[Immigrant Life] Part 3

The town wasn't big, and we quickly found the small hotel, which was only a few stories high. Since I had booked the room, I had to go check in. But we couldn't all go together; imagine if the receptionist saw us, four people in one room, men and women—wouldn't they get all sorts of ideas? Besides, adding someone would cost extra, so we had to sneak in four people. So, my wife and I got out of the car to check in.

Although I don't have eyes in the back of my head, I'm 100% certain that the couple was staring at us from behind. So, I tried to walk as confidently as possible, and my wife tried to walk as gracefully as possible.

We went from the parking lot to the hotel check-in counter, quickly checked in, and the receptionist gave us a small card with the room key card inside.

We went up to the second floor, to our room. The facilities were equivalent to a three-star hotel in China, or even a near-three-star one. But basic amenities like air conditioning and a small refrigerator were all there, along with two beds and a TV. I looked around the small room, imagining a spring night filled with vibrant colors, and my heart started pounding again, I could almost hear it. My wife had already gone to pee and was now looking in the mirror. I said the couple downstairs were getting impatient, we could go out now.

It was only a little past two in the afternoon. Before coming in, we had agreed that since the other two needed to sneak in, they should stay in the car and wait while we checked in, then we'd go out for a stroll.

Since it was still early, our original plan was to explore the town first, not to rush into anything like that.

About fifteen minutes later, we were back in the parking lot downstairs. You couldn't see the parking lot directly from the front desk.

We got in the car, drove out of the hotel, and returned to the town's main road. There was a Pizza Hut nearby, so we decided to eat there. Although we'd been eating non-stop in the car, a proper lunch was still necessary. Once inside, we each chose a train-style seating area, the two couples facing each other. A waitress immediately came to serve us, and we each ordered a medium-sized pizza. Pizza Hut's pizzas are generally quite good.

After the waitress left, both women took off their sunglasses, and we finally got a good look at each other's wives.

At first, I didn't dare look directly at her face; it would make her uncomfortable, shy, and seem like I was lecherous and unrefined. So, I often used my peripheral vision or glanced at her face while talking to her. I didn't know which province she was from; she was very fair-skinned, which I like—a great first impression, just like the way I saw her from the side in the car. She had squinty eyes, which are very sexy. Her nose was delicate and straight, and her lips were upturned, always seeming to be smiling. She wasn't exactly a stunning beauty, but she had a captivating charm. Wow, this guy's wife is amazing! Her straight hair just covered her shoulders, and underneath her white jacket was a purple floral shirt, the collar open, revealing a glimpse of cleavage, whether intentionally or habitually. Ideally, her breasts wouldn't be small; judging from their prominent shape, they were at least a B cup. Below that, nothing was visible, but from the few glances she made as she got out of the car, her legs weren't long, but her hips were large, a curvaceous figure, and her pants were black.

While chatting, I secretly felt smug and hopeful, hoping to thoroughly savor the body encased under that white jacket tonight.

The other woman's man (hereafter referred to as Xiao Si, because his email address ended in 4) was also stealing glances at my woman from time to time. Hmph, he definitely had the same thought; judging from his drooling look, men know men's little tricks best.

The waitress brought the pizza, and everyone was hungry, so we greedily devoured the delicious Western meal with cola. Pizza Hut's pizza is quite good compared to other restaurants of its kind. If we wanted to solve the next problem, we first needed to solve the problem of our stomachs.

After a hearty meal, when paying the bill, I asked the waitress if there was anything fun to do nearby. My English isn't too bad, so I was the one who asked. She had barely spoken English during the trip, so I didn't know her level. But women abroad often have a tendency to show off their English whenever possible, so I figured Xiao Si's English must be terrible.

The waitress said there was a service center nearby where we could ask questions or get some brochures.

Without hesitation, we drove there, and soon arrived at the service center. Next to it was a church, which I didn't pay much attention to, but I guessed it was a Catholic church.

Inside the service center, there was quite a long line of people asking questions. Time was precious, so we didn't want to waste any more time there and quickly grabbed some brochures and got back to the car. We parked in the free parking lot next to the church.

We each had a brochure and looked through them. There really wasn't much to do in the town. There was a lighthouse by the sea with a small path for walking. There was also a craft market. It was already 3:30 pm, getting late, and I wondered if the craft market was about to close.

So we decided to take a stroll by the sea. Since we weren't really there for sightseeing, we wanted a quiet place, somewhere to relax and unwind. This beach and walking path seemed like a good option.

After making up our minds, Xiao Si started the car and, following the guidebook and the printed map of the town, we made our way there. It was only a few streets away, and soon the white lighthouse came into view.

The place was sparsely populated; it probably wasn't whale watching season yet. This beach is mainly for whale watching in the summer, and it wasn't the right season.

We got out of the car and walked towards the beach. The waves gently lapped at the shore, the sun was setting, and a gentle breeze was blowing—it was very romantic.

We embraced our respective women, gazing at the sea, seemingly admiring the scenery. But I wasn't really focused on the scenery; I was more interested in the woman in another man's arms. So I kept stealing glances, imagining countless times in my mind that her clothes were off, wondering what her body looked like underneath, and when the mystery would be revealed. At the same time, I was also wondering how we should begin our operation. Every beginning is difficult.

