[Repost] ***'s Success and Failure

I personally find this article authentic and believable. There's very little explicit description of physical intimacy (those who crave excitement will be disappointed). It focuses solely on a personal journey, written in a simple and honest style. I believe you'll find it relatable. Okay, enough rambling, enjoy it! A good article is like a beautiful woman—it needs to be savored and appreciated. [Main Text] Like many families, we are ordinary, happy, and harmonious. I have a beautiful wife and a lovely son. My wife is outstanding—sensible, considerate, and possessing the ideal wife every man dreams of. She's a lady in public, a housewife in the kitchen, and a vixen in bed. My son is handsome, cute, and hardworking in his studies. I also possess all the weaknesses and curiosity of men. When making love with my wife, I fantasize about her being involved in a threesome or a couple swap—just imagining how erotic that scene would be! In November 2010, I stumbled upon the Jiayuan Forum and was very excited, feeling like I'd found my tribe. I quickly registered, looked at other people's wives' photos, and finished them quickly. Not satisfied, I paid for a membership. I also posted two threads myself. I had concerns when posting, because of my family background. Would acquaintances see it? Would it go viral or be reposted? But I was controlled by my own desires. I knew the best way to get attention was to post an original post with a picture of my wife. I browsed all the photos and posts I could see within my permissions and then contacted the closest ones. Sure enough, the post got a lot of attention and replies. A little incident happened: the day after I posted, someone added me and sent me a photo. I was excited to receive a couple's photo from someone for the first time, but then my computer alerted me to a Trojan. This incident made me realize that the forum was a mixed bag, and you really needed a discerning eye to see through the fog. But most people were sincere. Every day, people would add me as a friend. Due to work, I was busy in December 2010 and didn't visit the forum anymore, but I wasn't giving up. In early January, as soon as work slowed down, I went back to the forum every day to look at other people's wives' photos, downloading the ones I liked and adding them on QQ. My planned workflow was to chat first, perhaps exchanging photos, but no video calls. The reason is that I don't think I'm good-looking and I'm afraid of being rejected by the other person's wife. A passionate video call is even more out of the question; if it's recorded and circulated, I don't want to see myself looking like that when I download it. If things go well, we can meet for a meal, then regularly chat, socialize, or travel together. When we become like good friends, everything will fall into place naturally. January 9th was a weekend, and I received a friend request on QQ. The verification was from a friend in our community. We chatted without any reservations, and the more we talked, the more we clicked, discovering we had many things in common. We're about the same age, share similar interests, and even our wives have the same way of reaching orgasm. It felt like we'd known each other forever. He was very polite and knew his boundaries; he didn't interrogate me about my personal information like a policeman. He even proactively sent me photos of himself and his wife, which I was very cautious about. There are so many photos these days; who knows if it's really him? That evening, I talked to my wife and told her I needed to prepare her beforehand. The next afternoon, it was the same QQ number, but the person introduced themselves as the other person's wife. I was suspicious, thinking they were using a different identity to try and extract information from me. However, there were differences in their typing speed and the content of their questions. To verify their authenticity, I asked a question about my private life, which upset them. This was something their husband had told me the day before, but it confirmed their identity. That evening, I continued chatting with the man, showing him my chat history with his wife. He said this was going to ruin things. I wasn't bothered; I joined the forum with a peaceful mindset. If it was suitable, I'd give it a try; if not, making some friends would be good too. Chinese people are quite conservative; matters of the bedroom shouldn't be discussed openly. This forum provides a great platform where we can speak freely and learn from each other. Finally, like many couples, we decided to go our separate ways. I gave him my wife's QQ number, hoping he could verbally provoke her and arouse her desire. My wife knew I frequented the forum and was aware of my ulterior motives. After get off work, I casually told my wife that I'd found a really nice couple and that I'd given them her QQ number. Hearing this, she insisted I was going to do it, telling me firmly, "Forget about it for the rest of your life." I said a bunch of cheesy things I'd never normally say to express my feelings, that I loved her. Finally, she agreed to chat and meet up on QQ that evening. To avoid disturbing her, I went to another room, while she chatted with him alone in the other room. I kept encouraging her. Later, she asked me to join her. She asked many questions, and he answered them very tactfully. Finally, she asked, "If my husband doesn't agree, but I do, can we meet alone?" I was so nervous! My wife said that if he answered no, we could continue; if he agreed, it meant he wasn't playing by the rules and had character issues. I was so anxious, thinking, "Please don't say anything!" He was clever and changed the subject, but my wife wouldn't let it go, insisting he answer. He was silent for a moment, then finally typed three words: "I'm willing." My wife typed three words back: "I'm logging off." My wife looked angry, and I tried to comfort her: "You asked the wrong question at the wrong time. No normal man could refuse." But I felt bad myself; what had I done? Luckily, my wife was resolute. The next day at work, I opened QQ and saw an offline message. He had copied my wife's question and asked me to teach him how to answer. My impression of him completely changed. I quickly told my wife that he had asked for my opinion yesterday, and that he seemed like a decent guy. We two men continued communicating that day. He was very anxious, saying that he and his wife had been fantasizing about meeting for six months, and that they had even gotten a hotel membership card specifically for the meeting, wanting to meet this week. This contradicted my initial intentions; we weren't mentally prepared. He said that if we just chatted like this for six months, nothing would come of it. He suggested meeting, having a meal, going to a hot spring, and if things went well, they'd book a room; if not, they'd go their separate ways. I thought about it and he made sense. I had promised my wife we'd make love tonight; it had been three days, and I was feeling pent up. It seemed I'd have to hold back for another day for tomorrow's