Raising a Seductive Wife 5

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Continuing from last time: Before we got out of the car, I told my wife to leave her down jacket in the car, as the hotel had air conditioning and it wouldn't be cold. After getting out and entering the lobby, there were quite a few people. My wife immediately attracted the attention of almost all the men, and also some women. Brother Zhou circled around my wife, praising her beauty, and said, "Let's go eat first." He led us to a private room in the Chinese restaurant, and I had my wife sit between us. The dishes were served quickly, and Brother Zhou asked the waiter to open a bottle of Tianzhilan liquor and then asked her to leave, saying that we were discussing business and didn't need her service, and that we would call her if needed. After a few drinks, the atmosphere became more relaxed. They chatted about all sorts of things, from his uncle to dirty jokes. Gradually, everyone loosened up. Brother Zhou praised his wife's beauty, saying her clothes were beautiful and she looked even better. He even asked her to stand up and spin around a couple of times. Since it was baijiu, which is quite strong, his wife was probably slightly tipsy. She stood up and spun around, stretching her arms out. Well, that was it. Her skirt was short, and when she raised her arms, her entire buttocks, which weren't wearing underwear, were exposed. Brother Zhou's eyes immediately widened. I bet his penis got hard, because mine did too. Brother Zhou said, "Ah Juan, you look so beautiful, even celebrities can't compare to you." I quipped, "Is it some kind of celebrity like Aoi Sora?" Everyone laughed. "Come on, let's drink!" After everyone sat down and had a few drinks, Brother Zhou tentatively placed his hand on his wife's shoulder. Seeing that she wasn't displeased, he casually touched her chest. Seeing that she didn't react, he deliberately asked, "Hey, I just noticed, Ah Juan, you're not wearing a bra. How come it's so perky? I thought it was a bra pad. Maybe it's because of the alcohol." His wife was particularly generous at this point, saying that she was naturally beautiful and had perky breasts. "Feel it if you don't believe me." Upon hearing this, Brother Zhou immediately touched her chest, clicking his tongue and saying, "This feel is amazing." I said, "I'll let you touch it sometime, while we eat and drink." But Zhou's left hand remained on my wife's thigh, stroking it incessantly. When he touched her clitoris at the base of her thigh, he noticed she wasn't wearing underwear. He remarked that he hadn't expected Juan to be so open and bold; he'd initially thought she was wearing a thong. My wife said she was supposed to wear one, but he hadn't made her. After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere in the private room became incredibly lewd. A bottle of wine was almost empty, and we were both roaming over my wife's body. Zhou's left hand moved back and forth across her thigh, his mouth slowly approaching her earlobe—one of her sensitive spots. Zhou stuck out his tongue and gently licked her earlobe, and I heard my wife let out a soft moan. Meanwhile, Zhou's right hand lifted my wife's clothes from behind and slipped inside, gently stroking her back, occasionally sliding down to her buttocks, kneading them through the thin stockings. Watching my wife's buttocks deform in Zhou's hands was incredibly stimulating. After finishing his kiss on her earlobe, Zhou moved his lips to his wife's. Like two magnets, they were instantly drawn together, kissing passionately, their tongues intertwining. At that moment, Zhou's left hand left his wife's genitals and quietly moved to her breasts, kneading them incessantly. My heart was pounding; this was a scene I had never witnessed before. In the restaurant's private room, with two waiters standing at the door (they could see and hear everything), this scene deeply shocked me, and my erection remained firm.
Seeing this, my hand involuntarily reached for my wife, finding her thigh and slowly caressing it, gradually sliding towards her groin. My tongue licked her left breast, gently biting a grape. She was almost completely limp, her vagina overflowing with fluids. Her little hand had somehow slipped into Zhou's pants, grabbing his penis and stroking it. My wife was half-lying on Zhou, her buttocks almost off the chair. I reached out and pulled off her soaked stockings, then continued to play with her clitoris. My wife unconsciously opened her thighs to make it easier for me. I didn't hold back, first inserting my middle finger and slowly probing inside. As the flow increased, I added my index finger, then my ring finger, three fingers thrusting in and out of my wife's vagina. At this moment, Zhou also reached down, caressing my wife's clitoris, rubbing and kneading it. The atmosphere was incredibly lewd. Such a stimulating scene made it too easy to disregard the consequences. I thought this wouldn't do; it wasn't safe in a restaurant. So I put my mouth close to my wife's ear and asked, "Wife, how is it? Is it fun? Is it comfortable?" My wife didn't answer me, she just nodded. I asked again, "Honey, do you want to eat cock? Two fresh, big cocks, please?" My wife gave us both a flirtatious glance and softly hummed in agreement. Although it was very soft, Zhou and I both heard it. We looked at each other to confirm that it wasn't appropriate in a restaurant, so we immediately got up, paid the bill, and left. Led by Zhou, we hurriedly took the elevator back to our room. To be continued.

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