That night

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Before that night, I was always seen as a good girl, a gentle and virtuous model wife. My husband and I had a good, inseparable relationship, and I had a close female friend, An, with whom I could talk about anything. An's name was An, and her husband's name was Lang, who was also very close to us. The four of us often went out together, traveling, eating, and talking about everything, enjoying each other's company immensely.
One time, when we went out, An and I were chatting in the bedroom while my husband and Jian were drinking outside. An and I spontaneously started talking about our sex life. Because we were so open with each other, we didn't hold back and chatted quite freely. We talked about what positions our partner liked, when they liked it, and what kind of responses they liked, making us both blush and our hearts race. But I secretly realized that what An described about Lang's preferences were exactly what I liked, and on this point, my husband and I had never been able to agree.
That night, I even dreamed that Lang and I were intimate, experiencing a blissful and unforgettable moment, which haunted me even after I woke up. From then on, I felt a little awkward whenever I saw Lang. It was as if Lang had a telepathic connection with me; he would often show a complicated expression when he saw me. What I didn't know was that the details I told An about my husband in bed were exactly like An's temperament! What I didn't notice even more was that my husband started frequently mentioning An in front of me, always asking questions! Did the two men talk about the same thing that day? I still don't know.
But as if it were an unspoken agreement, one time the four of us went on a trip. We ate at a small restaurant that night, and everyone agreed to drink until we dropped. In the end, we all got drunk. I only remember being dragged back to the hotel by a man. My husband and I were in one room, and An and Lang were in the next. I lay on the bed, feeling dizzy, watching the man who helped me in stagger towards the bathroom. I was already disoriented, but I could still tell that this man wasn't my husband; it was Lang.
I don't know what I was thinking. I was too weak to recognize him, and I didn't want to see through him. I wanted to play along. Just as I was about to fall asleep, a large hand rested on my chest and began to gently caress me. I was awakened by this warmth and responded to his kisses… My husband is the wild and rough type. Although our relationship is wonderful, I've never been happy in our sex life. He can never give me the gentleness I crave. But at this moment, Lang gave me it…
And so, my best friend's husband and I spent a drunken and endlessly passionate night together. In the depths of our passion, Lang groaned, "Xiao Feng, you're so amazing…" I caressed his sweaty body and said tenderly, "You're the best…"
I drifted off to sleep without realizing it. When I woke up in the morning, I opened my eyes and found my husband lying next to me! Was it all just my imagination, a dream? But when my eyes met his, his embarrassed and shy gaze convinced me that everything last night was real. While I was entangled with Lang, my husband had undoubtedly also spent a passionate night with An. The four of us, without tacit agreement, took a bold step. It was driven by our loneliness and our desires. But when daylight came, life had to go on as usual, so I decided to treat it as a dream, so no one would feel embarrassed.
None of the four of us mentioned that absurd game again, but in the dead of night, I think I wasn't the only one who missed that night's madness.

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