[My Wife and Her Female Colleague] (The End) Author: lighterside

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Hello everyone, you can call me Ah Guang (pseudonym). This is the first time I've shared some of my inner desires with
you all . I hope you all will support me, and that anyone who encounters a similar situation,
or even women with boyfriends or similar experiences, will feel free to leave a message and share their feelings. I'm 33 years old this year and
have been married My wife (Ah Min, also a pseudonym) and I met online. We're the same age, and we got
married two years after we met. Of course, we had countless sexual encounters before we got married. She works as an office lady.
To be honest, she's not particularly outstanding in appearance; she's just an ordinary female clerk. But we're from similar backgrounds,
since I'm just a warehouse manager earning a little over ten thousand a month.
At first, I felt incredibly lucky to have connected with a real woman, especially an OL (office lady), in an online otaku group. Initially, exchanging messages and private
chats filled me with sweetness and heightened my libido. I often fantasized about masturbating with my OL online friend, although
we hadn't exchanged photos yet.

Our conversations didn't last very long, but she seemed to like me too, so we exchanged phone numbers.
After that, we texted day and night, exchanging photos quickly. The excitement at the time completely overshadowed her
plain appearance . We probably already had some mutual attraction. I was just glad she wasn't overweight; her looks
and figure were quite balanced. Being an OL, she did have a certain refined air about her. Of course, after seeing her photos, we masturbated
more frequently and more intensely. Actually, I was worried that my appearance wouldn't meet her expectations, but later
I realized that was unnecessary. She told me that a man's height and physique were more important than his looks, which explained why she
asked about my height and weight so early on.

We started dating, and she wasn't conservative at all when it came to sex; she was very passionate. We started having sex
a little over a month . She seemed to have more experience than me. Even though I was the one who initiated it,
she would always cooperate. Her oral skills were also amazing. Many times when we were on the night bus, in the couple's seats at the back of the upper deck,
she would masturbate me until I was about to ejaculate, and then use her mouth to catch the semen that was about to burst. So I really love her.
If we had the chance to go on some overnight trips, it would be even more exciting. Her breasts weren't big, just a cup,
but her nipples were very sensitive. Every time I sucked on them for a while, I would easily get an erection, and she would moan with ecstasy
, her vagina would quickly become wet, and her legs would naturally spread apart. Her vagina was very wet, often even the pubic hair
around was soaked. The first time I penetrated her, she would always cry out and say how good it felt, then hug me tightly.
As I rhythmically thrust into her, I could feel her vaginal fluid increasing, slippery, tight, and warm—it felt
incredibly good. She would hug me even tighter with her pleasure, until her moans grew louder. Every time Amin
orgasmed, she would directly tell me to thrust harder and deeper, something my previous two girlfriends never
did.

Actually, I had some conflicting feelings. On one hand, I was grateful for my girlfriend's commitment in bed and sex,
but on the other hand, I constantly worried about her libido and whether I could satisfy her. If she couldn't find sexual satisfaction with me
, given her online dating experience, finding even multiple sex partners, let alone one, would be
extremely difficult. In reality, she was very good at satisfying my sexual needs. Even though our local relationship prevented us from having actual intercourse,
she would always use her hand to relieve me in less conspicuous places whenever I wanted to. She said that when
a man
very lucky that my girlfriend would help me ejaculate whenever I wanted. Other friends sometimes went to brothels, but when I thought about how it
was just women helping them ejaculate with their hands, and my girlfriend would even use her mouth to suck and swallow my
semen at crucial moments, I realized there was no need to spend money on those services.

When we were both happy and decided to move out together, we decided to register
our marriage since we could apply for public housing if we got married. While waiting for public housing, we officially became husband and wife. Our sex life was still exciting, but it had
become routine, and it seemed to have lost the thrill of our premarital relationship. At first, we had sex
almost every night, but after two months, it was only once or twice a week, and after six months, it even seemed formulaic.
Amin was still very engaged and enjoying herself, and I also enjoyed her vagina and her reactions. However, perhaps a man's
interest in a woman he has conquered always diminishes, or to put it more bluntly, he gets tired of her.

I know Amin is still talking to other online friends, which I can't stop her from doing, and
it seems difficult to reach an agreement on the freedom of making friends. As a wife, Amin is very responsible. She is better at managing money than I am, and she manages the housework
very well. However, she doesn't seem to plan to have children. Of course, we had discussed this before getting married. She
only responded that she would decide after marriage, depending on the circumstances. At the time, I certainly didn't want to lose a
girlfriend who always satisfied my needs because of future issues, and I hoped that her decision to have children
would .

Now, three years into our marriage, Amin's sexual desire has only increased. Even though I can still handle it,
it always feels more like a perfunctory effort than a source of enjoyment. Even though Amin has become more proactive, I know women at this age have a strong sex drive,
but my sexual interest has shifted to other women. So, I've started watching adult videos while having sex.
And when I started writing this article, I already said that Amin isn't conservative. Once, I was watching my favorite
actress again, fantasizing that Amin was the actress I was having sex with. After we finished, Amin asked me if I really liked
that actress. She said that a female colleague at her company looked a bit like her. Of course, I laughed and said I didn't believe it.
Hong Kong people and Japanese people always have different looks and demeanor, right? But
when she showed me photos taken by an Annual Editor, she said that while it's obviously untrue to say they looked exactly alike, there was definitely a resemblance.
After that I agreed with Amin; her colleague did look somewhat similar. So, I asked her colleague's name. Amin
told me her colleague's name, then that she was married, and asked if I wanted to sleep with her.

Hearing my wife ask if I wanted to sleep with her female colleague, I really didn't know how to respond, but my
penis obediently became erect. That time, Amin and I immediately slept together again, and while we were doing it, I
still asked her about her female colleague's information and marital status. I even pretended to have forgotten her name so that when my wife
mentioned her colleague's name again, I would ejaculate.

Ada (real name) is my wife's female colleague's name; when I first heard it, I naturally remembered...
The actress I often fantasized about during my childhood—yes, the one with a terrible past.
While I felt sorry for her, she was undeniably beautiful. I often fantasized
about being the man who abused her, committing shameful and disgusting acts against her. Whenever I imagined my
fantasies were her real experiences, I couldn't help but ejaculate onto her face and
body . Surprisingly, my wife's female colleague was also named Ada, which naturally added to
the fondness stemming from those memories. I even wondered if Ada had suffered any sexual abuse. So, when I asked
my wife if she knew about her marital status, I hoped to find some clues in her answer.