meeting. I suggested that the two wives chat that evening. We'd both spoken to each other separately over the past few days, but this depended heavily on my wife's reaction; both wives should communicate beforehand. I told my wife on QQ, and she found it sudden, but perhaps driven by curiosity, she also wanted to meet the other person. With my encouragement, she said if things went well, we could continue; if not, it would just be a polite meal and meeting. My wife reiterated that meeting meant sleeping together, but nothing more. I thought meeting would be a step forward, and if the other person made my wife feel good, we could develop the relationship further. I also told her some details my wife liked. We set a date, and I was incredibly nervous. These past few days, we'd been chatting day and night, neglecting work, exhausted but excited. That evening, the two wives went online as planned. They asked questions, and we typed them for them. They're both respectable women who don't usually use QQ; if they were to type, it would take until dawn. They asked each other some questions, which I won't go into detail about. One of them, my wife asked the other what bra size the other person wore, because my wife's breasts aren't very large, and she's a little insecure about it. The other person answered 38C, which excited me greatly. I've read AV actresses' descriptions; 36D is considered big, 38C... what does that even mean? Just touching her is a pleasure. I dare not even dream of sex. My wife repeatedly emphasizes that she can't bear to see me having sex with other women; she wouldn't be able to handle it. However, I think it's okay if we don't switch partners. That would be a step forward; I need to slowly erase my wife's sense of shame first. If she sees my body, things are bound to go well. On January 13th, the day we met, my wife specially got her hair done and thoughtfully prepared a gift. At work, I was nervous, scared, excited, and expectant; I couldn't do anything. Finally, 4 PM arrived, time to leave. I went home to pick up my wife. I knew she was nervous too, so I tried to reassure her. After driving for a while, I suddenly realized there were traffic restrictions today. I was so excited I forgot everything else and went back to work to get the car and set off again. Driving on Beijing's Fourth Ring Road, the traffic flowed like water, the yellow streetlights illuminating the road ahead. Soft, elegant music played in the car; my only goal was to help my wife relax. When we were almost at our destination, my wife regretted her promise and wanted to turn back. I got angry and said a few words to her: "If you're going to agree, then don't. You have to keep your word. It's not like we're going to eat you." 17:We arrived at the hotel at 50. A phone call confirmed the room had been booked. A waiter led us to the room; the door was open, and the husband greeted us from the front, wife from the back. We greeted each other warmly, while simultaneously sizing each other up. As the other person had described, my wife possessed large, full breasts that would excite men and make women jealous, and her skin was as white as jade and as tender as a baby's. It's rare to see such good skin at 30. We went to the restaurant, each taking a small amount of food, since we weren't really there for the meal. From our conversation, I could tell the other person was nervous, but I wasn't nervous at all when we met. (It was our first time together.) We chatted pleasantly, without any awkward silences or awkward silences. I could sense that the other person was very satisfied with us. My earlier worry that my wife might be silent didn't happen. My wife is usually very polite and poised, but I knew the purpose of this visit, and I was worried she might feel uncomfortable. However, she behaved very well. After eating for a while, she texted to ask when we were leaving. I knew that despite her outward appearance, she still couldn't accept it, but leaving so soon would be impolite. After dinner, we went back to our room. The other person suggested playing cards. My wife looked at me, and I understood what she meant: she was going to leave sooner or later, so I decided to talk to her. I called the man to the bathroom and told him we'd be leaving soon. He was surprised but didn't try to stop us, saying it was okay. We went back to the bedroom and played cards. The loser had to give his wife a deep kiss. We played two rounds. The first time, the husband lost, and he kissed his wife—a long, deep kiss. His wife let out a soft moan. Hearing her moan, my penis became aroused. Her face was flushed, and she looked incredibly beautiful. I thought: after so many years of marriage, I probably wouldn't blush when kissing my husband anymore. He's probably just seeking that kind of thrill. The first time I kissed my wife when we were dating, her lips were soft, and the feeling of my tongue swirling around in her mouth was wonderful. After the kiss, seeing that alluring shyness on her flushed face is still unforgettable. But when I think about what if he were kissing my wife, I feel incredibly sad. We lost the second time, but my wife wouldn't give in. Just then, my mother called to pick up the child. She usually helps us with the baby, but today she happened to have a cold and fever, and we were worried about infecting the child. I thought maybe fate wasn't on our side, so I politely said goodbye. On the way back, my wife suggested we treat them to a meal, since they had spent a lot of money this time, but I refused. It wasn't that I was stingy, but I felt that if we couldn't afford to play along, we shouldn't give them any more room for wishful thinking. My wife softly said, "Honey, do you know? I actually permed my hair for you. I wanted to show you I still have appeal." I couldn't bear to look into my wife's tearful eyes; my heart trembled. When we got home, my mother complained that we were late picking the child up. He had his final exams tomorrow, and he had to go to bed on time. My son also complained in his childish voice that he felt we didn't care about him at all. Yes! Looking at this warm home and our lovely, sensible son, we should settle down. As 30-year-olds, we've witnessed the rapid development and widespread adoption of the internet, the reform and opening up, and the economic boom. Through our own efforts, we've continuously improved our family's quality of life. While our material lives have improved, we've begun to pursue spiritual enjoyment. But as we delve deeper, we realize—the people we care about most have always been by our side. Looking at my sleeping son and wife beside me, I booked ski tickets and tickets for the upcoming "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" movie online. Let our family live a simple life. Here, I sincerely say to those involved: I'm sorry! It was a pleasure to meet you, a very sincere couple. Thank you for your hospitality. I hope you can find a happy way of life. I've carefully checked the post content and believe I haven't revealed your personal information.

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