The Wife's Experience (Part 12)

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On the afternoon of the 5th , my wife got off work and asked me what time I started work. I said, "8 pm. Are you not coming home tonight?"
My wife said, "I called, but I'm not going." I said, "Then I'll wait for you before I go to work." My wife replied, "I won't be home by eight o'clock, so don't pick me up. Just go."
A little while later, I called my wife after arriving at work to ask if she was home yet. She said she was still on the subway. I said, "Didn't he call you to come over and keep him company?" She said, "I was just about to tell you. He's waiting for me now. He didn't tell me beforehand and just came. He only told me when he got there. I didn't want to go, but it wouldn't be right if I didn't go when he arrived." I said, "Actually, I already guessed it. I would have been surprised if you hadn't gone."
My wife said, "What should we do? It's definitely not appropriate not to go, but I'm afraid you'll be angry if I go." I said, "If you don't tell him I'm not home, do you think he'll come?" My wife didn't say anything, so I said, "Go ahead, I don't want to put you in a difficult position. Don't call me tonight, it'll be inconvenient. I'm fine."
Actually, I was still a little unhappy. If my wife really didn't want to go, she wouldn't have told him I was on duty that night. I really wondered if she was unintentional or doing it on purpose. I couldn't fall asleep until after midnight, constantly thinking about whether they were having sex or talking to each other.
A little while later, my wife called to say she was home, which surprised me. She asked, "Are you coming back?"
I said, "Of course I'll go home if you're home, just wait for me." When I got home, my wife was already in bed. It turned out that after they met, they went to eat near where he lived. After dinner, he asked his wife what to do, and she said she wanted to go home. He asked why, and she said she just didn't want to stay there. He said, "Okay, I'll take you home."
He hailed a taxi and told the driver to take him to his place. His wife was a little unhappy, but she couldn't show it in front of the driver. After they got out of the car, his wife asked, "Didn't you say you'd take me home? Why are we here?" He said, "Nothing much, I just didn't want to leave you and wanted to talk to you." His wife said, "What I hate most is this kind of thing—saying one thing and doing another. You might as well have just said you didn't want me to leave. This makes me feel like you're playing with me, and I'm really annoyed. Fine, I'm definitely not going to your place today. You go home, I'll take a taxi home myself."
His wife turned and left after saying that. Seeing she was truly angry, he kept apologizing, swearing he meant no harm, he just couldn't bear to part with her. His wife barely acknowledged him. They took a taxi home, and when they got out, she ignored him and told him to go straight home. His wife asked, "Were you surprised to see me? Are you happy?"
I said, "I really didn't expect this, of course I'm happy." My wife said, "Actually, he felt that he had gone too far by bringing me back after we came back, and that it wasn't appropriate. But I was always thinking about you and was afraid that you would be unhappy, so I didn't want to stay there."
I had the 6th off, and my wife stayed home with me the whole time. That evening, she asked me, "Can I go out tomorrow? You won't be home, and I promise I'll be back after you get off work." I said, "You don't need to promise. If you have fun, you don't have to come back tonight." My wife said, "No, that won't do. I'll definitely come back if you're home. If you don't want to, I won't go and will stay home." I said, "Go ahead, it's boring for you to be home alone anyway."
I went to work on the 7th, and when I got home in the evening, my wife was indeed home. I said, "I thought you wouldn't be home." My wife said, "Would you be very unhappy if I wasn't home?" I said, "I wouldn't be very unhappy, because last time you promised to be home before I got back, and I didn't expect you to break your promise, so I got angry. This time I was prepared, so I won't be as angry, but I'll feel a little disappointed." I asked my wife what she did all day, and she said, "I just ate two meals, and spent the rest of the time shopping."
I asked my wife if we had sex, and she said no, she wasn't comfortable doing it during the day. But when it was time to come home that night, she said she didn't want to leave and asked me not to come back. My wife said, "No, my husband is home tonight." He said, "Call home and say you're working late and can't come back, so you're staying at a female colleague's house." My wife said, "I definitely can't do that, I can't do that kind of thing, I have to go home." Later, seeing that my wife was very determined, he didn't say anything more.
My wife caught a cold on the 8th, and I stayed with her all day. That evening, I was working the night shift and asked her if she wanted to go out. She said she didn't want to go out; she had a fever, felt a bit chilly, and didn't want to move. Around 8 PM, she called me and said, "He knew I had a cold and insisted on coming to see me. I told him I was too lazy to move, didn't want to go out, and wouldn't listen to me."
