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The sexual orientation of the fourth wife 

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So, I've been thinking about what happened that day, and I've come to the conclusion that my seemingly serious wife might get sexually aroused if she saw me wearing her underwear. To prove it, the next night after the kids fell asleep, I sneaked into her closet and took another pair of her sexy underwear—this time, it was a bright red with a transparent side panel.
I took off my own pants, slowly put on her panties, then slipped on a robe and climbed into bed next to her. Based on my experience from the past few months, if I climbed into bed and touched her at this point, she definitely wouldn't give me a good look. So I slowly moved closer and hugged her from behind…
Sure enough, Ting looked annoyed when I woke her up. Before she could react, I quickly pulled her right hand down to my crotch. She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly a strange smile appeared on her face: "Ling, why are you wearing my underwear again?" She patted her son beside her to make sure he was asleep, then got up and beckoned to me. I followed her quietly to the next room. (Note: If the son is woken up, there's nothing to do.)
The next room is a guest room, but it's usually empty. As soon as Ting led me there, she pounced on me and said coquettishly, "Ling, you're dressed like this again. Let me take a closer look."
Then she turned on the light and stared at my erect penis, which was bulging out of her panties, as if it were something interesting. Then Ting suddenly hugged me and kissed me passionately... Oh my god! Just as I thought, my wife gets excited when she sees me wearing her underwear!
After a passionate kiss, Ting told me to sit in front of the dressing table and then winked at me playfully, saying, "Honey, I'll help you with your makeup, you'll look even better." At this point, I was already in a bind, so I did as she asked. I saw Ting rush to get her bunch of treasures: eyebrow trimmer, leg shaving cream, powder... a whole bunch. With each item she took out, her face became more and more aroused. Finally, she even took out a wig.
I watched as Ting applied powder to my face, shaped my eyebrows, and then handed me her sexy nightgown to wear. After I finished my makeup as she instructed, she looked at me, constantly caressing my breasts, before suddenly lowering her head and taking my already erect penis into her mouth, sucking and swallowing rhythmically, almost reaching the base of my shaft each time.
This piston-like motion continued for five minutes. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer, forcefully pressing Ting's head down, and then my glans tightened, ejaculating a stream of semen. However, since I had ejaculated many times yesterday, today's amount was relatively small. I watched as Ting greedily licked the remaining semen from her lips… I couldn't believe Ting was still as passionate as yesterday. A surge of pride welled up inside me; I had finally found a way to arouse my serious wife's sexual desire!
However, Ting clearly didn't want to stop yet. She gently embraced me. Because she had dressed me up like a woman, I felt a little strange, but Ting obviously appreciated my appearance. She breathed into my ear with her cherry-like lips, "Ling, come over here and look in the mirror."
I was half-pulled by Ting to the large mirror in the guest room and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Although I didn't look particularly beautiful in the mirror, my wife's makeup skills were superb. She applied powder to my face, making my skin smooth and concealing any roughness. With her eyebrows done up and the wig on, plus my naturally delicate oval face, I could really be mistaken for a tall and beautiful woman from a distance.
At this moment, my wife looked at me in the mirror and became even more aroused. She took off her panties under her robe, revealing her proud C-cup breasts and the thick, dark bush below. She slowly wrapped her arms around my neck and then suddenly pressed me down with both hands.
At that moment, I instinctively felt my wife wanted me to squat down, so I slowly lowered myself, following her lead. Gradually, Ting pressed my head towards her private area, and I felt the extreme stimulation. I obediently extended my tongue and probed into her most sensitive spot. Ting let out a soft moan as my tongue entered, followed by, "Ah... Ling... faster... deeper..."
I then teased her, "Ting, if you don't open your mouth wider, how can I kiss your little sister?"
Ting pressed my head down even harder with both hands, "Ah... Ling, I want you to kiss my little sister..." Then she spread her legs even wider... Under my vigorous tongue penetration, Ting's first orgasm of the day came through my oral service.
Tonight, Ting's passion was even more unstoppable than last night. Ting was clearly not satisfied after her orgasm. This was the first time since our marriage that I believed the medical reports that "women can have more than one orgasm."
Ting pushed me onto the bed almost roughly, gently sucking on my nipple with her tongue while her hands roamed over my sensitive areas. It was a bit like a thirsty man assaulting a beautiful woman, but since Ting had overcome her frigidity, this proactive approach was like unimaginable paradise to me.
