With classmates ***

My family is in Shanghai. My wife and I were classmates in college. We're both 30 this year and stayed in Shanghai after graduation. My wife works as a finance manager in a large company. She's 165 cm tall, and having a baby didn't affect her natural figure; she's only slightly heavier than before we got married, weighing 49 kg. My wife isn't exactly beautiful, but she has a very pleasing appearance, a small face, and skin like most Chinese people.

Our married life should be very ordinary. In college, my wife had many suitors, mainly because she was a very good dancer. After we got married, she didn't seem to have much contact with those who had pursued her.

Before, my wife had a very strong sex drive, but since having a child, she always seems very passive during sex, only showing interest in the two days before her period. I thought that perhaps most families live ordinary lives like ours.

However, about two years ago, one summer evening, it was already 10:50 pm, and my wife still hadn't come home, so I couldn't help but make a phone call. My wife took a long time to answer the phone. I asked her many questions, and she said someone was drunk and she would be home as soon as she finished.

Around midnight, after she returned home, I noticed she seemed unusually excited, her face flushed. By then, I was already in bed. Looking at her excited eyes, I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong today? Did you take the wrong medicine?" My wife just smiled and ignored me. After she finished showering and returned to the room, she simply said to me, "Don't be crazy, I'm the same as always!" My wife lay down beside me, and as I naturally embraced her, I felt she wasn't rejecting me today. "Gently, don't rush!" she said. But I could clearly feel that she was already wet down there, something that usually takes me a long time to achieve. "What's wrong today?" I asked gently after penetrating her. My wife didn't say anything, but simply spread her legs wider. Soon after, her face turned pale, and she reached orgasm.

During the break, I asked my wife, "Something must have happened to you today. Did you run into a past suitor?" "Nothing!" my wife said firmly. "Then why did you seem so excited today?" I asked again, but my wife remained silent. After a while, my wife whispered to me, "You really want to know?" "Yes!" I replied. "I'll tell you, but you can't get angry," my wife said. Actually, as soon as my wife said that, I became nervous, worried that something might have happened between us that night. But despite this, I still pretended to be casual and replied, "We've been married for so long, what can't we talk about?" My wife hesitated for a moment, looked at me, and said very softly, "Tonight, the boss at work drank too much because he signed a very big contract." "Tell me!" I urged.

"At first, after we finished drinking, the boss invited them to karaoke. You know, I usually don't go to these kinds of events. If I hadn't prepared the documents, I wouldn't have gone today either." My wife glanced at me again and continued, "But you don't know, when we got to the karaoke bar, I was the only woman there; there were five men. Later, the boss told them to call some girls to keep us company, and they called four in. At first, the guests were quite respectful when the girls arrived, but then they ignored me and started touching the girls.

I'm not used to that." I said goodbye to the boss and tried to leave, but he disagreed, saying they could stay in the private room while we went dancing. So, I couldn't resist and went dancing with him. You know our boss, he's only forty this year, and he dances very well, while I haven't danced in years and am a bit rusty.” Hearing this, I asked, “During the dance, did your boss make any inappropriate moves?” “Nothing was wrong! Dancing definitely involves more close contact than usual, and besides, everyone's wearing less clothing in the summer,” my wife continued. “But…but…” my wife hesitated again. “Tell me, I want to know all the details of what happened that night, I won't be angry.” My wife seemed to steel herself and continued, “When he was dancing slowly, he touched my back. Because the lights seemed to be completely off, and everyone was pressed tightly together, I could often feel his penis intentionally or unintentionally pressing against my body.” “That's all?” I asked somewhat reluctantly.

I asked again, "Where did his thing stick to your body?" My wife gently squeezed my penis and said, "Right where you're inside. He touched other places too, and I couldn't push him away." "Where? Just say it all at once!" At that moment, I felt myself getting hard again, so I pulled my wife back a little and inserted my already hard penis into her body. "Tell me quickly!" I said impatiently. Then, my wife pounced on me and whispered in my ear. "When we were dancing slowly, we were initially keeping our distance, but someone accidentally touched us, and we naturally ended up pressed together. At first, his hands were just around my waist, but then one of his hands started stroking my back. When that hand touched the back of my bra strap, it would linger for a long time. At first, I didn't mind, because everyone does that in those situations. But later, his other hand started getting restless too." "How did it get restless?" I interjected, at which point I realized my penis was painfully hard inside my wife, and I couldn't help but thrust forcefully.

