I helped a friend actually develop a married woman.

I met this guy in a couples' chat group. Because I was quite talkative in the group, often sharing my opinions on various topics, he proactively added me, asking if I could "train" his wife. I asked him what he meant by "train," and he said he would help me get his wife to meet me and go on dates with me. I didn't agree immediately. I asked about his wife's basic information. According to him, his wife was the type who could do almost anything at home and would agree to almost anything he wanted. I thought this had potential. Then he proactively sent me many photos of his wife. I saw she was about 1.6 meters tall, of average build, with a pretty face, long hair, thick eyebrows, and fair skin. Her most distinctive features were her full lips and large breasts.
After getting the basic information, I felt this was a good chance. The next step was how to start a conversation with his wife. That was too easy. He told me about his family, and when his wife wasn't looking, he opened the "People Attachment" feature, and I easily added him. After adding her, I didn't say anything initially. Two days later, I started liking and commenting on her posts on WeChat Moments. She then messaged me asking who I was and how I ended up in her Moments. I said I found her through a nearby search. She gave me a clue: maybe her son added me while playing on her phone. We didn't chat much the first time because she said she had to go take care of her son. That ended our first conversation. The guy saw his wife put down her phone and asked me how the chat went. I said we didn't talk much the first time, just that I was taking care of her son. He asked me to send him screenshots of the chat. Since I was talking to someone else's wife, of course I agreed. I sent him everything. She seemed very excited, saying I was progressing too slowly. She wanted me to speed things up and asked for pictures of her wife in lingerie next time we chatted. I didn't agree to that. I told her that wouldn't work; it would scare her. We had to take it step by step, not rush it.
The second chat was with me from his wife. This guy happened to be at work, and we talked more during the second chat. His wife is actually very talkative and has a lot to say. We started by talking about children, since my son is younger than hers, and we had a lot in common. When we got to the point, I intentionally steered the conversation towards marital matters. I remember clearly saying that pregnancy can be tough and you have to be patient, which I thought was a rather subtle way of putting it. She directly replied that it wasn't necessary, just be careful in the early stages and closer to delivery. She said it's fine to do it anytime, they've been doing it all the time without any problems, just don't be too rough. Then we started talking about those things. She said she and her husband had dated someone before, and her husband knew about it. During sex, her husband often asked her about her ex-boyfriend, and she basically told him everything. Her husband knew all about it. He always seemed very excited and vigorous, so she was happy to tell him these things to stimulate him, sometimes true, sometimes fabricated. Her husband had also told her to go out and have affairs, but she refused. She felt her husband didn't love her anymore.
So I told her that she didn't understand men's minds. At this point, the man didn't seem to dislike her; on the contrary, he loved her very much. He knew they were truly in love, and nothing could damage their relationship. He just felt he sometimes couldn't meet her needs and wanted her to be happier, which is why he told her these things. Of course, there was a lot of conversation involved, but that's the gist of it. My approach was to first give her a sense of security, which I think is very important. For example, I explained to her that her husband truly loved her. During our conversations, I never made any unreasonable requests, such as asking for photos, phone numbers, or inquiring about personal matters. Every request came voluntarily from her with my guidance. She told me I was different from other men; those men would immediately ask all sorts of questions, want photos, phone numbers, and arrange meetings. This was a good start.
Later, that guy asked me about the situation, and I told him about the progress. My friend kept thinking I wasn't getting to the point, asking why I didn't ask her out or ask for private photos. I felt the timing wasn't right. I couldn't be rash. He still wanted to see our conversations, and I gave them to him.
I told him, "Dude, your method is absolutely not going to work. You'll scare your wife. I think your wife is doing great, and things are going smoothly. Don't rush things, listen to me." He asked if I was confident. I said I was absolutely confident after talking so far. But you need to cooperate. He said, "How do you want me to cooperate?" Clearly, he was more anxious than I was. I said, "It's not the right time yet. I'll tell you when the time is right." He agreed, but reminded me to speed things up and not let his wife lose interest. Several attempts had failed before. If I failed again, she would give up.
For the next few days, we chatted while he was at work, starting with normal topics and gradually shifting to sensitive ones. When things reached a certain point, I changed the subject. About a week later, I told him how to create an opportunity for us to meet. He was at a loss and asked me for advice. I said, "Try to fix your computer, and then I'll find a way to tell your wife I'll go get it repaired." He asked me what was wrong. His computer was a desktop with an external wireless network card. I told him to uninstall the wireless card driver, and that's why he couldn't connect to the internet. This is something a woman can't do, but he secretly helped me. Two
days later, she said it was strange; the computer worked fine a few days ago, but now she couldn't connect. I told her to ask her husband if he could fix it. After a while, she said she had asked her husband. He didn't know either, and said he'd take it to a computer repair shop. At this point, I said, "Why don't I go take a look? I'm going to meet a client today. I can go directly to the client's place after I've finished getting ready for you." She said that wouldn't be good, that I should go all the way there. I said it was no trouble at all. The child was at school. Her husband wasn't home. I explained that going to the client's place was just a way of giving her a psychological boost; I was just helping out and would leave. I had other things to do. Her house was almost an hour from my workplace. When I arrived, I saw she was wearing a nightgown and had her bra on. However, her skirt still revealed her underwear. She led me to their bedroom. I was looking at the computer, and she poured me some water. Then she stood beside me watching me tidy up. I pretended to work on it for a while and asked her to find some driver disks. After installing the drivers, I told her the reason: there was a problem with the drivers, which I fixed. Then I told her what to do next. She leaned over and sat on the computer, her breasts drooping down so I could see her stomach. I glanced at her deliberately, and she noticed. She stood up a little embarrassed. I said, "Wow, so big! No wonder your husband can't live without you." She asked me if my wife's were bigger. I said my wife's weren't as big as hers. She asked me how big my wife's were. I stood up, looked at her breasts, and pointed at them while saying, "So big!" At this point, I was already close to her. She said, "You're so annoying!" I knew this was the perfect opportunity; missing it would be awkward if I tried again later. So I went over and gently hugged her. She tried to push me away, but it was just symbolic, because she didn't push me very hard. At this point, I knew I had succeeded. I won't go into details about what happened next. Everyone knows what happened. After it was over, I understood. Her skills were truly impressive, no exaggeration. Especially the part where she squirted. Of course, I got praised too. They said my technique was better than her husband's, especially my penis, and that I was more considerate and gentle in bed.
Afterwards, I told my buddy, who seemed a little confused, asking, "You slept together so quickly?" I sheepishly said, "Dude, did I move too fast?" He said no, it was just different from what he imagined. He was thinking of taking nude photos of his wife first, then meeting her in person. After I told him what happened, he seemed incredibly excited, saying he couldn't help but masturbate while I was telling him.

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