A conservative wife? 5

Since the last event, Brother Hua has invited us several more times; I've gone from being nervous and embarrassed at first to just feeling excited. Two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and it's time to go back. I originally planned to go back tomorrow, but then I remembered it's Saturday, and my wife has the day off. I thought I'd go back early and have some fun with her tonight. It's been two months, and I figured she'd miss it. Sleeping in a little tomorrow wouldn't hurt; the high-speed train only takes an hour to get to our county. So I booked a ticket for 5:30 PM. Because I hadn't notified her in advance, my wife wasn't home when I arrived. I called her for a long time before she answered. I told her I was back and asked when she would be back. She was clearly surprised, saying she had just arrived in the provincial capital and wanted to surprise me. I regretted not calling her beforehand, but I was still happy; we both cared about each other. My wife on the other end of the phone said she'd check if there were any trains back, and if not, she'd come back tomorrow morning. I said that was the only option. After hanging up, I checked the tickets; the last train was already half an hour past. A little while later, my wife sent a WeChat message saying there were no more trains, and she'd be back tomorrow morning! I asked her to find a nice hotel nearby, and she agreed, telling me not to cook and to eat out. There was little hope left with my wife. While eating, I texted Brother Chen to let him know I was back. A while later, Brother Chen called back, telling me I had an event that night and asking if I wanted to go. Thinking I'd be home alone with nothing to do, I asked him to send me the location. When I arrived, Brother Chen was waiting for me by the roadside and led me inside. It was a small karaoke bar, the innermost room on the second floor. Pushing open the door, I found a woman singing inside. She waved to me, and everyone greeted me warmly. I returned the greeting with a bow. Looking around, there were four women and seven men including myself. I didn't recognize anyone except Sister Ya. I sat down and had a few drinks with them. After the song ended, the woman who had sung sat down next to me and had a drink with me, saying I could just call her Amin. Sister Ya joked with her, saying she was so eager to see the new handsome guy. Amin boldly put her arm around my arm and replied, "So what if I am? He's my type tonight." Around 11 PM, everyone went their separate ways. Brother Chen and Sister Ya went home, and I went to the karaoke bar with Amin. I asked her where she was going, and she said her husband was away on a business trip. She asked if I dared to go to her place. I was a little tempted but still refused. We found a hotel, and as soon as we went in, Amin started clinging to me. She unzipped my pants and gave me oral sex right by the door. Seeing how eager she was, I asked her if she hadn't had sex in a long time. She said no, she just had a very high sex drive. When I penetrated her, she asked if I was tight. I nodded and worked hard with thrusting. She moaned loudly. After about ten minutes, she said she had taken some medication and told me to ejaculate inside her. After we finished, I entered "saint mode." During our conversation, I learned that her husband didn't know she was out having fun. He was often away on business trips, had other women, and didn't pay any attention to her. They just went their separate ways. I asked her if she wasn't afraid of running into acquaintances in such a small town. She said they were all people in the same circle, and there weren't many people doing it here. She only knew about five couples, and she was the only single woman like herself. She added that the couples who frequented the area usually went to the provincial capital, where there were more people and a larger circle. I asked her if Brother Chen and Sister Ya often went there. She said Brother Chen and his wife, along with a civil servant couple, frequently went to the provincial capital. Brother Chen usually attended local gatherings, but those within the system were probably a bit hesitant. She had only gone with them once, also in the provincial capital. She said if she went with them again, she'd invite me, as the women were very curvy and she wanted me to try them out. I could sense a hint of jealousy in her voice. I asked if she was going home tonight. She said why go home alone when she had a man to hold her? She asked how long she'd been doing it, and I said I'd done it a few times in the provincial capital, but this was my first time back home. She asked if it was with Brother Chen and Brother Hua and his wife. Seeing my surprised expression, she said Sister Ya told her, adding that I'd been doing it for half an hour and still hadn't ejaculated! I was speechless. That time, Brother Hua's wife was indeed...unsatisfactory; she couldn't ejaculate at all. She got more and more excited as she talked, saying that when she went to the provincial capital with Brother Chen and Sister Ya, she also hung out with Brother Hua and his friends. Brother Hua made that female civil servant squirt so hard it was over a meter high; I said that was probably pee! She said anyway, she squirted a lot of water, the sheets were completely wet except for the four corners. She seemed gentle and quiet on the surface, but she was actually a slut, and she was newly married. I laughed and said, "You know about newly married women?" She told me that newly married women are always inseparable, but after a while, they don't even hold hands when they walk. That civil servant couple always held hands and hugged each other, smiling sweetly. I thought about it and realized that it was true. When I first got married to my wife, we always held hands when we walked. I don't even know when it was the last time I held