My wife moaned again as I thrust into her, but still spoke haltingly, "His back hand was around me, and his front hand started squeezing my breasts through my clothes. I told him not to do that, but he ignored me and continued, even kissing my face. You know, the music for slow dances goes on and on, endlessly. Later, I followed him to the innermost corner, where there were already many people, but no lights at all." My wife paused, then continued, "After we moved inside, he started putting his back hand inside my shirt. I don't even know how he unhooked my bra from behind, and then he started groping around inside. And... and he even reached down from my skirt, slipped his hand under my underwear, and touched my buttocks. After I pulled it out, he started touching my breasts directly." "He touched your breasts?" I asked sadly.

"Yes, he was too strong, I couldn't do anything about it, and I couldn't confront him." "Then did he touch your genitals?" I asked. "He tried to touch me, but I said, 'If you keep doing that, I'm leaving.' So he didn't continue. Later, he just kept pinching my breasts, which made me feel so uncomfortable!" "When the slow dance ended, I looked at my watch and it was already 10:30. I said I had to go home. The boss said he would take me home, but I should settle the tip for the private room first. As for the other expenses, since we were familiar with the place, we could settle them tomorrow. So, I waited for him in his car. After a while, he came out after making the arrangements." "After you came out, did you come straight back?" I asked sourly.

"We were supposed to come back, but you called me in the car, so he stopped in the woods by the roadside. You talked so much on the phone. At first, he just looked at me while he was talking, but then, he started touching me again." "Where did he touch you?" I asked eagerly. "Where else could he touch? He went straight to the places he couldn't reach before, but I was on the phone with you, and I couldn't make too much noise for you to hear, while I had to deal with him with my other hand. By the time you hung up, his hands had already forcefully spread my legs apart, and... he even put a finger inside." At this point, I was extremely excited by my wife's description and even more eager to know what happened next. "What happened next?" I asked. "After hanging up the phone, I forcefully pulled his hand away and told him I wanted to get off the bus and take a taxi home. But he said he didn't mean any harm, that he had always liked me, and maybe he had drunk too much that day and couldn't control his emotions. But unexpectedly, while he was talking, he moved my hand to his own."

I was startled, not realizing when he had taken his penis out, but because he was holding my hand tightly, I couldn't pull it back. As he pressed my hand against his, he told me he would respect me, but hoped I could help him ejaculate with my hand, saying he was uncomfortable. I thought to myself, he'd already touched me; if he released, I could go home immediately, so… so I followed his hand and started stroking his penis. For some reason, he didn't ejaculate after a while, so I simply used both hands. Then he said he might have torn it, and just as I was about to ask him to turn on the light so I could see, he ejaculated completely, getting it all over our clothes. Afterwards, he drove me home. When I got out of the car, he tried to kiss me, but I refused. No wonder, when my wife came in, I noticed some wet patches on the front of her clothes. At that moment, I didn't feel any remorse towards my wife. Instead, I felt a thrill I'd never experienced before. The thought of my wife's breasts and private parts being played with by a stranger filled me with a strange excitement. During our subsequent lovemaking, my mind was filled with those fragments of her description. Although I felt a pang of sadness for a moment, the thrill and excitement prevailed.

After we finished again, I couldn't help but ask my wife, "What did it feel like when you were touching his thing?" My wife was shy and wouldn't say, but after my repeated questioning, she finally spoke haltingly, "His thing, because it was dark, I couldn't see it. At first, it felt really big when I touched it, but since he couldn't get it out, after I touched the whole thing, it didn't seem that big. It didn't match his size. For someone that big, that thing should be even bigger." My wife continued, "But his thing is definitely bigger than yours." After she finished speaking, she touched my penis and said, "It should be longer than yours, and the head seems bigger too, but overall it's not as thick as yours when it's erect. And when it's erect, it still feels soft. I really don't know how he has sex with his wife at home."

The next morning when I got up, I looked at my still-sleepy, naked wife. Thinking about how my wife had been touched by someone else the night before, I felt really bad, but just thinking about it made my penis hard again. Without realizing it, I lay down again, carefully parted my wife's legs, and easily penetrated her again. Actually, my wife was already awake while I was doing this, but she didn't open her eyes.

In the morning, after everyone got up, my wife asked me, "What if he harasses me again?" At that moment, my mind went blank. My wife now earns more than ten thousand yuan a month, and it's impossible for her to give up her job because of this. Moreover, although this accidental affair of my wife's was not what I wanted to happen, once it happened, besides the bitterness, I did feel a strange excitement. It had been many years since I had this kind of stimulating and constantly desired feeling when making love with my wife. I didn't say much, just asked her to avoid being alone with him as much as possible.

