Memoirs of a Seductive Wife, Part 36

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After breakfast, I hurriedly said goodbye to my wife and went to work. To be honest, I was a little flustered and couldn't continue the conversation. My wife seemed very sensitive, and I was afraid that if we continued talking, she would find something sensitive to say. Then, I remember it was Friday, around 4 pm, when my wife called me. I thought she was going out again that evening to see her husbands, but instead, she asked if I had any social engagements. If not, she wanted me to come home early so we could go to my mother's house for dinner and to see the baby. I said I would cancel my engagements and have a colleague go for me. I got off work around 5 pm, picked up my wife, and went to my mother's. The baby was already asking to be held! A baby over six months old probably doesn't understand what his parents mean to him yet; it's probably just pure blood ties that make him naturally close to his parents. My mother talked to my wife a lot about the baby, and it seemed like the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship was even closer than before. My mom often visits my company when she has free time, so she knows my job inside and out and sometimes gives me great guidance. Since my dad passed away, although my mom doesn't say it, I can tell she's become increasingly dependent on us.

After having dinner at my mom's, we chatted for over an hour before I took my wife home. On the way, I asked my wife, "Tomorrow's Saturday, are they all free? Aren't you going out tonight?" She said, "I just don't want to go. You can't eat that. I feel the baby and family are more important." I said, "Isn't this a win-win situation?" She said, "Honey, don't think I don't know just because you don't say it. You always encourage me to go out. I know you mean well, but I feel like you care a little." I immediately interrupted, saying, "Honey, I didn't..." But she was quicker to chime in, "Honey, don't deny it, I know everything. Don't underestimate a woman's intuition, I can sense it." I said, "I need to focus on driving, we'll talk about it when we get home."

So I focused on driving. When we got home, I changed my clothes, and my wife went to open a bottle of red wine. She poured the whole bottle into a decanter, then went to the kitchen and prepared two appetizers. I wanted to help, but she shooed me out, saying I didn't know how and would only make things worse. I went out, poured the wine, set the table, and my wife quickly prepared the appetizers and brought them out. After we shared a glass of wine, she finally got to the point, saying, "Honey, I know everything you've done is for my own good, and I'm very touched. But if there are any problems, I hope we can both be honest with each other. I can sense that you're definitely bothered by it. For me, as long as you love me, that's enough. You and our family will always come first. I don't need anything else outside."

Hearing my wife say that, I was a little touched. I said to her, "Honey, since you've said that, okay then. Last night, I was indeed a little heartbroken, but really, just a tiny bit. Maybe when you were having fun like that before, we were still considered pre-marital, but now we're married, you're my rightful wife, you're the mother of our baby, so my mindset might have changed a little. But I know I'll adapt, because when you're having fun and finding happiness outside, I feel happy for you too." My wife still asked me, a little unconvinced, "Honey, are you sure?" I said, "Yes, of course I'm sure." My wife said, "Honey, you know what? Going out to have fun..." "It really makes me very happy, but those things outside are dispensable to me. If they affect our marital relationship, I will definitely give up all the temptations outside and stay at home to be a good wife and mother. I believe I can be a good wife and a good mother." I said, "Wife, I believe everything you say, but please believe me too. I hope you continue with your polyandry. I find it very exciting. When you orgasm, I even orgasm along with you and ejaculate a long way. I think after a while, when I'm fully used to it, I will participate and love you properly with your dozen or so husbands." When my

sexy wife heard these words, her eyes welled up with tears. She picked up her wine glass, clinked it with mine, drank it all in one gulp, then ran from the other side of the table, sat on my lap, hugged me, and kissed me passionately. After the kiss, with tears in her eyes, she said to me, "Honey, do you think I'm so lucky? So lucky to be able to marry you?" I said, "That's because I'm lucky to have married you. But seriously, it's just the two of us at home, isn't this mutual flattery a bit inappropriate?" Before I could even finish my sentence, my sexy wife was already completely naked and helping me undress. I have to admire how fast she undressed me. After we were naked, she raised her glass to me, clinked glasses, drank the wine, and then knelt down to lick my penis.

As I ruffled my wife's beautiful hair, I said, "Hey, honey, I probably never noticed before, but the speed at which you take off your clothes is a bit scary!" After licking herself for a while, she sat back down and said, "You mean this? Sorry, it's become a habit. When I was interning at the club, there were technicians who specifically trained me on how to take off clothes the fastest, and all sorts of men's clothes, especially belts, and all sorts of weird buckles. Anyway, I can take them off much faster than you guys. We're professionals when it comes to taking off clothes." I couldn't help but think to myself, "What the hell is there to be proud of?"

My slutty wife ate a couple of bites of food, took a sip of wine as a mouthwash, and then went back to licking my penis. After a while, she said, "Honey, I'm going to suck you dry today." I was horrified and immediately said, "Then I'll call for reinforcements." But my slutty wife said, "Hahaha, honey, don't even think about reinforcements." I was confused and asked, "Why? Aren't they all your husbands?" My slutty wife said, "Yes, that's right! But Brother K contacted me at noon about the arrangements for tonight. I told Brother K that I already had plans with my mom to have dinner and see the baby. They were too embarrassed to say anything more, so they told me that since they couldn't catch the older sister, they could only catch the younger sister as a substitute. So now all their firepower is focused on LL. Where are you going to get reinforcements?"

