The most adorable wife is the one who cheats on her husband. (Repost)

I've been married to my wife for 10 years and we have a smart son. I'm a mid-level manager in a large state-owned enterprise with a generous income; my wife runs a successful printing shop. Logically, we should be living a happy and sweet life, but we often argue about our sex life. Several times I've considered divorce, but after calming down and reflecting, I realize that aside from our sex life, I deeply love my wife. After all, she's a virtuous wife and loving mother, and as an excellent man, I must have the ability to identify, analyze, and solve problems—qualities I've cultivated as a manager.

There's a Chinese saying, "Blame yourself before blaming others," so I first examined my own situation. I discovered my penis wasn't thick or long enough (because I'd seen men in public bathhouses and restrooms with much thicker penises than mine; their penises, even when flaccid, were larger than mine when erect. Compared to them, mine was insignificant, and I was quite envious). This prevented her from experiencing sexual pleasure, causing her to lose interest in sex. Then I looked for reasons related to my wife. First, she dressed simply and wore no makeup, lacking strong visual stimulation for a man, thus failing to arouse his libido. Second, she was introverted and had conservative views on sex, never initiating intimacy. She was often expressionless, silent, and used monotonous positions. Despite my passionate advances, she remained unmoved, like a barber's pole—hot on one end, cold on the other. This situation became increasingly dull and uninteresting over time. These three reasons led to disharmony in our sex life, making it difficult for both of us to reach orgasm. Having identified the crux of the problem, I addressed it accordingly.

"Clothes make the man," and "Three parts looks, seven parts dressing"—these are truths.

I bought her a plethora of extremely sexy outfits: lace-trimmed panties, panties with side ties, in red, black, white, purple, and patterned colors—a riot of colors and styles, incredibly sexy. There were also many semi-transparent or even transparent slip dresses, open-crotch pantyhose, pointed stilettos, and platform shoes, one pair with a 14-centimeter heel.

These clothes, simply hanging or placed in the room, would arouse the lust of any man (of course, any flesh-and-blood, physiologically normal man, excluding those in a vegetative state or mentally challenged). He would then project an image of my wife as a seductive woman, conjuring up images of her wantonness in bed, and yearn to fuck her cunt. I also had my wife dye her hair a trendy blonde, and made her wear heavy makeup—eyebrows, eyeshadow, lipstick, and all that. When she wore these clothes, she looked incredibly sexy and alluring.
I also bought her a lot of pornographic DVDs and novels, which we watched together, sometimes even making love while watching. I even bought her a dildo. The night I bought it, I used it on her, and surprisingly, she didn't object; she actually accepted it. However, because she's petite and we hadn't had sex often before, her vagina was very tight, and the dildo, which was much larger than my penis, couldn't fit. I was afraid of hurting her and causing her to be disgusted, so I just rubbed it a few times at the entrance.

(Looking back now, I think I could have gotten it in if I had used a little more force. It might have hurt a little at first, but later she would have been more aroused because her vagina felt fuller.)

To increase her sexual interest, I also showed her pornographic articles and pictures on sex websites, broadening her horizons and showing her how rich and varied sex could be, thus enhancing her sexual desire. Persistence pays off. Thanks to my persistent, year-long efforts, my wife's performance in our sex life has improved significantly, which is commendable, but it hasn't yet reached a satisfactory level; there's still much potential to be tapped. I believe that continuing with the gentle, subtle methods of training her as before will not only be ineffective but also a long and arduous journey. To achieve results that are difficult for ordinary people to obtain, I must adopt unconventional methods and take a leapfrog approach. The only way is to have her have sex with another man, both to let her experience sexual pleasure and to completely destroy and dismantle her psychological defenses.

