A Friend's Story 6

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Sorry, I've been busy lately and haven't been able to come online to chat. Some netizens are getting impatient and want to get straight to the point. As I said in my first post, I'm not an expert on erotic novels. If you're looking for something erotic, please look elsewhere.
When men spend a lot of time away from home, it becomes difficult to control their testosterone levels, so they naturally need to release it.
After getting to know Mr. A , I often spent evenings with him and invited him to our home for dinner a few times. My wife is a typical southern woman; not particularly beautiful, but presentable enough. She comes from an intellectual family and is quite conservative. Mr. A was always very courteous when he visited, frequently bringing small gifts for my wife and children. Over time, Mr. A gradually became familiar with our family.
One weekend, my child went to his maternal grandfather's house. My wife and I discussed inviting Mr. A to our home for dinner. My wife agreed and went to the market early in the morning to prepare lunch. Around 9:30, Mr. A arrived at our house on time. We sat in the living room watching TV and chatting, while my wife served tea to our guest.
My wife was dressed casually today. As she bent down to hand tea to Mr. A , I noticed his gaze fixed on her chest. Later, when she handed me tea, it dawned on me—no wonder Mr. A's eyes were gleaming! When my wife bent over, her cleavage was on full display (my wife's breasts are quite nice). But my wife seemed unaware of this.
During the meal, my wife repeatedly spooned soup for Mr. A , and he was always flattered each time. We were late for lunch, around 3 p.m., and Mr. A and I had drunk quite a bit. Finally, I said to my wife, "Let's call it a day. I'll take my brother home."
I hailed a taxi (I was too drunk to drive) and went straight to a bar to continue drinking. I had already drunk quite a bit at home. Taking advantage of my slight intoxication, I asked A : "Brother, are you thinking about women?"
A : You really know me, you're a true friend.
Me: How about we go somewhere else, like karaoke ?
A : Okay, let's go now.
On the way to the karaoke bar, I was thinking to myself that I would definitely find a girl for my brother to mess around with today. When we arrived at the karaoke bar, I told A to go into a private room first, and then find the proprietress (who was actually a pimp) and have her find a few girls to go to the room. If my brother took a fancy to her, he could take her back.
After sending them home, I returned to my own home. Remembering how A had looked at my wife during the day, I felt a surge of excitement. That night, I thoroughly exhausted my wife. Afterwards, she said, "What did you eat tonight? You were so vigorous! Usually, you leave me feeling inadequate." I then proceeded to... (The rest of the text is a jumbled collection of characters and phrases, likely due to OCR errors. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context. )
The next day, A called me, expressing his gratitude for what happened the night before. He then introduced me to an app called "Waga Download," which claimed to contain a lot of movies that men wanted to watch. Thus, A and I became true "pervert buddies" again.

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