I recently let my wife sleep with someone else for the first time.

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I recently let my wife sleep with someone else for the first time

. I remember introducing Part 4 before.

I'm 31, and my wife is 26.

We both work and don't have children yet.

My wife is 155cm tall

and looks very petite. She's also very thin.

So most people's first impression of her is "petite."

That was my impression when I first saw her too.

I'm quite proud of my wife's fair skin; it's so fair that people can't help but stare at her on the street.

I'm not sure about her bust size.

She says it's between a B and C cup, and she wobbles a little when she walks.

Although she's a bit thin, her figure is still very good, ignoring her height.

My friend A has always praised my wife's skin tone and bust shape.

My wife has a very outgoing personality .

As for my friend A, I don't know what I can and can't write about.

Anyway, he's 30 years old and the president of a small company.

My wife claims to be a friend from her school days.

To describe her appearance, let's say she looks like actor Sato Takashi if he grew his hair long, made his eyes narrower, and had darker skin.

He's taller than me, probably 175cm or taller.

His physique is clearly well-built.

This was the first time I'd seen Xiao A's body double, number 29; his abs were like they'd been cleaved with a knife.

I didn't get a very close look at his penis, but it was as alluring as his physique.

Maybe it's because he doesn't have a foreskin, and he was already erect when I saw him, but it looked quite thick.

He seems a bit intimidating, but after getting to know him, you'll find he's a very outgoing person.

On Sunday after work, I went for a drink with Xiao A again.

It's been a week since I saw him on the 29th.

I don't know if it's because I witnessed Xiao A penetrating my wife, but I felt a little embarrassed when I saw him.

However, I quickly recovered and acted normally, while Xiao A seemed a bit reserved.

Xiao A first showed me his recent email history with his wife.

The emails after the 29th were indeed mainly about Xiao A not ejaculating that day.

Xiao A: "I had a great day. I'll let your husband have the last bit." His wife replied, "Xiao A, is it okay that you didn't finish?"

To Xiao A's next

email, "Next time," she replied, "I didn't agree to that...you're silly!" The rest of the emails were quite ordinary.

Xiao A said that on the 29th, it did start as planned, beginning with oral sex.

However, while his wife was changing, Xiao A jokingly said, "You're not allowed to wear anything under your yukata." His wife hesitated for a moment, then obediently took off her underwear.

Xiao A said he thought his wife's reaction was too cute, so he couldn't resist and thrust in right away.

I also told Xiao A that because things had deviated somewhat from the expected path, I was quite nervous.

As soon as his wife put on her yukata, Xiao A pushed her down and ripped off her clothes. Then, seeing Xiao A putting on a condom, she panicked and kept saying, "Huh? Huh? What's going on?" But when Xiao A lifted his wife's waist and thrust all the way in, his wife's reaction was quite strong.

This time, my conversation with Xiao A included topics about his wife and some casual chatter, so I can't go into too much detail.

However, we made a very clear agreement.

This was because Xiao A felt that it was best to clarify things in these kinds of situations, which is why we made this agreement.

At first, I thought it was a bit of a professional habit of his, but later I found that after agreeing on things, there were actually fewer conflicts between us.

The agreement included: ? I need to clearly tell him what I want to do? In return, Xiao A also needs to tell me in advance what he wants to do? The decision-making power is mine? If I can't stand it anymore, I can call to end it at any time? I'm a little worried that Xiao A won't make any agreements with his wife behind her back. With this agreement, will Xiao A be unable to create a good atmosphere?

But then I think, even without this agreement, Xiao A is very considerate of my feelings.

For example, before I ask to see their email records, Xiao A will proactively show them to me.

So, my conversation with Xiao A must seem quite comical to outsiders.

Moreover, we usually drink at those small chain bars that close at night, and Xiao A would deliberately lower his voice when speaking, so it definitely seemed suspicious.

During this drinking session, Xiao A mentioned that since Xiao B was relatively used to it, and I had seen it this time, why not lend my wife to him alone for another day so I could hear her voice when she's relaxed?

What bothered me most was what Xiao A said: "See, I didn't ejaculate this time, so do you want to hear how Xiao B reacts when I ejaculate next time I'm with him?" Xiao A suggested that I shouldn't use the method of suddenly returning halfway through like this again (because my wife would become very resistant after I returned), and that in the future, whether I'm present or not should be decided in advance.

I think Xiao A's point is indeed true.

When I returned to the house that day, my wife seemed quite shocked and genuinely angry.

As the saying goes, shame breeds anger, and my wife's shame and anger were probably equally strong.

Later, Xiao A made another proposal, which frankly worried me: Xiao A wanted to call someone else.

According to Xiao A, this was to prevent me from worrying that my wife was getting too close to him.

Also, Xiao A said that last time he and his wife half-jokingly mentioned wanting to have a group sex session, she kept smiling.

"If we were to do it, would you choose to add another person, or find two more people you don't participate in?" Xiao A asked me.

"I probably couldn't do it… If I really had to choose, I'd probably choose the one I don't participate in, I guess. I'm not really sure."

According to what Xiao A said before, his wife is very serious about some things, and if I were involved in a group sex session, she would definitely be very concerned about my feelings.

Another friend of Xiao A's is 24 years old, relatively young.

He's supposedly participated in many of these kinds of parties and is an experienced sadist.

A petite girl like my wife would definitely be his type.

I told Xiao A I needed to think about it.

To be honest, I'd never even considered this kind of thing before, and I was a little taken aback.

However, just like Xiao A said, I don't know how to control the relationship between my wife and Xiao A.

I'm also a little uneasy about it.

I have a very easygoing personality.

My wife, who is younger than me and has a more serious personality, seemed to be taking care of me the whole time.

So, to some extent, she was also coaxing me into playing the game with her.

I saw a side of my wife I had never seen before, and I was very excited.

Xiao A also seemed to be having a lot of fun.

Initially, my thought was that rather than worrying about my wife cheating or having an affair, it would be better to have someone I knew have this kind of affair with her, so I could control the situation more easily.

But in reality, I'm really unsure what to do if my wife and Xiao A get closer.

I don't know if I've made my concerns about Xiao A and my wife clear.

I don't want my wife to develop too many feelings for Xiao A, which is generally what most people would think.

But in reality, the situation is the opposite.

My wife is actually playing the game with me to please me, which is evident from our relationship.

What I'm really uneasy about is Xiao A, since I don't really know him.

So, when we were drinking on Friday, although I was a little surprised by Xiao A's suggestion to bring a friend, it was actually more reassuring than letting my wife spend the day alone with him.

