First Passion (Part Two)

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First Passion (Part Two)
With conflicted feelings and a tentative attitude, I decided to try a threesome . To help my wife get into the mood, we booked a hotel the night before. Of course, staying in a hotel is definitely different from staying at home. After showering, lying on the Simmons bed with my wife, I felt relaxed, free, and liberated. All the worries were gone, the chores were gone, the children were gone, and we could quietly enjoy our own private time, thinking our own thoughts and doing what we loved. My wife, after her shower, was like a lotus emerging from the water, delicate and fresh. Lying on the bed, she exuded a subtle, sweet fragrance that was truly captivating. My fingers glided across her smooth, creamy skin, gently and slowly, a sensation that was utterly alluring. Gradually, my wife's heart fluttered with desire. Taking advantage of this, we made love. She seemed slightly tipsy, panting softly. Each thrust brought forth a heart-stirring moan from her. This union of body and soul was so beautiful; the moans, the sounds of impact, the gasps rose and fell, like a magnificent and moving symphony, a heavenly melody. In the heat of passion, I tried to tease my wife. At such an intoxicating moment, wouldn't it be even more wonderful and pleasurable if another man joined in? My wife, also overcome with passion, kept saying, "Yes, yes, hurry up and find the single man, I want him, I want him!" After several rounds, my wife's desire for a threesome was completely aroused, and she couldn't stop. After the passion subsided, we chatted with the single man on QQ for a while, and even video-chatted. The single man, while not exactly handsome, was sunny and energetic. To prove his integrity, he even showed us his work ID and master's degree certificate during the video.
The original plan was for the single man to meet us at our hotel the next morning, but he had to attend a friend's wedding that morning, so the meeting time was changed to the afternoon. He said he would be free after 12:30 and asked us to come to his place. Since we had arranged to meet him today, my wife and I had nothing to do all day, so we decided to go. We had lunch early and arrived at the place he mentioned before 1 p.m. Although I was mentally prepared, the thought of meeting a complete stranger and potentially sharing my wife with him in a threesome filled me with a mix of nervousness and mixed feelings. My wife felt the same way, her heart pounding with excitement and trepidation the whole way, constantly imagining what the meeting would be like. She even took the wrong turn and had to turn back, displaying a kind of resolute courage, almost like someone going to a desperate meeting alone. Looking around at the passersby, I couldn't help but feel a profound sense of awe at the complexity and secrecy of human thought. Indeed, amidst the bustling crowds, who could possibly know that my wife and I were going through all this trouble for such an absurd affair?
The man didn't show up as promised. He kept contacting us saying he was busy and couldn't get away, asking us to wait. Fortunately, my wife and I had canceled all our other commitments for the afternoon, so we were happy to have some free time. We decided to wait and wander around a nearby shopping mall until 3 PM, but he still hadn't shown up. We discussed giving up on the date if he didn't come soon and were about to head home when suddenly his QQ avatar flashed. He sent a message saying he had arrived and asking where we were. After we replied, he told us to wait for him inside the mall, where we would meet. We were already getting impatient from waiting all afternoon, and now that he had changed the meeting place, my wife and I were even more dissatisfied. So we firmly replied that if we wanted to meet, we should book a room immediately, or we would give up. This time, he complied and soon sent a message saying the room was booked—a 4- hour room at a nearby hotel. At this moment, because the single man kept changing the time and place, my wife and I seemed to have lost the passion and anticipation we had when we rushed there at noon. We just felt that we had wasted a whole day on this, and now going to the appointment was just completing a task. In order to get there quickly, we hailed a taxi. The journey was not far, and the taxi dropped my wife and me off at the hotel entrance in two or three minutes. We hurriedly stepped into the hotel lobby, entered the elevator, went up to the floor, stepped out of the elevator, and onto the soft carpet of the corridor. The quiet corridor was silent, and the dim corridor lights illuminated our hazy figures. It was then that my wife and I realized what we were doing here. We slowed our pace and our hearts tightened involuntarily, as if an invisible eye was watching us. In the midst of the ringing in our ears, it seemed as if a question came from outside the sky: What are you going to do? Are you really going to have fun? Our scalps tingled, our heels went weak, and we really had the urge to turn around and run away. There was no turning back now. I steadied myself, gritted my teeth, and resolutely took my wife's arm, walking forward step by step. My QQ notification flashed; the single man had messaged again, saying he'd come downstairs to meet us. But my wife and I were already at the door, about to reply, when a door in front of us flashed open, and a figure emerged, walking towards us. He was holding a phone, looking at it as he walked, seemingly sending and receiving messages. He was about 1.75 meters tall, wearing a windbreaker and casual jeans. Because we were far from the door, I couldn't see which room he came from (he had already told me the room number), but a sudden chill ran through me; a nameless premonition arose: Could this be him? Just as we were getting closer and about to pass each other, he looked up, his eyes lighting up. We both blurted out almost simultaneously, "Who are you?" Then the three of us smiled knowingly and went into the room together. (To be continued)

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