[My Cuckold Fetish] [Author: donaldtrmp]

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My Cuckoldry Complex

> I only graduated from junior high school, I'm not very educated, and I have no writing talent.
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> This is my first post, so the value lies in its authenticity, haha, please bear with it.

##My True Story with My Wife

### First Love

My wife and I are both born in the 80s, I was born in '80, and she was born in '82.

Around the end of 2001, I started working in a Taiwanese-owned factory in Guangdong.

I started as a packaging worker. My wife had been there for almost two years and
was now a production line foreman. She had a somewhat fiery personality, a very outspoken and decisive nature.

I had just come from my rural hometown in Anhui. While I was considered handsome, I was quite shy. My wife was
from Hubei, about 165 cm tall. While not exceptionally beautiful, she had a great presence and a slightly alluring
charm . She had a great figure, large, firm breasts that swayed as she walked, and a large bottom. When I
first saw a Japanese adult film actress named Mizuno Asahi, I thought she looked exactly like a younger version of
my wife —I mean, her figure and appearance were somewhat similar, except her features were a bit more defined,
and her eyes were single-lidded and small. Haha, this led me to download all of Mizuno Asahi's films
to fantasize about my wife.

Those male colleagues... In the fields, they called her "Big Boobs." I was a diligent and hardworking worker. When I had free time
, I would help out in other parts of the production line. Before my three-month probation period was over, I was promoted to assistant foreman, becoming my wife's assistant and
managing the production line with her. She took good care of me. At that time, I had never been in a relationship before. Receiving
care made me feel inexplicably happy for the first time. I started to feel like dating her because
I really liked her personality. Perhaps because I was shy and reserved, I had always wanted to find a
girl .

At first, although I didn't pursue her, I often felt a strange sense of jealousy. My wife was
the kind person who could get along with anyone. I didn't like her flirting with the male workers in her spare time.
I felt annoyed when many male workers called her "Big Boobs" behind her back; I felt they were being disrespectful, as if they were insulting
my wife.

We worked together very well, and on Sundays I often invited her out for meals and karaoke.
(Not the current kind, just a TV DVD player with a microphone and speakers.

Five cents a song). Hiking. I knew I was pursuing him, but I hadn't said it aloud.
She, however, seemed completely oblivious, as if she only saw me as a colleague.

My work was excellent. Every day I meticulously summarized the production line's operations, wrote it down in my notebook
, and made timely adjustments. Soon, the efficiency of our production line improved rapidly.

The department head was very satisfied and planned to promote my wife to workshop section chief. However, my wife recommended
me to the leader, which I hadn't expected. Sure enough, I got promoted. In less than six months, I became the
deputy section chief of the workshop. Something I never imagined.

After the promotion, my salary increased significantly. One Sunday after payday, I invited her to Dameisha Beach.
Just the two of us. On the way there, the car was very bumpy, and my wife got seasick. I was terribly carsick and threw up several times. For the first time, I
boldly pulled her into my arms. It was the first time in my life I'd ever held a girl in my arms, and it made me incredibly
happy. We had a great time, and on the way back, my wife was cheerful and didn't get carsick again.

Our relationship suddenly became much closer. One Sunday, I invited her to a small town and
took a jewelry store. I bought her a platinum ring. Keep in mind that wages
were generally low in early 2000, and she was incredibly surprised, asking me what it meant. I said, "Will you be my girlfriend?" Even
the usually carefree her blushed. She didn't refuse the ring. I knew our relationship was now official.

Then we started dating, eating together, watching movies, rollerblading—the
typical leisure activity for migrant workers in Guangdong at that time. It must have been less than a month later, one evening after work, we were at the factory...
We were taking a walk outside when we came to a deserted lawn, behind which stood the high wall of an electronics factory. I couldn't resist pulling her
behind a tree, leaning against the wall, embracing her, and kissing her. It was my first kiss; I was clumsy, and she pried open my mouth and slipped
her tongue inside. The feeling of that first kiss was so wonderful; I was intoxicated. Her large breasts against my thin chest felt
so comfortable. She took my hand and placed it on her breast; I'll never forget that feeling. I felt so happy.
My penis was already erect, pressing against her. She reached down and grabbed my penis. I rubbed her
breasts, and then, boldly, I lifted her skirt and touched her genitals.

