My wife and her boss's one-night stand

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My Wife and Her Boss's One-Night Stand

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My wife is a woman of exceptional beauty, possessing not only a stunning face that makes men drool, but also a captivatingly hot figure. She works as a secretary for the prime minister at a company. We've been married for three years, and I often hear rumors about her having affairs outside the marriage, but I don't take them too seriously. I think it's normal for people to talk about my wife just because she's beautiful. After all, I know my wife's feelings for me after all these years.

She always dresses very fashionably and sexily for work, which is something I admire about her. Our relationship is really good, and she always does her best to please me in bed. However, after a while, it inevitably gets a bit boring. Sex is about finding a thrill, and when that thrill is repeated too often, the feeling diminishes. Therefore, I always try to find ways to add excitement to the bedroom.

Recently, I've discovered that when we fantasize about being with other women during sex, it feels particularly exciting. For example, when I'm having sex with my wife, imagining that another man is having sex with her makes me inexplicably excited.
And so did she.

I'd been away on business for a short time recently, and when I got home, I couldn't wait to have sex with my wife.
She was as understanding and cooperative as ever. As we reached our climax, I noticed she had her eyes closed, seemingly in a trance-like state, unlike usual. And in that instant, she softly murmured, "Mr. Wang..." I was caught up in the moment and didn't pay much attention, so I just went along with it, saying, "Baby, am I better than your husband?" We often joked like that, and it added to the excitement. She quickly whispered, "Of course you're better, Mr. Wang, I love you..." This time she called out his name directly, and I immediately became incredibly excited, playing the role of her Mr. Wang, shouting, "My little darling, is it fun having an affair with me? I'm going to fuck you every day from now on..." My wife, with her eyes closed, imagined making love with Mr. Wang, her legs tightly wrapped around me, her body twisting with my movements, calling out, "Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang..." Then suddenly her vagina contracted, and I knew she had climaxed.

After we finished, recalling her excited state, I couldn't help but ask, "Do you really want to do it with Mr. Wang?"

She hugged me coquettishly and said in a joking tone, "Yes, I just like doing it with other men, so what?"

I went along with her tone, "Really? Who do you want to do it with?"

She said, "Like our Mr. Wang, and I might even get some benefits."

I said, pretending to be serious, "Really?" Seeing my serious expression, she pouted again, "Oh, I was just kidding. Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

I became serious, "I'm serious. If you really want it, I can..."
Unexpectedly, she got angry and said, "Tell me, are you having an affair? Why are you treating me like this?"
I looked innocent, "Really, I saw how excited you were just now, and I felt that as long as you were happy, I could handle it. I love you, I just want to make you happy."

Actually, I had another thought: I wanted to see my wife with another man, because I felt that the thrill it gave me satisfied a certain need within me. Letting my wife have a one-night stand with someone else—it's that primal human instinct at work.

Actually, my wife wanted to too. Touched by my sincerity, she decided to "lure" Mr. Wang over to our home that weekend.

I knew I was inviting a wolf into the house, and taking a huge risk.

On Sunday, I cooked a few of my signature dishes and prepared several bottles of good wine. At noon, my wife and Mr. Wang arrived. I knew then that my wife could seduce any man she wanted.
Mr. Wang seemed to understand my intentions perfectly. We drank heartily, occasionally chatting about topics we would never normally discuss.

After dinner, Mr. Wang took my wife to the sofa, while I went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. It was as if they were the real couple, and I was just their maid. As I washed the dishes, I couldn't help but glance towards the living room. I saw Mr. Wang with one arm around my wife's waist, the other hand roaming over her thigh, whispering something to her with a wicked grin. He was clearly an expert. Seeing this, my penis couldn't help but swell.

When I looked over again, Mr. Wang and my wife were already kissing. My heart skipped a beat, and I vaguely realized that a green hat was about to be placed on my head. But then a strange excitement overwhelmed everything. I watched them like I would when watching porn. Only this time, the leading lady was my beloved wife.

They lingered on the sofa for a while, and Mr. Wang seemed unable to hold back any longer. He reached over and pulled down half of my wife's super short shorts. Today, my wife was wearing a super short short with black stockings. Only then did I see that she was wearing a pink lace panty underneath. It seemed she had prepared carefully. Wow, she never treats me like this normally.

Mr. Wang touched my wife's private parts a few times through her panties, and my wife let out a few soft moans. She probably realized I was still in the living room, so she stopped, then smiled at me, and I nodded to him. After that, he picked up my wife and walked towards our bedroom. From beginning to end, my wife didn't look at me once. I guess she was shy.

Excitedly, I followed them to the bedroom door, only to find it unlocked and ajar.
They weren't having an affair, so there was no precaution. I stood in the doorway, watching their every move.

