Our wedding night

After a seven-year courtship, my girlfriend and I finally reached the day we could get engaged. When my bride, in her wedding dress , appeared before me, I felt incredibly happy and proud

to marry her . 　　After a long day of various ceremonies, we finally drove to the banquet hall. I looked down at my wife, who was leaning on my shoulder, and saw that she was already fast asleep. Although I was exhausted, my excitement kept me awake , so I just stared at the sky, lost in thought. 　　Suddenly, my bridesmaid, her sister, sitting on the other side of my wife, asked, "Brother-in-law, what's that bag at your feet? I saw you carrying it all day, but I didn't think you used it." 　　"I brought some photography equipment, but I was too busy to take it out for photos," I said. 　　"Oh! Don't you know how busy you were today? You still want to take photos of yourself? And you're one of the main characters today, who else do you want to photograph?" my sister-in-law said. 　　"Of course, I'll photograph my lovely wife, need I say more?" I said. 　　Just as my sister-in-law was about to speak, I heard my wife say, "What are you two arguing about? Can't you let me get some sleep? I'm so tired!" 　　"No, no, I won't bother you anymore, you can get some more sleep!" I said. 　　But my always quick-witted sister-in-law wouldn't let me off the hook: "Your weird husband just told me he brought a camera to take pictures today. You must have been very busy today, but he still wanted to take pictures himself!" 　　My wife looked at me and said, "Did you bring a camera today?" I pointed to the bag at my feet and said, "It's... it's this bag." My wife glanced at it and then turned to her sister and said, "Don't pay attention to him, sometimes I don't know what he's thinking." 　　"Ouch!" A sharp pain in my thigh made me cry out. Looking down, I saw that my wife had pinched my thigh with her hand. 　　My sister-in-law asked, "Brother-in-law, what's wrong?" 　　"Nothing...nothing...I just bumped my foot." Stared at by my puffed-out bride, that was all I could answer. 　　"Well..." My sister-in-law was about to speak again when my wife interrupted her, saying, "I told you not to pay attention, let me sleep for a while!" 　　For the next ten minutes or so, my wife leaned on my shoulder, her arms wrapped around my arm, as if sleeping. But I knew she was pretending to sleep, because my heart was pounding rapidly as my arm pressed against her cleavage kept turning; she was definitely thinking about the dinner party... 　　************ 　　Four weeks ago, while my girlfriend was busy in the living room deciding who to invite to the wedding, I was in the study surfing the internet, sharing explicit photos of my partner with some like-minded people. After years of effort, my girlfriend had finally accepted my fetish, and now she would occasionally share explicit photos of her with netizens. 　　At first, she only allowed me to upload photos of her in tank tops and shorts, but after seeing the compliments from others , she gradually became more and more open, even allowing me to upload photos that showed her nipples and vulva, sometimes even suggesting how to take them beautifully. 　　"Can you take care of your business first before going online? Have you finished the list of invitees?" my girlfriend said, walking into the study. "I'm on business. Tell me, what could be more important than sharing the nude photos I just took of you?" I said with a smile. 　　"You're always thinking about these things, I don't understand why you like showing my nude photos to others ?" my girlfriend said. 　　"That's because you're beautiful. If only I can appreciate them, wouldn't that be a waste? And you seem to enjoy it, don't ?" I said. 　　"No way! You kept begging me, I was forced to let you show my nude photos to others ." My girlfriend said, sitting on my lap reading the comments from netizens about her new collection. 　　I put my arms around her waist from behind and silently watched her. Sometimes her cheeks were flushed, sometimes she smiled gently , it didn't seem like she was forced at all! "I'd like to invite a few close friends to our wedding banquet, is that okay?" I asked, seeing that she was getting a little excited. 　　"Of course not! They've all seen my naked body, even my crotch, how can I face them? And they'll see my face. No way! No way!" my wife immediately turned to me and said. 　　"But they really want to come. You can see this post; as soon as I mentioned we were getting married, they all wanted to congratulate us." 　　My girlfriend looked at the post for a while and said, "They're not really here to congratulate us. Some say they only ever see me naked and want to see me in my demure state so they can get a bigger thrill when they masturbate to my nude photos. Some even say they want to go to the bridal chamber to watch me change. The worst is Brother A, who said he wants to hide under my wedding dress and lick my pussy. Normally, I could consider it, but that night is the most important day of my life. What if something happens?" 　　"Oh! Normally it's no problem, then I'll arrange a small party for you before the wedding. Haha..." 　　"I'm serious, don't play dumb here!" My girlfriend stood up, hands on her hips, and said to me. 　　"Yes... I think they really want to congratulate us; the rest are just talk. I believe they know what they should and shouldn't do. How about inviting a few close friends?" I said. 　　"If they really just want to congratulate us, then we can consider it, but you have to ask me first which one you want to invite." 　　********** 　　After arriving at the hotel, we first put some luggage in the room, as we would be staying there tonight. Then we went to the banquet hall, where the venue was almost fully set up. 　　Just as I was about to rush into the bridal room before my wife, my sister-in-law said, "The bride needs to change clothes and do her makeup. What are you going into the bridal room for?" 　　"I...I just want to tidy up my clothes, it won't take long." I quickly walked into the bridal room and quickly surveyed the surroundings. It was a small room, about two to four meters wide, with the door on the two-meter-wide side. Upon entering, I saw the dressing table in the left corner of the room. 　　I quickly took out my photography equipment from my bag and placed two lenses above the mirror on the dressing table, one facing the chair in front of the dressing table, and the other facing the door, so the entire room would be captured. Because there was a fluorescent light above for illumination, even if someone looked up, they wouldn't see the lenses hidden in the shadows. As for...

The power cord and transmitter were hidden under the dressing table, concealed by my backpack.

After everything was set up, I went out to help bring in my wife's clothes, cosmetics, and other belongings. During this time,

my wife whispered in my ear, "Are we really going to let them see? I'm a little scared."

"Don't be scared, it's just a quick look. Besides, we promised them, how can we go back on our word?" I said.

"Then...then..."

"Don't think too much, there's still a lot to do, you'll be overwhelmed soon," I said.

"Sister, hurry up and change your clothes and put on makeup. Brother-in-law, hurry up and go out!" My sister-in-law's words were

timely this time. I patted my wife's shoulder and slipped out of the bridal room.