(Of course, imagining how my wife would "compensate" for the time A didn't ejaculate on the 29th made me very excited.) So, let's leave it at that for now.

Things are progressing fairly smoothly so far.

A and I keep in touch.

For now, we can continue with the usual massage routine, maybe a couple more times.

Later, we drank some more wine, and A told me some of his thoughts on his wife.

He thinks his wife is actually quite masochistic. She's

usually very hardworking, and even though she's younger than me, she still takes care of me. She's used to giving orders, but when she's being ordered around, she gets very excited.

A said that the most exciting time for his wife was probably the first night he let her be alone with him, when they were both half asleep.

The moment A entered his wife's hazy body, she became slightly more awake.

When A commanded, "Open your legs properly

," she was soaking wet.

Later, after A penetrated her in the normal position under the covers, he commanded her to hold her knees, like a child urinating. Although she was still a little dazed, she was probably most excited mentally.

Although my wife pretended to be sleepy, judging from her flushed body, she must have been quite aroused.

After Xiao A's vigorous thrusting, she finally couldn't help but cry out, and seemed to have lost control quite a bit.

Finally, Xiao A's theory for conquering women:

passion + method + time + luck.

Apparently, the same applies to work.

Anyway, that's how it went this time. I'll report back if there are any new developments.

Recently, I let my wife sleep with someone else for the first time. Part 5.

In the past month, although I've had drinks with Xiao A a few times, I haven't made any further moves.

We originally planned to meet on the 22nd.

However, my wife was still somewhat affected by what happened last time, so we postponed it to this weekend.

You might think my description of my wife being affected is exaggerated; it wasn't that serious, just a bit of a shock.

Although I already knew she had slept with someone else, seeing it in person was a completely different matter for her.

Later, my wife asked me many times if I hated her anymore; I could clearly sense her unease.

My wife seems a bit rough and assertive towards outsiders (of course, this might just be my personal opinion, as I always feel that this personality is more common among petite and slender girls), but she's actually very prone to worry and will definitely express her concerns verbally.

So, to say she's the same as before wouldn't be a big difference.

Aside from Xiao A continuing to exchange emails with my wife, there's not much else worth mentioning lately.

The way my wife and I met... well, let's just say it wasn't exactly a romantic encounter.

My job is rather unusual; I can't go into specifics, but basically, I frequented a large business owned by my wife's company.

Although we were frequent visitors, my wife and I didn't have any professional interaction.

We just lived in the same building.

There was a rest area next to the vending machines, and a smoking area on the other side.

This naturally separated smokers and non-smokers during breaks.

Because I don't smoke, I often sat alone in the rest area.

Coincidentally, my break time often overlapped with my wife's, and several times it was just the two of us in the rest area.

After a few times, we'd nod and greet each other when we met.

I'd say, "You seem pretty busy," and she'd sit across from me, and we'd start chatting.

Incidentally, I might have been making things up at the wedding, but my wife's first impression of me was that I was "someone who's always hanging around in the lounge."

Later, I gradually developed a feeling that I'd like to run into her again next time I came to the lounge.

About a month after our first conversation, I asked her, "What time do you take a break next?" My wife seemed very happy, so I seized the opportunity and got her phone number.

When I asked her when she took a break, that was what I really meant.

She probably understood what I meant, because her face turned bright red when she answered.

I was captivated by her expression.

Incidentally, this has nothing to do with our marriage, but I no longer go to her company.

I'm actually the kind of person who's more henpecked (apparently, this is common in couples where the wife is younger), and when my wife and I argue, I almost always lose.

But deep down, my wife is still quite afraid of me.

We had a huge fight before the wedding, and afterwards, my wife cried uncontrollably on the phone.

I never imagined my wife would have this side to her.

Since then, I've tried my best to be by her side whenever she's feeling uneasy.

So now I should try to help her calm down and spend more time with her. That's all for

now; I'll update you if anything new comes up.

We met with Xiao A again on May 29th.

Although a week has passed, I'm still excited.

What I've written might be a little difficult to understand or incomplete; please forgive me.

When we arranged to meet on the 29th, our plan was to play squash.

The original purpose was simply to strengthen our relationship; it was just a friendly get-together, nothing more.

My wife also said we'd go home that evening after playing.

So, we didn't plan to go to a hotel that day.

(Although Xiao A's hometown is a bit far, a day trip shouldn't be a problem.) We suggested squash because my wife enjoys it.

She was in the tennis club in college.

Xiao A heard about it and said squash was good, so we decided to go.

We set off in the morning and started playing at a squash court in Xiao A's hometown in the afternoon.

Xiao A used his gym membership code to make a reservation for us; my wife and I went in with something like an invitation.

The three of us then played squash together.

Most people probably know squash; it's a sport played in a very spacious room, where two people hit a ball against a wall.

Squash rackets are lighter than tennis rackets, and the ball is softer.

The basic rules are that one person hits the ball, and after it bounces off the wall, the other person hits it back, and so on.

The feeling of powerfully smashing the ball with the racket is incredibly satisfying.

However, in practice, it demands a high level of agility and precise swing technique, requiring a significant amount of physical exertion.

My wife played exceptionally well; when I played against her, I was basically being tortured by their affection.

Initially, I mentioned that my wife liked playing squash, and then Xiao A suggested we play together.

I assumed Xiao A was also a beginner.

However, I was surprised to find that he played quite well.

My wife and I took turns playing against Xiao A, and at first, he was winning every time.

He had great power and fast serves; he was truly skilled.

My wife started playing more seriously, and the three of us played for a full two hours.

The final ranking was: Xiao A first, my wife second, and me third… Even my wife, who plays much better than me, was being outmaneuvered by Xiao A, and I even thought he might be deliberately playing to match her skill level.

Match after match, the score was very close.

My wife was thoroughly enjoying herself.

The tension between her and Xiao A gradually eased.

(At first, the two were a little awkward about what happened on the 29th, but they went out for a bit and came back chatting and laughing.) After playing ball, we spent about an hour in the club's sauna before going to dinner.

We were in the sauna separately, of course.

Judging from Xiao A's tone, he was quite satisfied with the current situation and was interested in asking his wife out.

I hadn't planned anything this time, but seeing how things were developing, I was starting to look forward to what would happen next.

Of course, because of what happened on the 29th, I didn't intend to force it.

However, after they met today, the awkwardness gradually dissipated as they sweated.

My wife also had a great time and was in high spirits.

Towards the end, Xiao A pretended to put his arm around my wife's shoulder, and she half-jokingly hugged him.