Mr. Wang was already impatient. My wife was the same; she had already unbuttoned her bra, revealing her firm, beautiful breasts through her pink lace lingerie. Mr. Wang greedily sniffed and licked my wife's panties, as if he had suddenly obtained something he had longed for. My wife was completely immersed in the stimulation, her face filled with ecstasy.

At this moment, my wife sat on the bed, spreading her legs wide, presenting her vulva to Mr. Wang's face. My wife pulled her panties tighter, exposing her pubic hair. Mr. Wang greedily licked them, then pulled the panties aside, fully revealing her vulva. Her large labia were slightly parted, seemingly eagerly awaiting their new owner. A trickle of vaginal fluid clearly moistened her genitals. Mr. Wang licked her a few more times, and my wife gasped, her eyes half-closed, one hand gently stroking his head, the other rubbing her clitoris. Seeing this

, Mr. Wang immediately stripped off her top, unhooked her bra, and took her breasts into his mouth. My wife's exquisite beauty, once mine alone, now had someone to share it with.

I guessed she couldn't take it anymore; her body began to writhe.

Mr. Wang also took off his clothes. He was a muscular, strong man, a stark contrast to my tall, thin frame. Women are sometimes particularly easily conquered by men like him, and today my wife was conquered by her Mr. Wang, falling at his feet. Mr. Wang, being an experienced man, wasn't in a hurry to penetrate.
He wanted to continue testing my wife's foreplay skills. Mr. Wang's erect penis was larger than mine, thick and dark. My wife, slightly surprised, then proactively put her hand on it. It seems a large penis always has a strong attraction for women; my wife seemed even more delighted with today's action.

Mr. Wang's mouth met my wife's lips, and they engaged in a passionate French kiss. Mr. Wang greedily sucked my wife's saliva, like a voracious bloodsucker. My wife was still stroking his penis.

About three minutes later, Mr. Wang spread his wife's legs again; it seemed he was about to get down to business. His wife's vulva was wide open, already overflowing with vaginal fluid. Sure enough, Mr. Wang raised his large penis, rubbed it against his wife's vulva a few times, and then thrust in. At the moment of penetration, his wife's body trembled; the initial satisfaction began to ripple through her genitals. Only then did I realize that Mr. Wang wasn't wearing a condom. A mistake, but it was too late now; I could only hope it would be alright.

After slowly starting, Mr. Wang began to thrust vigorously. He held his wife's wide-open legs with both hands, admiring his masterpiece while working hard, occasionally glancing at his wife's expression.
Mr. Wang softly asked, "Is it comfortable, darling?" His wife responded, "So comfortable… Mr. Wang, my good husband…" Mr. Wang thrust deeper, asking, "How is it now?" His wife was already moaning, "So full, darling… I'm yours, always yours, give it to me…" Unexpectedly, his wife was overwhelmed by lust and became confused. My wife's world had shrunk to just the penis inside her and the man embracing her. She moaned rapidly, her expression unreadable.

After a minute or so, Mr. Wang paused, turning his wife over. She obediently knelt on the bed, legs spread. Her vulva was already soaked, a bright red, with a few drops of white fluid spilling out, suggesting she had already climaxed. Mr. Wang continued thrusting, his hands gripping her round, white buttocks, calling out, "Little Bao'er, my little darling..." as he moved back and forth. His wife writhed her hips, eagerly responding.
She began moaning, "Good husband, fuck me... fuck me harder... harder..." From this angle, I could see them more clearly. My penis was also incredibly aroused, and I couldn't help but masturbate.

Mr. Wang thrust in and out faster and faster. His wife moaned incessantly from the ordeal. I had never seen her so wanton before. After a while, Mr. Wang, probably tired, lay down on the bed. My wife turned around and knelt on his lap, gently guiding his penis with her hand. She sat down easily, and then it was my wife writhing wildly. She was no longer conscious, crying out, "Husband, I want to marry you…" "I want to have your child, our child…"

Finally, she clung tightly to Mr. Wang, gripping his body with both hands, screaming "Ah…ah…" reaching orgasm. Mr. Wang, holding her, lay on the bed, panting heavily. After a while, my wife got off him, a white liquid sliding from her vaginal opening, her vulva sticky and wet. She lay exhausted on the bed, legs spread. Seeing they were finished, I went over, my penis erect, and eagerly entered her again. My wife sensed it was me and opened her body to accept me.
Mr. Wang was still beside me; I didn't care about anything else. dd slid in easily. Since Mr. Wang had just ejaculated inside, it felt very slippery and warm. Thinking about how my wife had looked just now, I excitedly thrust in and out, but I ejaculated in less than a dozen strokes. At this moment, my wife's vulva was a mess...

(The End)

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