I hid in a corner of the banquet hall, about to take out my portable LCD monitor to check on the bridal

room , when a staff member from the restaurant came over to report on the progress of the setup, and then asked me to arrange

seating for relatives and friends. Passing the reception desk, I discovered the guestbook was left in the hotel room, so I had to go back to get it.

I was busy running around, and by the time I finally settled in, my wife had already changed into her evening gown and come out. I had wanted to peek at

her changing, but I was too busy to notice anything! More and more relatives and friends arrived, and besides

greeting the guests, we were also busy taking photos. We didn't have time to think about anything else until I looked towards the reception area and

saw those online friends arriving.

"Honey, those six online friends are here," I said. My wife looked towards the reception area and saw those online friends looking

at her. She immediately lowered her head, not daring to look. I saw this and said to her, "Relax, shake hands, take some photos, that's

fine."

These six online friends were the ones I knew best, because we had exchanged photos with them privately. And

those photos were quite revealing, some even showing my wife spreading her legs and sucking on a penis. My

wife and I had even tried having sex in front of them using a webcam.

The online friends came up on stage and shook hands with each of us. During the conversation, besides congratulating us, they naturally complimented my

wife's beauty, but my wife kept her head down, her face red, and didn't dare to look at them. After taking a group photo, I took the monitor out of

my pocket gave it to Brother A. My wife, seeing this, suddenly gripped my hand tightly, looking embarrassed, leaving me

momentarily at a loss.

Brother A suddenly returned the monitor to me, saying, "Sister-in-law, if you feel embarrassed, we don't

have . Today is your big day; the most important thing is that you're happy."

My wife looked up at Brother A, then at the other online friends, and said, "I'm sorry, I really feel a little

awkward . Later… later, can I send you more photos?"

They all said it was no problem and then went off to have some fun.

My wife and I didn't have time to discuss this further; more relatives and friends arrived, and we continued to busy ourselves greeting them and

taking photos . It turns out wedding banquets are so busy; there's simply no time to think about anything else!

Just before we were about to take our seats, my wife went to the bridal room to change into her wedding dress. As soon as she entered the room, I went to

the table with the online friends and handed them the monitor from my pocket. They immediately gathered around.

I specially arranged for them to sit at the very back, near a corner of the banquet hall, so as long as they

pay attention, they won't be caught admiring my wife. I also arranged for three photographers, videographers

, and a makeup artist to sit with them; they'll be busy all night and

wo have time to pay attention to them.

Brother A asked, "Is your wife willing to let us see?"

"She doesn't know, be careful," I said.

"Understood, this way we can see a more natural side," Brother A said.

"Enough talk, hurry up and look! We've been waiting all night," another netizen said.

Brother A responded and turned on the monitor, first looking at the dressing table, where the evening gown was placed

on the chair.

"Look over there," I said.

Brother A switched to a second channel and saw my wife standing there, her younger sister putting the wedding dress on

her from the bottom up. Perhaps the dress was too heavy and had too much tulle, so she was slowly putting it on, but this

gave us more time to see my wife's body clearly.

My wife was practically naked from the waist up, as several of her evening gowns tonight were off-the-shoulder and backless, so she

was only wearing a concealing bra. My wife has a rather prominent figure; her bust is only a B cup, but paired with her

slender waist , it looks very proportionate. She wore a garter belt to hold up her white stockings; below,

she wore white lace panties, but the camera was shooting from the side, so it wasn't clear if they were thongs.

I glanced at the other netizens' reactions, seeing everyone staring intently. I even saw

one netizen standing behind a chair pressing his lower body against the back of the chair. I'd only ever imagined

the expressions on those netizens' faces when they looked at my wife's naked body online, but now I was seeing it with my own eyes, watching them become mesmerized by her body.

Looking back at the screen, the wedding dress was now on my wife, her younger sister was busy putting on the skirt hanger

, and my wife was facing the floor-standing mirror in front of her, adjusting her breasts, trying to push them up high.

"How does it look?" I said.

"Thank you so much, sir. This is truly the first time I've ever seen a real bride changing into her wedding dress. Although

the image is a bit small, the atmosphere is incredibly lewd," one netizen said.

"I can't believe my sister-in-law is wearing lace panties with thigh-high stockings today. That's my favorite kind of outfit

. Watching her come out in her wedding dress, and thinking about her underwear underneath, I'm afraid I

won't be ."

"So, my sister-in-law is only wearing a see-through bra. Why don't you have him go braless and have her nipples

rub against her under her dress? Maybe on our wedding night, you won't even need any foreplay; her pussy will be

wet enough."

"That's not a good idea. How about..."

Listening to their banter, I realized inviting them was the right thing to do. Tonight, as I'm having sex with the bride,

imagining their reactions will only excite me more. I saw my wife was about to come out, so I rushed to

the bride's room and waited with her outside the banquet hall.

We'd been busy all day, and finally, we had a little time to calm down. I wrapped my arms around my wife's waist, leaned back

, and admired my bride. Big eyes, a high nose, a small mouth—not exactly stunningly beautiful.

She's beautiful, a little bit beautiful, and wearing her wedding dress today, she looks absolutely stunning

. But her breasts are pressing against my chest, like a little witch disguised as an angel tempting the world, making

me want to reach out and pull off her dress to see what kind of body this angelic face hides.

Just as I was about to lean in and kiss her lips, she said, "Don't do that, you'll ruin your makeup

."

"Don't worry, I just want to kiss you gently."

After a long while, our lips parted. My wife said, "Even though you kissed me gently, you wrinkled my wedding dress with your hands."

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself," I said.

My wife suddenly changed the subject, saying, "Have your friends said anything to you?"

"No, I haven't had time to talk to them."

"Do you think they'll be upset that I went back on my word?" my wife said.

"Don't worry, I don't think they'll do it (thinking: because they've already seen it). Our goal is to

increase sexual interest, so we can't force it. If you don't want to, they won't force you, so don't worry."

"You're the worst! I only agreed to invite them, but you also agreed

to and watch her change clothes. And then...and...it's all your fault!"

"I only asked you at their request; you said it yourself," I said.

"But you always tell them when we're making love. I was so confused and didn't even

know what I promised you," my wife said.

"..." I only asked you when I aroused you, otherwise why would you have agreed? But of course I wouldn't say that

now , so I kept quiet.

We remained silent until we were called in. The banquet

began after our ceremony on stage. After a few courses, my wife got up to go to the bridal chamber to change.

"Honey, since I promised them, you should give it to them," my wife said to me before leaving her seat.

"Oh...I see."