Everyone was enjoying the sea breeze, very quiet, no one spoke, but you could almost feel the pounding of four hearts. Was this the calm before the storm? But someone had to break the silence. Having had my own experience with this before, and being the older brother, I had to take the lead.

I suggested we take a walk; there was a path nearby. Everyone agreed.

So we headed towards the path, first looking at a sign at the entrance with some information about it, and then followed.

Suddenly, an idea struck me. I said to Xiao Si, "I'm a little thirsty. Wouldn't it be nice to take the grapes out of the car and eat them while we walk?" The grapes were mine, in my bag. I told my wife to go with Xiao Si to get them. Xiao Si readily agreed, and in the instant our eyes met, it seemed like we were exchanging some kind of signal.

Xiao Si was a very cooperative man; I think he understood what I meant, and this was exactly what he wanted.

My wife didn't seem to think much of it and went with Xiao Si to get the grapes.

I said to Xiao Si's wife, "Let's walk a little further ahead; they'll catch up soon." So we walked slowly side by side into the depths of the path. Glancing back, I saw Xiao Si and my wife walking towards their car, and a pang of sadness welled up inside me. Seeing the woman I love walking alongside another man always makes me feel sad. I think this is a reaction all men would have, even someone like me who was about to swap women.

I glanced at the woman beside me out of the corner of my eye, itching to pull her close and make my move, but I couldn't be too abrupt, and I was also a little embarrassed. What should I do? Just as I was pondering this, she suddenly exclaimed, "Hey, this flower is pretty, I want it!" and ran towards a small red flower on a roadside pebble.

In spring, there are many wildflowers by the roadside, but in this area, yellow and white flowers are more common. This red flower was one I had just seen, and it was also larger. I followed her; my intuition told me that this might be a good opportunity. She wanted to reach the flower, but she was a little short. I looked around, because in this country, picking flowers in public places is still not very polite.

Seeing that no one was around, I offered to help her, and without any hesitation, I put my hands on her waist. Surprisingly, she didn't resist, and with my help, she easily picked the small flower. To be honest, her waist wasn't as slender as my wife's, but holding it softly in my hands still made my heart pound, and I didn't want to let go. Unfortunately, the time was too short. After she received the little flower, she stared at it and asked me, "Is it pretty?" My eyes were on the flower, but my real intention was elsewhere. I quickly leaned in from behind and kissed her on the cheek—that's what you call a breakthrough. Ah, the fragrance, a uniquely feminine scent. She turned her head and gave a shy "Eh," immediately pulling her hands away from mine to face me, still asking, "Tell me, is it pretty?" Haha, she was changing the subject, and she wasn't blaming me. It must have been out of shyness; I guess she was accepting me in her heart. I was overjoyed and stared into her eyes, saying, "Pretty!" She didn't dare respond and turned to continue walking.

Just then, I saw Xiao Si and his wife catching up side by side from behind. There was a bend in the road between us, and they had just turned the corner. I wondered if they had seen me kiss Xiao Si's wife. Xiao Si's wife saw Xiao Si, turned around, and ran back, still holding the flower in her hand: "Look, I picked it!" I knew she suddenly ran away to escape the shyness and embarrassment from before.

I was waiting for them to catch up. My wife handed me a bunch of grapes: "Here, have some grapes." I didn't know if anything had happened between Xiao Si and my wife, but they caught up so quickly! Sigh! I guess they haven't made any progress. I told Xiao Si's woman, "Be careful picking flowers here, don't let anyone see you. Hide when there are people around." We walked together, and I tried to find a topic to talk to Xiao Si's woman alone, deliberately slowing my pace. To answer my questions, she had to slow down as well, so we walked a little behind, just following the two in front of us.

Having already held her waist and kissed her cheek, I mustered up the courage to try and hold her hand, but she shook me off. Maybe it was because her man was right next to her, and she wouldn't dare do such a thing. Oh well, we could only walk and talk like this.

We reached a rock and sat down, eating the remaining grapes and chatting idly, occasionally bursting into laughter. We even told some adult jokes, which the ladies didn't seem to mind; in fact, they laughed quite happily. The atmosphere was pleasant. As

evening approached, a few pedestrians passed by, greeting us politely. Some were elderly white couples, others were solo foreign men or women. Unlike the Chinese, who often travel with companions, foreigners are quite capable of independent living.

To passersby, we looked like two sweet couples, but they would never guess that we were actually couples planning to swap partners.

Around 5:30, we discussed whether to go for dinner. The two ladies said they weren't hungry at all; they hadn't even digested the pizza they'd just eaten. The men said we shouldn't go hungry and should go to the supermarket to buy some food so we could eat at the hotel if we got hungry again.

Everyone agreed. It would also save money. Immigrants abroad tend to be frugal, and we were no exception.

So we drove back, passing a small supermarket where we went in and bought some bread and pastries, and especially a few cans of beer. I figured the alcohol would make the woman more relaxed.

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