I said, "Didn't you say you had a fever and were afraid of the cold so you couldn't go out?" My wife said, "I did. He said he just wanted to buy some fruit to express his feelings, and that I didn't need to come out; he'd leave it downstairs and I could pick it up tomorrow." "They're probably here by now," I said. "So what are you going to do?" My wife said, "What else can I do? I have to go out, but I don't want to go with him. I just want to see him and then go back." I said, "It seems he's got your soft heart. Well, wear more clothes when you go out."
My wife called at 9:30, and I could tell she was outside. She said she had just met him, and her attitude wasn't good; she only said a few words before letting him leave. I could tell she was upset, so I asked, "Did you feel bad letting him go like that?" She said, "Of course I did. He came all this way, and it felt really inappropriate to let him leave like that. I felt uncomfortable." I said, "Then why didn't you go with him?" She said, "Firstly, I didn't want to go, and secondly, I was afraid you'd be upset." I said, "Then you felt really uncomfortable seeing him leave like that?" She said, "A little. I felt like I owed him a favor." I said, "Then if you want to go, go. It'll save you from feeling uncomfortable. Besides, you have a cold, and I want someone to take care of you. Don't worry, I won't be angry." She said, "Are you really not angry? Then I'll really go. He probably hasn't gone far yet."
My wife texted me around 10 a.m. saying they had arrived and that I shouldn't worry.
The next day, I was surprised to find my wife already home when I got off work. I asked her if she was feeling better, and she said much better. I asked, "You said you were going to visit him, was he happy?" My wife said he was, of course he was. When we got to his place, my wife said she wasn't feeling well and wanted to lie down. She took a shower and then lay down.
Seeing his arousal, his wife initially resisted, but later, noticing his discomfort, she figured she might as well give in. She stopped resisting, but didn't feel any excitement. During intercourse, seeing his wife's lack of reaction, he lost interest and ejaculated after a few minutes.
But after all, she was someone else's wife, and it wasn't something he could do every day. Soon, he felt the urge again and kept teasing her. When she got annoyed, she got dressed and said she wanted to go home, so he didn't dare do anything more. Because of the environment, his wife wasn't sleepy either, so they chatted. Around 4 a.m., she said she didn't know why, but she had a very strong urge to go home. Later, thinking it wasn't good to keep going like this in the middle of the night, she stayed up until 7 a.m. He said he wanted to get breakfast, but she wasn't in the mood, so he took a taxi and brought her home.
My wife said, "Are you upset because you heard I was having sex with someone else?"
I said, "Yes, it's getting more and more uncomfortable. I could accept it before, but ever since those things happened, I've had this nagging feeling in my heart, it's really uncomfortable." My wife said, "I understand, but there's nothing I can do to make up for it. Some things, once they've happened, can't be undone. It seems I'll have to keep my outings a secret from you from now on, so you won't feel uncomfortable. I'm always worried that you'll be unhappy and won't enjoy your time." I said, "Are you serious?" Seeing that I was a little unhappy, my wife said, "You're taking it seriously, aren't you? I was just joking." I said, "I haven't stopped you from going out because I'm afraid that if I stop you, you'll sneak out. I feel like I can't accept it if you lie to me like that." My wife said, "I was just saying it casually. Think about our relationship, with my personality, would I possibly hide anything from you?"
I said, "I hope you won't, otherwise our relationship will be over, and that's not the outcome I want to see." My wife said, "Don't worry, it won't happen."
For the next two days, we stayed home and didn't go out much, enjoying our time together. It felt very comfortable and cozy, and neither of us wanted to disturb it.
I went to work on the 11th, and my wife went to her former workplace in the morning to take care of some things. Around 11 a.m., she called me to say that she hadn't finished and would have to go back in a few days, so she was going home first. I thought she was going to tell me she was going out, but she didn't, and I didn't bring it up either. Actually, this is good; I feel warmer when I get home from get off work if she doesn't go out.
　I went to another office to take care of some business around 1 p.m. While waiting for someone, I was worried my wife would be bored at home alone, so I called her. It rang for a while before she answered. I told her I was out running errands, and she didn't ask any questions. I asked her what she was doing at home, and she said she wasn't doing anything. We chatted for a bit and then hung up. But I felt something was off about her; she seemed upset. I asked her, and she said no. The business was finished quickly. Seeing that I had some time to spare, I decided to go home and spend some time with my wife before heading back to the office. I wanted to surprise her.