To avoid embarrassing my wife, I let her go into the bridal room before leaving my seat and quickly walked towards the

table of online friends. Unfortunately, some guests pulled me aside to offer their congratulations, and when I arrived, I saw that my wife had already taken off her wedding dress.

"My wife gave me permission to show it to you before she went into the bridal room," I said.

"No wonder my sister-in-law glanced at the camera before taking off her dress, and hesitated a bit when she took it off,"

one of the online friends said.

After my sister-in-law helped my wife hang up her wedding dress, I left the room first. My wife then took off her stockings and

sat on the chair in front of the dressing table. She first raised one leg high and slowly took off the stockings in front of the camera; then

she raised the other leg and took off the stockings on top. Because my wife would be wearing a cheongsam later,

with high slits on both sides, she had to take off the stockings. The online friends knew about this beforehand, so they wanted my wife

to take it off in a provocative way for them. It seems my wife had drunk a little alcohol, which made her bolder.

My wife put on her cheongsam, straightened her clothes, and stood in front of the dressing table, looking shy and hesitant, remaining

motionless for a long time.

After a while, she looked up at the camera, then turned and walked towards the door. We immediately turned to the camera

at the door to see if my wife had done as we had asked, but

she stopped again when she reached for the handle. She looked at the camera for a moment, appearing conflicted. After another while, she

finally reached her hands through the high slits on both sides of her cheongsam and pulled down her underwear.

"It seems my wife is a little embarrassed, but she cooperated in the end. You're really lucky to have such a

cooperative wife," one of my friends said.

"Wow! She'll be walking around naked during the toasts later. I'm afraid I won't be able to resist reaching in first,"

another said.

I listened to them while watching my wife put her underwear away and straighten her clothes again. Seeing that she was about to

come out , I quickly returned to my seat.

As soon as my wife sat down, she whispered in my ear, "Did they all look?"

"Of course, I saw them all. I saw their crotches were all bulging."

"It's a little uncomfortable down there!"

"Is this better?" I slipped my hand under my wife's crotch and gently stroked her pubic hair.

"Don't do that, people will notice if it gets wet," my wife said.

Just as I was about to reply, the waiter came over and asked us to toast the guests. We went from table to

table toasting, and I noticed my wife was walking very slowly. When we got to the table with the online friends, I saw that they

were all staring at the slit in her cheongsam.

My wife, of course, noticed they were looking at her legs, and blushed, lowering her head and softly saying, "

They're so mean, why are they looking at me like that? It feels weird."

"That's admiration. You're the most beautiful today," I said.

After we finished toasting and returned to our seats, the restaurant turned off most of the lights because we had arranged to show the photos and videos

from this morning so that guests who couldn't attend could see what had happened. Just then, I pulled

my wife to the table of our online friends to take photos with them.

"Sister-in-law, you look especially beautiful tonight! We're all so happy to see you," said Brother A.

"Brother A, you flatter me. Sister-in-law A is definitely much prettier than me," my wife said.

"How could that be? The bride is the most beautiful, especially the bride who isn't wearing underwear," another online friend

said.

"Ugh...you're all shameless! Today is my big day, and you're all ganging up on

me with my husband!" my wife said.

Time was running out, so I said, "Let's take some photos quickly, and don't forget you each need one." I

called the photographer over, and we first took a photo with one of our online friends, with my wife standing between me and that friend.

"Don't stand behind the table, or you'll see the mess of cups and saucers in the photo," the photographer said.

"No problem, we'll take it like this," I said. But without the table in the background, it wouldn't work! Because I was lifting

the back of my cheongsam to reveal my wife's firm, bouncy buttocks, so that netizens could take

photos while touching them. But this is the version my wife and I told each other; in reality, it's not that simple.

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard my wife suddenly whisper to the netizens, "Oh! Why did he touch there? Isn't it supposed to be touching

the buttocks ? Be gentle, it's a bit dry." After the netizens left, my wife complained, "Why would he touch my... there?"

"Isn't it her buttocks?"

Before I could answer her, the second online friend had already moved closer. Then I felt my wife's body

tremble and heard her let out a soft moan. By the time we got to the third online friend, I saw my wife reach out and grip

the back of the chair in front of her tightly.

"Oh! That's not what you said before," I heard my wife say to the fourth online friend.

By the time we took a group photo with the fifth online friend, I could see my wife's cheeks were flushed, her breathing was rapid, and her body

trembled a couple more times. Fortunately, it was dark around us, and we were standing at the last table, so it wasn't easy for anyone

to notice .

The last one was Brother A. Shortly after he stood up, I heard my wife let out a soft moan, followed by my wife saying,

"Ah! It's too...too deep!" I glanced at my wife and saw her biting her lower lip, looking

like she had something to say but couldn't.

After taking two photos, Brother A said to the other online friends, "Come on, let's take a few more group photos together, that should be enough

."

The other five people moved closer and stood behind the three of us. My wife's body kept twisting slightly, as if trying

to escape the online friends' advances. I couldn't wait for my wife's or my online friends' post-match report, so I leaned back and

looked down at her buttocks.

Actually, I couldn't see her buttocks at that moment; I could only see one hand grabbing each side of her buttocks, and

another hand reaching forward from her left side into the front of her cheongsam, one index finger attacking her anus, while the other

two hands were inside her crotch, their activities unclear.

"Groom, look at the camera," the photographer said, so I obediently looked at the camera and let

him take pictures.

"Ah! Ah!" my wife cried out softly, her eyes closed, her body trembling.

"Okay, you can take other pictures first, I'll come back to you later," I said, dismissing the photographer to avoid being discovered

.

A while later, my wife opened her eyes, turned to my online friends, and said, "You said you'd only touch her buttocks, but why did you put

your fingers inside? And you even touched... I... I'm not talking to you anymore!" With that, she ran away. I gave

my online friends a thumbs-up and chased after my wife. "Honey, what happened just now?"

I asked.

"You know perfectly well, they wouldn't have done that without your permission," my wife said, crossing her arms and puffing out

her cheeks.

"Was it because your skin is so smooth that their hands accidentally slipped into other places?" I said.

"You're still giving me that crap. I'm going to change clothes and see the guests off later, and I'm going to punish them by not letting them watch anymore

. Take the screen back now," my wife said.

"Well..." I said.

"No need to say anything! Take it back now!" my wife said.

I had no choice but to walk dejectedly to the last table and explain to my online friends. They readily handed over the small

screen .