A few days passed, and during these days, I made love with my wife almost every day, and my wife's libido suddenly became very strong. We both noticed the changes that brought about. In a discussion after a passionate encounter, my wife asked me if I would divorce her if she really had a more direct relationship with another man. "Of course not," I told my wife immediately, but I hoped that if something like this really happened to her in the future, she wouldn't invest too much emotion in it, since the children are already so grown up. Actually, it wasn't a huge loss for me, it's just that sometimes when I think about it, I feel a little uncomfortable. Besides, I also have a lover outside, but since this happened, I haven't felt anything for my lover, and my attention has returned to my wife. So, I asked my wife if her boss at work was harassing her again. My wife laughed and said, "No!" In fact, now the boss is always avoiding her. She seems to have seen through the seemingly impressive boss through this incident, and she really has no feelings for him.

And so, another half a year passed uneventfully, but during this half year, my wife's libido completely changed. When we make love, we often talk about what happened to my wife.

We had a friend from university who later became a couple, and our family has always been very close to them. And that male classmate told me after I got married that he had a crush on my current wife. He was 5 centimeters taller than me, standing at 180 centimeters, and looked incredibly strong. Even after so many years since graduation, while we'd both gained weight, he hadn't; his physique was still very muscular. Several times when we went swimming together, I'd seen my wife enviously gaze at his muscles. His wife used to be in the class next to ours; she was the bandleader. She was about the same height as my wife, maybe a little taller, but she looked fuller and, in my opinion, more feminine. Our two families often took our children on trips, sometimes with other classmates joining us.

I remember one National Day holiday, we planned a road trip to Huangshan for a few days. Since my wife's mother had taken her child back to her hometown in Guangdong, my classmate didn't bring his child along, thinking they'd be lonely. On the way there, we joked that his wife was sitting in the front, and he kept wanting to sleep while driving, so it would be better if my wife sat next to him. Since we were all old friends, we laughed and hit the road. We were driving my company's Buick minivan, which was very spacious and comfortable for long journeys.

My wife sat next to him, while his wife and I sat in the back. At first, everyone was chatting and laughing in the car, but gradually, his wife said she wanted to sleep. At this point, I jokingly said, "Did you finish your travel plans ahead of schedule last night?" My wife retorted that I was always so irresponsible. Since his wife kept resting her head on my shoulder after falling asleep, I couldn't resist jokingly telling my classmate that it was his wife who had taken the initiative to lean on me. My classmate always responded with a grin, telling me to take good care of his wife in the back and not to bully her. Because everyone always said things like that, it didn't seem like a big deal.

Gradually, night fell, and it got dark outside. My wife was still chatting and laughing with him, while I was starting to feel sleepy. When I woke up after a short nap, I heard my wife say to him, "Those two are asleep. They look like a real couple!" I squinted and looked at my classmate, who was still driving intently. I remarked, "They're wide awake when we want to sleep at night." Suddenly, I noticed my classmate's wife seemed a bit cold, so I said, "Turn on the air conditioning. Your wife will catch a cold sleeping like that." But to my surprise

, my classmate said, "So you weren't asleep? Turning on the air conditioning in October? Do you think we're crazy?" He then threw his coat at me. I carefully draped the coat over my classmate's wife. But soon after, I noticed her hand was on my... well, you know. It made me feel very uncomfortable in the back seat, so I gently placed my hand under hers to protect it. Holding her cold hand, I suddenly had some inappropriate thoughts, and soon my body started to feel hard again. I still can't quite put my finger on whether my classmate's wife deliberately squeezed my hand when she leaned against me several times; I just had that feeling.

Finally, we arrived in Huangshan City and found a restaurant near the hotel to eat. Everyone was exhausted from the long drive, and drinking and eating was definitely the best way to relax. Since we all knew each other very well, we drank quite a bit that evening. After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest; it was almost 10 pm.

In my room, my wife, after showering and wearing the pajamas I'd brought from home, said to me, "You two didn't do anything naughty in the back seat today, did you?" I said, "No!" My wife grinned and said, "Your classmate, while driving, put his hand on my thigh several times. I thought it was unintentional, but later I realized he did it on purpose. You men are all the same!" I was shocked: "Really?" My wife said, "Really!" Because of my previous experience, I was much more tolerant.

My wife continued, "He just put it on top, didn't do anything." I casually retorted, "Do you expect him to go further?" My wife laughed and playfully hit me. Just then, I heard the phone ring in the room. I answered, and it was my classmate from next door calling, saying that if we didn't want to sleep, since we hadn't finished our liquor and had brought a lot of stuff, we could chat a bit longer. I asked my wife's opinion, and she said, "Sure." My wife asked if I wanted to change clothes; she wasn't wearing a bra. I said, "Whatever!" So, we immediately went to their room.

