Netizens have called it a textbook example of "Exchange".

First of all, let me clarify that
it's been a week since the article was reposted, but the lewd and stimulating images keep replaying in my mind, and my husband feels the same way. He made me write a memoir, and I even had an orgasm while writing it. Although I'm a graduate student, I'm not confident in my writing skills, especially since this was my first time writing something like this. Thankfully, my husband revised it, and I finally got the final draft to share with everyone, haha.
I'm 31 years old this year, petite and delicate, only 156cm tall, and my weight has always been between 90-95kg. Fortunately, my female characteristics are pretty good; in my husband's words, I have broad shoulders, a small waist, and a big butt. It would be perfect if my waist and legs were a little longer. My husband has been doing my threesome for several years now. At first, I thought he was crazy, but later I understood that he might actually be doing it for my own good. But I've always felt that my husband is good enough and doesn't need any extra stimulation. This year, my husband took me to a few couples' dating forums, and I would occasionally look at the stories and photos there, but I never thought that these things would actually happen to me. At the end of the year, my husband and I are going to Phuket. I promised him that we would have a SPA with the opposite sex, and I agreed to take off my clothes in front of other men and be half-naked on the beach. But I think that's abroad, where we won't run into acquaintances or cause trouble. In China, at most, I can only accept traditional Chinese medicine massage with the opposite sex. Although I have fantasized about threesomes and swapping, I really can't do it. I can't accept it because of all the considerations.
However, the Mayan doomsday prophecy changed everything... On December 20, 2012, amidst various doomsday promotions and events, my husband suddenly asked me again:
"Honey, tomorrow is the end of the world. How about I find a single man for a threesome with you? If it really happens, we won't do it. If it doesn't, we'll try it."
Without thinking, I blurted out, "Sure, let's find a couple. You haven't slept with any other woman in all these years we've been married. You lewd guy, I want to see how you do it with other women. You always say you love me, but I'll let you do something to betray me in front of me, humph!"
My husband immediately said, "Honey, you want to see me sleep with other women? Forget it, you'll get jealous. Besides, I just feel like I can't satisfy you alone, and I can't give you a sandwich experience, so I wanted to find a man."
I got angry: "You actually did it? You really want me to be jealous?!" My husband quickly came over to comfort me, saying he was doing it for my own good. Hehe, I love seeing my husband like that. After my anger subsided, seeing my husband's obedient demeanor made me feel truly happy.
Since having a child, we only let the baby sleep with my mother-in-law on Friday nights. Our reason is that we've been busy all week and need a night's rest, but more importantly, we want to be able to make love without the baby's interference. Thinking about making love with my husband again tomorrow night, I suggested we stop staying at home. If the world doesn't end, we'll have a good time. My husband was happy to hear that. Then my teasing curiosity kicked in again, so I told my husband to find a couple. The conditions were that they hadn't contacted each other before, they had to be a married couple, around our age, and also a virgin. They had to bring their ID cards and marriage certificates to prove they were indeed a couple. They also had to contact each other now through online forums. If we found someone, we couldn't exchange phone numbers or show photos. We'd arrange a meeting place. If they agreed, we'd see if we could actually meet. If we were destined to meet, we'd see if we were satisfied with each other. If we were, we could try having sex without switching partners.
I thought to myself that this was putting my husband in a really tough spot. I'd seen that most of the people on the forum were single men; couples were either very experienced, or it was difficult for first-timers to actually try it out. Besides, even if we could connect with a couple, they'd probably think it was fake and wouldn't agree without exchanging phone numbers. After coming up with an idea, my husband wasn't too desperate. He said, "Okay, let's go to a sauna tomorrow night. If we can't get a match, I can find you a male massage therapist, but you have to get an oil massage and be naked." I readily agreed and started dreaming about my first full-body oil massage on this doomsday night.
Then my husband and I went to the forum, browsing posts and looking for people. We searched for members based on criteria: couples, located in Beijing (because it's impossible for someone from out of town to come temporarily), aged 25-35. If we saw someone online with a QQ number, and their height seemed similar to ours, my husband would add them on QQ. The conditions for accepting were: doomsday rebirth, and no switching partners. I got accepted quickly, but after chatting, they were mostly single men or asking for photos. Half an hour later, I got bored. My husband hugged me and said, "Tomorrow we absolutely have to take our clothes off and get an oil massage!"
Just then, QQ sent another system message with a dolphin flashing – someone had accepted my request.
"Hello,"
my husband said. "Hello."
"This is our first time. Have you had any experience?"
My husband replied, "It's our first time too, so we want to have sex without switching partners."
"We also want to have sex without switching partners first, but we don't want to show you photos first. Will you still go?"
My husband said, "We don't want to give you photos first, and we don't want to exchange phone numbers. Will you still go?" My husband looked at me, and I felt my heart race.
"Sure, if we decide not to go at the last minute and make you wait, don't blame us."
Husband: "No problem, let's arrange a place. We want to go to a sauna, we can meet at the buffet restaurant, and if it's not suitable, we'll just say goodbye. What do you guys think?"
"Okay, let's go to a bathhouse."
Husband: "Great, how about the XXX Club near Lianxiang Bridge? Let's meet at the buffet restaurant, and if we're satisfied, we can go to a hotel." My husband looked at me again, and I felt a little hot.
"Sure, I know that place, it's brightly lit at night. I've never been inside, is it expensive?"
Husband: "I called and asked. I went there a few years ago. We are male 34, 174/74, female 31, 156/94. What about you?"
"Male 30, 175/72, female 29, 160/98." My husband looked at me again and asked if I was satisfied. I said, "We're not changing, what's there to be satisfied or not satisfied with?" My husband said, "I need to see their bodies, are you satisfied with their height and weight?" I said, "What's the use? I also need to see their looks."