"Oh! She just said she wouldn't let us watch her change clothes later. She didn't say she was going to cancel the 'playing with the newcomers' segment.

Well, let her have her way, playing with the newcomers tonight is the real fun," Brother A said.

"Yeah! Don't be upset, sir. If your sister-in-law wants to punish us, just go along with it. We'll get back at her when we play with the newcomers tonight

. Haha..." another online friend said.

I returned to my seat intending to hand the small screen to my wife, but I saw her taking pictures with her ex-boyfriend, who was

even hugging her waist! I don't usually mind people touching my wife, but this guy was

the one who took her virginity, so I really dislike him.

I wanted to pull my wife away, but as I passed my colleagues' table, they dragged me down several drinks, and by the time I

got back to my seat, my wife was nowhere to be found.

"Sister-in-law, do you know where your sister went?" I asked.

"She just asked me for the key to the bridal chamber, saying she needed to get something. Look, she just came out."

Seeing my wife return somewhat absent-mindedly, I asked her, "How are you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, no, just a little tired."

"Are you really alright? Sit down and rest for a while," I said.

My wife sat down, took a sip of tea, and turned to look at me. I sensed something was wrong, so I asked her, "

Honey ?"

"I...I...I feel a little dizzy. I thought I'd take a short rest in the bridal chamber. I'll change into my evening gown before coming out,"

my wife said.

"Okay! Okay! If you're not feeling well, go to your room and take a nap. I'll wake you up after we see the guests off," I said. I wondered if it was because I

was too busy today. I hoped my wife would feel better after a short rest, otherwise tonight's plans would be ruined!

After eating a couple more dishes, it would be time to see the guests off soon, so I went to the bride's room and knocked: "Wife, wife

..." I called several times but she didn't respond, so I reached out to open the door, but it was locked. "Wife,

wife, are you alright?" I called again, but after a while there was still no response. Just as I was about to ask someone from the hotel to open the door,

my wife's voice came from inside: "Honey, I'm fine. Oh! I'm changing... clothes."

"Then hurry up!" I said and turned to leave. But thinking back carefully, I felt my wife's

tone was strange, so I went back to the room and asked, "Wife, are you really alright? Are you still feeling

unwell?"

"I'm fine... oh!" my wife said.

Since she was fine, I could only go back to my seat and wait for her. But the more I thought about it, the more something seemed off. Why did she say "oh" so

strangely? Suddenly remembering the small screen in my pocket, I took it out to look.

Whoa! What happened? I saw my wife sitting at the dressing table, leaning back against the mirror, face up

towards the camera, eyes closed, teeth gently biting her lower lip. She was still wearing her cheongsam—no, more accurately, it was

on her arms, because the cheongsam was open, her legs spread wide, and the invisible bra on her left breast was

off , exposing her lovely pink nipple.

I couldn't see if her right breast was wearing an invisible bra, but I was sure it was off,

because there was a head on my wife's right breast! My wife's hands were holding the man's head, and the man's

lower body moving back and forth between her legs; it was obvious my wife was having sex with someone else. And what was most

infuriating was that my wife's legs were wrapped around the man's waist, looking like she was enjoying it. Why did she have to cheat on her husband on her wedding night

, especially during the banquet?!

I stormed to the bridal chamber door and said, "Wife, hurry up! We need to see the guests out."

"Almost there, don't stop me... Ah! Change your clothes." It turned out that the "ah" was from the man thrusting

into my wife while she was talking.

"If you don't hurry, I'm going to call your sister in to help," I said.

"Okay... okay, three minutes... Ah! Three... Ah!" I saw on the screen that after my wife finished speaking,

she whispered something in the man's ear, then the man raised his head, straightened up, and grabbed my wife's waist, thrusting

faster . It turned out that man was my wife's ex-boyfriend! It seemed my wife could only change and come

out after he finished.

I quietly waited outside the room, watching my wife being fucked on the small screen, listening to the faint moans coming from inside,

feeling a mix of emotions. Fortunately (actually, I don't know if it was fortunate or not), the man ejaculated after about half a minute of thrusting

. He stayed inside my wife for a while before pulling out and putting his clothes back on.

I must kill her ex-boyfriend, because he actually ejaculated inside my wife! I saw my wife

wipe her vulva with a tissue, then I got up, put on my evening gown, tidied my hair and appearance, told the man to hide behind his clothes,

and opened the door.

"Wow! Why...why are you standing here? You startled me."

"I was waiting for you." I really wanted to say I was waiting for them, but it wasn't appropriate to make a scene now, because with so many relatives and friends

here, I would be the one embarrassed.

My wife finally saw the small screen in my hand: "Well..."

"I have to see the guests out. We'll talk later." I turned and left.

"Honey, actually...because..." My wife grabbed me.

I turned and glared at her: "I already said we'd talk later, and you 'you' took quite a while." I emphasized

the word "you."

I walked towards the exit, and my wife came up and wrapped her arms around mine. I didn't want anyone to see anything amiss,

so I let her wrap her arms around me. She said, "Actually, when we were taking pictures just now, he noticed I wasn't wearing underwear, so...

he asked me... to open the door so he could hide inside, saying... he just wanted to see me changing, otherwise he'd expose me. I was afraid of

being embarrassed , so I complied. But as soon as I went in, he... he..."

"How did he know you weren't wearing underwear for no reason?" I asked.

"When we were taking pictures, he actually put his hand in through the slit of my cheongsam. At first, he just touched my

butt, but then he put his hand under my crotch from behind, and that's when he discovered I wasn't wearing underwear," my wife said urgently.

Oh! So that's what happened. It's all my own fault! Because I was the one who asked my wife

not to wear underwear. So I really can't blame her; she should be blaming me. But that's how that

guy slept with my wife, and on our wedding day no less! I'm so angry!

"Don't be angry, I really didn't want to. I did resist, but I wasn't strong enough for him, and

I was afraid of being discovered, so I just let him do as he pleased."

"You really didn't want to? I saw you hugging him tightly just now, like you were enjoying it." I

didn't know if I was angry with myself or something else, I just knew I was really out of my mind.

"I...I didn't..." Oh no, I've made my wife's eyes well up with tears.

"Never mind, never mind, actually I was the one who told you not to wear underwear just now, so I shouldn't blame you, it's just

that I was very unhappy because you seemed to be enjoying it." I said.

