A wife who goes solo: A different kind of swap (Part 2)

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Recently, some friends have messaged me privately to inquire about our situation, and I've replied to them all. But after replying so many times, I lost the motivation to continue writing, which is why it's been so long. Anyway,
let's get back to writing. Since returning from Lao Feng's place, I've become even more determined to prevent my wife from seeing him, checking her location several times a day via her phone. At the same time, I want to find a suitable opportunity to have a serious talk with my wife and resolve this issue from the root. It was a weekend. I sent my daughter to my mother's house and prepared a meal at home, along with a bottle of red wine. When my wife came home from get off work and saw this, she was very happy and kept asking me what holiday it was. I pretended to be mysterious and said I had something important to tell her, which coaxed her into drinking quite a bit of wine. Neither of us can hold our liquor, so we got a little tipsy after a while. My wife, however, became even more excited and kept asking me what was wrong. I pretended to be very guilty and said to her, "Honey, I did something that I'm very sorry about. It's made me very sad lately, and I beg your forgiveness." My wife said to just tell me what happened, and that as long as I knew I was wrong, nothing was unforgivable. So I told her everything that had happened at Lao Feng's house. My wife listened calmly, obviously already knowing. After I finished, she even pretended to be jealous and said, "Xiao Mei is very pretty, isn't she? Did you have fun?" I told her the truth. I said I felt I'd been taken advantage of, but my wife still picked up on the unspoken meaning in my words. She lowered her head and asked softly, "What else did Lao Feng say to you?" I know my wife's personality; if she hadn't been drinking, she wouldn't have had the courage to continue talking to me. I reached out and hugged her, but she still wouldn't look at me, her face pressed against my chest. I was shirtless, and my wife was only wearing a sundress without a bra. I could feel her body was ice-cold. I stroked her head and whispered in her ear, "Do you really like Lao Feng?" When my wife heard me ask this, she pressed her face even closer to me, tears streaming down my chest. She didn't speak, but sobbed. I hugged her and still whispered, "Is he really that good?" My wife still didn't speak. I used one hand to lift my wife's face, and she quickly hugged me with her eyes tightly closed. She kissed my head fiercely, her whole body suddenly heating up. She kissed my face, my lips, my chest, without saying a word. Through teary eyes, she fumbled to take off my only shorts, then pulled down her own underwear, took my penis and inserted it into her body. She sat on me, wildly writhing her hips. I let her be, helping her take off her sundress, letting her large breasts slap against my face. After about ten minutes, she was tired and stopped crying. She pressed her breasts against my face and lay down on me. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, laying her flat on the bed. She covered her face with her hands. I spread her legs and began to thrust hard. After a while, her hands, which had been covering her face, loosened and began to caress me. Her moans grew louder and louder. Her dazed eyes occasionally searched for me. I understood her... Meaning, I quickened the pace of my thrusts, and her vagina contracted rhythmically. This was her most sensitive moment. I didn't want to use force, just speed. I lowered my body, reduced the amplitude, and increased the speed, kissing her ear face to face. She also held me with both hands, arching her body to meet my thrusts. My wife's orgasm came. I took a deep breath, rested for a while, and then gently and slowly probed with my thrusts. I supported my body with one arm, and stroked her breasts with the other hand. I gently kissed her eyes, the tip of her nose, and her lips. My wife's moans started again... Her moans contained intermittent words. I gently kissed her lips, and she suddenly said urgently, "Just let me be with him, okay? You can be with whoever you want." After saying that, she hugged me tightly and forcefully met my thrusts. I couldn't help but have my vagina contract more forcefully, and I ejaculated as quickly as I could. After calming down, my wife slowly told me what had happened at Old Wang's house in Jinan. She said that Old Feng had been drinking that day and carried her up to the attic... He didn't tell me because he was afraid I would be upset... She slowly raised her head, looked at me tentatively, and said, "Don't be angry. I'll never see Old Feng again, okay?"

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