After that, I began to more directly inspire, guide, and tease my wife. When we have sex, I often tell her, "Go cheat on me, go find some random guy, go find a virgin!" Sometimes she'll say, "Where are there any virgins left in this society?" Hearing her say that, I know she's a little tempted, and my penis gets even harder, so I continue to encourage her: "I'll find you a virgin tomorrow, let you taste a virgin's penis, let you deflower him, like peeling the plastic wrap off a sausage, let your pussy slowly peel back the foreskin of his penis, let you see the painful yet excited expression on a virgin's face as the foreskin is slowly peeled back, let you see the way a virgin's body trembles and convulses violently as the foreskin is slowly peeled back, let you see the nervous, helpless look on a virgin's face as he wants to fuck but doesn't know how." Sometimes, my wife says my penis isn't good enough, that I don't make her feel comfortable, that I don't bring her to orgasm, so I take the opportunity to say, "Then I'll find some random guy tomorrow to fuck you, to make your pussy feel good." Thinking about how she actually asked me, "Who are you going to find to fuck my pussy?"

I seized the opportunity and pressed my advantage: "I'll find a handsome bro to fuck you, that'll definitely make you feel good." Another time, we were lying on our sides in bed, her back to me, I was holding her, one hand under her neck caressing her right breast, the other hand caressing her buttocks and left thigh, my penis rubbing against her buttocks, I said to her, "I want to touch everywhere, but unfortunately I don't have enough hands. I really want to ask a man to come from the front and kiss your mouth, rub your breasts, and fuck your pussy with his penis, just like some men have sex with two women at the same time, let two men serve you, let you enjoy high-class treatment, just like Empress Wu Zetian, who had dozens of men at her disposal."
Unexpectedly, my wife not only didn't scold me, but instead asked me lewdly and sincerely, "Which man is fucking my pussy, and where are you fucking it?" To be honest, whenever I see other men's penises inside my wife's pussy, just holding her and caressing her makes me more excited than fucking her myself. My wife's words undoubtedly affirmed and greatly encouraged my suggestion, and moved me deeply, because while she was enjoying herself, she was also thinking of me. She's truly my good wife! With such a caring and thoughtful wife, I became even more determined to find her a lover to have sex with, so she could enjoy herself. Every time I said these things to her, I felt incredibly excited, my penis was incredibly hard, and she was incredibly engaged. I also felt and experienced her charm even more. From our conversations, I could tell she longed to find a lover, so it seemed my efforts to change her mindset were beginning to bear fruit.

The next step was to get her to actually do it. But who should she sleep with? First, he had to be handsome and physically strong; second, he had to be safe and wouldn't harm my wife; third, he had to be familiar with my wife, so that she would have opportunities to interact with him and gain his trust. After much thought, I finally settled on one of my comrades-in-arms. This guy perfectly met all the above criteria. He often came to my house, and my wife had feelings for him, or rather, liked him. Having set my goal, I began to act. One summer evening, I called my comrade and invited him to my house for dinner, telling him I'd brought back some nice things from abroad to share. Before he arrived, I told my wife to take off her clothes so I could wash them and give her a shower. I got her a red thong, a red bra, a halter top (a thin string tied around her neck, the back completely open), a semi-transparent white mini-skirt, flesh-colored open-crotch pantyhose, and a pair of red 14cm pointed-toe stilettos. This outfit was perfectly appropriate, suitable for public appearances, yet incredibly sexy. As

her husband, I was already very familiar with her attire, but I couldn't help but feel a surge of heat, my penis hard. If any other man saw her in this outfit for the first time and didn't get a painful hard-on, and didn't want to fuck my wife, he wouldn't be a real man. When my comrade came, I asked my wife to open the door. When she opened it, his eyes lit up. "Wow, it's been so long! Your wife has gotten even more beautiful." "You're getting more and more handsome," my comrade replied. "I'm a married woman now. No matter how beautiful I am, I can't compare to those young girls. Come in, stop being so sarcastic."

