the taxi, Cheng insisted on going to a hotel and staying by himself, saying he wasn't comfortable staying at someone else's house. So we found a chain budget hotel and booked a room. It was still early, so I took my wife upstairs. My wife, whether feeling unwell from drinking or upset that she hadn't had enough fun, went into the room and immediately lay down on the bed. Cheng and I were both a little hungry, so we went downstairs to the night market and bought some food to bring back. Cheng probably felt I couldn't keep my promise from online, so he praised my wife a few times on the way back, seemingly wanting to let it go. But I was in the midst of excitement; the environment and the three of us were exactly as I had imagined. So I told Cheng directly, "After she falls asleep, I'll let you see her breasts." Cheng immediately got excited and looked at me suspiciously.

I continued, "It's okay, we already agreed on this."

About ten minutes after returning to the room, and after we'd almost finished eating, I couldn't contain myself any longer. I sat on the edge of the bed, stroked my wife's hair a couple of times, and she frowned slightly before going back to sleep. I slowly lifted the blanket off her and started unbuttoning her shirt. Cheng stood to the side, silent, clearly excited as well. When I reached behind her to unhook her bra, she woke up, her eyes still closed, and asked if Cheng had left. I gestured for Cheng to turn off the main light, leaving only the bedside lamp on. While gently kneading her breasts, I whispered, "How about letting Cheng make love with you?" She said no, but I ignored her and continued stroking her, bringing my mouth close to her ear and asking about her neck. Soon, she started to react. I moved my hands away, revealing her breasts, and gestured for Cheng to touch them. He glanced at me, hesitant to move. At that moment, my wife opened her eyes, saw Cheng beside her, screamed, and immediately covered her nipples with one hand and her eyes with the other. I was startled when she called out, but seeing that she didn't move afterward, I knew she had tacitly agreed. So I pried her hands off her breasts and let Cheng come over. This time, Cheng didn't refuse. He sat on the edge of the bed, pretending to be timid, and grasped my wife's breasts... After all, reality is different from imagination. I let Cheng touch my wife's breasts for a long time, but I still couldn't bring myself to let him sleep with her, and I didn't even want to see Cheng kiss my wife. Soon, I got hard, turned my wife over, lifted her skirt, and took off her panties. My wife said no, but deliberately stuck her butt out high. Cheng then naturally put his hand on my wife's butt again. My wife bit her lip, made a painful expression, and looked at me sideways. I understood what she was thinking at that moment; she wanted me to agree to let Cheng sleep with her. At this moment, a wave of jealousy surged up, but I felt that it would be more embarrassing to turn against her now. So, I pretended to be mischievous and turned my wife over again. My wife immediately covered her lower body with her hands. I coaxed her, saying, "Take your hands off, let Cheng see down there, and we'll stop after one look." She refused. I continued, "You've slept with so many other men, what's wrong with letting my friend see?" Cheng then gave an undisguised sly smile. My wife's face immediately changed, and she pulled the covers over herself and started crying. Cheng was also surprised and at a loss.

We didn't leave the hotel until after 1 a.m. Afterwards, I told Cheng online that once is enough, twice is enough, and I'd make sure he wasn't disappointed next time. But deep down, I knew that my wife would never sleep with Cheng again, no matter who she slept with. Occasionally, I regretted it; if we had actually done it that night, it might have been really exciting.

[The End]

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