At this point, I admired Brother K even more. I have to say, this guy is really a womanizer! I asked, "Honey, have all those dozen or so husbands you have slept with LL?" My wife replied, "Is that even a question? They're all old acquaintances. I have these dozen or so regular men now. LL has been with me for the past two years without a break. I heard she has about a hundred others outside, all regularly having sex with her. She's certainly saved a lot of money on the side. She enjoys herself, makes money, and her husbands support her!" Hearing my wife say this, I wasn't particularly surprised. All of this was perfectly normal for that slutty sister-in-law. I couldn't help but say, "Sister-in-law, you're a winner in life! I admire you!" My wife smiled smugly and said, "How about that? No more reinforcements. Just accept your fate!"

The two of them, naked, drank and played around at home. My wife was very good at controlling the pace; I was on the verge of climaxing several times, but she stopped me in time. You couldn't argue with that. After eating, drinking, cleaning up, showering, and going to bed, a whirlwind of activity ensued. My wife, a vile woman, had thoroughly exhausted me. Even after I surrendered, she wouldn't let me off the hook, forcing me to regroup and charge back into battle. Once again, I was utterly routed, fleeing in disarray, until I was completely out of ammunition and supplies. Only then did the battle cease. My resolve strengthened; this kind of slut was simply too much to handle. I needed to work as a team, uniting all available forces to take her down. To put it simply, this slut can't be left to me alone. But then again, have you guys noticed? The more slutty a woman is, the more enjoyable it is for a man. It's like being on cloud nine, a taste that never ends! You could say that even if it meant dying from exhaustion, I'd still be drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Every pore of my body was sending the message, "This is fucking amazing!" It's a bittersweet experience! Another point is that letting my sexy wife go out and have fun is good for everyone. My sexy wife can be fully satisfied and refreshed, and I can also relieve some of my physical stress. In addition, it also satisfies the sexual desires of my sexy wife's husbands. Obviously, it is a win-win situation.

Actually, I almost said it, but held back. I almost told my sexy wife that we should go to the club to find LL and those men. But after our lovemaking session, it was almost 1 a.m. Falling asleep in each other's arms, completely satisfied, was the most blissful thing. The next day, Saturday, I didn't get up that early. When my wife saw I was awake, she unlocked her phone, found her ex-husband's WeChat account, opened the chat, and handed the phone to me. I stared into her eyes and asked, "Why are you showing this to me?" My sexy wife said, "I added him after you agreed yesterday. Don't worry, I won't do anything shady behind your back. Because I've experienced betrayal before, I hate betrayal even more."

I smiled at my wife, kissed her forehead, and said, "It's okay, darling. I won't interfere with your interactions with other men in the future, but I'll ask that you protect yourself and not compromise or mistreat yourself. So, it's perfectly understandable that you contacted HH's father about the child; you don't need to be so cautious." But my wife replied very seriously, "Honey, I know you can be very tolerant of me, but this is the kind of honesty and respect that couples must have. Mutual respect and honesty are essential, you know? If I'm doing this behind your back, it's disrespectful. Many conflicts between couples start with clandestine actions and slowly develop into betrayal!" Seeing my wife so serious, I said earnestly, "Darling, you're absolutely right. Your honesty and respect really touch me. Thank you!"

My wife opened her WeChat chat history with her ex-husband. I vaguely remember her first message was about how long it had been since she'd seen HH and how much she missed him. Then her ex-husband apologized, saying he was sorry for what happened back then, and then said he heard she'd remarried and asked how she was doing. My wife said she was doing very well and was very happy, and even sent him a picture of herself holding our baby. I said, "Honey, go back and see HH when you have time!" My wife said, "I'll think about it later. I plan to go back when he's on summer vacation, so I can spend a few days with him." I thought about it and agreed; it wasn't the right time. Then my wife sent her ex-husband another WeChat message, wanting to arrange a video call with HH. Her ex-husband said to wait until noon, as HH was at some extracurricular class. When my wife finally video-chatted with HH at noon, she burst into tears—a mother's love is truly strong! This feeling had been suppressed in my wife's heart for almost two years, and it was truly difficult for her. I tried to distance myself a little,

but even after she hung up the video call with HH, she was still unable to calm down, her shoulders still heaving. I hugged her, gently patted her back to comfort her, and felt a pang of heartache. After lunch and a short rest, my wife told me she was going out that afternoon with a bank manager. She had submitted her resume and was scheduled for an interview next week. The manager could give her some advance information, such as what questions would be asked and how to answer them appropriately. I thought to myself, isn't this just a prelude to a quid pro quo? And judging from the looks of it, my wife probably already knows all about it, right? She cried her eyes out at noon because of the pain of parting with HH, and now she's going to meet someone who might have ulterior motives towards her? Are all women this fickle? It's said that other women or young married women who go out to work are most afraid of being sexually harassed, but my sexy wife seems to be least afraid of that, right? Also, I heard from my wife that the manager probably knows she knows quite a few bosses. People working in banks value connections a lot, and he doesn't know how she knows these bosses. But there's also the possibility that he subconsciously thinks my wife has been sexually harassed by those bosses, and he thinks young married women like that are easier to get.

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