Amin was quite frank, directly stating that her husband had had an affair, almost leading to divorce.
Ultimately because of their children, she accepted the situation and preserved the marriage. However, she
didn't mention whether her husband was still having affairs. Actually, Amin has mentioned the many gossips in the office over the years.
Besides office politics, there are also many scandalous stories and news, the most outrageous of which are completely
fabricated. So I pressed her about whether the rumors about her husband's affair were also being spread. But Amin's
answer was that she just listens to what people say, because her wife's position in the company is only minor, and she tries
to avoid gossip, which I understand is her personality. My wife and I are both relatively down-to-earth and low-key people.

Even though my wife is low-key, she joined a Facebook group for buying things on the side to earn extra money
. Often, to earn a little more for delivery fees, she would help other group members with their deliveries. I have also helped her with
deliveries many times, usually kitchen supplies, cleaning agents, detergents, or frozen meat—all household
items The recipients are mostly housewives, but my wife wants more money for the family, so I naturally feel I should do my part
to help her out; I don't mind. I had originally planned to accompany her
to hand over a cast iron pot on a Sunday, a day when everyone else was off, and then we'd go out for dinner and a movie. However, on Friday, the company informed her that she had to
accompany her boss to Shanghai, departing Sunday afternoon so she could arrive at the company on Monday morning. So I told
her not to worry, and that I would handle the handover; it wasn't the first time. She seemed very grateful for my understanding and reciprocated with
oral sex .

While oral sex was already a pretty good reward, compared to the surprise she was about to receive,
the chance to see someone's face was even more exciting than receiving oral sex. By now, you probably already
know who the recipient is—that's right, the address, phone number, and name on the cast iron pot receipt are all "ada"!
My heart pounded at that moment, or perhaps it was just something I'd been thinking about all day, or maybe it was just a coincidence, or maybe it was another
ada. So I casually asked my wife, "Hey? This ada seems to
be someone I've never dealt with before?"

Ah Min replied, "Yeah, it's her first time. I finally got her to buy from me. Be careful with the delivery, don't
leave any loose ends, or she won't come back."

My wife's answer seemed ambiguous, but when I pondered her reply, did it have a special meaning?
Was her answer ambiguous, or was she already feeling ambiguous herself? Just like that time when my wife asked me if I wanted to sleep with her
colleague, what did she really mean? Was the recipient actually her female colleague ada?

Sunday's transaction with ada gave me a feeling of being on a date, my heart filled with excitement and
nervousness my palms were sweating as I called her.
A pleasant and polite voice came from the other end of the phone , and I naturally became nervous, even my voice became tense.
I was sure she could tell.

Ada told me that Amin had informed her in advance that she couldn't come and that her husband would deliver the goods, so I would have to come up
. She was waiting for me at home. That beautiful voice must belong to the beautiful office lady
in . "She's waiting for me at home" made my imagination run wild again. Was it her?

I washed myself up and even masturbated once while showering, trying to relieve the pressure. And the answer was
revealed the moment she opened the door!!

The AV goddess Hata Yui was right in front of me!! Looking closer, I realized she was a little older than the actress
, with a slightly weathered face, a bit thin, lacking the glamorous sexiness of an actress, but more
charming and full of femininity. Seeing her real height, her slender figure, long arms and legs, I really
wanted to hug her immediately.

I estimate he was around 33 to 35 years old. He was about half a head taller than my wife; her
forehead was right where my lipstick touched. Her long, silky hair was tied up in a bun, with loose strands on either side. I
was stunned. It was obvious he didn't take our date that seriously. Here's our conversation from that day, which
I remember because I've relive it countless times:

"Hi, you're Ah Min's husband? Sorry, I still don't know what to call you."

"Oh, you can call me Ah Guang? Okay." Yes, my voice was still very stiff.

"Oh, Guang-ge, come in first. You're carrying such heavy stuff, and you're standing at the door. I'm really
sorry. Come in and have a drink first. Those cast iron pots must be heavy. Luckily you're big enough, I'll go get you the money."

Oh, Dada noticed I'm big? Or was he just saying it casually? Indeed, my physique is more
robust than most, and sometimes when I thrust hard into Amin, I'm afraid I'll hurt her, especially
when she moans with a pained expression, saying, "Husband, you're killing me!" Several times I thought she was serious and
lessened my thrusts, but she would add, "Ah~ Husband, I love being fucked by you, you make me feel so good,
harder , harder!" Over time, I truly realized that my wife's tolerance is quite high,
especially considering her average build. So, what about Ada in front of me? At this moment, will this plain-looking woman
be as wanton as Hata Yui in bed? I really want to know.

Suddenly I noticed something: she seemed to be alone in the house, which made me even more nervous. "Hey, Dada
, where are your kids?"

Dada seemed struck by my sudden question, replying, "Oh, they went to
my mom's house for the weekend. My uncle took them out to play, giving me a chance to rest. By the way, how did you know
I have kids, Guang-ge?"

Dada's question made me realize I'd let something slip. Luckily, I hadn't asked about her husband yet.
I had no choice but to tell her the truth: Amin had told her. Ada, her eyes slightly blank, said,

"Oh."

"Hmm."

A little while later, she asked again, "So…did Amin tell you anything else about me?"

Of course she did, but the situation absolutely prevented me from telling her, lest my wife become the gossip queen of the office.
After all, it was me who inquired about Ada's marital status, so I lied: "No, because
I really love children and want to have one myself. Amin said your children are so cute and adorable, and
I might see them when I come to the office today."

Little did I know that lying too much would only give me away, because Ada immediately became suspicious: "Ah Min
doesn't seem to have seen my children before... but it doesn't matter. Yes, Ah Min said the reason she chose you is
because she's going to Shanghai. So, Guang-ge, if you're interested, why don't you stay for a meal? I've
almost finished preparing everything; it'll be ready in one pot. I'd love to try some of the new hot pot dishes."

I was naturally delighted to hear this. In the past, no one had ever invited me to dinner, not even housewives. Now,
she was my goddess, and unsurprisingly, I started to overthink things. Of course, I was more than happy to accept, but out of politeness
, I had to decline a little. After all, it was our first meeting, and I didn't want to be too abrupt. I replied:

"It seems a bit inappropriate to bother you on your first visit, and I wonder if it's inconvenient?"