So, in the sauna, we naturally started talking about what to do next.

Xiao A seemed quite excited by my wife's performance today, blushing as he told me he would test her later.

Xiao A has always given me a lot of advice, like "should we do this?" or "should we do that?"

However, Xiao A's tone that day was more positive than usual.

Xiao A had previously mentioned that his wife was particularly innocent and adorable during sex.

It seemed he was especially vulnerable to his wife during intimacy.

Indeed, his wife is the type who gets very involved and enjoys herself immensely during sex.

That's part of her charm.

Xiao A's straightforward praise of this aspect of his wife made me very happy.

I also felt that his wife was in a good mood today, so Xiao A and I decided that, provided his wife was in a good mood, we would eat first and then drive off.

In the car, Xiao A would suggest going somewhere else.

He said he had a plan, but if it didn't work out, he would have to give up.

However, since he would definitely play the bad cop if it didn't work out, I would need to smooth things over for him.

By the way, we opted for a sauna and bath package.

This time, I really got a good look at Xiao A's penis.

It wasn't so much big as thick.

He didn't have phimosis, and the ridge of his glans was particularly thick.

Not only his penis, but his physique was also good.

To be honest, I felt a little defeated.

Xiao A is younger than me and has long legs.

His thigh muscles were very defined.

His upper body was all muscle.

And his skin tone was a sun-kissed tan, quite high for a man.

After showering and feeling refreshed, the three of us met up and went to eat (udon noodles), and also had a debriefing session about today's squash game.

Coach A gave some technical guidance and explanations.

My wife said, "I definitely won't lose next time!"

We ate around 5 or 6 pm.

A had chosen udon noodles beforehand.

He said to find a place where no one drinks so his wife wouldn't suspect anything.

And indeed, A's choice was correct.

As the conversation went on, some dirty jokes started to creep in.

What made my wife laugh the most was, "The bad guys on TV aren't bad because they're ruthless in achieving their goals, but because their goals are bad. Isn't it the good guys who are truly ruthless in achieving their goals?"

Little A tried to be as blunt as possible, "So, having sex with bad intentions is wrong, like trying to create conflict between a girl and her boyfriend. But if it's for pleasure, then there's nothing wrong with it—don't get that wrong!" She said it with a joke in mind. My wife laughed and replied, "You're definitely lying! You big pervert!" So, in the shop, we only talked about that, without discussing what to do next. About an hour later, we left the noodle shop and parked in the parking lot behind it. Little A said, "Today was really great. I

haven't had such a relaxing day in a long time.

Oh, Little B, thank you so much for today.

" It sounded like we were about to call it a day. I thought to myself, it's a shame to end such a good atmosphere like this.

But then A said, "I came by subway today, could you give me a ride? Little B doesn't mind, right?" My wife readily agreed, "Sure, honey, is that okay?"

Of course, I said no problem. Of course, I didn't know where A lived, so I used navigation while driving.

My wife sat in the passenger seat, and A sat in the back.

I initially thought A would try to get my wife to his house, but I was wrong.

My wife was wearing a light-colored dress and a thin light blue shirt.

I got in and started the car automatically. My wife sat next to me and fastened her seatbelt. A got in and closed the back door.

The parking lot was dimly lit, but A's actions were still quite bold.

I was a little nervous.

A leaned forward from the back seat and said, "Hey Little B," then reached his right hand between the driver's and passenger seats and touched my wife's breasts. My wife didn't react immediately. A's hand was already inside my wife's shirt; I guessed he was rubbing her breasts through her bra. "Huh?" "Wait...wait a minute..."

The wife held onto Xiao A's hand, but Xiao A was quite forceful, deliberately continuing to rub her breasts with great force.

The wife began to make nasal sounds, "...um...no...wait, wait a minute...Xiao A." At that moment, if the wife had really resisted desperately, I guess Xiao A would have given up.

However, perhaps because the atmosphere had been very harmonious today, the wife's resistance was very weak.

This might also be related to Xiao A's control of the atmosphere.

Our car was parked deep in the parking lot, and he chose to act the instant the car dimmed.

I hadn't even turned on the headlights yet.

In short, it felt like as soon as it dimmed, he switched the car into erotic mode.

Xiao A rubbed the wife's breasts in the same way, more to make the atmosphere in the car more lewd than to make the wife feel anything.

In order to prevent the wife from breaking free, he rubbed quite hard, and I could see her shirt heaving very violently.

"I hate it...Xiao A, no..."

Xiao A ignored her and didn't say anything, just kept rubbing.

I just watched from the side of the car, and although the wife was resisting, her eyes were slowly getting into the mood.

I later realized that Xiao A was quite skilled because while he was vigorously kneading her breasts, he suddenly said, "Ouch, the button looks like it's going to fall off."

My wife said, "Yeah... take your hand away, Xiao A." Without waiting a second, Xiao A continued, "Then take your clothes off." "Ugh..."

My wife said she didn't want to, but her resistance to Xiao A kneading her breasts was successfully transferred to her resistance to Xiao A taking off her clothes.

Later, it became like this between the two of them: "Look, the button is going to fall off." "Ugh, don't take it off. Someone will see."

My wife looked at me and said, "Honey... look how lecherous Xiao A is..." while her breasts were being vigorously kneaded, making my heart pound.

Later, Xiao A pulled my wife towards the driver's seat, her head tilted back and resting on her arm.

Xiao A's hand then reached under my wife and continued to knead her breasts.

Xiao A's hand went inside the unbuttoned center of her shirt, kneading so hard that the back of the shirt moved with it.

Xiao A basically didn't say anything.

After my wife assumed this position, she didn't say much.

At this point, Xiao A said to me, "Drive along Line X. We'll be there soon." My wife, panting, said, "No..." but I knew she didn't really mean "no." She

just wanted Xiao A and me to continue saying "no."

As the car drove out of the parking lot and onto the road, my wife tried to resist again, afraid of being seen, but Xiao A controlled her.

When I got on the road, my wife's bra was pulled down and she started being groped directly.

The next instant, her shirt was pulled down and rolled up to her waist.

At every intersection, my wife tried to resist, but this only made Xiao A grope her harder, so eventually she just let Xiao A do as she pleased.

My wife rested her head on my arm, whispering, "No... I hate it... It's so embarrassing..." while letting Xiao A grope her breasts—the scene was extremely lewd.

Xiao A would occasionally tell me, "Turn right at the next intersection," or "There's a convenience store ahead," giving me directions.

The hand that had been pressing on my wife's chest had changed from its initial forceful touch to a tentative caress.