"I'm sorry, I was hugging him just now because he and I...after making love for a while, he wanted to pull out and change

positions . I was afraid he would take longer and longer, so I held him tightly, and...and squeezed him tightly, hoping he would

finish quickly. As for how much he enjoyed it, well...my body's reaction, I...I couldn't control it a little. Please don't blame

me, okay?"

What she said made some sense, but thinking about it, it was still really infuriating. With so many guests present, I

had to hold back for now and get my revenge later. I'll definitely get his girlfriend back! We stood at the exit,

seeing the guests off. When my wife's boyfriend left, he held her hand for a long time with a lewd look on his face

. I really wanted to punch him then.

Finally, all the guests and family members left. I went to settle the bill first, while my wife changed and

tidied up . Then she asked the waiter to help take everything back to the hotel room.

As soon as the door closed, a few friends came out of the bathroom. One of them said, "Happy wedding! Sister-in-law, you

look really beautiful today."

"Why are you here?" my wife said.

"We're here to make a ruckus in the bridal chamber. Didn't you forget? It's okay, we're letting you know now."

"I was just saying, I didn't expect you to take it seriously. Weren't you satisfied just now? Get out of here, don't stop

my husband and me from having some alone time," my wife said.

"Sister-in-law, do you know how long we've been waiting for this day? And we haven't even played the game you promised!"

"You dare bring that up! You forced me to agree to that game, you made my husband put me in

that awkward position and then forced me to agree." I watched my wife and the netizens chatter away, remaining silent and just

observing.

"Even if we don't play the game, at least take some photos!" Brother A said.

"Didn't you take a lot of photos just now? We clearly agreed to only touch her butt, but you did this to me,

making me... in front of everyone." My wife said.

"Sister-in-law, do you mean an orgasm?" one of the enthusiasts asked.

Looking at my wife's flushed cheeks and her lowered head, I really wanted to immediately push her onto the bed and have a good time with her.

But there were still many things to do later, so I decided to hold back.

"Wife, why don't you change into a wedding dress and take some photos with them? We only took photos in cheongsams earlier." I said.

"Fine, take photos then, all of you get out, I need to change in the bathroom." My wife chased us out of the bathroom

and took her wedding dress to change. We cleaned the room, moving the small coffee table and chairs by the

window to make room for our photography equipment.

A little while later, my wife came out of the bathroom, and several of my friends complimented her on how beautiful she was. Seeing

her standing shyly in front of the bathroom door, I went over, hugged her, and kissed her before taking her into the room.

I took a few photos with my wife, then invited my friends to join in. To lighten the mood,

we struck various odd poses in front of the camera. After taking more than ten photos, I noticed

my wife had relaxed. "Gentlemen, let's take some photos together first." They obediently stepped aside, and Brother A continued taking pictures

of us . I slowly pulled up my wife's wedding dress and said, "Honey, let's take some sexy photos."

"

No, there are strangers here." I pulled my skirt up to my wife's knees, but she grabbed my hand

.

"They've seen it before, and they only took pictures of her underwear." I said, half-forcibly

pulling up her skirt to reveal white lace underwear and legs encased in white stockings. A group of enthusiasts

had already quietly moved to a good position to look at my wife's exposed legs and kept praising them.

My wife, seeing six pairs of eyes staring at her legs, suddenly felt shy and lowered her head, saying, "Don't look at

people , it's weird."

"My wife is so beautiful, it's a waste that only I get to see her. Brother A, hurry up and take pictures!" I said.

After taking two pictures, I told my wife to take the skirt I had already pulled up and went to get the camera,

saying to Brother A, "Let me take pictures for you guys."

Brother A was naturally very happy to hear this, because he had been taking pictures earlier. My wife blushed even more after hearing this

and lowered her skirt a little, only revealing her legs.

Brother A walked over to his wife and said, "Sister-in-law, don't be nervous, let's take a picture together, okay?"

"Okay," his wife said.

After Brother A stood still, I took a picture of them first, and then said, "Wife, could you pull up

your skirt ? It doesn't look good like this."

Since we're like-minded, Brother A naturally understood my intention. "Sister-in-law, let me hold it for you." He

immediately grabbed his wife's skirt. But seeing that his wife wouldn't let go of the skirt, I picked up the flower ball next to me, walked

over, and took his wife's hand, saying, "Wife, why don't you hold the flower ball? It will look better that way. Put your hand here.

Brother A's hand like this, yes, pull it up a little more."

After giving the instructions, I returned to my post to take the picture. I saw that his wife was shy and turned her face towards the curtains, her right hand holding

the flower ball at her waist, and her left hand hanging down, lightly pressing down on the skirt. Brother A's left hand went around his wife's waist, reaching from behind

to grab one side of the skirt, while his right hand pulled the other side.

My wife's legs were pressed together, her white lace panties hanging like an inverted triangle at her crotch, with a small black inverted triangle at

the base . Her lace stockings only covered her mid-thighs; these kinds of stockings

are more alluring than pantyhose, which is why I specifically asked my wife to wear them today.

After taking two photos, I called another enthusiast to stand on the other side of my wife to take pictures; then two more joined in, and I told them

to press their cheeks against my wife's legs. Seeing that we'd taken many photos in the standing position, I pulled up a chair and had my wife

sit down, of course, lifting her skirt so her legs were straight and on the ground. My enthusiasts then sat on

either side of her legs to take pictures.

"You put my wife's legs on your shoulders. Yes…" I said.

"You sit a little further apart, spread her legs a bit." I thought my wife would resist, but she only

covered , letting my enthusiasts spread her legs; it seemed she was already getting into the mood.

Following my instructions, they spread her legs wider and wider, until finally her legs were stretched into an "M" shape, and even her stockings

were taken off. One of my enthusiasts suddenly asked me, "I saw your sister-in-law's toes and really want to kiss them

, is that okay?"

"I have no problem with that, but you have to ask my wife if she's willing," I said.

"Sister-in-law, may I kiss your toes? Your toes are beautiful." "

No! They're dirty," my wife said.

The enthusiast moved closer to my wife's toes, sniffed them vigorously, and said, "Sister-in-law, your toes smell so good

, please let me kiss them!"

"Wife, let him kiss them once, and we'll take a picture," I said.

My wife hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly, and the enthusiast immediately kissed my wife's toes lightly. Of course,

we didn't stop after just one picture. The enthusiast then stuck out his tongue and licked

the toes, then put his tongue between them.

"Didn't you say you'd only kiss them once?" my wife said.

"Yes, yes, I got carried away," the netizen said, but he didn't stop,

and even sucked each of my wife's toes into his mouth.