"Oh, you mean you're worried Ah Min won't like it? In that case, I won't force you. It's just that I
eat alone, and I figured you might be eating alone too, so it's up to you." It

seems I've said too much again, but Ada's tone was sincere and understanding, not
angry , so I shamelessly said something to keep her:

"No, it's not that Ah Min doesn't like it, I'm just worried about bothering you and your husband... I'm just worried about inconvenience."

"No, it's really kind of you to help me with the delivery, so you can stay here. My husband?... Haha."

What exactly does Ada's "Haha" mean? And so, I stayed for dinner. I couldn't help but
keep imagining Ada's appearance, figure, and every movement. I was practically head over heels for
my wife 's female colleague. Perhaps I was projecting my long-held desires for Yui Hatano onto Ada
. All I knew was that I desperately wanted to make love to her.

When Ada was preparing dinner, she turned on the TV for me. Sitting on the sofa waiting for Ada to cook in the kitchen,
I felt like she was her husband. It was hard to imagine that in such a wonderful situation, her husband
would have an affair. I believe men are creatures who crave novelty. Wasn't I also captivated by the woman before me? I was
sure her husband's mistress must also be a stunning beauty. Curious, I got up to see if there were any family photos in the room.
Sure enough, I saw some family portraits and wedding photos. She had two very beautiful and adorable daughters,
and her husband was handsome and successful—the kind of man who might have an affair. Perhaps
successful men have a special attraction for women. He was much older than Ada, and perhaps
maturity is also an attraction.

Finally, I want to talk about Ada. Wearing a wedding dress, she was every man's dream. The photos must have been
taken seven to ten years ago. Because of makeup, her real age was hard to tell, but judging from her daughters' ages, she must
have married between twenty-five and twenty-seven, which is considered young by today's standards. Back then, she must have been certain that her husband
would give her lifelong happiness; of course, most marriages have this kind of expectation. Ada is certainly not as
youthful and beautiful as she was then, but she is still the most attractive woman I know.

At the dinner table, I mostly praised her and spoke politely. Strangely, she seemed very interested in my
relationship , and eventually I started asking her about her husband. Actually, based on what Ah Min had mentioned earlier, I
wanted to avoid this, but since she asked me about Ah Min and me, it was natural for me to ask back. She started
telling me how she got married so early because she was pregnant, which isn't
unusual for men and women these days. The strange thing was that when we were almost finished eating, Ada asked me,

"Oh... Brother Guang, actually, there's something else I'd like to ask you for help with?"

"What is it? Just say whatever you want, I can definitely help if I can. Haha, I've already enjoyed a
delicious ... just kidding, but I'm serious about helping out."

"Well... you'll definitely be able to help. So sit a little longer, let me finish cleaning the dishes and come back first.
Are you in a hurry?"

"Not in a hurry, not at all."

"Okay, that's good then. I don't want to hold you back too much... Why don't you have some fresh fruit first? I'll wash the dishes and come back."

This was really great. Even though I didn't know what I was going to do, as long as I could spend a little more time with Ada,
and hearing that she seemed to need my help, and being able to fawn over her, I saw it as an opportunity. Unexpectedly, when I heard
her request, even though it was something I longed for, I hesitated!

"Um, Ada, what do you want me to say?!"

"Brother Guang, just let me hold you, and take a picture of me with my phone. Please help me out."

Actually, when Ada first made this request, my lower body immediately reacted and swelled up. When Ada
said it a second time, the stimulation and excitement reached a point where I was completely hard. The question came so suddenly. Was
I really going to just ask her something and then take a picture of my penis with a woman I'd only just met? Especially since she
was my wife's colleague. If there was some ulterior motive, I'd be in deep trouble. So even though I was more than willing,
even eager, I hesitated when it actually happened.

"Oh... Dad, your request... seems... a bit strange... like, for a grown man like me, this is
the first time a woman has ever made such a request... Ah, for a moment I don't know what to do, but I really want to help you,
but..."

"But are you afraid I'll pretend to be your slingshot? Don't worry, you don't have to show your whole face, just show your genitals and take
a picture with me. If you mind me touching it, I won't hold it properly and we can still take the picture, it's no problem. I
just need to take a picture with a man's penis, the bigger the better... Brother Guang, your... penis
... is big? How about that?"

Damn, even if it's not big, she's made it sound so arousing. I'm starting to succumb to temptation, I know I'll definitely give in
, but I need to understand the real reason... or even, find some security:

"Okay, ADA, I can help you, but at the very least, you should explain to me why."
"Hey, what I'm really worried about is you dragging Ah Min into this 'playing' with me... If you can prove it, for example
... if you show me your genitals first for a photo, I'll agree, okay?

Oh, my... it's probably big, but I don't know what you consider big?"

I never imagined I'd make such an arrogant request, but the truth is, it's perfectly fair.
Showing my genitals to Dada was already a huge joy, but seeing Dada's genitals and taking a photo with her was
unbelievable luck. Dada blushed immediately upon hearing my answer, probably
feeling embarrassed thinking about showing her genitals for a photo. Unfortunately, she refused to answer, saying,

"Brother Guang, I'm sorry, I can't let you take a picture. To be honest, the reason I wanted to take a picture of your penis was to
prove to my husband that if I wanted to cheat on him, I could do it anytime. I just used it to blackmail my husband into not
messing around with other women anymore. I don't really intend to cheat. I don't know if you understand what I'm saying. As for your wife,
Ah Min , of course I'm not having an affair with her... Sigh~, I won't say anything more to you. I suspect
that the woman who is having an affair with my husband is your wife, Ah Min."

When Ada said that she suspected the woman who was having an affair with her husband was my wife, Ah Min, I was naturally
shocked . Moreover, I had always suspected that Ah Min might be having an affair with someone she met online. But when I calmed down and thought about it again,
everything seemed too coincidental. It seemed that Ada had planned this all along, inviting me to dinner. Whether Amin cheated
or not was still unknown, but even if it was true, it was already a done deal. Right now, I should think about how to get something back
from , especially if her husband cheated on my wife. Of course, I would want Ada to compensate
me for my losses. I should act according to the circumstances.

"Is Ah Min really having an affair with your husband?"

"I'm not sure, but... to be honest, my husband is cheating. Tonight,
he told me he was going to Shanghai, and coincidentally, Ah Min also told me she was going to Shanghai. Of course, my husband
doesn't know I bought a pot with Ah Min."