And so, by the time we arrived at Xiao A's place, the course of events was practically set.

Just as we saw Xiao A's apartment, he said to me, "Want to come up for a bit? There's coffee."

My wife knew exactly what he meant and said, "Ugh..."

And that was it.

When we parked the car, my wife's face was completely red. As we got out of the car

, Xiao A pulled his hands out of my wife's shirt, and after she steadied herself, he used both hands to cup her breasts through her shirt.

My wife closed her eyes, letting him touch her.

"My apartment is on the 8th floor," he said

. After we got on the elevator, Xiao A grabbed my wife's wrist with one hand, lifted her arm, and pressed it against the wall, while continuing to rub her breasts with the other.

He didn't give my wife a chance to breathe.

Xiao A lived alone in a three-bedroom apartment (of course, this was my first time there).

The furniture was all white, and all high-quality.

The TV was also very large.

At this point, Xiao A was also very excited (I think he was faking it). Upon entering, there was a hallway; to the left was the bedroom, to the right the study, and further down the hallway were the toilet and bathroom. The living room was further inside.

The moment Xiao A put his arm around his wife's shoulders and entered the room, he picked her up, took off her shoes, and walked towards the bedroom without turning on the light.

"There's coffee in the kitchen, help yourself," Xiao A said, pressing his wife down on the bed and starting to kiss her.

However, I could tell that Xiao A wasn't completely lost in his excitement; having known him for so long, I could still see through his acting.

His wife said, "Xiao A, no…"

but couldn't resist Xiao A's advances.

I was already quite excited at that point.

But what happened next was somewhat unexpected.

In the dimly lit room (although the door was open, light was still streaming in from the entryway), Xiao A was on top of his wife.

His wife shouted, "No… no! No!!!" while pushing Xiao A away.

I recognized her voice as her usual strong, assertive voice, and before I could intervene, Xiao A stopped what he was doing.

His wife lay on the bed, panting heavily, and Xiao A said "sorry" as if to match her words.

Looking at the room, I thought it best to go home first.

Xiao A and I exchanged a glance, then I walked to the bedside, and my wife immediately pressed herself against me.

I said, "Sorry," and she raised her little fist as if to hit me.

But that gesture meant she wasn't really angry.

Later I learned that my wife hadn't realized her voice was so intimidating, so she felt a little embarrassed afterward. Sometimes you don't even realize you 　　're angry, but you can easily say something hurtful, even during arguments.

Xiao 　　A moved closer to the door and patted me, signaling him to go out first. 　　As he was about to leave, I asked my wife, "What should we do?" 　　Because of my wife's answer, Xiao A ultimately didn't leave. 　　My wife buried her head in my chest and said, "Honey...please don't look..." Her voice sounded like she was begging me. 　　"...I guess I still can't get it...I'm scared..." 　　"What are you scared of? I won't dislike you," 　　I replied. 　　"Even if you say that, Xiao B will still worry about being disliked by you," Xiao A chimed in from the side. 　　My wife nodded after Xiao A finished speaking. 　　At this moment, Xiao A returned to the bedside. 　　This was the first time the three of us seriously discussed this matter. 　　Although my wife was very shy and had many things she couldn't say, 　　with Xiao A's help, she said many things that were difficult for her to say, and our conversation went quite smoothly. 　　First, my wife knew that I would get excited watching her and Xiao A make love (she said to let me imagine it...). 　　She readily admitted this. 　　Then there was how my wife felt about it. 　　Actually, I had talked to my wife about this topic before. 　　But my wife had always been very resistant to bringing it up in front of Xiao A. 　　At first, my wife still said, "I don't want to do it with Xiao A." 　　With Xiao A's subtle probing, the conversation gradually shifted to "afraid of being seen by me" and "afraid of being disliked by me." 　　Sure enough, my wife was a bit confused at times like this. 　　However, Xiao A handled it very well. 　　For example, when my wife suddenly brought up the topic, "At work, no one would ever guess I would do something like this..." Xiao A didn't argue with her, but cleverly went along with it, adding a few jokes to smoothly transition the conversation. 　　We chatted for a while, and the topic was still quite serious. 　　But when my wife finally said, "If you just watched from the sidelines... maybe... that would be okay...", I was ecstatic. 　　Afterwards, Xiao A kept agreeing with my wife. 　　This made it easier for her to open up. 　　We talked a lot. 　　I don't know if I've written it all down clearly. 　　In short, my wife and I really talked a lot; I can't possibly remember every word, but if it had just been the two of us, there would definitely have been many things we couldn't say. 　　As we talked, I don't know when, but my wife's attitude changed from being averse to the matter to discussing how to handle it, and she would occasionally burst into laughter. 　　For example, Xiao A would feign pitifulness and say, "Look, I didn't even ejaculate last time..." and his wife would say, "Ah... I'm sorry... but that's not right, why should I apologize to you?" Guided 　　by Xiao A's questions, "What about next?" and 　　"What's next?" 　　, we eventually settled on a lot of rules. 　　Writing them down would likely put us at a significant disadvantage. However 　　, since his wife was involved in setting the rules from the beginning, 　　we made considerable progress in that respect. 　　The first rule was no penetration (this rule was broken within minutes). 　　His wife looked at me, then at Xiao A, and said, "It's still not working." 　　Xiao A readily agreed. 　　Afterwards, Xiao A suggested that if it was "to satisfy my desires," then he could take further action with his wife. 　　His wife agreed to this as well. 　　However, she still didn't want me to watch. 　　The final compromise was that they would be covered with a blanket when I was nearby. 　　Xiao A was absolutely forbidden from removing the blanket. 　　All of these decisions were made in the dark room, with the three of us sitting on Xiao A's bed. 　　Looking back now, the atmosphere was both serious and hilarious. 　　This was probably all thanks to Xiao A's ability to set the mood. 　　According to Xiao A, it's best to say everything that needs to be said at times like this. 　　When we talked about whether my wife could make Xiao A ejaculate, she readily agreed. 　　But when she asked me, "With your mouth... is that okay...?" 　　, I got rock hard. 　　I was excited about how Xiao A had always been the one in charge, and my wife had always followed his lead. 　　But this kind of active participation from my wife was equally exciting. 　　I think it's hard to understand this kind of excitement unless you experience it yourself. When 　　I heard my wife say, "With your mouth... is that okay...?" 　　, I felt like my head was on fire. 　　I can still remember my wife's tone and expression at that moment. 　　Xiao A said, "So that means I can have Xiao B lick my genitals, right?" My wife looked at me, then at Xiao A, and then nodded to Xiao A. 　　At that moment, my wife's agreement to let Xiao A touch her immediately, even to make him ejaculate, already excited me immensely. 　　Sure enough, it was Xiao A who ultimately steered the situation towards lewdness. 　　After my wife laughed, Xiao A put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Then Xiao B, you'd better get under the covers quickly." I was leaning against the window at that time. 　　My wife said, "Uh, this, today?...Uh, this," as Xiao A pushed her down. 　　Later, urged by Xiao A, my wife obediently crawled under the covers. 　　Then Xiao A glanced at me and completely covered my wife. 　　Although Xiao A was still considerate of my feelings, at this moment, thinking about my wife agreeing to have sex with someone else in front of me, I suddenly felt intense jealousy. 　　The two people under the covers were clearly kissing, and quite repeatedly. 　　They were probably French kissing; my wife's breathing was mixed with the sounds of wetness.

