Wife-swapping in a roommate's heart

My husband, Kang Jie, and I both graduated from university in 1989. Due to the student movement, job assignments were difficult that year, and we were no exception. We met through an introduction and got married in 1990. Our married life was very happy, but we were both restless people. In 1991, starting our own business became fashionable, and going to Shenzhen was even more of a trend. That summer, after discussing it, we also resigned and went to Shenzhen, ready to start our own business there.
Before going to Shenzhen, we had already found jobs at the same company. However, when we arrived in Shenzhen and tried to rent a place, we encountered unexpected difficulties. The rent for places close to the company was too expensive, and the transportation to places further away was inconvenient. The rent was simply unaffordable relative to our salaries, and staying in hotels long-term was out of the question. Just when we were at our wits' end, we ran into my university classmate, Xu Jian, on the street. He was also in Shenzhen with his beautiful wife, Xiao Wen, trying his luck. We were all facing the same problem, and in desperation, we thought of sharing an apartment, so that the rent would be affordable for both of us.
We quickly found a place that was conveniently located near both of our workplaces, with reasonable rent, and it was a unit on the fourth floor of the top floor with a balcony. We arranged a time to go see the apartment, but were stunned when we arrived. There was only one room, similar to a standard hotel room, except for a tiny kitchen so small that two people could barely turn around. We hesitated, wondering how two couples could possibly live there, but the rent and the convenience of commuting made it hard to give up. After discussing it, we reluctantly moved in, dividing the room in two with a T-shaped curtain, and creating a passageway outside. We agreed to have someone board up a partition when we had a little more money. But that was just an excuse; our real intention was to establish ourselves first and quickly save money to rent a separate room.
Four people crammed into a room of less than 20 square meters was definitely inconvenient; people today can't imagine the difficulties we faced back then. Cooking, using the toilet, and showering were all extremely difficult. The apartment was small; the two beds were practically touching, making it difficult to even turn over in bed, let alone have any intimacy. We were newlyweds, and it was natural to have those urges and needs, but we were both highly educated and, while open-minded, it was still something we couldn't openly discuss. Unlike renting an apartment, we couldn't discuss this together. We were both very distressed but had no solution.
A week later, my husband and I came home from work to find a bulging plastic bag hanging on the door. Opening it, we found it filled with snacks, two movie tickets, and a note: "Sorry, we're treating you to a movie, but we have some personal matters to attend to. Please treat us another time. Best regards." We were both a little stunned, but my husband understood first. He smiled and rushed into the house, saying, "We won't be back before ten o'clock, don't worry, take your time." From inside came my classmate's voice: "Thanks!" I stupidly asked, "What are they doing?" My husband laughed without saying a word, put his arm around my shoulder, and walked out, saying, "Silly girl, doing 'couple homework'!" My face flushed instantly, and for some reason, I wanted it too. Watching the movie, I was imagining them rolling around in bed, completely oblivious to what was actually happening; my mind was blank. Just after nine o'clock, the movie ended, and we wandered aimlessly through the streets, hand in hand. Around 9:30, my husband's phone rang. He called back from a nearby convenience store; it was a message from my classmate: "The room is ready, please come home." We both felt relieved and hurried home. When we got back, they were both asleep, probably to avoid embarrassment.
A few days later, one afternoon, my husband and I ate out after work. We got home close to eight o'clock, but they weren't there. There was a note on the table: "Our company is having a party; we'll be back around ten o'clock." There was a condom under the note. My husband and I glanced at each other, then hugged and kissed while undressing. Soon, we were naked in bed. We were both incredibly excited. My husband's hands were trembling as he put on the condom. We started without even turning off the light; it was the first time we'd made love with the lights on. My husband quickly entered me, and the long-lost pleasure made me tremble uncontrollably. Perhaps because it had been so long since we'd done it, my husband ejaculated quickly, but I was still in a state of extreme excitement. My husband didn't pull out; he kept sucking and licking my earlobes, neck, and nipples—all my sensitive spots. I became even more excited, writhing and writhing, my whole body itching unbearably. My husband got hard again, and finally, I exploded with pleasure—a feeling I'd never experienced since we got married. We made love like this for over an hour, both of us drenched in sweat, a large, wet human-shaped stain on the sheets. I looked at the clock; it was past nine. Although I wanted to continue our intimacy, the thought of them coming home soon made me reluctantly separate and get up. My husband went to boil water while I busied myself changing the sheets. After we took a "couple's bath" and changed, it was almost ten o'clock. Seeing they still hadn't returned, my husband went downstairs to call them back, while I cleaned up the mess left after our passionate encounter. They returned shortly after, saw the sheets soaking in the basin, and gave us a sly smile. Perhaps women are especially beautiful after experiencing happiness and satisfaction, and since I'm a pretty girl myself, Xiaowen joked with me in the kitchen, "Happy women become even more beautiful." I teased back, "It's a pity I didn't see your happy face that day; let me see it sometime."