"You really want me to take pictures of you?"

"If you don't mind... actually, I only planned to take pictures first, and then use them if needed.
Only you can help me? What, Brother Guang, you seem honest, I trust you."

"Ada, I really want to help you... but it just feels really strange, unless..."

"Unless what? You want money? I can agree to anything except taking pictures of you and having an affair."

"Don't be silly, since it's a favor, why talk about money? Do you think I'm a gigolo or a model? It's
just it's a bit awkward for me to remove it all by myself. If you remove it too... it'll be fairer and less awkward.
At most, I won't take pictures of you."

My request was absolutely reasonable, and of course, very advantageous to me. If I wanted to take it a step further, it would
be easier; at least I could admire Ada's body. If Ada was truly sincere, it would
be a bit... inappropriate not to agree. Sure enough, she blushed and said,

"Really? Can I remove only the top?"

Of course not. If Ada had never asked anything of me, I would be satisfied just to see her face.
But the situation had changed drastically, making my greed uncontrollable. I wanted to see Ada
completely naked , but I was afraid she would be too shy to agree, so I coaxed her first, a bit like coaxing a girl to undress for the first time:

"Okay, you take off your top first. I'll start taking mine off when you do, and we'll all take ours off together, okay?"

Dada blushed and nodded, but didn't move her hands or feet. I, on the other hand, took off my top.
When Dada saw this, she turned her body to one side and slowly took off her top. I saw her slightly bony back
and her bra. My lower body was so hard I was practically going crazy, and my mouth was dry. I went to the table to get some water and slowly savored the
"undressing show" that Dada had given me. She unhooked her bra, and as it fell down, she placed it on the sofa.
She covered her chest with her hands before turning around. She was so beautiful! I couldn't help but compliment her:

"Ada, you're so beautiful..."

"Thanks, but I'm already a mother, what's there to be beautiful about?"

"Am I serious? Put your hands down. We're all adults now, and it's not like we've never been seen before.
Don't be shy. Look at me, don't you think I'm very attractive?... You want a big penis? My penis is already
aroused by your beauty."

I took off my outer pants, and even though I was still wearing underwear, my "little brother" had already
erected in front of Ada. I saw a glimmer of surprise and joy in her eyes, mixed with a touch of shyness, but her hands
were still on her chest as she said:

"Brother Guang, your... it's really big, bigger than I imagined."

"I haven't even taken it all off yet, and you already know how big I am? If you're satisfied, let's continue together, okay?
But you have to let go of your hands first."

Ada gave in, her beautiful breasts exposed, somewhat pointed and delicate. I'd thought a woman's
breasts , but Ada's weren't like that. Her nipples were also lighter in color than I'd imagined, even
lighter than Amin's. I'm sure her nipples before having children were pink and tender. Is her husband a pervert?
Having such a beautiful "dish" at home, why go out and get it? And it has to be my wife? Come to think of it… it's not that Amin isn't
"beautiful." While Amin's figure and looks are just average, she knows exactly what she wants, making her a rare
sexual partner. Thinking about this, would Amin be as accommodating to other men? Is it because of this that even someone
with a beautiful wife like Ada wants to go to my wife? Is Ada just a beautiful "dead fish"?

"Dead fish or not, she's taking off her pants. Not some lace or sexy underwear, just ordinary
cotton pinkish-purple panties, cleanly covering her round, firm buttocks, her long, beautiful legs full of curves. A model-like figure, found in a mother, usually only female celebrities have such a figure. I
didn't hold back and quickly pulled off my last panties, my penis springing out like a slingshot. Dada turned around
and saw my hard, veiny, purplish-black penis. She took a deep breath, and
her hands, which had been covering her genitals, slowly moved to her sides, revealing her vulva. My penis kept throbbing, and this
throbbing naturally caught Dada's attention. Actually, Dada's eyes were already fixed on my penis. I
should say I made her laugh, and when she laughed, the tense atmosphere eased:

"Hey, Guang-ge, do you have to keep moving around so exaggeratedly?"

"She's getting excited."

"Ha, why are you so excited? We're not really going to do anything, just take a picture."

Although Ada generally made it clear that she wouldn't do anything inappropriate, with such a beautiful woman in front of us, and us completely naked
facing each other, it was already beyond the normal range. Wasn't she excited?

"Ha, sorry, that's how men are when they see a pretty woman. Don't you get excited at all when you see me?"

When I asked Ada this, she blushed and replied,

"I don't."

I walked over to the sofa, picked up her panties, and saw a wet patch in the center of her vulva. I touched it;
it was sticky and warm. I smiled at Ada.

Even though I knew the chances of getting intimate with Ada today were slim, since we were already naked, there was always
some hope. But before my smile could even fade, Ada snatched her panties from my hand and
quickly put them back on. While I was still stunned, she laughed and said,

"Okay, I've already taken them all off as you said. It's fair, you believe me." As she

spoke, she put them back on piece by piece. By the time I finished being stunned, Ada had put all her clothes back on. I don't know if she was
quick or if I was busy trying to get the last bit of exposure, but by the time I could speak, it was too late to stop her. I
was standing there, completely naked.

"What? You don't want to take pictures?... Why are you dressed?"

"Of course I have to be dressed before taking pictures. I'm only taking pictures of you. If I'm not dressed, it'll look like we're doing
something inappropriate, which is unacceptable, isn't it?"

Admittedly, Ada's statement was correct, so I could only reply:

"Oh, right. So how do you want to take pictures?"

"Well, you sit on the dining table, and I'll use my phone to take pictures of you and me, with the back of the dining room as a background,
okay?"

"Wouldn't it be better if we sat on the sofa?"

"No, sitting on the sofa is too comfortable for you, and I'd have to kneel down, which would look like I'm sucking you, like I
'm serving you, not just taking pictures."

"I understand, but you also said you want to hold my thing while taking pictures?"

"Yeah, it's more real when you're holding it, you don't mind?"

Of course not, "I don't mind."

We then took our positions. When Ada's hand touched my penis, I immediately shuddered. She
was startled and quickly pulled her hand back, asking,

"What's wrong?"

I replied, "Nothing, just a little excited."

"Brother Guang, don't be so excited, I'll be a little less excited."