Compared to the last time when he suddenly came back halfway through, both the distance and my wife's attitude were completely different this time.

Midway through, Xiao A, panting heavily, lifted the pillow and almost completely covered the headboard.

For a brief moment, I could see my wife's face; her expression showed she was quite aroused.

A little while later, Xiao A threw my wife's shirt and bra out from under the covers, probably intentionally towards me.

Next came Xiao A's clothes, then my wife's underwear and skirt.

Xiao A lingered under the covers for a while, seemingly lying completely on top of my wife.

I guessed my wife had been very excited on the way from the car.

I heard my wife making what sounded like a clenched-teeth moan, which told me Xiao A had probably put his fingers inside.

"...Mmm...Ahhh!! Ahhh!! Ahhh! Ahhh!"

Through the covers, my wife moaned wantonly. Before, when he inserted his fingers, it was always 　　a softer

"Ahhh." 　　This time, she started 　　screaming "Ahhh! Ahhh!" as soon as she grabbed the blanket. 　　The two of them became even more intense. 　　At this point, Xiao A must have completely let go. 　　My mind was blank. 　　I can only imagine what happened inside the blanket, but I guess my wife's legs were wide open, thinking the blanket would make the noise much quieter, but it didn't. Then Xiao A was shamelessly playing with her between her legs. 　　Saying she "completely dominated" feels like an exaggeration from a novel, but I did notice my wife starting to grip the sheets tightly, her waist trembling as if she were being electrocuted. 　　Her reaction was most obvious when Xiao A was licking her vulva. It 　　seemed like Xiao A was using his fingers while licking. 　　My wife cried out several times, "Xiao A, let me... please... let me do it." 　　But Xiao A didn't stop at all. 　　My wife kept shaking her head inside the blanket. 　　After moaning "Ah!! Ah!! Ah, ah, ah!!" for a while, she took a few breaths, then turned her head to the other side and continued moaning. 　　Little A wasn't just busy with his hands; his mouth was also constantly moving. 　　He kept 　　praising his wife as "cute" 　　and "super cute . 　　" When Little A asked his wife, "Is it comfortable here?" 　　she probably didn't make a sound so I wouldn't hear, but I could see her nod several times. 　　Little A teased his wife, saying, "Here?...Here too, right? So cute...Do you want it here too?" 　　I could see his wife nodding several times while moaning. 　　The first time, there was no penetration. 　　Although it was agreed upon, the agreement was broken in minutes. 　　His wife asked Little A to do it several times, but he didn't give her the chance. 　　After she asked him to do it several times, Little A showed no sign of stopping, so his wife had to give up. 　　Around her third orgasm, she desperately raised her head and said, "Please, let me do it!" Even then, Little A still showed no sign of stopping. 　　Or perhaps it was precisely because it didn't work after she said it that she was even more excited. 　　Because it didn't work~ "Ah!! Let me do it... Little A~!...Ahhhhh!!" The wife tried several times to lift Little A's head, which was buried between her legs, but she couldn't succeed. 　　Afterwards, Little A poked his sweaty face out from under the covers and looked for something on the bedside table. 　　At this time, although the wife's face was still under the covers, I think she definitely knew what Little A was doing. 　　After Little A went back under the covers, I heard the wife say, "Little A... what are you doing?" Little A didn't say anything, but silently put on a condom. The movements were quite quick. 　　"Hey... should I put it in? Do you really want to put it in...?" 　　The wife's voice at this time felt very unreal, as if she didn't think Little A was actually going to put it in, but was seriously asking Little A. 　　Then I heard the wife's shameful "Ahhhhh..." 　　After a brief silence, Little A said, "Whether it can be put in or not, you have to ask your husband." What happened next was probably the most exciting thing for me. 　　My wife, pinned beneath Xiao A, asked again, "Do you still want it in?" before peeking out from under the covers. 　　She was drenched in sweat, her hair soaked, her face flushed as she looked at me. "Xiao A wants to... um! Ahhhhh!!" 　　As she said the word "inside," her face melted completely. 　　In an instant, I knew Xiao A had already penetrated her. 　　Judging from the movements of his waist, it was at least a little bit inside. 　　My wife, knowing I was watching, was extremely nervous, but she also knew she had no chance of resisting. 　　"Xiao A, no, no! Ahhhh!!" 　　"You should ask your husband if it's okay to go in." 　　I guessed that although Xiao A hadn't fully penetrated, he had begun to slowly thrust. 　　My wife gritted her teeth and endured it, but still let out soft moans. 　　And Xiao A was very cunning; every time my wife tried to speak to me, he would nudge her. 　　"Husband, I... umhhhh...!" 　　Like that, my wife couldn't finish her sentence. 　　My wife understood that Xiao A was teasing her, so she hid her head halfway through. 　　Xiao A continued to tease her, saying, "I'm going to put it in, if you don't say so I'll put it in." Although I knew Xiao A had already put it in, my wife still stuck her head out, only to be interrupted by Xiao A again as soon as she said the word "put it in. 　　" After being teased like this about five times, my wife said, slightly annoyed, "Xiao A is bullying me! You're bad, you're bad, you're bad!" 　　Then, although my wife looked at me, she asked, "Can I let Xiao A put it in?" At that moment, I could clearly see Xiao A's waist pressing hard against my wife, as if he had put it all in at once. 　　I nodded to my wife, but she had her eyes closed and didn't see anything. 　　Next, under the covers, Xiao A started to really thrust his waist up and down. 　　Then came Xiao A's oral skills. 　　This was the first time I had heard this. 　　He probably never let me hear it when we talked on the phone or when I was in the room. 　　It felt like a "tell you how to do it" textbook. 　　Writing this down makes me almost embarrassed, but Xiao A doesn't care at all, and his wife is very aware of it. 　　He also believes that his wife will obediently do whatever he wants her to say. 　　For example...

