My friend and his wife were inside, and I was outside.

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I've had several threesomes with friends, each time with my wife's reluctance, but she always eventually gives in. She only asks that I not take pictures, fearing it might leak and cause scandals. I understand her concerns; these days, online influencers are so powerful, becoming one can happen in a day. So, caution is paramount.
Recently, my wife took a vacation, constantly talking about going on vacation, but now that she's actually on leave, she doesn't know where to go. A road trip? No clear destination, plus I'm lazy and don't want to worry about it. A tour group? It feels restrictive. So, a few days of vacation are slipping away, and our time is running out. With nowhere to go, my friend suggested we go to his place again. I talked to my wife about it, and she neither agreed nor disagreed. So, we decided on our destination: my friend's. Honestly, I didn't have high hopes for another threesome this time, because after the last one, my wife clearly stated she didn't want to have sex with anyone else; she only wanted to be with me and wanted me to be normal. Well, since that's the case, I can't force her, so I didn't even bring a vibrator, unlike before when I went to my friend's.
I drove for several hours to my friend's place and stayed there. My friend was divorced and had a daughter, who happened to be visiting her hometown that day, so he was home alone. Since we hadn't seen each other in a long time, we played PUBG Mobile in the living room until midnight. After playing until we were tired, we went to sleep, and nothing happened that night.
The next day, we went out all day, but I won't go into details. After dinner, my wife was resting in the bedroom, so I went in too. Deep down, I was really looking forward to another threesome. My wife took my phone, opened a porn video player, and started watching adult films. I knew she wanted to have sex. So I started to flirt with her, rubbing her nipples and touching her clitoris. Soon, her breathing became rapid, and that's when I realized a problem: we didn't have any condoms. I had no choice but to call my friend and ask him to find me some. He didn't hesitate; he went straight into the bedroom, took a few from the closet, and threw them at me. At this point, my wife was only wearing a small pair of panties on her lower body and a t-shirt on her upper body, without anything underneath. After taking the condoms, he didn't leave but just watched us continue flirting. My wife told him to leave, but he just chuckled and wouldn't move. I said, "Go out first, and close the door." He left when I spoke. Then I put on a condom, hoisted my wife's legs onto my shoulders, and started thrusting. After a while, I heard a click behind me; the door opened. My friend slipped in. My wife heard the sound and tried to get up, but I held her down tightly, so she had to give up. While my wife and I were doing it, my friend wasn't idle either. He grabbed my wife's feet and started licking them, while one hand rubbed our genitals, sometimes touching his testicles, sometimes rubbing my wife's clitoris. After a while, I felt a little tired and pulled out to rest. Seeing me pull out, he immediately pulled down his underwear, and his penis sprang out. He put on a condom and prepared to penetrate my wife. At this moment, my wife closed her legs, preventing him from entering. At this point, he stopped being gentle. He spread her legs wide and, taking advantage of our recent encounter—they were slippery and easy to work with—he shoved her in. Once inside, my wife didn't say anything. A little while later, she saw me and said, "You should go out." I was speechless. "Why?" I asked. "Go out," she said firmly. "Okay," I said helplessly. Maybe she was just shy.
After I left, I closed the bedroom door, and suddenly I couldn't hear anything. I was getting anxious, wishing the room was soundproof so I could hear everything. I could only lean against the door, pressing my ear tightly against it. Then I remembered a Japanese adult film I'd seen before. The protagonist was in a similar situation to me: his wife was having sex with someone else inside, and he could only listen from the doorway. After listening for a few minutes, I got impatient and pressed the handle to open the door. Inside, my friend was kneeling between my wife's legs, her legs raised high, draped over his shoulders, their fingers intertwined, looking very pleased. Suddenly, I heard the door open. My wife immediately looked up, told me to leave, and had my friend lock the door. At this point, I completely panicked. Reluctantly, I tried to calm myself down and took out my phone to play games. But I couldn't concentrate after several attempts. So I went back to the door, and as I reached it, I heard sounds coming from the bedroom—a series of slapping sounds, interspersed with faint breaths from my wife. A few minutes after the slapping stopped, I knocked on the door. The door opened, and my friend was pulling a condom off his penis; there was a white patch inside. My wife was lying on the bed, saying nothing. When she saw me come in, she stretched out her arms, inviting me to hug her. I hugged my wife tightly and kissed her deeply. I knew my wife wouldn't let my friend kiss her on the lips; that was a rule I'd set for him. After a while, I told her to get up and take a shower. I started chatting with my friend.
Of course, this wouldn't be the only time; once it happened, things naturally progressed. To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next installment.

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