Ada said, her long fingers already holding me in her hand. The pleasure surged, and the contrast between a beautiful married
woman still fully clothed and me completely naked was intense, both visually and sensually. I was simply enjoying it, forgetting to take
pictures. Besides, I didn't want everything to end after the pictures were taken, until Ada reminded me:

"Brother Guang? Aren't you going to take pictures yet? Have you taken them?"

"Oh, take lots of pictures, how many? You can hold it down a bit, that way the thing will look bigger, holding it more
will make it bigger."

"Oh?"

Adam tightened his grip and pulled down!

"Ah~"

"Am I messing with you?"

"No, it feels so good."

"? ~Brother Guang, don't do that..."

"Ada, give me a few more strokes like before?"

"No, that's like giving you a handjob, no, you can't?"

"Ada, please, I'm begging you, please rub me a few more times, you're already holding my hand, just keep doing it
for a while..."

"But I'm worried that if I do this, you'll ejaculate?"

"No, I won't ejaculate, I just want to feel good for a while longer, I swear, rub me for a minute, okay?
Just let me enjoy it for a minute, please, Ada."

Under my sincere request, a minute wasn't an unreasonable request, and she agreed:

"Hey, one minute? What, and don't you dare ejaculate."

Her hand started moving slowly up and down, very slowly, like a slow torture,
wanting to ejaculate but unable to, feeling like I was dying of pleasure. I knew I only had one minute to do what I needed to do, not ejaculate,
but because I had promised, a man should keep his word. I spent five seconds making a decision, which was the following
series of actions. In the other forty seconds, I quickly added my phone to ADA's Whatsapp
and sent myself the picture of her holding my penis, then spent ten seconds
removing . Whew, the time was just right, I could still enjoy the last moment. To be honest, if I hadn't been
so focused, I might have been too excited and ejaculated prematurely. Of course, the spontaneous sex at home before coming here
also greatly helped.

"Alright, Guang-ge, are you done taking the picture? Let me see it so you can put your clothes back on."

"Okay, thanks a lot."

"Thank me? I should be thanking you, Guang-ge."

"Well, I thank you for making me feel good for a while."

"Oh, you're welcome, but I was really worried you'd ejaculate just now? Your thing was so hard and hot, it looked like it was about to burst."

"Well... I really had a hard time doing that."

Dada's face started to turn a little red again, and she looked a little pitying, and said shyly:

"Well... do you want to wash up?... Oh... are you done before you leave?"

I was overjoyed. Dada was so considerate. Would she help me? Of course not, otherwise she would have already helped.
But would she let me do it by myself in front of her?
It .

"Do you mind if I leave after I've finished?"

"Well, since you got into this mess because of me, I can't help you. Do you really want to go through all that trouble?
The bathroom's over there, I'll get you some tissues."

"Go to the bathroom?! Can I sit on the sofa?"

"Oh? I thought you'd feel awkward or uncomfortable doing it yourself in the living room. I'd rather go to the kitchen and wash the dishes, and
you can do it yourself. I'm afraid I'll stop you."

I didn't expect my face to start burning as soon as I said my next sentence:

"Oh... I... I want you to stay... with me, okay?"

Ada didn't answer, but just shyly lowered her head and sat down on a corner of the sofa.

I moved to the sofa and, seeing Ada's blushing face, I started holding two spring-like breasts
in one hand and, as usual, began to show them to her with the other. She took a deep breath, swallowed, and then said,

"Guang-ge, can you hurry up? I... I feel so embarrassed."

"Okay, sure."

Just in case he changed his mind, I started going full speed ahead, my facial muscles tensing up. She seemed to
tense up too, her lips pressed together. The moment our eyes met, I frowned deeply and
asked,

"Brother Guang, you want to shoot?! Tissues?! Use tissues!!"

Yes, I was worried there wasn't a tissue next to me!

"Quick! Give it to me, I'm about to shoot!!"

At the critical moment, Ada handed me a tissue. I grabbed her wrist with one hand and
snatched then frantically shoved and ejaculated into the tissue ball! I looked at her, and she looked at me. Then, embarrassed, she
turned to look at the still-vibrating tissue ball I had stopped.

"Brother Guang, are you done? Can you let me go now?"

"Oh, sorry, I was too nervous just now. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to hold onto the tissues you gave me, so..." "

It's okay."

I slowly removed the tissues covering my glans. Thick semen was still stuck to my glans and the tissues. Dada
saw this and gave me a few more tissues.

"Phew~ You're all better now, thank you."

Dada smiled and said, "No need to thank me."

If Dada hadn't allowed me to relieve my intense need for release at her house, I believe I
wouldn't have been able to wait and would have gone straight upstairs. Even so, when I uploaded the photos
to my computer at home, I couldn't help but masturbate again because I wanted to slowly and carefully appreciate the high-definition images. It was even more precious than the "female celebrity series"
that I used dominate with photos. At least the protagonist was myself and not "Teacher Chen".

After I was completely "cleaned up," I couldn't help but think of what Ada had said—about Amin's
affair with her husband. If Amin really had an affair with another man, I would certainly feel terrible. But
recalling what I had just experienced with another man's wife, I felt an unprecedented thrill, not just because of Ada's beauty,
but because of the feeling of being a "married woman." Even more so was the fact that she was also my wife's colleague; these multiple relationships
added layers of excitement. The most contradictory point was that if Amin really had an affair with her husband, and
he didn't stop, would Ada really use me to get revenge on him?

It was a dilemma—on one hand, I hoped Amin wasn't cheating, but on the other hand, I desperately wanted Ada's husband to keep going,
hoping Ada would come after me for revenge. With these feelings in mind, I waited until Amin came home on Tuesday night. Having
not taken the initiative for a long time, I asked Amin,

"Honey, are you tired? I want to go back to the party."

"Heh, what are you doing? Are you really that hung up on me? Come on over, you know I'm yours, let me take a shower first."

I was more energetic than usual in bed, fucking Amin until she was dying. I just didn't believe that Ada's husband could satisfy Amin
better . And when I thought of this, my mind was ablaze with desire. I thought, "You slut,
why are you messing around with some other bastard? Are other men as good as me? I'll fuck you to death, you slut!" Then suddenly, another
thought flashed through my mind. It was Ada saying to me, "Brother Guang, my husband fucked your wife, and now you're fucking me,
giving yourself a green hat to that bastard, fuck me!" Thinking of this made me even more excited and furious. I fucked Amin hard,
of course, fantasizing that she was Ada. I ejaculated with surging desire. My wife was already in the throes of orgasm, crying out:

"Ah~" "~Old...ah...husband...you're so good...ah...so strong...
it feels so good...ah~~!!"

