Charming married woman's colorful sexual journey - a life without regrets 2

Many years ago, on a Saturday, my wife and I were taking a nap at home when Z, a young man from her company, came over. Z was a college graduate assigned to my wife's workplace; he didn't have a girlfriend yet and worked alone.

My wife felt sorry for him because his parents lived in another city, and she often took care of him, occasionally inviting him over for dinner. Z and I were quite familiar with each other.
My wife suggested he stay for dinner and went to the kitchen to wash fruit.
Z and I watched TV. I sat on the long sofa, and Z sat on the short sofa.
We flipped through a few channels, but nothing seemed interesting.
The afternoon sun streamed into the living room, making it feel a bit hot. The air conditioner was on, blowing out a cool breeze that made us feel lazy yet also stirred up some desire.
Suddenly, I remembered something and suggested to Z that we watch a DVD. Before he could answer, I turned on the DVD; it was an adult film, the kind with two men having sex. Z seemed embarrassed at first, but gradually became engrossed in the content. My wife washed the fruit and brought it over, sitting down next to me. She glanced at the TV screen, opened her mouth as if to say something, then fell silent, smiled, and started peeling the fruit.
My wife and I had watched the movie many times, sometimes even making love while watching; she said it was very exciting. Today, perhaps because there were other people around, she seemed a little embarrassed, a youthful shyness on her face. Little Z, on the other hand, didn't notice these details, watching intently. My wife likes Little Z, often telling me how clean he is, how innocent and lively he is, how sweet-talking he is, always calling me "Auntie," and even saying she'd introduce him to a girlfriend. Perhaps because of this affection, my wife didn't object to me watching the movie with Little Z.
The movie was long, with constantly changing characters, various techniques, and accompanied by heart-pounding gasps and shouts. My wife peeled an apple for Little Z and me, quietly placing them on the coffee table, then silently watched TV as well. I asked Little Z if he had ever had sex. Little Z shook his head. "Want to?" Xiao Z smiled shyly. My wife patted me.
The three of us remained silent, staring at the busy men and women on TV. The only sound in the room was their slightly rapid breathing…
As we watched, my wife gradually moved closer to me and grabbed my hand. I thought she was feeling something, so I pulled her into my arms. My wife was only wearing a thin cotton nightgown, and I could feel her heavy breathing and the rise and fall of her nipples. My penis was already hard. I gently stroked my wife's lower abdomen, slowly slipping my hand under her skirt.
Surprisingly, she was naked. My wife likes to sleep naked; she must have been in a hurry and hadn't had time to put on underwear. My wife is the kind of woman with very thick pubic hair, which feels wonderful to touch. Whenever I touch it, my wife closes her eyes slightly, trying not to make a sound—more effective than a key opening a lock. Amidst my wife's intermittent moans, I continued to rub her little thing that drove her wild, occasionally slipping a finger inside to tease it.

My wife, probably because of her penis, was trying to suppress her reaction, minimizing any loud noises, though her lower body was already awash in moisture. I leaned down and, through her nightgown, took her nipple in my mouth. My wife let out a long breath and completely collapsed into my arms.
…I know my wife's sensitive spots; normally, just touching them would make her immediately moan and whimper, and today, with the added stimulation of porn, she couldn't care less about her penis and could only let me do as I pleased.
My wife and I have always had a good sex life. In earlier years, I had a very strong libido and we did it almost every day. Although my wife was somewhat passive, she enjoyed it. Knowing my strong desires, she was very tolerant of me. She never refused anything I did. Our lovemaking left its mark on the bed, the floor, the living room, the bathtub, the balcony, the car, and even outdoors—a tapestry of intimacy, a tapestry of countless techniques.

My wife was breastfeeding and her energy was low, so we didn't have sex as much. I ended up having sex with a few girls at work. When she found out, she just said to be careful not to cause trouble, which made me feel incredibly ashamed.
However, as I've gotten older, my mental and physical health has changed significantly, and I've gradually started to feel less capable, which contrasts with my wife's increasingly strong desires in this area. Especially after our child started boarding school, my wife had more free time, and with just the two of us, undisturbed, her desires have grown stronger. Even the slightest touch to her sensitive areas triggers a strong reaction, like a wolf in sheep's clothing. My wife hasn't expressed any dissatisfaction, but I rarely see her fully satisfied. She often suffers afterward, struggling with herself for a long time until she's exhausted.

Actually, I'm very attentive to my wife's feelings and try to last as long as possible, not just finishing quickly, but the intensity and hardness are far less than before, and we only come again every ten days or so, leaving my wife feeling somewhat unsatisfied. Sometimes she masturbates, but she doesn't want me to see, afraid of putting pressure on me.
The more she craves it, the more she wants it, and the more she craves it, the more unsatisfied she becomes.
To make my wife feel better, I would say some crude things about sex while we were doing it, to arouse both of us. When I couldn't take it anymore, I would tell her to let other men come, and I would name a few of her favorite NBA players. At this point, she didn't object; she would even say, "Okay, come on, come on." I would also tell her about the sex games described in online posts, talking about threesomes, which she found exciting and fun. Sometimes I would casually suggest trying it out. My wife would say, "As long as you're happy, I... I'll treat other people like you." But these kinds of conversations were only made during sex, when the mood was right; she didn't take them seriously.
My wife is very special; when she's in the mood, she's very uninhibited. She agrees with whatever I do or say and likes it. After we're done, my wife is like a different person. She won't allow me to say anything inappropriate that I said during sex; she's very disgusted, it's an instinctive disgust.

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