As I approached home, a sudden thought crossed my mind: could my wife not be home? But I thought better of it; it was impossible. If she were going out, she would have called me beforehand. I was torn between thinking I was right and fearing I was right. With a nervous heart, I opened the door, and sure enough, my wife wasn't home. Looking at the clothes she'd changed out of on the bed, it seemed she'd dressed up before leaving. Now, thinking back to how I felt calling her, I understand that hesitant stammering was a sign of panic and guilt.
I smoked a cigarette, thinking I should calm myself down and call my wife again, just in case she went out to buy something. It rang for about half a minute before she answered. The surroundings were quiet, and my heart sank. But I suppressed my anger and told her I'd finished my work and just arrived at the office. I asked, "What are you doing?" She said she wasn't doing anything. I asked, "Didn't you play computer games?" She said no. I said, "I was reading in bed." She said she didn't want to read. I said, "It's not good to stay cooped up in the house. Go out for a walk." She said she didn't want to go out. I said, "So you're just going to stay cooped up in the house like this?" She said, "What else can I do?" I asked, "Didn't he ask you out?" She said no. I said, "Then I'll come home from get off work and keep you company." She hummed in agreement. After hanging up, I returned to work with a heavy heart.
Around 5 PM, my wife called. I could hear game sounds, so I knew she was home. I asked her what she had been up to.
My wife said she hadn't done anything. She asked me, "You sound suspicious, don't you?" I said, "A little. Your voice sounded strange on the phone, like you had something on your mind." My wife said, "Then I'll tell you, I went out and had an affair behind your back." My heart immediately relaxed a bit. Although she hadn't called beforehand, she hadn't hidden it from me. I tentatively asked again, "Really? You're not lying to me, are you?" My wife said, "Look how nervous you are, of course I'm lying." I asked again whether it was true or a lie, and my wife said of course she was lying, and that she would call me before going out.
　My heart sank again. I said a few words hastily and hung up the phone.
When I got home from get off work that evening, my wife was still acting like nothing had happened. She continued playing computer games. After a while, she stopped, and I asked her, "What did you do today?" She said she didn't do anything, just played on the computer all day. I said, "Then why did you seem strange when we talked on the phone? I felt like you were hiding something from me." My wife said, "What could I possibly be hiding from you? Are you suspicious of me?" I said, "No, not at all. Given our relationship, you wouldn't hide anything from me. You're not that kind of person." My wife said, "Are you so sure? What would you think if I really went out behind your back?" I said, "I couldn't accept that. Tell me you went out... Although..."
"Of course I'll be unhappy, but since it was my consent, I can accept it. If he goes out behind my back, it's a betrayal of me, a betrayal of our relationship. There's no point in a couple living with each other harboring their own secrets."
My wife said, "I know you've been nagging me for ages, so I'll just be honest with you. I went out to see him this afternoon." I said, "Then why didn't you tell me beforehand? I wouldn't have stopped you if you had."
My wife said, "I wasn't planning on going, but when I called, I felt sorry for him being alone, and since I was free, I went to keep him company. I was afraid you'd be upset if you knew, so I didn't call you." I said, "Then why didn't you tell me when I called?" My wife said, "I just didn't want you to know." I said, "Was he right there when I called?" My wife said, "Yes, but he didn't do anything."
I said, "So, if I hadn't noticed, you wouldn't have told me?" My wife said, "Maybe."
I said, "It's not just possible, it's certain!" My wife said, "But I didn't tell you because I was afraid you'd be upset. Besides, we really didn't do anything. If I slept with him behind your back, that's fine too. We didn't do anything; just talking to him is betrayal, right?" I said, "In my eyes, it's the same. If you dare to meet him behind my back today, you'll sleep with him tomorrow. I really didn't expect you to be like this." My wife said, "I oversimplified things. It seems I really hurt you." Seeing how upset I was, my wife cried and apologized, saying she would never do it again. Later, I realized there was no point in making a scene, so I forgave her.
Two days passed, and things seemed to have passed. Life returned to normal, and my wife was still the same as before. We chatted and laughed together, but she didn't know that behind my smile was a wounded heart that hadn't yet healed.

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