"Ah! I'll fuck you to death!! I'll fuck you to pieces, you slut!! Do you know how strong I am?! I'll fuck you to death, you slut!!"

"Ah!!! Husband!! Yes, I am a slut, I like you fucking me...fuck me to death,
fuck me harder..."

I also made a final sprint with no hesitation, and at the moment of ejaculation, I wanted to call out Ada
's name, but of course I swallowed it back, just closed my eyes tightly, recalling the
way she watched me ejaculate that day, deeply thrusting to the end of Amin's vagina, shooting into her uterus, phew~ so good.
Did Ada also have two daughters through this kind of fertilization? No, I think her husband had premature ejaculation and they were born. I once heard that only when a woman
conceives during orgasm will she have a boy, Ada's are all girls.

Afterwards, "Honey, you seemed really eager tonight, and so hot. What's wrong?"

"Really? You're always like this even when I'm not angry."

"Yeah, you're always like this, but tonight you didn't even watch any AV before we started playing. What 's wrong?
Have you lost interest in that actress?"

"Which AV actress?"

"My colleague, actress Ada."

Amin actually used Ada's name to describe the AV actress directly. She seemed completely unconcerned about my
attraction to her female colleague.

"Honey, you don't seem to mind me flirting with other women?"

"Hey, men can flirt with pretty girls, right? Your wife is very understanding, isn't she, honey?"

"Yes, you're always so understanding when you're not angry. That's what I love about you. But you used to be jealous, did
n't you?"

"Well, you know to say 'used to' then. Of course you were before we were married. Now you are..."
(Hahahaha). My

wife was obviously joking. Maybe it's because I've always been "well-behaved" that she trusts me? Or
maybe our sex life has become dull, so I'm introducing some external stimulation for flirting. Indeed, the result of my
stimulation was that I released it all on Ah-min, and I know she enjoyed it.

"So, speaking of Ada, how did things go with her? Did everything go smoothly?"

Actually, every time I handed over the goods on behalf of Amin, she would ask this as a matter of routine. But perhaps this time I
felt guilty , and my voice sounded a little unnatural as I answered:

"Smooth, what didn't go smoothly?"

"Hehe, so this time you went to see your AV goddess, Ada? How was it? Did you have dinner before you left?"

I was shocked by my wife's question because I didn't expect her to ask such a question. And with her asking like this, do I
need to tell the truth directly? I can't lie, because if Amin asks Ada, I'll be exposed.
Yes, I can't lie, but how much of the truth should I tell?

First of all, of course, I can't say that Ada and I were completely naked, and that I masturbated in front of her. But do I need to
ask Amin about her husband's... affair? I'll play it by ear.

"Oh, yes, honey, you knew Dada invited me to dinner? You two have already spoken on the phone, right?"

No mistake, let Ah Min tell you what she knows first.

"Oh, of course I know. I asked Dada if I could cook for you. I know
you wouldn't cook for yourself since I wasn't home that night. I didn't want you to eat out, so I asked Dada if she could do it for you." Hey, "Eat your
meal now, hehe. I deliberately didn't tell you, just to surprise you. How's it? Is Dada okay with it?"

Hearing this, I realized that it wasn't just Dada who was "plotting," but Ah Min as well. Was Dada
just going along with Ah Min's request? Or was she using her wife's question to do something else? When Ah Min asked
, "Is Dada okay with it?" I couldn't help but think of her naked. Okay, very okay! —Okay, I get hard just looking at her!

"Wow, this is delicious! Curry beef brisket. Honey, are you telling her that curry beef brisket is my favorite food?"

"Of course, honey. Look how much I love you. I even got your AV goddess to cook your favorite food
for you. I got both of them, hee hee."

Looking at my lovely and lovable wife, I didn't know
what to do She's so understanding. If she had a figure as beautiful as Ada, I probably wouldn't
have had a chance to become her husband. My wife didn't follow up by asking me if anything had happened between Ada to put my mind
at ease. Then it was my turn to inquire.

"Yes, honey, do you know ADA's husband?"

"Yes, of course I know him! Silly girl, ADA's husband is my boss, don't you know that? I
went to Shanghai with him."

Wait, what?! ADA's husband is Ah Min's boss? They went to Shanghai together? No wonder ADA said
they were having an affair, because if it were true, there would be so many opportunities for them to be together. This isn't the first time Ah Min has spent the night out for
work , so…? I frowned:

"No, I've never heard that Ada's husband is your boss before. I only heard you say that her husband was having
an affair and that they were almost getting a divorce."

"Yes, I did. I did mention that I had a new boss, but you were just being silly and didn't realize it."

"I remember you mentioned a new boss, the one who came at the end of last year, right?"

"Yes, that's him."

"But you didn't say I knew he was Ada's husband?"

"Then why didn't you know who Ada was back then? How could I tell you that my new boss is Ada's husband?
Sir, why are you suddenly so interested in other people's husbands?"

According to my wife's reasoning, it was true. I only recently learned
from , but I hadn't paid much attention to my wife's new boss before.

"No, when I saw Ada, I remembered what you said about her husband having an affair. I thought Ada was so beautiful,
it was surprising that her husband had an affair. I never expected her husband to be your boss... Honey,
guess what your boss is like... Has he been fooling around with other women?"

I was trying my best to observe Amin's reaction to this question, because she was very likely the woman he was having an affair with
. But I couldn't tell at all, because Amin gave me another clever answer.

"Boss, if you were really the boss, would you go and tell your
subordinates ?"

Should I directly ask Amin if she slept with her boss? Sigh, it wouldn't end well.

In the next day or two, I still took every opportunity to look at the photos of Ada holding my penis and masturbate. Her
eyes pierced my heart, and I found that I was actually missing her. Actually, in terms of personality, Amin is much more likable.
Ada refused no matter what, even begging on her knees, only agreeing to give me a minute of pleasure, and wouldn't do anything for me,
seemingly uninterested in me. But why am I always hung up on her? Is it because I
can't , or do I hope her photos will stop her husband? Or do I hope her husband won't listen to her threats, so she wants to
have sex with me but doesn't dare?