After I first heard my wife moaning "Ahhhhh!", I heard her say, "Can you feel me going in?

Little B, you're so cute, so cute."

"Do you know how good I feel? It feels so good to be inside you, Little B." I could see my wife nodding several times while being penetrated by Xiao A.

Although she didn't say it during her orgasm, I could tell from her moans that she had several mild orgasms.

Then I heard my wife almost crying as she said, "Ahhh, no, don't look... no..." Then Xiao A said, "I'm going to fuck you to death, quickly ask your husband if I can fuck you to death." "No! No!"

"I won't stop, you decide what to do, beg your husband to look?" "Ah...! Ah...! Ah...! Ah...! Ah...!"

"Beg your husband to say you're about to be fucked to death by me and tell him not to look." I didn't expect my wife to actually say it, and I was a little shocked.

What made me most jealous was that my wife peeked out from under the covers, her shoulders barely visible.

While being penetrated by Xiao A, she uttered words like "fuck to death," which she wouldn't normally use.

My wife peeked out but didn't look at me, saying, "I'm going to be fucked to death, don't look..." Then she repeated, "I'm going to be fucked to death, don't look..."

It felt like she was desperately begging me not to look at her.

At this point, Xiao A was also panting heavily, "Ah, I can't take it anymore. Xiao B, if you don't say it properly, I can't hold back anymore, I'm going to do it for real."

My wife was being vigorously pushed, and the professor tightly gripped the sheets, shouting loudly, "No! Xiao A, please! No! Ahhhhhh!"

Then she almost cried out, "I really can't take it anymore! It's so embarrassing! I'm so embarrassed! Don't look, really don't look!"

Then Xiao A said again, "Hurry up and ask again, if Xiao A doesn't agree, then it's not my fault." After saying that, Xiao A was still thrusting very hard, while my wife tried to control her almost incoherent cries, cleared her throat, and then whispered to me, "...Please, go out..." My wife's tone was very serious, so I had no choice but to leave.

However, it was the cries of my wife that I heard after I left the room and closed the door that left the deepest impression on me.

This struck me as quite unbelievable.

Afterwards, I sat in the living room for 15 minutes (and even had coffee).

Through the door, I could hear my wife's intermittent moans, which sounded incredibly lewd.

I listened with my eyes closed.

Just writing this down is exhausting; you can imagine how passionate they were.

A while later, Xiao A came out, covered in sweat, and told me I could stay. He then laid out a blanket for me on the floor.

Then Xiao A went to take a shower.

A little while later, my wife came in after her shower.

Even though she was still dressed, my wife and I had sex again.

While we were doing it, my wife asked me several times, "I had Xiao A's thing inside me, is it okay?" Of course, I knew my wife didn't want an answer, so I didn't say anything and just kept going.

My wife, saying, "Honey, Xiao A just penetrated me," seemed very excited herself.

After I ejaculated, I held my wife in bed for a while.

I guess it was Xiao A who taught my wife to say that at this point. She told me, "Xiao A said I can go to his room after I'm done... if you agree."

My heart pounded, and my throat tightened.

But I was still incredibly excited.

I asked her, "Do you want to go?"

"He said he wanted me to go. If I couldn't, I'd refuse him. Sure enough, I couldn't, right? So I'll go tell him."

After all that back and forth, my wife ended up going to Xiao A's room.

This might be considered a strange form of threesome.

Afterwards, I heard my wife's moans coming from the next bedroom.

Because you can't hear her unless she's yelling loudly, the sounds were intermittent.

But a few were very clear.

One was "Go ahead and cum!"

and the other was "So good."

She said both several times.

And when she said "So good,"

she used polite language, so Xiao A must have told her to say it.

It lasted about an hour to an hour and a half.

Finally, my wife came back wearing one of Xiao A's t-shirts and slept with me.

Finally, when I was holding my wife to sleep, I could really smell semen on her breath.

Even though she had showered, the smell was still very obvious.

I guess Xiao A ejaculated in her mouth.

The next morning, my wife was fidgety and kept saying "What should I do? What should I do?" in a panic.

Xiao A, on the other hand, greeted us as if nothing had happened.

Afterwards, Xiao A made us a pot of coffee, and then we went home.

A week has passed now, and I think this was a good experience.

After this, my wife has calmed down to some extent.

I even think it would have been better if we had done this from the beginning.

My wife has always been unclear about things, but this time she finally made everything clear.

Because of this experience, my wife and I were very affectionate on Sunday, and we spent the whole Saturday together.

Neither my wife nor I mentioned Xiao A.

But from another perspective, this also means that we both understand how to handle our relationship better.

Later, after talking to Xiao A, he said he was also very excited that day.

We also talked about the future. This was a real first for my wife, so we can take it slow in the future.

There's no action planned for now; I'll update everyone when there are any new developments. What

I meant by needing to think about it isn't anything heavy. Organizing my thoughts, writing them down, and then having everyone leave their comments so I can reflect on them is quite interesting.

Since last time, we've met with A three more times. (I've met A alone much more often than that.)

Our last activity was at the end of May.

After that, we held two more events in the same format, both at A's place. We

played squash and then stayed overnight at A's house.

These events took place in mid-June and early July respectively.

All three of us have become obsessed with squash, and my skills have improved rapidly.

Honestly, the events after playing squash have been more exciting each time.

So exciting that I don't even want to write it down, because I know I can't explain it clearly.

On the way to Xiao A's house, Xiao A would always sit in the back seat and rub his wife's breasts while verbally provoking her.

Xiao A said that although the dominant party should frequently change their words and questions, they shouldn't ask the submissive party to change their approach (because making the other person think about different answers leads to distraction and mental fatigue).

While rubbing his wife's breasts, Xiao A would say, "Aren't Xiao B's breasts getting softer? Do you want me to touch them again? Are you excited?"

"Xiao B, can I touch your nipples? Aren't they hard already? I touched them, okay?" After saying this several times, his wife would say,

"Xiao A, no... I hate it..."

Although the content of this dialogue was always similar, I still felt a pang of anxiety every time I heard it (although it was indeed very dangerous while driving).

Before arriving at Xiao A's place, Xiao A would always make his wife say how many times they wanted to do it and what they wanted to do.

Finally, he would argue until his wife said, "Not now... I'll let you do whatever you want when we get home."

Xiao A said that it was very important for his wife's personality to make her say these things herself.