Ting continued to thirstily slip her hands inside my (or rather, her) sexy clothes, using her mouth to give me the deepest pleasure until I couldn't come any further… until I couldn't come any more.
Afterwards, I kissed Ya-ting contentedly, and she nestled against me tenderly. But I was still bothered by the change in her over the past two days. Taking advantage of her good mood, I asked her, "Ting, why do you look completely different when I dress like this?"
Ting seemed to realize she had been too passionate earlier and had anticipated my question. She playfully flicked my forehead with her finger and gave me a coquettish glare. "What, don't you men all love women who are promiscuous? Isn't this just what you want?"
I knew that if Ting didn't want to talk about it, there was nothing I could do, but I really wanted to get to the bottom of it, so I stammered, "That's right! As long as I can keep you this promiscuous... um, I mean sexy, I'm willing to sacrifice anything. But I really want to know, don't you think you've changed too much from before?" "Wait,
Ting, perhaps still feeling the afterglow of her climax, seemed particularly considerate. She playfully said, "Then you have to promise that I'll arrange everything in this area from now on. As long as you can guarantee it, I'll only be more lewd, more sexy, and more like the lewd woman you desire."
I immediately jumped out of bed, raised my hand high, and said earnestly, "I, Fang Ziling, swear that from now on, my wife will arrange everything in our sex life, and I will never break my promise. If I break this oath, may I be struck by lightning!" My wife was startled by my immediate and serious reaction (Note: Fang Ziling is the name of the protagonist in this story). Actually, I had been genuinely frightened by her "frigidity" these past few months, so I seized this opportunity to prevent her from having a chance to back out.
Ting was only surprised for a moment, and then I could tell that she was genuinely amused by my words. Then Ting immediately covered my mouth with her soft little hand and said coquettishly, "You, what do you mean by 'struck by lightning'? Does that mean I'll be a widow for life? You're not allowed to make any more oaths!" But I could tell she was very happy.
However, I was still a little worried, so I cautiously asked, "Ting, but you have to promise that you love me the most."
Ting snuggled into my arms shyly and said, "If I don't love you, who else would I love? Don't worry, you are the most beloved and important man in my heart."
Ting later told me why she was so moved when she saw me wearing her clothes, especially when I dressed like a woman.
It turned out that Ting had a crush on a senior in high school. The senior was gentle, affectionate, and academically excellent. According to Ting, once when she went to the senior's house to discuss homework, because Ting was the more proactive type, she and the senior made love, but since neither of them were virgins, it ended there. However, Ting couldn't sleep all night afterward, and that feeling was deeply etched in her memory.
One of the reasons Ting chose me among her many suitors was because I looked very refined, and my face shape and features were somewhat similar to that senior. Although it had been a long time, when she saw me wearing her underwear yesterday, Ting quickly associated me with her senior from high school.
Of course, I was a little concerned about whether Ting didn't love me, or even loved her former senior more. So I asked her, "Ting, do you still love that senior now?"
Ting didn't hesitate for a moment: "What I feel for you is love, but the feeling I got from that senior back then was a kind of carnal stimulation. Besides, she was a woman, and I'm not a lesbian. It was just a pure, fantastical feeling of love between a junior and senior in high school."
That same night, we decided on the basic principles for our future sex life:
1. From now on, before having sex with Ting, I must dress as a woman.
2. From now on, I must follow Ting's instructions and do the whitening and skincare routine she teaches me every day.
3. She must take the lead in matters of sex, and I must absolutely obey her instructions. If I don't, Ting can refuse to have sex with me.
Then, in the following days, Ting gave me a bottle of face cream and many facial care products. It was obvious that they were high-end products that Ting had just bought, including those for clearing acne and those for making skin soft and white... Ting patiently taught me how to use them and even personally gave me facials in the following days.
I couldn't help but ask her, "Wife, will you love me more if I give you a facial?" My wife smiled and kissed me, saying, "Yes, I want you to give me a facial so that we can... you know... every day." Then she blushed and ran away.
At that moment, I was truly satisfied. I really wanted my wife's passion to continue these past few days. As long as my wife could maintain this level of sexiness, wearing her clothes and getting facials were minor matters.

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