My cuckolding experience: Lao Zhang's development

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I was away on a business trip for half a month. My wife called me every day to chat. Lao Zhang told me to stay a few more days, saying the development was progressing. I asked him what progress, and he said he didn't know how to put it, he just felt it was progressing. About a month later, I came back without telling her in advance. My wife thought I would be gone for a few more days, so she excitedly got off the plane and rushed home. It was past eight o'clock, and no one was home. I looked around to see if there were any signs of sex, but unfortunately, there weren't any. My wife posted on her WeChat Moments that someone was treating her to a big dinner tonight. Then I saw Lao Zhang post a message about having dinner with a beautiful woman. I checked the location of the post on WeChat Moments and took a taxi there myself. It was a whole roasted lamb restaurant, the kind with open-air food stalls by the river. When I got there, it was almost 10 o'clock. I went into the shop, walked around, and saw the best and biggest spot by the river. There were about a dozen people there, about half men and half women, drinking, chatting, and singing around two big tables. I also saw Lao Zhang and his wife. According to their posts on WeChat Moments, they had been eating for about an hour. I found a table nearby, not too far away, and could barely hear them talking loudly. It was dark, so I sat in a corner. I sat sideways so they couldn't see me. Lao Zhang would occasionally lean over and whisper to his wife, who would laugh as she listened. He covered his mouth and laughed. After a while, someone went up and egged him on, telling Lao Zhang and his wife to sing a duet, or for one of them to sing and the other to dance. After much persuasion, his wife reluctantly sang. She sang quite well, while Lao Zhang jumped around like a fool, making the audience laugh. His wife also laughed several times, giving Lao Zhang a playful glare. When she stopped, she pinched him a few times. Just as she was about to come down, the man who had been egging her on shouted into the microphone, "Brother Zhang, your wife is so beautiful, why don't you introduce her to us?" Lao Zhang smiled but didn't say anything. His wife waved her hands awkwardly and said, "Don't joke around, I'm not his wife." The man grinned lecherously and said, "If she's not his wife, then she's his girlfriend." The audience burst into laughter and egged him on. Lao Zhang smiled, put his arm around his wife's shoulder, and whispered something in her ear. The wife playfully punched Lao Zhang's shoulder a few times. One of the jeering boys said that if she wanted to go downstairs, she should kiss him before leaving. The wife, startled, waved her hands repeatedly. The others chanted, "Kiss! Kiss!" Lao Zhang simply pulled his wife close and kissed her cheek. Before she could react, Lao Zhang, still covering her face, laughed and pulled her downstairs. The wife, sitting down, seemed a little unhappy, but Lao Zhang kept whispering something in her ear. She pushed him away, muttering something and glaring at him a few times. A moment later, she stood up, presumably wanting to go home. Lao Zhang followed, taking her hand. She shook him off, saying, "What are you doing? It's late, I need to go home." My wife said, a little angrily. Old Zhang smiled and said, "I'll take you. I can't trust you to go alone." My wife said, "I'm only worried when you're here," and turned to leave. Old Zhang chuckled and said, "How could that be?" He then followed my wife, and the two walked out. I quickly paid the bill and left. When I came out, Old Zhang and my wife were gone. I took a taxi, which took half an hour to arrive. I rushed home. When I got to the door, Old Zhang's shoes were at the door. The two of them were home. I didn't know what they were doing. Afraid of embarrassing my wife, I hesitated for a moment and went downstairs. I looked at the light on the fourth floor of my house. The living room light was still on. It was already midnight. After a while, the bedroom light came on, and after a while, the living room light went out. I gritted my teeth and went upstairs. I opened the door very gently and went in. The TV in the living room was still playing football. "Get out," I heard my wife's voice. It was very low, but it was also a little shy and angry. I went to the bedroom door. "No, please," my wife's voice trembled. "No, please, please, please, please, please, please." Inside, there were sucking sounds. "Please, please, please, please don't! Okay, I promise you, please don't do this anymore. I really, really won't lie to you. I'll do it for you." I couldn't hear Lao Zhang. "You, you have to keep your word. I promised, I'll get it done for you, you can't do that again. I'm leaving right now." "Okay, okay, then lie here." A moment later, moans came from inside. "Ugh, so good, ugh," Old Zhang breathed softly. "Hmm, be gentle, I'll be out soon." I couldn't see inside, the door was closed, but I was sure my wife was giving me a handjob. "Hmm, XX, so good, where did you learn this technique? Ugh, ah, so good, so amazing," my wife said, trembling. "Don't talk like that, I haven't learned it. Hurry up and 'uh-huh, ah, so good, you're so great, your fingers are so thin and long, that's the kind of hand I need for a handjob. How many men have you done this with?" My wife didn't speak, but Old Zhang continued to tease her. "XX, let me touch your breasts, I'll be out soon, I'll leave right away." My wife didn't speak, but Old Zhang continued to tease her. "Come on, touch them." "Touch and masturbate, I'll be out soon," my wife said coldly. "No." "Get lost," Old Zhang chuckled. After more than ten minutes, my wife said in a slightly embarrassed and angry tone, "What's wrong with you? Why haven't you come yet?" Old Zhang laughed strangely and said, "Everyone says to touch your breasts while you come quickly, I'm used to it." After a while, Lao Zhang spoke up, "Take off your bra, it feels good to touch like this. Let me unhook it." My wife seemed to push Lao Zhang away, and he chuckled and made a thud. After a while, "Mmm, so comfortable, your breasts are so soft. I want to touch them every day, can I have some?" My wife didn't say anything. "Here's your bra, it'll come out quickly, good girl, oh, it smells so good." After a while, my wife said, a little embarrassed and angry, "Oh, you sprayed it on my face, get off!" Lao Zhang laughed and seemed to get up. I quickly hid in another room and looked out the door. Lao Zhang came out with his clothes and sat on the sofa smoking. My wife didn't come out, but called out, "You better leave now, or I'll get angry." Lao Zhang laughed, put on his clothes, opened the door, and left. After a while, I heard my wife's faint sobs. I felt a little sorry for her. My wife got up to take a shower. I quickly came out and went to a hotel to stay for the night.

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