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Last year during the National Day holiday, I took my child and wife home to visit relatives, stopping at my wife's sister's house along the way.
Coincidentally, Bin lived in the same district as my wife's sister, not far away.
My wife's sister talked about Bin, how he had taken care of her, and suggested we visit his home.
Seeing that my wife also wanted to visit, we reluctantly left the child with her and bought some gifts to go to his house in the east of the city.
Before going, my wife's sister called him, and he gave us the detailed address. We then took a taxi to his house.
When we arrived, it was already past 5 pm, and only his wife was home.
His 100-square-meter house made my wife very envious. The two women chatted back and forth.
It was almost 6:30 pm, getting dark, and Bin still hadn't returned.
I signaled to my wife that we were getting ready to leave. Bin's wife repeatedly stopped us, insisting we stay for dinner.
We insisted on leaving, saying our child was with my wife's sister, and then Bin's wife called him again.
Just as we were at an impasse, Bin went home.
After much persuasion from the couple, we stayed for dinner.
The meal was quite long, mainly because they were speaking a dialect I didn't understand much of.
I vaguely heard them talking about their classmates' current situations and the class reunion last Spring Festival.
I heard Bin mention his wife's best friend, and it seemed she had slept with another male classmate at the reunion.
Because of the language barrier, I mainly drank alone in silence. Before I knew it, it was past eleven.
Seeing that going home was out of the question, and with the couple's insistence, we had no choice but to stay at Bin's house.
It was almost midnight by the time we finished washing up. Lying in someone else's bed, I still felt a little excited.
While caressing my wife, I asked about our conversation from the evening. She excitedly talked about her best friend having an affair with another male classmate at a reunion. Bin told my wife that during the reunion, their classmates booked several hotel rooms for those who had traveled from afar. He accidentally stumbled into my wife's best friend's room and witnessed the two of them in bed, but he didn't say anything at the time, just stood guard outside until the man left. Bin told my wife to warn the female classmate to avoid trouble.
I asked my wife, "If you were at the reunion, would you also have an affair?" My wife playfully replied, "That's not necessarily true!" This made me even more eager. I rolled over to get in touch, but my wife nervously pushed me away, saying, "What if someone sees us?" I became even more excited and said to my wife, "Then I'll just tease him..." Then I got straight to the point, and my wife exclaimed, "You're naughty!" After only a few thrusts, my wife, her eyes half-closed and panting, said to me, "You know, honey, if you had asked me to come last time, I would definitely be his." I pressed her for his name, but she just smiled and didn't answer. At that moment, I ejaculated profusely, the whole thing lasting less than ten minutes, but I felt incredibly excited. Under the influence of alcohol, I quickly drifted off to sleep.

In my hazy state, I seemed to hear someone softly calling my wife's name, and felt the Simmons bed gently shaking. I suddenly opened my eyes and saw a figure standing by our bed in the darkness, pulling my wife's arm. She was pulling away forcefully. I quickly closed my eyes, quietly observing everything.
My wife broke free of the person and made a gesture to him, and the dark figure disappeared. Then I watched as my wife tiptoed up, lifted the covers, her eyes fixed on me. Seeing that I didn't react, she carefully left.
Watching my wife gently close the door, my heart was pounding. I didn't know what would happen next, but subconsciously I had a feeling my wife was about to be taken advantage of. I quietly got out of bed and discovered my wife wasn't even wearing shoes.
Peeking through the crack in the bedroom door, I saw Bin and my wife sitting side-by-side on the living room sofa. Bin held my wife's hand in one hand and had his other arm around her waist. They were talking quietly, and my wife would occasionally glance towards the door or lower her head with a shy smile.
Suddenly, Bin pulled my wife into his arms and kissed her. My wife struggled symbolically for a moment before collapsing into his arms, and they kissed deeply. Bin's hand, which had been holding my wife's, disappeared inside her thermal underwear, and my wife's body began to writhe in his arms. Bin slowly laid my wife down and gently pressed her down. He slowly pulled down my wife's thermal underwear with one hand, and I clearly saw that my wife's black panties were also being rolled up and pulled down.
