The scandal that occurred when my wife brought her best friend home

It happened earlier this year, I don't remember the exact date. One day, near the end of the workday, my wife called to say she was bringing her best friend Fang home for dinner and asked me to come home early so I could cook. Fang is my wife's friend, 168cm tall. She's not exceptionally beautiful, but she has a voluptuous figure—large in the right places, small in the right places, long legs, and a beautiful bust. Especially her breasts, so proud and alluring. Fang also loves wearing low-cut tops, which makes me unable to resist glancing at her deep cleavage every time I see her.
Since my wife had asked, and Fang is someone I often fantasize about, I went home without hesitation after work to prepare dinner. I got home first and started making soup. A little while later, the two of them returned from grocery shopping. After greeting them, I took the opportunity to sized up Fang. She was dressed all in black: a blazer and white shirt, buttons undone very low, a short skirt with black stockings and high heels—a complete office lady look. I quickly suppressed my lecherous gaze, afraid my wife would notice.
"Fang, it's been a long time since you've come to visit," I said politely, taking the things and inviting them to the living room to watch TV while I started cooking.
So far, it had been a normal family gathering; Fang wasn't a stranger to my home, and nothing inappropriate had happened between us. However, what happened next turned this ordinary gathering into a scandalous affair teetering on the edge of taboo.
After a while, the food was ready, and I called them to come to the dining room to eat. But they didn't come even after I called twice. I asked, "What are you watching? It's so captivating!" "Don't bother us, it's really exciting," my wife replied. I went to the living room and looked at the screen. Good heavens! It was the movie I had just downloaded, "一路向西" (One Way to the West), right in the middle of the male lead's love scene with his girlfriend…
Apparently, I had forgotten to unplug the hard drive containing the movie from the TV. They had watched TV for a while and got bored, so they wanted to find a movie to watch and pulled out this one.
My wife was watching intently, while Fang, seeing me, looked slightly embarrassed, smiling but saying nothing. I chuckled, "You two are really something, haha, stop watching and hurry up and eat." "You're so tactless, this is getting really exciting!" My wife, on the other hand, was very easygoing and didn't treat Fang like an outsider. I had no choice but to go eat first. The two of them paused the movie a while later, came over to grab some food, and soon Fang was dragged back to the movie by my wife.
I was wondering whether I should go back to the bedroom to surf the internet or go to the living room to watch with them. Then I thought, since the two ladies were so open, what was there for me, a grown man, to be embarrassed about? So I went straight to the living room, sat next to my wife, and started "enjoying" the movie together.
The movie was currently at the scene where the male lead goes to Dongguan for a massage. "Xiao Si" took off her clothes and started giving the male lead an oil massage. Seeing "Xiao Si's" large breasts, I swallowed hard, and my penis started to get hard. At this moment, I couldn't help but compare my breasts to Fang's. I secretly glanced at her and saw that Fang's face was flushed (no wonder she was; even watching this scene made my head spin, let alone an unmarried girl, even though she lived with her boyfriend). Her hands were between her legs, and her legs were rubbing against each other slightly, indicating that she was already wet.
I glanced at my wife; she was also blushing, her attention completely focused on the movie. When I looked back at Fang, I found her looking back at me. Our eyes met, one hard, one wet. The content on TV was still so passionate, and I couldn't help but wonder if something might happen. Fang smiled, seemingly giving me a flirtatious look, though I wondered if I was just imagining things.
The plot continued; the man and woman in the movie had already started making love, and lewd sounds filled the living room. My wife was constantly licking her lips, clearly wanting more. I secretly placed my hand on my wife's thigh and slowly caressed it. She didn't resist, so I slowly moved my hand along the inside of her thigh and rubbed my fingers against her panties, which were already soaking wet. I gently rubbed my fingers against her bra, and my wife clearly enjoyed it, parting her legs slightly to give me space. Fang seemed to have noticed our little actions, but she didn't react, keeping her legs tightly closed and occasionally licking her lips.
Our positions were like this: Fang was sitting on the left side of the sofa, and my wife was between me and Fang. I thought that if I were in my wife's position, Fang probably wouldn't resist if I made some small moves or took advantage of her, since her desire was clearly aroused.
Fang kept glancing at my wife and me, and I saw her left hand was already under her skirt, presumably starting masturbation. And so, on TV, the woman was on top, the man on the bottom… the positions changed, and in the living room, I was comforting my wife, while Fang was comforting herself. The three of us understood each other perfectly…
The movie ended, the end credits rolled, and I reluctantly withdrew my fingers, took a deep breath to compose myself, and then said, “You guys find another movie to watch, I’ll go tidy up in the kitchen.” Fang hurriedly said, “You’ve already cooked, how can I let you wash the dishes? I’ll go.”
“It’s okay, let him go, it’s his job,” my wife said with a smile, putting on airs.
“I’ll go, I’ll go,” Fang got up and went to the kitchen. I figured she wanted to use washing dishes as an excuse to do something else by herself, so a wicked thought crossed my mind, and I followed her, saying, “How can we let a guest wash the dishes?”
Once in the kitchen, the two of us started washing dishes and tidying up the utensils together. I heard the TV coming on outside; I guessed my wife had started watching it. She probably wouldn’t come over anytime soon, so I started tentatively making some physical contact with Fang, brushing my arm against her chest and my thigh against her buttocks. She didn’t flinch, so I became bolder. A hand gently moved to her buttocks, gradually increasing pressure; the feel was wonderful, so firm. Fang's breathing became noticeably heavier; she kept her head down, focused on washing the dishes, letting me tease her.
My hand slid down her skirt, lightly touching her private parts from behind; they were quite wet. Just as I was about to go further, she finished washing all the dishes, straightened up, and walked away from me. I hesitated terribly, wondering if I should pull her along and continue caressing her, but with my wife in the living room, I didn't dare to be too forward, so I followed Fang out.
The atmosphere gradually returned to normal, and we chatted and laughed until it was late. After seeing Fang off, I pulled my wife to the sofa and we started making love. My wife was also impatient and quickly reached orgasm.
Afterwards, I asked her if she was ashamed to watch porn with her best friend. My wife said she initially found it quite fun, but as the plot became more and more stimulating, she became a little embarrassed, but she still wanted to watch and wanted me to continue caressing her.
The romantic night ended just like that, leaving a lingering feeling, like that line from the movie "一路向西" (One Way to the West): "She touched me with a touch that felt like Arsenal, constantly hesitating and pushing around on the edge of the penalty area." At that moment in the kitchen, Fang and I were pacing on the edge of the penalty area, but ultimately we couldn't find the final shot.
The romantic night ended just like that, leaving a lingering feeling, like that line from the movie "一路向西" (One Way to the West): "She touched me with a touch that felt like Arsenal, constantly hesitating and pushing around on the edge of the penalty area." At that moment in the kitchen, Fang and I were pacing on the edge of the penalty area, but ultimately we couldn't find the final shot.

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