She let go of me, took off her panties, and stuffed them into my pocket. Then, squatting down, she unbuckled my
belt and unbuttoned my pants, then, leaning against the wall, said, "Put it in." Although I had no experience, I had watched
quite a few adult films. I held my wife's buttocks... He entered. Surprisingly, it wasn't that hard to find, probably
because my wife was already very aroused; it went in easily.

Soft and warm. I didn't even have time to savor it. I ejaculated immediately. My first time
was gone just like that. Probably no one else has had their first kiss and first time happen on the same night.

At the time, I didn't think about virginity; I only knew I had her completely captivated. She took her panties out of
my pocket and wiped herself. We continued to kiss and hug for a while before going back to the dorm. I'll never
forget my wife's allure that night; she went back to the dorm without a bra, clutching her panties in her hand.

After that first time, we were hooked. We started going to temporary rental rooms outside; back then,
there were those small buildings everywhere, with tiny rooms inside, 10 yuan on Sundays and 20 yuan on weekends. We
started going to these temporary rental rooms every day for pleasure.

###An Unexpected Discovery

Our relationship was exposed. My boss, the section chief, was a woman in her thirties. Once, she half-
jokingly called me a cuckold. I was only twenty-one at the time, and although I didn't think about it carefully, I vaguely
guessed it might be related to my wife's past. We were both in the happiest period of our lives then, and I really didn't pay
any attention to it.

Until one day, after work, we saw a couple selling cold noodles outside the factory. I
went to buy some, and my wife walked up behind me. The man, from a distance, said to my wife, "You work at
this factory now?" My wife hummed in response and immediately turned back. I was puzzled and casually asked, "
Do you know each other?" The man selling cold noodles said, "Yes, she and her boyfriend used to share a rental apartment with us.
They were our neighbors across the hall." I said, "Maybe she mistook you for someone else." The wife selling cold noodles said, "How could that be? We shared an apartment
for over a year, seeing each other every day, how could I mistake her? But she's changed a little now; before, she seemed like a very young
girl." I didn't say anything, paid, picked up the cold noodles, and went home. I asked my wife if she knew the person who
sold the cold noodles, and she said no. I didn't say anything more.

My wife and I quickly applied for overnight accommodation together, found a rental apartment, and started living like a married couple. I
'm not stupid, but I already sensed that my wife might not be a virgin anymore, even though she was only 19.
Her initiative during our first time, and her skillful techniques in bed—she was the one teaching me how to do it,
what positions were comfortable, and her oral skills were excellent—I only knew that we were very happy, so I
didn't bother to think about her past.

One day, my wife wasn't home, and I saw a small box she had. I opened it and saw many small
items inside, including a camera and many rolls of film. I was curious, so I took out the film and looked at each roll; they were all
photos my wife had taken before. But suddenly I noticed some photos of men, and then intimate
photos , hugging and kissing. I was shocked; I remember my heart was pounding. I
took the film to the nearest photo studio and had them develop it all. Then came the long wait.
Two days later, I went to the photo studio and picked up a package of photos. Sure enough, it was my wife, with
photos of her and a rather tall and handsome man, all sorts of intimate photos. I couldn't calm down for a long time; I was really a little jealous.
I didn't know how to handle it, so I decided to keep quiet for now. That would seem too petty.
I'd ask .

That night, after we made love, I asked her if she had ever dated before. She answered quite frankly,
"Yes. I've dated a few times. Three times.

The first was a classmate from my wife's junior high school. The second was
a fellow villager . The third was at our current factory; the guy was from Hunan. Later, this guy quit his job,
and their relationship ended.