My heart was in my throat, and the alcohol instantly sobered me up. I kept asking myself if I had really made up my mind? Or should I remind them at the crucial moment?
As I struggled with my feelings, my wife began to struggle desperately. With one hand, she clutched her underwear, which had already slipped down to her buttocks, and with the other, she pushed Bin upwards. Bin leaned down and whispered something in her ear, while my wife, her eyes fixed on the doorway, whispered something else. Bin seemed to understand something, stood up, and before my wife could even pull up her underwear, he swept her up in his arms and strode into his bedroom. I was utterly stunned and quickly followed him out quietly.
Bin didn't even close the door when he carried my wife inside, so I had to peek through the doorway. Their bed seemed quite large, about 2.2 meters. It was placed horizontally by the doorway. Bin's wife was sleeping face-in at the far end of the bed, while Bin placed her horizontally on the bed by the doorway, her legs dangling over the edge. The bedside lamp was on, making everything clearly visible. When I arrived, my wife's underwear had already been rolled up and thrown at the doorway.
Bin lay on top of his wife, kissing her deeply, his hands groping inside her thermal underwear. His wife's legs were tightly pressed together, rubbing back and forth as if in a state of restlessness. Bin skillfully pulled off the thermal underwear over her head and tossed it off the bed. His wife's pale body lay there naked, her long, black hair scattered messily across her blushing cheeks. Bin quickly got up, pulled off his long underwear, grabbed his wife's legs that were draped over the edge of the bed, forcefully spread them apart, and knelt between them. In the dim light of the bedside lamp, I could clearly see Bin's... [The text abruptly shifts to a seemingly unrelated anecdote about a man's penis and his erection.] 1. A type of glutinous rice cake, its shape and texture are all over the place. It's a jumbled mess of characters and doesn't form coherent sentences. A proper translation wouldn't be possible without the original, uncorrupted text.
The moment Bin's hips sank to the very bottom, my wife let out a long "hmm" sound, like a heart-wrenching pain, or perhaps unbearable pleasure. I clearly realized that Bin had fully penetrated her, and I had ejaculated. Afterwards, I analyzed the situation. On the living room sofa, my wife had stopped Bin from going any further because she was afraid I would find out. Before we started in the bedroom, when she reached out to stop me, I initially thought it might be a momentary change of heart, a genuine attempt to prevent further action. Later, I realized it was probably because she had asked Bin to use protection. Because I usually reminded my wife about safety measures when we were teasing each other, I still allowed Bin to penetrate her completely. Bin worked very hard, only briefly pushing my wife to the top position. I saw her face flushed, her eyes tightly closed, and she collapsed on top for less than a minute. Bin continued to occupy the best position, thrusting until he had ejaculated inside her. The act lasted nearly thirty minutes in the bedroom. Bin's wife remained asleep with her back to the door, in the same position. Ignoring the sounds of their bodies colliding, although she tried to suppress them, her moans, though low, were clearly audible even from my bedroom. Therefore, I suspected it was pre-arranged by Bin and his wife. Afterward, his wife grabbed her clothes from the floor and ran naked into the bathroom, followed by the sound of running water. Lying in bed, I felt my blood rushing and my face burning. I sensed Bin glancing at my bedroom door and then disappearing. About ten minutes later, my wife returned to my side. I rolled over and embraced her, casually reaching out to touch her. I found she was very clean; there was no trace of the recent lovemaking. I wanted to climb on top of her, but having already done it twice, I was too weak. I could only hold her close and secretly examine her. I don't know when I finally drifted off to sleep.
We didn't get up until after eight o'clock the next morning. Bin's wife was busy preparing breakfast, showing no signs of anything unusual from the night before, which made me wonder if she really didn't know anything. Bin and his wife, however, seemed visibly uncomfortable. His wife avoided eye contact with Bin, and he also went to work looking away. My wife and I said goodbye to Bin's wife and continued our visit.

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