So in the end, A would say to me, "Okay, see, B has agreed, so there's no problem, right?" Then he would say to his wife, "B, see, your husband has agreed. Is it okay now?" After that, the matter was considered settled.

After that, when I got to A's house, I heard my wife's moans from A's room and noticed they were particularly excited while showering (especially one time, I was wondering which of them was showering when I heard A's sadistic voice and my wife's moans).

If I was still a little dazed during the first encounter in May, I was completely clear-headed after the second time, and I knew exactly what they were doing.

My relationship with my wife is still as good as before. It's not that we've gotten used to it, but my wife has become more understanding of our relationship. Before, we would never mention A when we were together, but now we're slowly starting to talk about A.

For example, one night I was in the missionary position with my wife, and she thought for a moment and then asked me, "Were you particularly excited back then?"

This was a topic that would never have come up before, but now we can talk about my wife having been with Xiao A.

If I ask her, "Honey, were you excited?"

she will definitely answer, "I don't know...

but she will say that if I am excited, she will be very happy."

Sometimes she will ask me, "Xiao A often orders me to do this and that, aren't you unhappy?" This might not seem like much when written down, but when my wife asks me this, I feel completely stunned.

"What? What has he made you do?" The

very fact that my wife and Xiao A have this kind of everyday conversation is very exciting for me.

It has only been a few months and it has developed to this point. Although I am very excited, I also feel strong regret and unease.

It is a very complicated feeling.

However, there is one thing I can say for sure that is that my wife and I are going out more and more often.

I mean going out more often, not to do that with Xiao A.

My wife and I have always used the excuse of being tired to stay at home on weekends because we both work.

But now we definitely discuss where to go this week and where to go next week a long time in advance, and then we go out to have fun. Of course, this period also includes activities with Xiao A.

Maybe because my wife is still young, only 26 years old this year, she still loves to have fun. My wife is very happy after we started going out.

We just went to Disneyland recently.

Although my wife has always had a carefree personality, she is just as lovely as she was when she was single after we got married. But I am sure that now is the best time for us to feel together.

Xiao A and I drink less often, now about once every two weeks. We still send emails regularly. It feels a bit like a regular update.

This time I want to write about what happened during the three-day weekend in July.

I was very excited about the previous two times, but as I just said, I don't know how to describe the feeling, and the pattern is very similar to the one in May, so writing it down probably won't be much different.

However, this time is different from the first time. I lent my wife to Xiao A alone when I was very clear about what I was doing.

My personal consciousness has changed a lot, but it may not be that interesting for everyone to read, so please forgive me if the following content is a bit boring.

It's only been two weeks, and I haven't quite processed everything yet.

The catalyst was that my wife's work had come to a close, and she took four days of annual leave on the 16th. I'd also mentioned to Xiao A before that it would be nice to go to the beach during a three-day weekend.

While drinking with Xiao A, we brought this up, and he said, "Xiao B has four days off? Let's go on a trip on Friday.

How about Xiao B and I go a day ahead?"

The final plan was this: my wife and Xiao A would drive to the beach on Friday morning. After work on Friday, I would drive over to meet them.

My wife and I would share a hotel, and Xiao A would share another. Xiao A handled all the bookings. He would email me any updates, and

I would decide whether to go earlier or later.

My wife said, "I'm fine, let's book for Saturday." "Why don't you take your annual leave?" Perhaps because she likes sports, her eyes lit up when Xiao A told her he would take her surfing.

Surfing, actually, is an activity where you hold onto a surfboard with a rope.

My wife had tried it once before in Okinawa. She really liked it back then.

By the way, when I told her, "Xiao A said she'd buy you a swimsuit,"

she replied, "So sexy!" And

just like that, the trip to the beach was settled. Actually, my heart was pounding after that.

I recalled many times when I lent my wife to him.

To be precise, compared to the previous situation where we played squash first and then went to Xiao A's apartment, at least my wife was somewhere I could get there immediately. But this time, I couldn't go because of work. That was what made me most uneasy.

This was the beach we were going to. It would take more than three hours to drive there from the company.

I've written about lending my wife before. Before we started playing squash, Xiao A asked, "Like before, I can call you. Do you want to try lending me your wife for real?" At that time, besides feeling relieved, I also had a complex feeling that I couldn't share with anyone.

In the past, when I had this kind of trouble, I would discuss it with Xiao A. But that day, I was troubled alone.

On the morning of the 16th, Xiao A drove to pick up my wife. My wife wore a dress and set off with our usual overnight outfits.

I shouldn't have watched her get into the little black car. I couldn't concentrate on work all morning. I went home early at noon.

Around 10:30 AM, my wife sent me an email saying, "Little A just bought me a swimsuit. Let's go swimming together on Saturday."

Then A sent me another message: "B was very happy. But she insisted on paying for it herself. In the end, she bought two sets. She paid for one herself, and I paid for the other. I'll give you the money I got from her later." I replied that I didn't need the money. From that moment on, my jealousy was particularly intense. So I went home early.

After leaving the company, I immediately drove to the beach.

I can't explain what I was feeling at that moment. After getting on the highway, I stopped at a roadside rest area to kill time.

I had been at the company for an hour, and then spent another hour and a half at the rest area. I was so jealous that I couldn't even drive.

Writing this might make me seem pathetic. I couldn't bear the thought of my wife playing with him in a swimsuit.

I bought five or six cups of coffee, but didn't drink a single one. I kept scrolling through my phone. I don't usually smoke, but once I started, I couldn't stop.

My hands were shaking while driving. So I stopped at every rest area and rested my head on the steering wheel.

By the time I arrived, it was already past six in the evening.

From the moment I left the company until I arrived at my destination, I was incredibly jealous. So I didn't tell Xiao A that I had arrived.

Looking back now, I think it was probably my pride that got in the way. I couldn't bring myself to tell her about leaving the company early.

At 5:30, Xiao Ying sent me an email.

"We just came out of the sea. Xiao B's athletic ability is really good, we had a lot of fun." The email also included a photo of him and his wife.

His wife was wearing a cute white bikini. Xiao A was wearing loose beach shorts. They must have just come out of the sea. Xiao Hei's hand was on his wife's shoulder. His wife was smiling happily.

At that moment, I knew something was wrong, and I was incredibly jealous.

But then I immediately received an email from his wife. "Still working? You're already working hard enough. Come and play with us early today."

If it weren't for this email, I probably wouldn't have been able to handle it.

I was very conflicted but also very excited.

At that time, I was already near the hotel. After receiving the email, I drove around the area for a while.

After a while... Xiao A emailed me with their room number and my room number.

