Accompanying his wife to find a man to have sex

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One Friday evening, my

wife and I were watching TV in the living room, watching a boring soap opera. My wife was irritably flipping through channels. I glanced at her, knowing exactly why she was so agitated. If someone asked me what the difference was between a 31-year-old woman and a 21-year-old girl, it would be that a 31-year-old woman no longer hides her sexual desires, a desire that might even surprise ordinary men.

My wife leaned back lazily on the sofa. "Honey, have you slept with other women before?" she asked provocatively. "No!" I answered crisply, but in my mind, I was already planning how to answer her further questions. "But Xiaoli admitted that you two had slept together," my wife continued. Xiaoli was my ex-girlfriend and a close friend of my wife's. To be honest, Xiaoli and I had indeed had sex once or twice, but that was all in the past.

My wife came over, straddled my lap, and wrapped her arms around my neck, saying, "Honey, confess! Have you slept with other women before?" After much torment, I couldn't withstand her interrogation and had to admit to having had sex with Xiaoli once. "I don't care if you and Xiaoli did that, as long as you're as passionate towards me as you are towards Xiaoli," my wife said. I knew her desire was burning. That night, despite my best efforts to satisfy her, she was still unsatisfied and repeatedly asked for another round. Exhausted, I no longer had the strength to satisfy her ever-growing desire.

My wife and I lay in bed in silence. I stared blankly at the ceiling, while my wife murmured to herself, "Honey, I've never slept with another man, but you've slept with other women. I want to too..." "You dare! If you really do that, we'll get a divorce!" I said angrily. "Honey, I don't want to do that either, but I'm so frustrated. You know, every time I go out, when I pass that dance hall across the street, I've lost control and wanted to go in so many times." My wife turned her head, pushed my arm, and said seriously, "Just once! If you hate me afterward, we can get a divorce." My wife pleaded.

I remained silent. My wife, tormented by desire, had made those "transgressive" requests several times. By now, I knew I couldn't stop her. If she really wanted to do something "transgressive" behind my back, what could I do? But I still held onto a sliver of hope and tried to persuade her: "The people in the dance hall are too complicated. What if a weak woman like you encounters a bad person?" "It's okay, you can protect me." My wife excitedly kissed my cheek. I almost fainted when I heard her words, but after calming down, I realized she had a point. Since she was determined to do that kind of thing, I should protect her, even if it meant doing something "transgressive." "Whatever! Do whatever you want!" I sighed helplessly. "You really agreed!" My wife kissed me passionately with joy.

The next afternoon, my wife, wearing a thin, low-cut blouse and a pretty light green skirt, stood excitedly in front of the mirror, getting ready. I watched her, bewildered. My wife was beautiful and had a well-proportioned figure; she was the kind of woman men found attractive. Before leaving, she took two birth control pills. I knew she was really going to cheat this time.

I accompanied her downstairs and across the street. Just as we were about to enter the dance hall across the street, she stopped me, saying, "Let's stay away from home. What if we run into someone we know? That would be so embarrassing!" So, we took a taxi south to a dance hall far from home. Afraid of being seen, we quickly entered. The lights were dim. My wife and I stood on the edge of the dance floor, and she eagerly searched for a target. A short while later, a man approached and asked her to dance. After dancing with him for a while, she returned to my side. Clearly, she wasn't interested in him. After a while, a tall man came over and asked my wife to dance. I saw a look of surprise in her eyes; I knew she was interested. I could only stand by the dance floor, watching my wife dance with that tall man, feeling terrible.

Disturbed, I left the dance floor to buy a beer. When I returned, my wife and the man were gone. I frantically searched everywhere and finally found them in a dimly lit corner. I went over and saw the man with one arm around my wife, while his other hand was groping her. My wife was breathing heavily with excitement. When my wife saw me, she immediately pushed the man away, straightened her dress, and the man withdrew his hand. My wife stood up, pointed at me, and said to the man, "This is my husband!" Then, my wife whispered in my ear, "I've told him our plan, and he agreed to do it in our house!" "No way!" I refused decisively. "How can we bring a stranger to our house? What if the neighbors see us?" I whispered in my wife's ear.