After my comrade came in, he said, "A slutty young woman is good, a slutty young woman is lovable," and "No matter how lovable she is, only my husband loves me" (the unspoken implication being that he doesn't love me). After my comrade came in, my wife went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, and my comrade and I chatted in the living room. During the conversation, my comrade kept glancing at the clothesline in the living room. It turned out that my wife's bra, panties, stockings, and nightgown were hanging on it, all very sexy. Especially those styles, which most housewives don't have, because some styles are quite expensive. During this time, my wife also went in and out of the living room several times to get things from the refrigerator. My wife has a very slender figure, a very thin waist, and fair skin. Her hands and back were completely exposed. Her back was snow-white, delicate, and smooth, and it was very attractive under the clasp of her bra. Her miniskirt was really short, just covering her panties, tightly hugging her buttocks, and the panties underneath were faintly visible. Her pair of jade-like legs under the skirt were wonderfully encased in stockings.

My comrade's gaze was completely captivated. I glanced at his crotch; his penis was already hard, bulging his pants. After chatting for a while, he offered to help my wife cook. He was indeed a very good cook, so I agreed. I saw him taking the opportunity to occasionally bump into and rub against my wife, and my penis started to heat up. I thought to myself, "Comrade, don't be afraid of your skirting the rules now. Just wait and see how my wife deals with you later. She'll fuck you until you can't get hard anymore, and she'll squeeze every last drop of semen out of you before you escape."

Soon, the dishes were on the table. I took out some wolfberry wine, and the three of us started drinking. My wife had a low alcohol tolerance and drank less, but her face was flushed, her skin rosy, making her even more alluring. My comrade and I drank more. Under the influence of my wife's sexy attire and the wolfberry wine, my comrade's libido was aroused. After dinner, my wife said she had a slight headache, so I told her to rest in bed. I said to her, "I'll go out and buy a pack of cigarettes. I'll ask XX (my comrade's name) to give you a massage first." Before she could reply, I called
my comrade into the bedroom. After he massaged her head, I could tell she seemed to be enjoying it, so I asked him to massage her back and legs as well, saying, "Don't wrinkle her skirt. Take off her tank top and skirt
before you massage her." As I spoke, I removed her clothes and skirt, leaving her only in her bra, thong, open-crotch fishnet stockings, and high heels, lying face down on the bed to receive the massage. Her fair, soft back and smooth, elastic buttocks were exposed. My wife began to moan softly as she was massaged. I saw my comrade-in-arms standing by the bed, massaging her with great effort and sweating a little, so I said to him, "Take off your clothes and pants and get on the bed to massage her. Firstly, it'll prevent you from sweating and getting your clothes wet, and secondly, sitting on the bed will make it less tiring." My comrade-in-arms was initially embarrassed and reluctant to take them off, but in the end, he couldn't resist the allure of my wife's body. He took off his shirt and trousers, leaving only a small pair of briefs. The briefs were too small; his penis made them look like a tent. I had my comrade-in-arms get on the bed facing my wife's back and buttocks, his legs spread apart on either side of her body, and then he knelt down. His buttocks sat on my wife's thighs, his penis pressing against her buttocks, leaning forward, and massaging my wife's back and buttocks with both hands. I said to my comrade-in-arms, "My wife likes this position.

Give her a good massage; I'm going out to buy cigarettes." I closed the bedroom door and left. Twenty minutes later, I returned from buying cigarettes on the street. As I walked through the living room and cracked the door open, I heard lewd words bursting out: "Holy crap—oh—wow—your cock is so big and hard, it feels so good fucking my pussy!"
"I want you to fuck my pussy every day. My husband's cock is short, small, and soft; it doesn't feel good. Only you make me feel good." At the same time, I saw my comrade grabbing my wife's buttocks and thrusting wildly into her pussy. To avoid embarrassing them, before they noticed me, I quickly closed the door and went to another bedroom. But my penis was already rapidly swelling from the scene, and I couldn't help but masturbate.

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