hands. Listening to Amin's rambling, I drifted off to sleep. The next day, I woke up and saw that it was almost 8 o'clock. I was so scared that I quickly got up and got dressed. Amin said, "Are you still half asleep? It's the weekend, why are you in such a hurry? I want to do it again." I didn't tell my wife I was coming back; I just made an excuse about working overtime and rushed home. When I opened the door, she wasn't home yet. I called my boss to report on work, and he said that since I'd been on a long business trip, he'd give me two days off to spend with my family and to report back on Wednesday. I flattered him a bit and hung up. I sent my wife a WeChat message asking when she'd arrive so I could pick her up at the station. After waiting a while without a reply, I called her. When she answered, her voice sounded a little languid. She told me she'd gone shopping last night and overslept, and would be back soon. She didn't get home until after 4 pm. I was about to complain, but when she opened the door, she ran over and hugged me like a child, and all my resentment vanished. I'd done too much last night and wasn't really in the mood. While eating, I was thinking about how to deal with my wife that evening when her phone rang in the bedroom. She went in to answer it, then closed the door slightly. I heard her whispering something in the room, interspersed with soft laughter, but I couldn't make it out. When she came out, she told me that Zhang Fei was teasing her for not seeing her husband in the provincial capital, wasting her entire vacation. To be honest, my wife and I have very independent social circles and hardly any overlap. I've only seen Zhang Fei in my wife's phone photo album. I haven't been to her school for many years; the only person I met was the principal, an old man in his sixties, who I guess is retired now. Because of my work, I leave earlier than her and come back later, and I don't have time to pick her up or drop her off, so I don't even know all the neighbors in our building. Anyway, to get back to the point, my wife smiled and said she had my clothes ready in the bathroom after her shower. My heart skipped a beat, but I still had to act excited as I ran to take a shower, thinking, "What the heck!" When I got to the room, I found my wife was already asleep, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I carefully lay down, afraid she would wake up. We hadn't seen each other for two months, and I wouldn't be able to have sex with her. I wouldn't know how to explain it then. Luckily, my wife doesn't have a strong sex drive, or I would be in big trouble.
I didn't go to work the next day. When I woke up, my wife had already left. Seeing the breakfast on the table warmed my heart. Old Zhu had just returned today and texted me saying he wanted to apply to stay at the branch office long-term. I knew he was hooked and reluctant to leave. So I advised him not to forget his family, that his wife had a hard time taking care of the child and working, and that he probably wouldn't be able to get much help on the bus. I suggested he come to his house for lunch when he got back, and I could try his wife's cooking. I work every day, and when I finally had a break, I didn't know what to do, so I agreed. I asked him when he would arrive home, and when I arrived at his apartment complex with two cases of milk, Old Zhu was already waiting downstairs. He said it was enough that I came, why did I need to buy anything? As he spoke, he pulled me upstairs to the sixth floor of the old apartment building. When we entered his home, his wife came out and made tea, saying, "I've heard Old Zhu mention you often. We only just met today. Please come over more often." I agreed and asked if the child wouldn't be home for lunch. She said high school is demanding, so he eats lunch at school and dinner is delivered to school. Evening self-study lasts until after 9 pm. Luckily, it's a boy; if it were a girl, I'd have to pick her up and drop her off. When the topic of children's schooling came up, everyone sighed. Old Zhu said, "Your wife is a teacher, so your daughter will save a lot on tutoring fees." I replied, "Many parents say their children who are teachers don't even get into high school. Besides, elementary school is different from middle and high school; tutoring is still necessary." Old Zhu told his wife to hurry up and cook. After she went to the kitchen, Old Zhu lowered his voice and asked me what I thought. I said, "What do you think?" Old Zhu pointed to the kitchen. "Are you crazy? You want to have fun, fine, but you're trying to drag your wife into it too." Old Zhu said his wife also had a strong sex drive, but after almost 20 years of marriage, their relationship felt like his left hand touching his right—no feeling left. He had talked to his wife about it, and she neither agreed nor disagreed. He felt there was a chance and asked me to give it a try. After saying this, even he, with his thick skin, gave a slightly embarrassed laugh and told me to go back and think about it and not rush to refuse. He truly considered me a brother; he would never have said this to anyone else. I was about to speak when his wife came out. This time, I took a good look at her. She was about 1.6 meters tall, similar to his wife, and her chest was only a B cup, which was typical for a woman in her early forties—a typical housewife. Seeing me looking at her, she quickly ran back to the kitchen. I looked at Old Zhu in surprise. I guessed the couple had already discussed it, and Old Zhu, understanding my look, nodded. He told me that today was just a meeting, and if she liked me, he would arrange things later. If all went well, the couple could participate in activities together in the future. The meal was incredibly awkward. Even after leaving his house, I felt like today wasn't real. To be continued~

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