Right, she doesn't have my phone number. Does she have to call Amin and say, "Amin, where's your husband?"
Then, do I need to call her? Wait!! All wrong!! Ada has my phone number;
didn't we talk on the day of the transaction? Wait again, did I remove my phone number when I removed the WhiteSapp traces
? Thinking about it is giving me a headache; I just really want to call Ada and ask her what's going on.

Yes, I actually have a copy of the photo, so it wouldn't hurt for me to call and check on her. Okay,
that settled then. I mustered up my courage, even going to the bathroom to look at Ada's photos to bolster my courage, and of course, I also had
to use my little brother to cheer me up. Unexpectedly…

a giant lemonade with ice was poured over my head!!!

It was a man's voice answering Ada's call:

"Hello? Ada's in the bathroom, who are you? I'm her husband, you can tell me what's wrong."

My immediate reaction? It was like a giant lemonade with ice being poured over my head, my wife's suspected lover
on the other end of the phone? Instead, I felt like a lover caught in the act:

"Oh, nothing special. Oh, I'll call him back later, thank you."

But then I was caught off guard: "Ah~, wait a minute, are you 'Ah Min's husband'?"

I had no choice but to bite the bullet, feeling exposed: "Yes."

Ada's husband politely smiled and replied, "I'm sorry, the caller ID says you're Ah Min's husband, so I
know, but I don't know what to call you?"

"Oh, my surname is Chen, you can call me Ah Guang."

"Okay, Mr. Chen? Would you be free to come out for a drink? I'd like to talk to you about something."

I agreed.

That evening, I arranged to meet Ada's husband at a coffee shop. Before hanging up, he told me not to tell Ada
we were meeting. I was incredibly nervous and didn't call Ada again. I believed her husband
hadn't told her about my previous call; I was right. When I arrived at the coffee shop, Ada's husband was already
sitting in a corner waiting for me. I recognized him because I had seen his photo at Ada's house before. But he
seemed to know that I was the person he was waiting for. Did Amin show him my photo too?

Ada's husband got up and shook my hand in a friendly manner. Damn it, this adulterer slept with my wife and still wants to shake hands with her?!

"Hello, Mr. Chen,"

I forced a smile. "Just call me A-Guang. Hello, you are Ada's husband? So you are Amin's
boss?"

"That's right, no problem. Why don't you just call me Albert, or some friends..."
" So you're calling me Dad?"

"Okay, then let's call each other by our names. What does Albert want to talk

to me about?" "Oh, first I have to apologize, because you called my wife today, and I didn't tell
her..."

Just as I expected, I didn't intend to ask him why, because he didn't give me a chance.
I quickly figured out what Albert wanted from me. Albert was indeed a successful
man; he quickly took control of the situation. He took out his phone, and my heart started racing. It seemed
Dad had already shown him the photos!

"Ah Guang, let's not waste time, let me show you something first."

But even if Dada showed Albert our photos, at most he'd only see my
penis , right? Unless Dada herself revealed that I was the owner of that penis? I was wrong again. The situation
was worse than I imagined. I broke out in a cold sweat, feeling like I was falling into an icy abyss... I kept looking, convinced my face was
getting paler and paler, the exact opposite of the me in the phone, who was flushed, holding Dada's
wrist as he ejaculated!!

That's right, it was a video, a video from Dada's house that day, and Albert had cut out the most "exciting"
part. Of course, it was obvious I'd been secretly filmed. I was utterly ashamed. I'd come out intending to confront
the adulterer, but now he'd caught me instead. I was ashamed and a little angry. Even though I was in the wrong, it
felt like I'd been slingshotted.

"Albert, what do you want?"

"Ah Guang, stop being so angry. If anyone should be angry, it should be me, right? The reason I showed
it to you first is so that we can talk things out—why don't we both
be honest ?"

"Okay, because there are some things I want to ask you clearly. Have you ever slept with my wife?"

"No."

"Really not?"

"No, didn't we already agree to tell the truth?"

"Then why does Ada suspect you and Ah Min are having an affair?"

"Because I told Ada to tell you this."

"Why?"

"Okay, I'll tell you why. You know, this video, or those pictures of your penis that Adam squeezed out,
I get hard every time I see it. So, you probably understand."

Damn it, what a perverted guy. But it's true that after hearing that, I immediately calmed down and even started to get excited and
interested . I knew there would be more surprises to come, but I still couldn't help but ask again, of course, my tone had
completely changed:

"Brother Aba, you really haven't fucked my wife?"

"Hey, Guangzai, I said I haven't."

Only ten seconds had passed, and our way of addressing each other and our relationship was like that of brothers. After that,
I listened to Albert tell me everything. So that's what happened.

Years ago, Albert did indeed have extramarital affairs, mainly because Ada suffered from postpartum
depression and was completely unable to provide Albert with any sexual satisfaction. Albert cheated on
her, but due to reasons and the future happiness of their daughter, they managed to maintain their marriage. Ada's condition
improved afterward, and she began to use medication to help restore her mood and sexual desire, but she never reached a certain level. In order
to seek sexual satisfaction, Albert began to look for various new stimuli online, going deeper and deeper, becoming more and more excited.
Over time, he found himself unable to get aroused with the plain and normal Ada.

Ada has now fully recovered, and her sexual desire, fueled by years of medication and her advanced age, is even
stronger . However, Albert is unable to achieve
his sexual desire unless he engages in some perverse sexual acts, including seeing his wife with other men. Their sex life is simply out of sync. Their
family backgrounds are generally healthy, but their sex life is a major headache. Ada has the desire but is rather conservative,
while Albert is unable to achieve his desire unless the subject is perverse enough. This time, Ada agreed to let her husband "seduce"
a man for him to see, partly to satisfy him and partly to take
the first step towards her own satisfaction. Although it was just a small experiment, when Albert returned from Shanghai and saw everything,
Ada and A-Guang, through mutual stimulation, enjoyed a sexual pleasure that the couple hadn't experienced in many years.

After Albert finished speaking, he took out a small bottle from his pocket, opened it, and showed it to me. Inside was
Viagra :

"Of course, you need these to help you keep hard. But at the beginning—when you see ADA squeezing your
penis, wow, it'll get hard right away. However, the doctor has already told me not to take so many of these pills if I don't want to, because it could
cause heart problems."

"So, Brother Albert, you brought me here and told me so much. I wonder what else you want to say?"

