Because of love—we chose to be a trio!!! (Repost)

My wife and I have unknowingly spent over ten years together. The passion that once ignited between us with vows of eternal love has slowly faded with time. What remains between us is a deep, genuine affection, forged through shared joys and sorrows. The relative stability of our family and careers has brought a peaceful family life. Occasionally, in our leisure time, my wife and I feel a sense of wistfulness and uncertainty about the future. Is our marriage truly destined to languish in the monotony of daily life as we grow old? Has she reached the end of her life? My wife is already in her thirties, and the passage of time hasn't completely washed away the allure that once stirred my passions in her youth. Her gentle voice and delicate figure remain unchanged in her thirties. My feelings for her have deepened with the years, like a fine wine aged in a wine cellar, its aroma becoming more mellow with time.
I can still sense her
inner desire for passion in sex, and as her husband, I feel a great deal of guilt for my wife's shortcomings in that area. I know that as a proper husband... Most people have physiological desires in that area. Because of my work, I have many choices and channels for expression in that area. However, my wife, as a woman, can only bury those desires deep in her heart and suffer the awkwardness alone. In order to let my wife feel my love, and to make up for the pleasures I can enjoy that she cannot, after careful consideration, I finally took action... I
never had any thoughts about the concept of swapping partners. I don't deny that some friends have such thoughts, but I'm just not interested. I wanted to give my wife a happy experience. In the end, I chose a threesome because this way my wife could better feel the love of her husband... After observing and getting to know me for a period of time, I chose a man as our joint choice. Countless times, my wife and I communicated before making this decision. Her transition from initial rejection to hesitation to acceptance was a slow process, a gradual opening up and resolving her inner conflicts. After we reached a consensus, I finally extended an invitation to the man we both agreed to... -
It was a young man (let's call him Little Brother). During our dinner, Little Brother's politeness, straightforwardness, and sincerity touched my wife and me. Our last bit of defensiveness and hesitation vanished, and my wife's face showed approval. After a brief meal, we went to the room we had booked.
Little Brother had even bought a bottle of red wine to lighten the mood. After some simple pleasantries, we opened up and enjoyed the wine. A relaxed atmosphere filled the three of us. Seeing a blush creeping onto my wife's face, I first told her and Little Brother to shower. After a moment of hesitation, Little Brother, understanding the situation, took her hand and offered to help her shower. My wife shyly lowered her head and went into the bathroom with Little Brother. I casually watched TV, a mix of indescribable feelings welling up inside me, mostly a desire to hear the sounds coming from the bathroom. After a long, inexplicable anticipation, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. I imagined... The scene in the bathroom... A moment later, I heard my wife's familiar moans coming from the bathroom. For some reason, I felt a surge of lust, and my lower body started to react. Unable to resist, I went to the bathroom. The door wasn't closed, and I gently pushed it open a crack... Wow!!!!!! I felt the blood rush to my head. My penis was massaging my wife's breasts, and she was closed-eyed, completely absorbed in the sensation. I saw one of her hands was still holding my penis. I watched as she looked up, her lips slightly parted, seemingly lost in pleasure... A moment later, my wife squatted down, bringing her lips closer to my penis. My primal instincts were also stimulating me. I took off my clothes and went into the bathroom. My wife was probably completely relaxed; her usual shyness was gone. She showed no surprise at my sudden arrival; on the contrary, she seemed to anticipate it... My penis and I began working on my wife's sensitive areas... rinsing... My wife also showed a strong desire for our bodies, tightly gripping my and my younger brother's penises as if they were something she was entitled to. I didn't have the mind to ponder my wife's feelings; driven by sexual instinct, my younger brother and I led her to the large bed. My younger brother politely told me to go first, and I readily began to work on my wife's body. When I entered her, I found even more love juice flowing from her vagina. My younger brother then focused his "work" on her upper body, occasionally exploring her sensitive spots with his fingers in sync with my movements. My wife, completely stimulated by the waves of desire, writhed her soft body, her deep moans growing louder with our movements. I felt myself approaching and
signaled my younger brother to go in. His penis was rather large, and perhaps to accommodate our feelings, he had tried to hold back for a while, making it appear even thicker. When my younger brother entered my wife's body... I noticed my wife let out a long sigh, as if a long-awaited request had finally been answered. Under the thrusts of my younger brother, she actually tried to lift her lower body to respond to his thrusts. With each thrust, I heard the sounds of my wife's juices rubbing against my brother's penis, and my own lust was reignited. I sucked on my wife's familiar yet now strange nipple... We cooperated, each taking what we wanted.
The room was filled with my wife's moans and the sounds of thrusting into her... I don't know how many times we did it, but my younger brother ran out of condoms. Luckily, we had brought a few too. The intercourse continued. When my wife let out a scream, I also satisfied my desires on her body, and my younger brother climaxed in her mouth. The three of us achieved our different goals together... After showering again, my wife and I got dressed and left the hotel with my younger brother seeing us off. We didn't speak the whole way, a little awkward, and also a bit still reflecting on what had just happened. I focused on driving, and suddenly my wife rested her head on my shoulder, closed her eyes, and said to me, "
Honey, I love you." In that instant, I noticed tears welling up in her eyes. A wave of relief washed over me, and I thought to myself, "Wife, I love you too!!!!!!!!!"

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