Past

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Is it true that older people often start reminiscing about their past experiences? My husband and I certainly seem to be at that stage, though he entered it earlier than I did.
He's ten years older than me, 66 this year, and thanks to his regular exercise, he's in great physical and mental condition. Of course, he can't compare to his younger days; he's entered old age. The only thing that hasn't changed is his love for me.
My husband still teaches at the school, though he's reduced some of his on-campus duties, but he continues to run his businesses outside of school—all his hard work and dedication. He seems just as busy with his career as ever, without any noticeable change. He's still the same as before, spending his free time at home with me or taking me on trips. When we're together, he loves to reminisce about the past. We talk about our first meeting, our youthful courtship, our first intimate encounter, our marriage, having children…!
When he recalls him finding me a lover, he always teases me about it. At those moments, a sweet feeling wells up inside me. Because at that time, I not only felt my husband's deep and selfless love for me, but also thought of my lover's love for me, and later, the sincere affection of many others.
Since heeding my husband's encouragement, my life has undergone a qualitative change; the whole world has become different. My outlook on life and values have undergone a complete transformation. My husband is a professor with two postdoctoral degrees, while I am a master's student; my education level isn't as high as his, but it's not low either. From the moment I met my husband, I was attracted by his various new ideas and impressed by his new theories and thinking in academia. Deep down, I completely regarded him as my pillar. At first sight, I was attracted by his profound knowledge and his handsome and mature temperament, and later, I fell in love with his sincere heart for me.
Women are prone to developing a dependence on the men they love, which means entrusting themselves to them. I completely entrusted myself to him; when a woman's emotions are at their sweetest stage, she is most likely to completely entrust herself to the man she trusts. There is no room for reason; everything is governed by emotion. But I am the luckiest woman in the world; I met a man who is so good to me.
When my husband first said he wanted to find me a lover, I was just surprised, not particularly concerned about whether he loved me anymore. Since we got together, he had always been incredibly loving and caring, and I had long been accustomed to his treatment. When he tried to guide me towards having a lover in a gradual way, I went from initial surprise to slowly becoming willing to try. I could sense that my husband genuinely wanted me to have a better life; he was sincere, and he slowly influenced me with his theories. He often brought his students home, and gradually, I developed feelings for one of them, eventually leading me to take that step.
After experiencing that wonderful feeling, I felt my desires had been unleashed. Encouraged by my husband, I also had a relationship with my best friend's husband, and then dragged my best friend into it as well. My thoughts at the time might have been quite unethical. I was afraid they would blame me for seducing their husbands, and we wouldn't even be able to remain friends anymore. So I also strongly encouraged them to find lovers, and my husband and I encouraged their husbands to support them in doing so. My husband and I never imagined we'd actually influence them. I guess those seeds had already been sown in their hearts! I initially thought I was the first to have a relationship with my sister's husband, but I later learned that wasn't entirely true; my second sister had a relationship with my fourth sister's husband before me.
Having a lover at home was incredibly joyful and happy, especially with my sister's husbands frequently coming over for some fun. My husband particularly enjoyed this change in our home, and I realized then how passionate I was. I became completely immersed in a sea of sex and love.
My relationships with my first lover and my sister's husband were love-driven, with affection outweighing sex. My later relationships with my sisters' lovers were more of a case of "love me, love my dog," where sex was more important than love. From the very beginning, I slowly opened the door to my sexual desires. I can't clearly define my feelings, but in the end, I had beautiful and deep feelings for all the men I slept with. Being the woman of so many men made me incredibly happy. My feelings are free; I don't need to worry about my husband because he supports me and will never leave me. I can boldly pursue my desires, whether it's love or sex.
I've never done anything to upset my husband. When choosing men, we always discuss it together. My two godsons are both my husband's students, chosen by him from among his students. I trust his judgment, but I don't let him make all the decisions. However, he knows very well what kind of men I like, so I developed feelings for them not long after we met. After three years with my first godson, my husband found me a second. He said it would be better if there was another man in the house who loved me. Actually, I hadn't thought too much about it. I already had four husbands and a little lover, and I hadn't really considered finding someone else. I felt that life was already good and stable enough. But my husband said that the other husbands only had time to be with me, not to live together all the time, so he wanted to find me someone I could live with. My sisters are also doing well. My second and third sisters each have two godsons, and my fourth sister has been wanting to find someone else, but hasn't met anyone she can live with yet; she only has one godson. But our fourth sister achieved what all of us sisters wanted: to have a child. She gave birth to our godson's child, and we were all happy for her.
We are still swimming freely and happily in the ocean of love and sex, and we still have big gatherings like before when we have time. The big house we bought together is still our happy haven, and the walls are still covered with all kinds of sex photos from the beginning—testimonies to our joy and happiness.
Our happiness and sexual bliss continue; they haven't stopped, nor have they faded.

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