"No...it tickles." My wife tried to pull her right leg back forcefully. Seeing this, I immediately grabbed her left foot

and said, "Wife, I'm going to do it again." Then, like that online friend, I started playing with her toes .

Actually, I had never tried licking anyone's toes before, but we had just gotten into the mood, and if my wife

pulled her legs apart, we would have to start all over again, and I didn't know when the real fun would begin. So I had to take matters into my own hands.

"No, husband, there are other people here, it's so embarrassing..." My wife said, twisting her body and pushing our heads

away . I saw that my wife

's legs were wide open, and her crotch was completely unguarded, so I reached out and stimulated her vulva through her panties.

"Ah! No...don't..." My wife's hands turned to press down on my hands that were blatantly touching her vulva, but she still didn't

stop my attack. After a while, I could feel that her panties were a little wet. I pushed away her

hands that were covering her crotch, and then moved my mouth to her crotch, using my tongue to probe into her vaginal opening through her panties.

Rapid breathing came from above, and I occasionally heard my wife whisper, "No..." Of course,

the clicking of camera shutters filled the air. She grabbed my hair with one hand and pushed away the man who was playing with her right foot with the other.

I freed my hands and reached for my wife's breasts, rubbing them through her wedding dress. She was too busy

to pay attention to my hands, so I continued to arouse her. I pulled down her wedding dress,

exposing her breasts. "Oh! No!" My wife pulled back one hand to cover her exposed breasts,

weakly .

I pulled down her panties and licked her most sensitive clitoris directly with my tongue. I felt her whole body

tremble, and I used this opportunity to pull her hand away from her breasts.

"Finally, I've seen my sister-in-law's breasts in person," one of the spectators said.

"No...no...in front of so many...people...stop...oh..." my wife said.

"Sister-in-law's breasts are so white! And the shape is so beautiful!" another enthusiast said.

Soon I could feel my wife was close to orgasm, but at this point my tongue slowed down because I still needed

to coax my wife into letting other enthusiasts touch her willingly. My wife, who was caught between desire and desire, started to writhe her body and

pressed my head towards her vulva. Of course, I wouldn't let her succeed, and just continued to slowly lick her vulva

and clitoris.

"Honey, what...what are you doing?" My wife quickly realized I was teasing her.

"I'm a little tired, let me rest a bit," I said.

"Can you...can you...hurry up? This is tiring for me." After a while, my wife finally

couldn't hold back anymore and asked me to hurry up.

"Just let me rest a little longer." Seeing that my wife's desire had cooled down a bit, I intensified

my stimulation.

"Ah...ah...yes...faster...faster!" My wife was no longer concerned about the gazes of the other men around us and began to moan

happily .

Just as she was about to climax, I gradually slowed down: "No, my tongue is tired."

"You rascal, you're killing me! You've left me stuck in this state," my wife said.

"I'm sorry, but why haven't you reached your climax yet? Why don't we call the other men to help?" I

said.

"No...oh...no...I...I've already...made a fool of myself, and you still want me...to be touched?"

My wife only then realized that the other men around us were watching and immediately covered her breasts with her hands.

Brother A interjected, "Sister-in-law, don't say that. You're not making a fool of yourself; I actually find you

very sexy right now."

"You guys... of course you say that, oh... you all... want to... do something bad to me!" my wife said.

I gestured for one of my buddies to stroke my wife's free left leg.

The moment , my wife cried out "no" and twisted slightly, but didn't strongly resist.

Seeing this, the other buddies knew they had a chance, so Brother A and another buddy approached

my wife from the left and right, first gently stroking her less sensitive arms, then slowly moving down her arms to her hands covering her

breasts, circling her hands and pressing down occasionally, making her feel as if she were caressing

her breasts . Later, they even directly touched the flesh of her breasts exposed between her fingers.

To get a clearer view of my wife being attacked, I stood up, bent down, and gently

inserted my fingers into my wife's vagina, slowly thrusting in and out. Now we could clearly see my wife's wedding dress pushed up to

her waist . One of my buddies was busy playing with her toes, while another started licking her inner thighs and even

put her feet inside his pants, apparently massaging his penis.

The two buddies had already pulled away her hands covering her breasts; one was sucking on her nipple, while the other

licked her armpit and twisted her other nipple with his fingers.

My wife had previously only exposed herself outdoors or made love to me in front of a computer for other buddies to see,

so this was the first time she had been teased by so many men at once, and because of this, she quickly reached orgasm.

Although we could see she had orgasmed, we still gently caressed every inch of her skin.

After her orgasm, my wife looked at her buddies surrounding her with shame and said, "You said it was just for taking pictures, but in the end… in

the end… it's so embarrassing!"

"In the end, you'll be overjoyed!" I said.

"You still say that? You're the worst! Let go, how long are you going to keep touching me?" Girls are always a

bit shy; even after you've touched her, she still pretends not to want to.

We let go and let my wife straighten her clothes. Then Brother A said, "It's time to play with the newlyweds. First,

blindfold the bride, then let her feel which one is her husband."

"I don't want to play anymore, you guys always cheat," my wife said.

"No, we won't leave until we've played with the newlyweds. A moment of bliss is precious, don't waste time,"

Brother A said.

"Wife, hurry up and play! Otherwise, they won't leave," I said.

My wife had no choice; she had promised before, so she had to comply. We stood in a row facing

the bride and took off our pants. The emcee brought my wife over, took her hand, and guided her to touch

one of the male companions' penises: "Sister-in-law, feel which one is your husband?"

"Eek! What's that? Aren't we only supposed to touch hands and feet? Why...why is it that?"

My wife realized after touching it a couple of times.

"How could we netizens just touch hands and feet like that, so unoriginal?"

My wife was silent for a moment, then reached out and touched her own penis again, before moving on to the next person.

Seeing my wife in her wedding dress touching other people's penises was incredibly exciting; I had to take lots of pictures.

That's right! I wasn't standing with everyone; I was taking pictures, so my wife definitely wouldn't find me.

After everyone had touched their penises, my wife hesitated, then touched them several more times. When she stood in

front of one of the netizens, intending to say it was him, I immediately switched places with another person and returned to the queue.

The host said, "Sister-in-law, please guess carefully; you'll be punished if you guess wrong!"

"You didn't explain clearly before, so what kind of punishment is there?" my wife said.

"If you guess wrong, you'll have to take off your clothes."