Yes, I knew I had already revealed my lewdness, and I couldn't stop laughing. Albert was the same:

"To be honest, Kwong, do you want to fuck my wife?"

"Brother Albert, you've already seen me—your wife is already hard. Asking you is pointless."

"Okay, but I also want to sleep with your wife. I've been thinking about sleeping with Amin every day since I saw her at the company. What do you
think? Is it possible? Why don't we all work together to get her?"

Damn it, an adulterer is still an adulterer. Wait, "adulterer" doesn't seem to fit anymore, because "brothers"
is the correct term. However, Albert is already planning to share Ada, and Ada seems willing
. Now, it's just me... and Amin left. I do want to sleep with Ada, but before, it was after I had already ruined
my own wife, and I was taking back the wife of that adulterer as revenge. But now, it's because of lust that I'm
offering my own wife to someone else!

When Albert presented the conditions, I hesitated, very hesitant. Albert
could see my hesitation, so he started to tease me:

"Hey, Guangzai, it's actually pretty fair, isn't it? You fuck my wife, so you give me your wife to fuck
—it's fun for everyone, and of course, you can rest assured everyone will keep it a secret, right?... I can tell you
really want to fuck my wife, and I think Dada is interested too. You know, the night I came back from Shanghai, I fucked her the whole way.
I made her call your name, she was so high she was practically numb calling you, and she said your dick was so big, it felt so good, she was
so wet she had to change the sheets afterward. If you really joined in, I guarantee you'd have a blast. And also... Dada..."
"It's already 'locked up,' so you can ejaculate inside without a bag. Don't you want that? Haha."

Yes, I really do. But when I heard Albert describe how hard I was, I couldn't help but think
about Ah Min... I couldn't bear to see her being fucked by another man.

"Brother Albert, I know you mean well. You know I also really want to try your wife, but as for Ah Min,
I don't know what she'll think. This kind of play... isn't something many people can accept."

"Oh, Ah Min? So you don't need your older brother to speak up. Actually, Ah Min and I get along quite well. She's a very
girly girl; I treat her like my niece. I've even talked to her about my problems with Ada. I
once asked her if her sex life with you was compatible. She said that whatever you want, she'll accommodate you,
wanting you to be happy and satisfied.

As long as you're happy, she's happy. Guangzai, you're really lucky. So, I think you can persuade
her."

When I heard this—part, it was obvious that Albert had already made
some , but it seemed like he couldn't... Hearing Albert describe Amin's answer, even though I hadn't gotten any benefits despite my efforts
, I felt comforted, a sweet feeling welled up inside me.

My previous misunderstandings and doubts about Amin vanished. Now, images of Amin's conversation with her boss flashed through my mind.
Could it have been at the dinner table in Shanghai last week? Candlelight steak dinner with red wine—if the timing was right
, a lecherous man could take advantage. Luckily, lovely Amin only had eyes for me. Albert seemed
to have said too much to win me over; he made it clear how good Amin truly was to me,
so I couldn't betray her.

"Brother, I'll think about your question right away and contact you again after I've thought it through, okay?
After 's not just my business. Let me go back and discuss it with my wife first."

"Okay, of course. But you must keep it a secret from all the other outsiders."

"Of course, you can rest assured."

After that, I walked naturally on the street. When I got to the bus stop, I looked around. The bus seemed
to be arriving soon. I looked at the people on the street. Even though it was already past ten o'clock, there were still quite a few pedestrians. There were
couples, but most of them were single. I decided to give up taking the bus and walk home. Along the way
, I felt happier than anyone else on the road. This was because I was recalling what Al
Bert had said. It wasn't that he said I could sleep with his wife and have sex with her, but rather that he was recounting how Ah Min would do anything to make me
happy .

It was already midnight when I got home. Amin was waiting for us while browsing porn sites; it seemed she
was craving .

"Piggy, come back."

"Browsing porn sites, you wet girl?"

"Heh, you know perfectly well."

"Want me to give you a handy?"

"What, you still have stock?"

"Hmm, your husband has plenty."

Amin immediately came over, knelt down, and unzipped my pants. Without a word, she took my penis into her mouth. My
soft penis and Amin's tongue intertwined in her mouth, sucking, swallowing, blowing, and swirling for a minute. My penis started to get hard
. Amin looked up at me with innocent eyes and said something I'll never forget. It wasn't some
old-fashioned "I love you" or anything like that; it was something more "unforgettable":

"Daddy, your penis looks like a marshmallow. I love eating it."

The marshmallow instantly turned into a black, hard cane, and I gave my daughter a good scolding.

Afterwards, I asked Amin where she learned some naughty and perverted tricks. She said there were plenty online,
and she would cooperate with me as long as I liked. I asked her what if I wanted to have a threesome with her and another woman? She said she had a female
colleague she could accept. My eyes immediately lit up:

"Ada?!"

"Hahahaha, I want to sleep with you! If you sleep with Ada, will you still care about me? You're a dry, rotten
old maid. You should return your virginity to my husband, hahahaha."

"So, wife-swapping? Are you willing?"

"Piggy, as long as you're happy, I'll cooperate."

A sweet...sweet feeling welled up in my heart again. I really love this woman. I couldn't help but
say the words that were difficult to utter after marriage, so I had to use English.

"Babe, I love you."

"Silly boy, you don't know how to speak English but you're trying to imitate others." She hugged me and gave me a deep kiss. "Is this how you say English?
...uk no willoveumorethanucanimagine!!!"

After turning off the light, we lay on the bed.

"Hey, you slutty girl, tomorrow's a holiday, wanna go to Lamma Island with you?"

"Lamma Island's so crowded, we'll just end up hiding in a room and doing it anyway, might as well stay home and do it,
at most we'll just play...doodoo again, hee."

"Oh, if we doodoo at home, then we might as well deflower her too."

"Deflower what?"

I teased Ah Min's butt under the covers, and she immediately giggled and jumped away. I said,

"Hey, you said you owe me a virginity, you said you'd cooperate?"

"Shit-hoon... if it hurts too much, you'll have to kiss me?"

"I'll always kiss you like that, you slutty girl."

"Okay, Daddy, I'm sleepy, I need to sleep."

I held Ah Min in my arms, and we fell asleep. My name is A-

Guang

(pseudonym), I'm thirty-three years old. I met my wife online; her name is A-Min
(also a pseudonym).

Perhaps I'll share some more interesting stories with you later. Goodbye.

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