Perhaps they didn't expect us to come so quickly, as they didn't even say hello. When my classmate opened the door, he was only wearing briefs. As soon as he saw my wife, he said, "Wait a minute!" I chuckled and said, "We're all familiar with each other, we've even swum together, what's the big deal?" But I didn't know his wife was still showering in the bathroom. When I went in to talk, I naturally put my hand on the bathroom door.

As a result, the door opened, and his wife was naked, getting ready to get dressed. When she looked up and saw my eyes, we both became very embarrassed. At that moment, my wife walked up to me, blocking my view, and said, "Still looking? What are you looking at?!" And so, I awkwardly went inside. My classmate, being inside, had no idea what had happened outside; he was only wearing beach shorts, still shirtless. I didn't explain anything, and instead helped him prepare the drinks and other things. A little while later, his wife and my wife came out, their faces flushed, still in their pajamas. Since there were no chairs in the room, my classmate brought out a plastic sheet he'd used for resting on the mountain. We all sat on the plastic sheet and started drinking. The two wives had already drunk quite a bit and initially said they wouldn't drink, but when I played drinking games with my classmate, they worried their husbands had drunk too much, so in the end, everyone drank.

Since everyone was sitting on the floor, it wasn't a big deal for the men, but the women, in their pajamas, were constantly exposed. At first, the two women were mindful of their clothes, constantly adjusting them. But later, as the atmosphere became more lively again, they stopped being so fussy. My classmate's wife's underwear was often exposed to me, and like my wife, she wasn't wearing a bra under her pajamas. Of course, my wife was also constantly being exposed; several times I saw my classmate's eyes peering at her breasts through the gaps in her clothes. I thought, so what if she looks? Women are all the same. Besides, I've already thoroughly examined your wife, though the fog was too thick to see clearly.

After sitting on the floor for a while, we got a little tired, and my classmate's wife said she wanted him to massage her back. At this point, my wife said, "My husband is the best at back massages, you can have him do it." My classmate laughed and said, "Sure!" So, without hesitation, I moved over and started massaging his wife's back in front of him. Then, my classmate seemed to feel cheated and said he wanted my wife to massage his back too, as it was quite sore from driving all day.

My classmate's wife laughed and said to her husband, "You'll have to tip!" My wife generously told my classmate, "Go, lie down on the bed, I'll give you a good massage." To be honest, up to this point, no one had any other thoughts, because everything felt very natural and even a little exciting. So, my classmate and his wife each lay down on their own beds.

I assure you, I was very focused when massaging my classmate's wife's back. We chatted and massaged for a while, and then my classmate said, "Let me turn over, massage my arm too." Just as my wife was massaging his arm, my classmate said something that caused a drastic change. He said, "I see your wife's breasts, they're quite pretty." Before he could finish, my wife slapped him. Because my wife's clothes had loosened during the vigorous massage, my classmate easily saw her entire breast, and my wife immediately tightened her clothes.

I chuckled and replied, "Don't go too far! Your wife is in my hands too." At that moment, my classmate's wife said, "You've been massaging for so long, you must be tired. Why don't I give you a massage too?" His wife's words were exactly what I wanted. But my classmate said something sarcastic: "You can't look at my wife's things!" After I lay down, my classmate's wife began to massage me very seriously. And while I was massaging her back, the straps of her pajamas had loosened, but she didn't even bother to tighten them again.

Since his wife was massaging my arms with her back to him, he couldn't see her front. I lay there, still talking incoherently, but my eyes were already fixed on his wife's breasts. Her pajamas were loose in the front, and her breasts appeared and disappeared with her movements, incredibly alluring. Actually, she already knew her breasts were exposed to me, but she pretended not to care, as if she were getting revenge on her husband.

I don't know how my classmate reacted at that moment, but his wife must have seen my penis already erect. Just as his wife was about to switch hands, I secretly pinched one of her breasts, but still said, "I'm at a disadvantage, I can't see your wife's breasts at all!" My classmate laughed happily, but then I felt his wife pinch me hard. "Ouch!" I heard my wife cry out, and tried to look up to see what was happening, but my classmate's wife stopped me immediately.

I asked, "Honey, what's wrong?" My wife didn't answer, but my classmate laughed at me, "I accidentally touched your wife's breast." At this moment, I saw that his wife was very unhappy and said to me, "Never mind them, let's go to the next room." After saying that, she pulled me up, quickly straightened her clothes, and dragged me out the door. My wife called out to her, but his wife ignored her. I only heard my classmate say, "Ignore her!" And so, his wife and I went to my room.