And so, we tacitly looked after each other. Later, the weather got colder, and being outside was truly unpleasant. No one wanted to let someone else wander around aimlessly, so we returned to our previous helpless state. Unsatisfied, I became somewhat anxious. At home, I would suppress my frustration, but when I was outside, I would vent on my husband, yelling that I regretted coming to Shenzhen. My husband silently endured it. After venting, I would regret it because I felt sorry for him.
One night, I was awakened by a low, peculiar moaning sound—they were making love! I listened intently, and sure enough, the sound was coming from that direction. I looked at my husband; he was already awake, staring intently. Before I could speak, he covered my mouth with his hand and wrapped his other arm around me. Listening to the moans and the creaking of the bed, my husband and I couldn't resist any longer. His hand slipped inside my nightgown, kneading my breasts, and my hand slipped inside his underwear, grasping his already erect penis. Neither of us dared to make a sound. Finally, it quieted down, but my husband and I couldn't fall asleep for a long time, yet we dared not make love.
After that night of eavesdropping, my husband and I began cautiously repeating the same trick in the latter half of the night. Later, they must have found out, but we all pretended not to know, and no one joked or teased each other about it. We understood each other implicitly, and there were no more reservations. The timing of our lovemaking gradually shifted from waiting until the other side was quiet in the middle of the night to around 10 PM, a normal rest time. Sometimes, when both of us were doing it together, the sounds from the other side actually made it more stimulating and exciting. Later,
we even stopped trying to keep our moans down. And so, both couples lived happily and peacefully. A major problem that had been troubling us was easily resolved. Thinking back to that time, it felt like we were having an affair. Sex should have a touch of mystery to be attractive and alluring.
An unexpected embarrassment changed and strengthened the relationship between our two families.
Almost a year has passed since we came to Shenzhen. We've taken care of each other and are very grateful for each other's kindness, always wanting to find an opportunity to thank each other. In a few days, it will be my classmate's birthday, which happens to be a Saturday. His wife suggested that they host a small birthday celebration at home for the four of us, and the suggestion was immediately approved. That day, the two of us women arranged to meet at the market after work. We bought a lot of raw and cooked groceries, my classmate brought a case of beer, and my husband bought a large bottle of champagne. While we cooked, the two men chatted inside. It was pitiful; we'd been together for almost a year, and with the pressure of work and our living conditions, we'd never had a proper time to sit down and have a proper chat. When the food arrived, we lifted the curtain between us, and the food was placed on a makeshift "table" made of two stools pushed together between the two beds. We wished each other well and opened the champagne and beer.
June in Shenzhen was unbearably hot, and there was no air conditioning in the room, so two fans were constantly blowing. Before long, our clothes were completely soaked. Drinking didn't make us feel particularly uncomfortable; in fact, the increased sweating felt quite refreshing. Xiaowen and I were completely drenched in our clothes, the patterns on our bras clearly visible through our wet shirts—it was quite embarrassing. We went to the bathroom to change into t-shirts, and I even took off my bra. When I came out, I found she had taken it off too. The two men were both shirtless at some point. They never used to go shirtless in front of strangers, but today, perhaps due to happiness, the alcohol, and the heat, no one thought anything of it. I was surprised to find that my old classmate was incredibly muscular and masculine; I had never noticed him in school. By 11 pm, the alcohol was finished, and everyone was a little drunk. Xiaowen staggered to boil water, and we took turns, dizzily wiping ourselves down before returning to our respective "big tents" to sleep. I drank too much beer, and mixed it with champagne, so my mind was a bit hazy. I kept getting up at night, and my head was constantly spinning. Once, I got up and there was someone in the bathroom. I leaned against the door and groggily asked, "Who's in there?" The door opened, and Xiaowen staggered out, saying indistinctly, "I can't even remember how many times I've gotten up." After leaving the bathroom, I leaned against the wall and groggily returned to my tent. I saw two people lying on the bed, so I quickly went to the other tent, lay down next to the sleeping man, and fell asleep holding him. Strangely enough, I didn't get up again that night.