My wife started working in 1998, when she was only 16 years old. She said she had just graduated from junior high school and didn't want
to continue studying; staying at home was boring. So she wanted to go out and work, and a fellow villager brought her and another
woman from the same village to work with her." Her husband, a man from Hubei, was married to a woman who was quite a bit older than her. She said he was about seven or eight years older and had been
working in Guangdong for many years. When she was only sixteen, he treated her like an older brother, getting her
meals and hot water, taking her hiking, and playing with her. She said she was eventually moved by him and started
dating . I asked why he didn't date another girl. She said, "Maybe I'm prettier than her."

They worked in this small factory from 1998 to 2000. Because she turned 18 in 2000,
she got a job at our current large, reputable Taiwanese-owned company. She said she broke up with her husband.
I asked why, and she said she didn't like him. He was much older than her, and he smoked, drank, gambled, and was a bit of
a slut , so she broke up with him.

At our current Taiwanese-owned factory, the handsome Hunan man I developed the photo of is her
third .

He pursued her relentlessly, and eventually won her over. However, their relationship lasted less than a year before the man quit his job and
they broke up. I saw him once more; my wife and I were about to leave the factory for a
day out when he came to meet his fellow Hunanese. My wife immediately hid behind me and pulled me into
a nearby restaurant. I asked if we'd run into an old acquaintance, and my wife blushed deeply.

At that time, I didn't ask my wife if she had had those kinds of relationships with her three exes. I really
couldn't bring myself to ask; after all, it was her past. She hadn't met me yet, so it wasn't like she had wronged me
. But I still felt a pang of sadness.

I kept thinking about what the guy selling cold noodles had said—that she'd lived with her boyfriend for over a
year and they'd done everything. But I truly loved my wife. I didn't feel
any excitement about being cuckolded; I was just a little sad. But that might have planted the seeds of my later cuckoldry complex.

I often sulk with my wife because I knew about her past.

What annoyed me even more was that I noticed my wife would still flirt with
the . These men would occasionally take advantage of her, like patting her buttocks
, and my wife wouldn't get angry. On the contrary, she often touched the men inappropriately. I don't know why
. Does letting the men take advantage of her make these male workers so obedient to her? When I happened to witness
this, I would get angry and ignore my wife at night, and she would come over gently, kiss me, help me undress,
massage me, and give me oral sex. I would get aroused and we would have sex. Then we would gently embrace each other, and all my
anger would disappear. This kind of thing happened from time to time.

### A Year and a Half of Long-Distance Relationship

I worked in this factory for more than two years. In May 2004, I quit.

A fellow villager was working in the Yangtze River Delta region and said the wages were good. It was also much closer to home, so I
finally quit. My wife stayed in Guangdong for the time being. I planned to have her come over after I settled down.

But this separation lasted for a year and a half. We often talked on the phone for long periods, expressing how much we missed each other.
I worked here and rented an apartment. She was still living in our old rented apartment in Guangdong. Originally, I...
We have sex more than three times a week. I don't know how my wife manages it. I know she never
uses , but I know how alluring her body is. Sigh, I'd better not think about it.

Meanwhile, in my rented apartment here, my roommate is a divorced young woman. She's around thirty,
five or six years older than me. She's quite pretty, with long, flowing hair, fair skin, beautiful eyes, and sensual lips.
Seeing that I'm alone, she often greets me, and I greet her warmly, calling her Sister Zhang.
Ultimately, I was seduced by her.