Husband: "Okay, see you tomorrow then. Also, to prove we're husband and wife, remember to bring your marriage certificate."
"No problem, see you tomorrow!"
Husband: "Okay, we should be at the buffet around 7 pm."
"Okay, if you can't find it when we get there, contact me via QQ. We're logging off now, bye."
Husband: "Okay, bye."
... My husband looked at me and said, "Honey, are we going again?" "Why not? If we go and don't want to, we can just ignore them and go to sleep!" But I couldn't fall asleep for a long time that night.
The Mayan prophecy was ultimately proven to be just a legend, but our first experience of couples meeting was gradually unfolding. All day at work, I kept thinking about whether or not we should meet, but I always felt that the other person wasn't serious. And to prevent my husband from continuing to communicate via QQ, I changed the password for this special QQ account, but after a whole day, the other person didn't say anything.
After work, I took the company shuttle bus. When the shuttle bus arrived, my husband had already driven to pick me up. After getting in the car, my husband first asked if I had chatted on QQ again. I said that the other person hadn't said anything all day, so I guessed it wasn't serious. My husband wasn't disappointed and said that was perfect timing for me to get an oil massage, hehe. We arrived at the XXX Business Club quickly. My husband and I changed into slippers, got the keys, and went to the men's and women's shower areas separately. While showering, I wondered if the other person would actually come. While washing my genitals, I started masturbating. Hehe, after washing my genitals very carefully, I thought that I might have a man give me a full-body oil massage later. My husband had said that the masseuse might insert his fingers into my anus during the oil massage, so I also used my fingers with shower gel to carefully wash my anus. While showering, I also looked for women who were about 160cm tall, weighed over 90 pounds, and were 28 or 29 years old. I saw several, but I felt that they were not the other person.
When I was changing into my yukata, the waiter handed me disposable paper underwear, but I didn't wear it. My husband insisted, saying that way the masseuse would know what was going on when she took off my pants. Just thinking about it made me excited, so I went to the buffet restaurant wearing only my yukata, without anything underneath. Since it was my first time there, the buffet felt very luxurious. There was even a handsome guy playing the piano. My husband had already arrived and found a seat towards the back. After we sat down, he asked me to check if the other person was online on QQ. I took out my phone and checked—no. We started eating, trying all the delicious food until we were about 80% full. Then we got some fruit and sat down. It was crowded, and it was already 8 pm. My husband said he'd go book an oil massage first, and I said okay. Suddenly, my phone vibrated. I took it out and felt a surge of excitement and nervousness—the other person was online.
"We're here! Are you here yet?"
I showed my phone to my husband, my hands trembling so much I could barely type. My husband took the phone and said he'd come.
My husband typed, "We're almost finished eating. We thought you weren't coming since you hadn't been online." He didn't send it immediately, but asked for my opinion first. "Should we send it like this?" I nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and uncertainty. He pressed send.
We nervously waited for a reply on QQ. "Really? We're finished eating too. We've been looking for you guys for ages, but there are so many people, I can't tell, haha," came the message.
My husband and I looked at each other, then looked around. He said, "Don't move, you'll give us away." I was so excited; my heart was pounding. My husband asked for my opinion, and I said, "Whatever you say." He asked, "So, are you going to meet them?" I still said, "Whatever you say." Actually, I was more curious to see what kind of people they were. My husband said, "Okay, let's look for them." He looked up and slowly searched, and I did the same. We were looking for a table with one man and one woman. This couple? This couple? Finally, we spotted a couple nearby, a man and a woman, staring at their phones on the table, glancing around every now and then. Afraid of making eye contact, I looked away at the watermelon on the table and said to my husband, "Maybe it's that couple?" He glanced over furtively and said, "If it really is them, they're quite good-looking, don't you think?" I looked up again, and this time my eyes met the woman's. Startled, I quickly looked down, but she also avoided my gaze. My husband said it seemed to be them; they probably recognized us too.
Just then, another QQ message popped up: "Is it you?"
We looked at our phones, and when we looked at them again, all four of us made eye contact. My husband took my hand and said, "Don't be afraid, don't look like cowards." Seeing that the two were holding hands, he said, "Let's be proactive and go over." I said no. The two seemed to be talking to each other, probably discussing whether to come over. Then the woman waved at us, and the man waved back. My husband asked, "What should we do? Should we acknowledge them?" I said I'd listen to you, and my husband waved to them too. Then the two of them stood up, held hands, and walked over to our table. The woman seemed a little embarrassed and stepped back slightly.
From now on, I'll refer to the man as Mr. Ma and the woman as Mrs. Ma.
Mr. Ma spoke first: "Hello, my wife and I were guessing it might be you, but you were just eating and not looking around, so we thought it wasn't you. Turns out it really is you."
My husband had them sit down at a four-person table, the two men facing each other, and the two women facing each other. I secretly observed the woman; she was fairer than me, had medium-length hair, and was quite pretty. After our eyes met, she smiled at me, and I thought I shouldn't seem too shy, so I smiled back.
Then my husband spoke: "So, are you satisfied with us? Hehe," this guy got straight to the point.
Mr. Ma said, "We're satisfied. If we weren't, we wouldn't have come. How do you treat us?" My husband threw the topic to me, and I said, "I think it's pretty good, it's just..." I didn't know what to say next. Mr. Ma said, "We've always wanted to see what real people who want to play this kind of game are like. It doesn't necessarily have to be intimate. Chatting together is also nice. Anyway, my wife is already very excited, right, honey?" Mrs. Ma chimed in, "Go away."

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