"I only have a wedding dress and underwear, does that mean I'll have to strip naked if I guess wrong? I won't agree!"

"Don't you have any confidence that you can guess which one is your husband's?"

My wife thought for a moment, then pulled down her blindfold and said, "This one!" When she saw that the person in front of her wasn't

me, her expression was indescribable. Sometimes she looked disappointed, then a little resentful, but quickly

became shy.

"Take off your clothes! Take off your clothes! Take off your clothes..." The moment my wife guessed wrong, we shouted excitedly.

My wife glanced at me, and I nodded to her, looking at her with encouraging eyes. She

reached behind her back and unzipped the dress, and the entire wedding dress fell off her, leaving her only in her underwear.

Everyone stared at my wife, who was a little overwhelmed. She covered her chest with her hands and said, "

Haven't seen me already? Why are you still staring like that? It makes me uncomfortable."

"Sister-in-law, you can see clearly in person, and it has a three-dimensional quality."

"You can't tell from photos that your skin is so white."

They praised her one after another, making her feel quite flattered. Later, the bride even took her hands

down .

"Sister-in-law, you haven't guessed yet, quickly cover your eyes. But be careful this time, you're only wearing your underwear."

After they moved, my wife started touching herself one by one. Of course, she guessed wrong again. Amid

our shouts of "Take off your clothes," my wife took off all her underwear, and it was quite obvious that the middle of her underwear was wet.

" No wonder she's become so cooperative."

"Sister-in-law, this is the last time. If you guess wrong again, you'll be punished by having to help me guess who you're wrong and give them a handjob."

"Ugh...you guys are being mean again! But there are only four people left, I'm sure I'll guess right," my wife

said firmly, but unfortunately, she definitely wouldn't be able to find me. But who exactly is she going to help me give a handjob?

"Sister-in-law, you guessed wrong again."

"How come you can't guess me?" I said.

"Sister-in-law, you're punished by having to help me give a handjob," the lucky guy said.

"Why did I guess wrong again? Why do your little brothers look so similar?" my wife said.

"Sister-in-law, you have to be punished if you lose."

"Oh! Hurry up and be punished!"

The lucky guy sat on the bed, and my wife pulled up a chair and sat in front of him, starting to help him give a handjob.

We watched as the bride's left hand began to stroke the man's penis, each stroke slow but

with large movements, while her right hand gently rubbed his scrotum. The speed of the masturbation gradually increased, and even my wife's

breasts vibrated rapidly with the quick movements of his hands, but the man showed no signs of ejaculating.

"I'm so tired! How come you haven't ejaculated after ten minutes?" my wife complained, stopping her hands.

"I don't know, maybe if my sister-in-law lets me touch your breasts, I'll ejaculate quickly," the man

said. My wife looked at me, and I said, "I don't mind, our principle is that both men and women should enjoy themselves, as long as

you don't mind."

"Well... okay then!" my wife said to the man.

So the man unceremoniously reached out and grabbed the bride's breasts, starting to play with

them . My wife, equally unceremoniously, reached out and found the man's penis, starting to masturbate it. The man's hands

kept kneading and flattening my wife's breasts, and the pink nipples quickly hardened. The man even leaned down and stuck out his tongue

, constantly circling around my wife's nipples. Seeing that my wife didn't resist at all, and even thrust her chest higher and higher,

as if afraid that his hands wouldn't be able to kiss her nipples.

After a round of teasing, Tonghao finally took his wife's nipple into his mouth, and she couldn't help

but let out happy moan. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks flushed, her breathing rapid, and her face full of pleasure.

They caressed each other for a while, then Tonghao stood up and placed his penis near his wife's mouth,

saying, "Sister-in-law, this way I'll... oh... like this..."

Before Tonghao could finish speaking, his wife, lost in passion, had already put his penis in her mouth, sucking

and licking it with even more fervor than when he was giving me oral sex. Tonghao didn't neglect his wife either; he pulled her buttocks

closer and gently stroked her vulva and clitoris.

A few minutes later, Tonghao grabbed his wife's head, using her mouth as a vagina, thrusting back and forth repeatedly. His wife

seemed to be unable to take it anymore, pushing against his legs with both hands. After more than ten thrusts, she saw Tonghao's body

convulse five or six times after his penis was fully inside her mouth.

The netizen pulled out his penis, which was covered in saliva and semen. His wife coughed a few times, some of the semen

dripping from the corners of her mouth, some onto the ground, and some onto her body. "You were so rough, and you even went in so deep

! You shot all the semen into my throat!" his wife complained to the netizen.

"I'm so sorry, sister-in-law, you know how good you felt sucking me, I was so happy I forgot myself."

"Now that you've punished me, can I have my wedding night with my husband?" his wife said.

"Sister-in-law, we have one more game," the netizen said.

"We have to play again? Haven't you had enough after playing all night? I'm not playing anymore!" his wife said.

"Don't be angry, this time you can just sit in a chair," the netizen said.

"Really, I can just sit? What's the game like?" his wife asked, this time she was smarter and asked for details first.

"Sister-in-law, you can just sit. We'll blindfold you and lick you with our tongues, and you have to

find out which one is your husband's tongue," the netizen said.

"Where should I lick?" his wife asked.

"You made your sister-in-law suffer earlier, sucking our penises, so of course we have to make it up to you now. Let's lick your little

honey hole."

"How can that be considered compensation? You're just trying to take advantage of me again. Can we lick somewhere else?" My wife

said, blushing, but she had already blindfolded herself and sat on the bed.

"Sister-in-law, where do you want us to lick?" Brother A said.

"Hmm... I can't think of anything, but it's dirty down there, so you can find somewhere else." Although my wife said this, she

was already lying on the bed with her legs slightly open, her labia peeking out from among the pubic hair. It was obvious that my wife

actually wanted us to lick her vulva, but it was inconvenient for a young woman to say it too bluntly.

Because I was afraid they would frighten my wife, I went first and placed my hands on my wife's knees. My wife's body

trembled slightly, but she did not resist, so I slowly opened her legs. "No, it's dirty there."

Although my wife said this, there was only a very weak resistance, so I stuck out my tongue and gradually forced it towards her clitoris.

"Ah... no..." My wife cried out softly.

After I licked for ten seconds, it was the next person's turn, and then another ten seconds later, the next person's turn. After everyone had licked her, I said,

"Wife, what number is it?"

"I don't know, it's so fast I can hardly tell," my wife said.