Actually, I was already very excited at this point. As soon as I went in, I closed the door and naturally put my arm around his wife's waist. At first, his wife didn't seem to react much. I reached my hand inside her clothes from behind and squeezed her breasts. Standing there in front of the bed, with the light off, I gradually slipped my hand down her nightgown. When my hand went through her panties, she seemed a little tense, but then she relaxed and gave up all resistance. So, I held her and gently pulled her panties off one leg, but when I tried to pull them off with the other leg, she didn't agree. When I laid her down on the bed, my mouth was already lightly kissing her breasts. Apart from some moans, she did whatever I wanted. When I opened her legs, she cooperated very naturally, and then I penetrated her.

It felt much looser than my wife's, but my intense excitement made me not pay attention to these details. It seemed she arrived faster than I did. A moment later, her hands gripped my shoulders tightly, and she said, "I want it! Hurry!" I continued thrusting into her for a while, then gently asked, "Can I put it in?" She didn't answer, just nodded vigorously. From the moment she came in until I ejaculated inside her, the whole process took less than ten minutes. After I finished, she pushed me away and went to the bathroom to clean. A little while later, without even saying goodbye, she went back to her room.

Immediately, my wife returned. As soon as she entered, she asked, "What's wrong?" I said, "How should I know?" My wife immediately reached into my pants and touched me: "You did it with her?" I didn't know how to answer her. While I hesitated, my wife said, "We can't do this anymore. This time we're even." Just as I was wondering about my wife's words, the doorbell rang again. I opened the door and saw it was my classmate. He asked, "What happened just now?" My wife immediately replied, "Nothing!" while glaring at me. "Nothing!" I said casually. "Oh! It's alright, it's alright. You guys rest!" With that, my classmate left.

Later, their room was quiet, but my wife and I kept going on and on. After my classmate left, my wife lay down next to me and asked, "You're something else, how did you manage to 'shoot' someone else's wife so quickly!" I said, "Didn't you two do it?" My wife put my hand on her crotch and said, "I did it with him, that's why it's so dry down there." "Then what were you doing?" I asked curiously. "As soon as she pulled you out, he immediately got nervous, constantly asking me, 'What are you two doing out there?'"

I said, "It's okay, maybe I went a little too far with the joke today." That relaxed him a bit, and he tried to touch me again, but I wasn't in the mood anymore. I ignored him and just focused on tidying my clothes, thinking about what you two were doing. Later, she came back and went to the bathroom, locking the door from the inside. Seeing that, I was worried about you, so I rushed over." At that moment, even though they were classmates, I felt a strange sense of joy. I asked my wife, "What were you and him doing in the room? Hearing you two laughing and joking made me feel really uncomfortable." "You felt uncomfortable? You slept with someone else's wife, and you're still uncomfortable?" my wife said sourly. "I thought you two were doing it too." But I didn't dare say that.

My wife asked me again, "Did you really penetrate her?" I said, "Yes." "Did you put it inside her?" I said, "Of course." "You! I don't even know what to say to you! But it's all my fault for going too far with the joke. I won't allow you to touch her again." I said, "Okay! And I promise!" At this point, I had sex with my classmate's wife, but my classmate didn't penetrate my wife. Actually, besides feeling a little like I got the better end of the deal, I also felt a bit wronged for my old friend.

Later, my wife and I did it again. While we were doing it, my wife asked me a lot of questions about how it felt to do it with her. Afterwards, my wife scolded me: "After you did it with her, you didn't even wash up before going back to your own place." I asked my wife, "Were you behaving yourself when you were massaging him?" My wife said, "I was behaving myself at first, but then he started touching me all over, and when I saw he got hard, I got aroused and secretly put my hand inside his pants. I usually think he's quite strong, but his thing isn't that big, not as big as I imagined, though it was pretty hard. I masturbated for a while, and before you guys left, he ejaculated inside me." My wife then added, "You're shameless!"

The next day, when we met again, my wife was quite outgoing with my classmate, while he seemed a bit shy. When my classmate's wife saw me, she acted as if nothing had happened, but I could see that her face was always slightly flushed. There was a chance encounter between us, and she asked me, "Does your wife know?" I quickly replied, "No." She told me, "My husband doesn't know either; he thought I just sat in your room for a while." I asked her, "Didn't you two do it that night?" "Could I do it with him again? If I did, wouldn't he know everything? But your wife made my husband's penis come out; did your wife tell you?" I said, "No." She chuckled and scolded me, "You bastard!"

After that, we went back to our usual natural interactions, and I believe my wife never had any more ambiguous relationships with other men. However, after this incident, my classmate's wife and I still secretly met several times. My wife later found out, but warned me not to continue, but every time I had contact with her, I had to honestly confess when I got home.

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