My wife turned back and whispered something in the man's ear. He hesitated for a moment, then quietly told her that his friend had a vacant room they could go there. My wife and I agreed.

We left the dance hall with the tall man and quickly got into a taxi. I sat in the front, while my wife and the man sat in the back. Through the rearview mirror, I saw the man holding my wife tightly, and my wife leaning against him obediently, a strange smile occasionally flashing across her face.

The taxi soon stopped in front of a twenty-story apartment building. The man told my wife he would go up first, and we would follow later, leaving the apartment number. Then, the man got into an elevator. My wife and I stood downstairs for a while, then got into another elevator. Only my wife and I were in the elevator; she gripped my hand tightly, a mixture of nervousness and excitement on her face.

The elevator slowly ascended. Suddenly, I remembered something and quickly asked my wife, "Did you bring condoms?" "No! But I took two birth control pills!" my wife replied. "Birth control pills aren't 100% foolproof, you have to use condoms!" I insisted. My wife retorted, "I don't like condoms, I like the feeling of direct penetration and ejaculation." My wife's face was red; she was clearly a little angry.

The elevator arrived, and my wife and I stepped out. The hallway was empty. My wife looked at the apartment number, then looked around to make sure no one was there. Just as she was about to knock, I quickly stopped her, saying, "Don't rush, wait here. I'll go buy some condoms and be right back. Don't go in or out, wait for me!" I anxiously instructed her, then rushed downstairs to buy condoms. When I returned, the hallway was empty; my wife was nowhere to be seen. I knew she had gone inside. I knocked on the door, and the man who had opened it opened it. I rushed into the living room and saw my wife, her face flushed, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, her hair disheveled, and all the buttons on her shirt undone. "Did you buy them?" my wife asked impatiently. I quickly handed her the condoms, and she picked one out and went into the bedroom. The door slammed shut; the man was already waiting inside.

I sat alone on the sofa, lost in thought. A short while later, I heard my wife's moans of pleasure coming from the bedroom. Although she tried to keep her voice down, I could hear it clearly. I knew she was having sex with that man. Suddenly, my wife screamed. I was startled and turned to look at the bedroom door. It was tightly shut. Then, there was no more sound from inside. I nervously pressed myself against the doorway, unsure whether to rush in. After a while, I heard whispers coming from inside. My heart slowly calmed down.

Just as I sat back down on the sofa, the bedroom door suddenly opened. I turned to look, and I couldn't believe my eyes. My wife was standing naked in the doorway, her pubic hair covered in sticky semen. My wife, her face flushed, walked up to me shyly and asked, "Honey, do you have any more condoms?" "What's wrong?" I asked. "I used too much force with the first one, and it tore!" she said embarrassedly. "Once is enough, let's hurry up and go!" I said impatiently. "I want to do it again! Is it any of your business!" my wife shouted angrily, then snatched a dozen condoms from my hand, walked naked into the bedroom, and slammed the door shut.

I sat there blankly in the living room, feeling utterly miserable. A moment later, my wife's excited moans came from the bedroom, loud enough for the neighbors to hear. I knew she was arousing me. After what seemed like an eternity, the moans finally stopped, the bedroom door opened, and the man walked out and disappeared into the bathroom. I rushed into the bedroom and saw my wife standing naked by the bed, searching for her clothes. Three or five condoms lay scattered on the floor. She glanced at me as I entered, as if she hadn't seen me, and continued searching for her clothes, her face beaming with excited joy. "Hurry up and get dressed, let's go!" I said.

It was dark, and I held my wife tightly as we went home. On the way, noticing my gloom, she excitedly told me she was very happy, that during sex, all she could think about was having sex with me. I gave a bitter smile, unsure what to say.

After her infidelity, my wife did indeed become much quieter, and I could finally get a good night's sleep. But less than a month later, I thought her extinguished desire had secretly reignited. For the first few days, I could manage, but later I was utterly exhausted. This time, my wife didn't make a fuss. Instead, she secretly took two birth control pills, a dozen condoms, and left. Before leaving, she gave me a deep kiss and said, "Honey, I love you!" I stared blankly as she went downstairs, wondering if a woman who had cheated still loved her husband and her family…

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