"Oh! No need to say, let's do it again," I said. Then I bent down to her crotch again, and this time I licked

for a good twenty or thirty seconds. Then it was the next person's turn, and then another...

"Ah...ah...no...too exciting...I can't guess...oh...slower...

slower..." Before

one . Soon my wife couldn't take it anymore and started to squeeze her legs together. So I sat

on the bed, held her in my arms, and spread her legs so that my fellow enthusiasts could lick my wife freely.

Watching my fellow enthusiasts line up to suckle my wife's vagina, listening to her moans and breaths

: "Ah...ah...no...don't...go in...I can't take it...faster...

I can't ...ah..."

How could I keep such a wonderful scene to myself? So I pulled off my wife's blindfold so she

could see several of my enthusiasts burying their faces between her legs, sticking their tongues into her vagina, and sucking on her clitoris. And...

He whispered lewd things in her ear, describing how his buddy licked her clitoris and how he stuck his tongue into

her vagina. Perhaps influenced by the obscene scene, I saw my wife actively rubbing her breasts with both hands.

"Want someone to suck the bride's nipples?" I said. Two buddies came over upon hearing this and

began to play with my wife's breasts.

After a few minutes, my wife could no longer withstand their advances and said to me, "Honey, I

can't take it empty down there, please come and fuck me, okay?"

Actually, I had been wanting to fuck her all night, so I went to the foot of the bed and signaled to my buddies that it was time to get real

. They helped me spread my wife's legs, and I saw that her labia were already red and swollen, and her crotch was

very , I couldn't tell if it was her vaginal fluid or my buddies' saliva. I unceremoniously

swirled my penis between her labia, partly to get some of her vaginal fluid on it, and partly to whet her appetite.

"Honey, stop playing around, I want it," my wife pleaded.

"What do you want? We don't know what you want!" I said.

"I want my husband's little brother, hurry up!"

"Well... here I come!" I grabbed my wife's waist and thrust deep into her vagina.

"Ah! Husband, it's so full! Move faster!"

I started thrusting, while my buddies moved to attack my wife's upper body, constantly caressing and kissing

her body. Her breasts were, of course, the worst target; one hand would leave, and the other would immediately reach up,

stretching her nipples long. As I thrust into my wife, I watched my buddies' hands roam over her

body , while my wife shyly covered her face with her hands.

One of my buddies pulled my wife's hands away and brought them to his crotch. Seeing my wife hesitate slightly, I grabbed it and started

stroking it. Another buddy saw this and did the same, making my wife serve his penis.

"Ah... husband... so... excited... so excited... my whole body... feels so... comfortable!"

my wife said.

"Of course, now seven men are serving you together. Do you like this wedding gift?"

"I like it... Oh! Ouch! No... No... Biting there, it hurts... It itches..." my wife

said.

"Is it hurting or itchy?" I asked.

"I don't know... Ah... It's all... Oh... Oh..." My wife stopped after saying that,

because one of her buddies had already put his penis in her mouth.

The scene was really obscene. On her wedding night, the bride was being played with on the bed by her husband and several men

, while her hands held a man's penis, her mouth was servicing another, and her vagina was being penetrated by her husband.

Three other buddies took turns stroking, sucking, rubbing her breasts, and taking pictures.

I slowed down my thrusting, because my wife had never experienced two men and one woman having sex at the same time, and it was

her wedding night, so I didn't want other men's penises inside her. Slowing down the thrusting would give her more time

to help her buddies release their pent-up desires.

The relentless assault of the six men distracted my wife. I noticed she was busy using her hands on one side, forgetting to use them

on the other ; when she focused on oral sex, her hands stopped again. After more than ten minutes, she hadn't even finished with one of the men.

Seeing that the man who was doing oral sex on her was getting impatient, he started grabbing her head and thrusting his hips.

My wife was quite cooperative, even sucking on his penis hard, making her cheeks hollow and

clearly . Before long, the man had inserted most of his penis into my wife's mouth and ejaculated all his semen

inside.

As soon as the man withdrew, my wife's mouth was empty, and she immediately cried out, "No...no...I can't take it anymore...

husband...faster...do it again...I...I'm dying...faster...faster..."

Of course, I ignored her, but I saw that my wife's hands had stopped, and she was just tightly gripping the penises of the two men.

It seemed she was really exhausted, so the two men had no choice but to use her hands to masturbate themselves.

"No...ah...faster...faster...die...don't...do...ah..." I saw my wife was a bit

incoherent , and since I'd been busy all day and was worried she was too tired, I didn't wait for the two guys to ejaculate. I grabbed

her waist and started thrusting.

After a round of attacks, my wife reached orgasm first. I saw her vagina contracting repeatedly, like

a small mouth sucking on my penis. After more than ten thrusts, I plunged my penis deep inside, ejaculating

all my semen inside her. After I ejaculated, my wife lay limp on the bed, letting the two guys hold her hands

and stroke them. A while later, the two guys ejaculated on her breasts.

We had originally planned to punish my wife because she lost the game, but she was still too tired to move after lying naked

for half an hour , so the other two guys who hadn't finished could only

masturbate while stroking her body. Although my wife was being stroked, she didn't react at all; she seemed really exhausted.

The last two enthusiasts ejaculated on my wife before leaving. I was too tired, so after seeing them off,

I lay fell asleep next to my wife.

The

next morning, we got up early to wash and then rushed to the airport to go on our honeymoon. After passing through the gate, we sat

to the side waiting to board the plane, and soon both of us fell asleep.

"Big Brother, Sister-in-law, Big Brother, Sister-in-law…" Suddenly someone tapped my shoulder. I groggily opened my eyes and saw

the same group of enthusiasts from yesterday. My wife was already up.

I composed myself and said, "Why are you all here?"

"We're going on a trip together," Brother A said.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Didn't you forget? You said you were going to Thailand for your honeymoon, and Sister-in-law would be swimming naked at the beach, and you even said everyone was

welcome to come. We took special leave!" Brother A said.

I had made up that story, but I didn't expect someone to actually take leave, and I was speechless for a moment.

"Well… please take good care of me these next few days, don't… make me too tired," my wife said.

I stared at my wife in astonishment, speechless.

"Don't look at me like that. Didn't you want me to cooperate the most? If only... if only I had cooperated sooner,

then I wouldn't have had to wait until last night to find out... to find out... how wonderful that was!" my wife said shyly, her head bowed.

Although I had mentioned wanting to try two men and one woman, I never expected it to suddenly

turn into seven men and one woman without any warning!

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