Me and my 69-year-old husband

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69 made me believe you're real (at least I've met someone real). While writing this, I was also asking him for advice on sharing the whole story with 69. I'll write it first; if he disagrees, I won't post it.
Just yesterday, someone from our city (XX) added me on QQ. Seeing it was 69, I was very excited. I'd only been registered for half a month, and this was the first time someone from 69 had added me. I initially saw that XX had listed Chengdu as their city, but their profile said Chengdu. I left a message hoping they would contact me next time they were in Chengdu, and unexpectedly, it turned out to be them. That's the background. After
adding each other on QQ, we started chatting about how to contact this 69, whether we had any prior experience, and whether we could possibly get to know each other. I told him everything I could, basically everything I knew. He was still very mysterious, but I thought at least he wouldn't sell me out. I sent photos and talked about my situation, what I do, how old I am—basically, just getting to know the rest. I forgot to mention, he seemed very approachable. When we started talking about meeting up, I was still scared. He said, "You're scared of your own shit, but I'm not scared at all," and I thought he was right. I said I'd go to a hotel between 6 and 9 pm. He said, "Who wants to do something good so early?" I'll go later (because I'm married and my wife lives in Guangyuan. I don't play mahjong or go to bars, and I've never stayed out all night before, so I'm really worried about what to do). (He initially said he'd be driving in the front while his wife and I were in the back.) I said my car is just a small van, and it's very dusty inside. He said something like, "Damn it." We talked on and on like that. We were supposed to go to a hotel first and they'd come over. Around 5 or 6 pm, he said his wife wanted to go eat hot pot and asked me to come with her. I felt like my hotel had turned into a restaurant – you can imagine the psychological trauma! I got home at 5:40 am. The traffic was terrible, I don't even want to talk about it. I didn't get home until 6:30 pm. He called me twice to come over, and I needed to figure out a way to get out. He asked if I was ready. I told my wife I was delivering goods. My wife said she'd come with me. How was I supposed to handle this? I said the passenger seat was full, so there wasn't enough room for anyone else. So, I went out, and when I got to the stairs, he called again. The signal was bad, so I hung up. I called him back and asked where they were eating. I drove out for five minutes and arrived. I stood outside, wondering if I should go in, and what to say. I calmed myself for five minutes. I called him to ask what time he was. When I went in, before I even saw him, he called me. I went over and sat down with him, and we started talking. I secretly glanced at his wife—"stunning, beautiful, young, impulsive…"—a perfect woman. During the meal, XX and I chatted a lot. She served food to Manqi, and you could tell they had a good relationship. He loved his wife very much, and she showed him care, concern, and love. I could feel it in their eyes and actions. His wife also asked me a few times what my wife did for a living. She wasn't very talkative, and I felt awkward asking her, afraid they might have some reservations. The first time, I wasn't nervous. After we finished eating and went out, I thought we were going to do something. Can I say I shamelessly got an erection now? (This feeling was even more exciting than losing my virginity, my heart was racing, my blood was pumping, and my hormones were surging.) We left the hot pot restaurant. I waited for them at the door. I thought we'd discuss where to go, but Manqi said, "That's it for today, just a quick meeting." I felt a moment of disappointment, but it subsided after a second. I figured it was good to get to know each other better, since we'd only known each other for a day. Now we're going home. I told my wife we'd be home at 11, so I wandered around outside. It was cold, so I drove to a shop to warm myself by the fire. I asked what the problem was. At first, he said his wife didn't like wearing glasses, so I sent a picture of myself without them. Later, I sent a picture of myself wearing glasses. He asked if I could go without them, and I replied that it was a physiological need. He was still as sarcastic as ever. I asked if it was a matter of appearance or something else; if it was, I'd have to go back to rehab to solve it. He said no, he said she was in a bad mood because of work. He dragged me out of the restaurant, and we talked on and on until 10:30. I was about to drive away when my wife called. I told her I was at the store and she asked if I had actually gone. I felt a little panicked and said I had just delivered some goods and was coming back. Her dad asked me to bring a bowl of cold noodles, which I of course bought. I went home and slept. It's been almost a month since my wife and I last had sex. Yesterday we had some fun. My wife had two orgasms and I was exhausted too. I slept peacefully. Between 6 and 8 am, I was half asleep, thinking about the two of them. I shamelessly had sex for two hours. I opened the store and went to work, waiting for another chance. I was thinking about what I should do if I were to meet them. I thought we could play some games first, and the loser would have to take off a piece of clothing. Once naked, we would take a shower, and after the shower, we could play again, and the loser would drink some red wine. After the red wine, we would start our activities. After the first activity, I would massage her and apply oil, and then do it again. Do you have any other good methods to recommend? I didn't know the rules or how to handle the situation the first time. I would appreciate some guidance from the experts.

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