The mental journey of a cuckolded wife

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My wife's first sexual encounter with another man was in 1997. She was a typical virtuous wife and loving mother; she was 177cm tall, voluptuous, and fair-skinned. While not exceptionally beautiful, she had men who admired her. At the time, she was 32, and my sexual performance was weak, unable to satisfy her. While watching porn, I suddenly had the idea of finding another man to have sex with her. I brought it up with her during sex, and she initially refused, saying it wasn't like eating a meal, something she couldn't miss. After nearly a year of persuasion, she agreed, but stipulated that I find the man, she would never find him herself, and that I couldn't look down on her afterward. At the time, I didn't have internet, so finding someone was difficult. I couldn't bring myself to ask acquaintances. Later, a friend I wasn't very close to (let's call him Lao Yu), who was divorced and whose child lived with his mother, boasted to me while drinking about his sexual prowess, saying that I saw his penis was larger and thicker than mine when I went to the toilet. I later told him I would find him a woman to play with, telling him she was tall, voluptuous, and a respectable woman. He was very happy. When I got home, I told my wife that I had found her a man, but she disagreed again. Some time later, Lao Yu asked me about it, and I told him to come over for dinner during my break so we could plan things out. A few days later, one afternoon, Lao Yu rode his motorcycle past my house on business and we drank together (my wife didn't know him or that I wanted them to have sex). She was very hospitable; my child was at her maternal grandparents' house, so the three of us drank. While my wife was heating up the food in the kitchen, I followed her and told her that the man I had found was him. My wife was stunned, her face turned red, and she leaned against the wall, speechless. I told her he didn't know anything about it, only that I was going to introduce him to a woman. I said if he didn't want to, he could leave after dinner; if he did, he could nod. My wife looked at me and nodded slightly. I returned to the table and told him that the woman I had found was my wife. He was stunned too. I explained the reason and asked him to keep it a secret. He asked if I could handle it. I said I had made up my mind; if he liked her, he could sleep there tonight, and she would let him. Lao Yu said he liked my wife and wanted to sleep with her. After my wife found out that Lao Yu wanted to have sex with her, she stopped going to the table. I called her in to clear the table; her face was flushed, and she kept her head down while clearing it. Lao Yu kept staring at her, but she wouldn't look at him. After she finished clearing the table, she went to the bedroom. I went over to tell her to take a shower, and she sighed and asked me if I regretted it. I told her I wouldn't. After she showered, she went into the bedroom. I let Lao Yu in; he was also very nervous and found the door locked when he opened it. I knocked, and my wife opened it. I saw she was wearing a sweater and long johns. I let Lao Yu in. He went in and locked the door from the inside. I listened intently by the door. For several minutes, there was no sound. Then I heard the blankets shifting and low voices from the bed. (Later I learned that Lao Yu came in, smoked a cigarette, then got into bed and tried to hug his wife. She said no, she was embarrassed. Lao Yu tried to comfort her while touching her breasts and kissing her face through her sweater. She tried to block him with her arms, but then Lao Yu put his hand inside and played with her breasts. She gave up resisting. Lao Yu then sucked on her breasts, played with her vagina, and French kissed her. Lao Yu took off her top, but she had already taken off her diaper herself. Afraid she would change her mind, Lao Yu immediately mounted her and had sex with her.) Half an hour later, Lao Yu came out and brought me a blanket, saying his wife was worried I was cold. It was November, and it was already cold in Northeast China. I asked him how it went, and he said he had, and she had already hugged and kissed me. I felt both satisfied and angry. He went to the bathroom and then went back into the bedroom. This time, he didn't close the door properly, and I heard him vigorously having sex with my wife, making moaning and groaning sounds. I couldn't take it anymore, so I opened the door and went in. My wife was bent over, being fucked. I said I couldn't take it anymore, and that she should go home. He stopped and said, "Okay, you go out for a bit while I get dressed." When I came out, I heard him continue having sex with my wife until he ejaculated. After I saw him off, I went in and saw my wife lying on the bed. I said, "I'm sorry, I made you suffer." Unexpectedly, my wife said, "It's already like this, let me go to his house. I still want to have sex with him" (I often tell her to have sex with other men). I thought she was right, so I called his house. He had just arrived home when he took a taxi to pick her up. She returned around 4 a.m. the next morning.

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