Around ten o'clock in the morning, I woke up, but I was still groggy. I opened my eyes and saw that everything around me was unfamiliar. I looked at the man next to me and suddenly became completely awake. I screamed, and then a scream came from the other tent—it turned out that the two of us women had gone to the wrong bed last night! I rushed out and almost bumped into Xiaowen. Back in my bed, I hugged my stunned husband and burst into tears. He snapped out of it, patted my shoulder, and comforted me, saying, "It's alright, it's alright. Did you drink too much? Come on
, it's time to get up." My classmate was also trying to comfort his weeping wife. The men's comforting words calmed us down. Everyone got up and started cleaning up the mess left from the night before.
The two men chatted and laughed, even making plans to go to the bookstore that afternoon. The two of us women worked together seamlessly in the kitchen, washing dishes in silence. Then we heard the two men inside jokingly saying, "The feminist movement has invaded China! Our wives have swapped us!" They laughed loudly.
We looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh too.
Trying to ease the awkwardness, I made small talk, saying to her, "I was his classmate for four years and never even thought about him, but this happened. But honestly, your husband's muscles are quite impressive."
She continued, "Your husband isn't bad either. His muscles aren't very developed, but his skin is smooth and soft, which is nice. Last night I thought it was strange; I thought it was because he drank too much and his skin became swollen and smooth."
I joked, "Looks like we've both found our perfect match."
She joked back, "Since you're so satisfied with him, why don't we go out with them this afternoon and switch husbands, so you can experience what it's like to stroll around with someone else's husband?"
"Sure," I said.
Just then, my husband asked from inside, "What are you two girls plotting?"
Xu Jian chimed in, "We went to a professional bookstore; why are you two making a fuss?"
Xiao Wen retorted, "Don't talk to me about professional stuff. It's like you're the only ones who went to university. It's settled, whether you like it or not!"
After lunch, it was so hot inside that it was unbearable. Xiao Wen and I endured the heat and boiled water for the sweaty men so they could quickly wash up and go downstairs to cool off. We also wanted to shower, especially since we hadn't washed our sweaty clothes from last night; if we didn't, we wouldn't have any to change into.
Finally, we finished washing the clothes and started showering together.
When two women are naked together in a small space, it's the easiest time to open up. Somehow, we started talking about our sex lives.
I asked her, "How's your husband in that area?"
"He's great! The best part is when he's about to ejaculate, that super hard feeling, it's amazing! How about your husband?"
"My husband's foreplay is good, but he's short-lived. I'm still getting into it, and he ejaculates. He knows it, so he doesn't go to sleep afterward, he keeps stimulating me until I'm satisfied. Sometimes we can even do it twice." "
My husband rarely does foreplay, he just goes in right away, and it always hurts me. Luckily, he lasts a long time, so I gradually get into the mood. If only they could take turns!"
I joked, "How about switching?"
"Shameless! How can you say that?" she slapped me and laughed.
I retorted, "Anyway, you've already hugged my husband, and I've hugged yours, so what's the big deal!" Then, mimicking her tone, I said, "It's settled then, whether you like it or not!"
After a bit of playful banter, we changed our clothes and came out.
We went out onto the street, arm in arm with our husbands, chatting and laughing as we walked towards the bookstore. Xu Jian and I walked side-by-side in the middle. We hadn't walked far when I felt tired and suggested we rest. The two men disagreed, so I took my husband's arm with one hand and Xu Jian's with the other, trying to be unreasonable.
Xiao Wen shouted, "You're too greedy!"
I said, "What's wrong with being stingy! I'll give him to you, is that fair?"
Saying this, I pushed my husband towards her, pulled her hand off Xu Jian's arm, and pulled Xu Jian away from them.
I laughed and said, "From now on, I've changed husbands."
"Change them if you want, so what!" She unceremoniously took my husband's arm, then put on a coquettish voice and said, "'Second husband,' let's go!"
"Are you kidding me? I've only ever heard of men having three wives and four concubines, never women having 'second husbands'!" my husband protested.
"Well, times have changed. We're in a feminist society now! Look at these two little feminists, sigh!" Xu Jian replied, then sighed again and said to me, "Sigh! 'Second wife,' I guess I'll just have to accept it."...
We walked towards the bookstore, laughing and joking, calling each other "second husband" and "second wife" all the way. I don't know why we were so happy then.
Time passed happily, and we lived happily.

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