Immediately afterwards, my wife also sent an email with the same message, "I'm in room [room name]".

At that point, I was still hesitant about whether to go to the hotel.

Incidentally, I went to the restaurant in the middle of the trip, but didn't eat anything. What

finally made me decide was an email from Xiao A:

"Xiao B is in my room now. I left your room key at the front desk; do you want to call Xiao B?"

I replied, "I'm about to leave the company."

Actually, I felt that it wouldn't be a problem if I just said I had arrived.

I was sure Xiao A would understand. But if I said that, I couldn't sneak off to the hotel.

Then I sent my wife an email with the same message.

If it weren't for Xiao A's email, I probably would have gone there directly.

People might not understand this. But actually, unease and jealousy are two different feelings.

When I didn't know if my wife was in Xiao A's room, I felt uneasy.

And unease is something I couldn't tolerate. At least, I couldn't tolerate both unease and jealousy.

When I received Xiao A's email, at least the unease was eliminated. That's why I was able to send that email.

My wife replied, "Honey, you've worked hard. Are you still at the company? I wish you weren't working overtime today." I couldn't drive anymore, so I pulled over.

The dizziness and narrowed vision lasted for 30 minutes. My wife sent an email: "Can I do it with A?"

Then she immediately sent another: "...A asked me to ask. I'm sorry if I disturbed your work, honey."

I stared at those lines for a long time, then replied, "I just got out. Sure." Then A sent another email, full of typos, sounding like he was in a hurry.

"Actually, I already got involved in the first email.

I plan to wear that swimsuit tomorrow, but B was really horny today. He kept trying to kiss me." After that, my wife didn't email me anymore.

For the next two hours, I remained in a state of high excitement.

A sent me a message in the middle: "Are you still on the highway? Do you want me to continue the broadcast?" I ignored it.

After that, there was no other contact besides emails.

Xiao A understood my feelings. She sent several text messages along the way, clearly showing she cared about my well-being.

"Are you okay? Don't worry. Call me when you get to the hotel." "Okay," I replied. "Xiao B is more excited than usual."

Then she sent another email: "B is still giving me oral sex. After I told her I wanted to be even more thorough than with you, she seems to have agreed to ejaculate in her mouth today."

Although Xiao A had previously arranged for me to stop immediately if I felt overwhelmed, even without that arrangement, I could tell from the initial emails that she cared about my feelings this time.

The level of jealousy I felt that day was completely different from before.

In the past, when I was intensely jealous, I would watch TV to distract myself. But that day, from 9 pm onwards, I sat in the car without music, just clenching my fists.

The intensity was almost unbearable.

I didn't turn on any music either. I parked the car where I could see the hotel. There was no one outside, and I just kept thinking about my wife in the silence.

I couldn't explain this feeling; perhaps it was a feeling akin to loss. Sometimes I'd sniff the lingering scent of my wife on the passenger seat and think about her constantly. A

mischievous urge to get revenge on her and a self-destructive streak alternated within me.

To maintain the facade I'd told earlier, I didn't enter the hotel until 9 PM.

When I asked the front desk for the key my wife had left, they asked for my ID.

What should have been a simple matter

turned into a frustrating experience. The pent-up emotions suddenly surged, making me inexplicably angry.

I thought, "They actually asked me for my ID!"

Looking back, my anger at the time was probably a feeling of being rejected.

I took the key and went straight to my room without emailing them.

Once inside, the thought of my wife in the next room filled me with intense jealousy.

Looking back, that feeling was indeed very similar to a sense of loss.

A while later, I emailed my wife, "I've arrived at the hotel, just got to my room." Immediately afterward, I received a call from her.

Novels often have scenes like this, but the realism of experiencing it in person is incomparable to anything in a novel.

I knew she was already doing it the moment I heard her.

"...Ah, honey?"

During the silence, I could clearly hear my wife's panting.

I could sense that Xiao A was right next to me because I could hear the creaking of the bed being pounded.

At first, my wife tried hard to hide it from me (Xiao A told me this later), but her voice was so clear that I could feel the rhythm of her body swaying.

"Honey, you've worked hard...so late."

"Yeah, it's alright."

Just as I was talking about drawing, my wife started panting heavily, like she was running, with moans of suppressed pleasure.

During our conversation, there were often moments when she would suddenly go silent.

"Did Xiao A buy you a swimsuit?"

"Yeah, she did...I said I'd buy it myself."

"Never mind, just thank her properly. Let me see it tomorrow." "...Okay. Here you go, here you go."

Interspersed in these conversations were rhythmic "Mmm! Mmm!" sounds.

I was incredibly excited.

After a few words, it seems like Xiao A suddenly had a mischievous idea.

After a brief whisper on the phone, I suddenly heard my wife's loud moans. Then, after taking a deep breath, she said, "...I'm having sex right now."

My throat was hoarse, and I couldn't even manage a "Huh?"

After another whisper, "I'm having sex right now,"

followed by her lewd voice and even louder, more unrestrained moans.

It wasn't exactly at that exact moment, but I slowly started to make sounds again. "...How are you doing it?" I think the following words weren't something Xiao A made her say.

"Now...?"

"How are you being done to right now?"

"...From behind..."

something like that.

Later, I guess my wife covered the receiver and turned around, saying in a very seductive voice to the person behind her, "Xiao A is so annoying!"

Then she immediately said to me,

"Sorry...I'll hang up now."

There was no contact for the next 15 minutes.

When I arrived at the hotel, I thought I was mentally prepared, that I was used to it, but it was all a lie.

I was sitting in the house, so frustrated I wanted to yell.

About 15 minutes later, my wife emailed me: "Xiao A asked me to ask you, is it okay if I go back tonight?" I replied, "Okay."

The phone rang immediately after I replied; this time it was Xiao A.

"Hello? Is this you? Xiao B might not get back until midnight, is that alright?" I could tell he was saying this more for my wife than for me.

I couldn't hear my wife's voice on the phone.

I could only sense that he wanted her to hear my agreement.

After I said "Sure," he was silent for a moment,

probably confirming with my wife that it was okay.

After a while, he said, "I had a really great time today, Xiao B swam so well." He started talking to himself like he was chatting with me.

I tried to chime in, but he was basically the one doing all the talking.

That's when I realized he knew I was very excited.

After a while, Xiao A said, "Well…"

Little A started speaking in a distinctly sadistic tone, saying, "Little B, stop licking, come and say a few words to your husband." I might not be able to describe how I felt at the time, but I was on the phone with Little A, and the sense of immediacy was just too strong.

In an instant, my vision narrowed to a line.

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