The scenario is cliché: one Sunday afternoon, she said the light in the room was broken. She said she had bought a new bulb and
asked me to change it for her, as it was very hot. She was dressed very lightly, just a thin, loose nightgown, clearly not
wearing a bra breasts weren't large, but her nipples were very prominent. When I took the broken bulb down and handed it to her,
as she bent down to get the new one, I suddenly saw her breasts, and then I saw her very bottom—a dark patch.
I wasn't wearing any underwear, and my penis immediately became erect. I was standing on a stool, and my penis pushed my beach shorts
up quite a bit. I was incredibly embarrassed. When she saw it, she laughed and said, "Why such a big reaction?"
I said, "Hehe, it's all your fault." After changing the light, I didn't leave and chatted with her for a while. She asked
why I'd only been seen alone for so long, and said that such a handsome guy like me must not have a girlfriend. I
told her the truth, that my girlfriend worked in Guangdong. She joked that since we weren't together for so long, I should be careful my girlfriend didn't
cheat on me. Maybe I suddenly thought of my wife being alone, because I didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Seeing that I was stunned, she laughed and said, "Don't think so much, everyone has desires. You don't want women, do you?
Since I'm single now, why don't you take advantage of me?" I suddenly woke up. Even a fool would know
what to do . Then came my several months of blissful affair with this young woman. About six months later, she
seemed to have found a boyfriend and moved away. However, she still had my QQ account and visited me a couple
of times after she moved. We had no feelings for each other, only physical needs. It was the first and only time I
experienced that kind of purely casual sex relationship that young people have these days.

###Post-Marriage Discovery

My wife came to live with me for about a year and a half, and we resumed our passionate relationship.

A year later, we got married. Soon after, our son was born. I borrowed some money from home and opened a small shop.
Business was surprisingly better than working a regular job. After two or three years, I, not yet thirty, was able
to afford a down payment on a 100-square-meter apartment in a second-tier city and a car worth around 100,000 yuan. Life
suddenly became very fulfilling.

I've known my wife for almost seven or eight years, but our married life has gradually become mundane.
I'm increasingly curious about my wife's relationships with her three previous boyfriends. Did she have sex with all of them?
I really want to know if my wife cheated on me during the year and a half we were apart. I even started imagining
her sleeping with another man while she was alone in Guangdong, and it got exciting and I'd
get an erection. But I can't bring myself to ask her, given the past. If
I asked her about that year and a half, she'd definitely say no and call me crazy.

It was already 2012, and things took a turn for the better. Our son was on summer vacation from kindergarten, and my wife said she'd take
him back to her hometown in Hubei for a month.

I finally discovered something: she remembered her QQ password on her home computer. QQ
has a great feature: you can manually sync messages from your phone to your computer, and seven days' worth of messages can
be synced from the cloud. I saw that after my wife got home, she saw her junior high school classmates' QQ group organizing
a . I checked her QQ messages every day, and sure enough, their reunion happened soon after.

Later, one of his male classmates chatted with my wife on QQ and said, "It seems like XX still
has deep feelings . Why didn't you two get together?"

My wife said, "Pshaw. What's the use now? You're a mother now."

His classmate said, "Weren't you two doing well? I think you were working in the same place some year ago."

My wife said, "Around 2005, we weren't in the same town. It was quite far, we only saw each other once a week at most."

His classmate said, "I heard from XX that you two got together later when you were in Guangdong." My

wife said, "How could he say something like that?"

His classmate said, "What's wrong? You have a lot of complaints about him?"

My wife said, "Yes, I've never seen a man like that. Almost every time, I'm the one who goes to see him, it's just for sex.
Nothing else. We've been talking about marriage for over half a year, and he hasn't dared to say a word. He's so petty, it's
like I'm just a tool for him to vent my frustrations."

His classmate said, "Hehe, men are all like that, at that age they think about this all the time."

My wife said, "My husband is much better than him. Luckily he realized his mistake back then, hehe."

His classmate said, "Hehe." I

was furious when I saw this message. Sure enough, I was cheated on. I saved the QQ message and
will settle the score with you when you get home. I

stayed in her hometown for a month before my wife came back. But my anger had subsided considerably; it had been
seven or eight years, right? But not only had my anger subsided, I was getting more and more excited about it. It seemed like this was exactly
the result I wanted.

That night, I was actually very excited, and so was my wife. We showered early and got into bed. We

hadn't seen each other for a month and missed each other terribly. But I still had to question her. I asked her if,
during the year I was alone in Guangdong, she had taken advantage of my absence to satisfy herself with someone else. My wife was stunned. "What did you say?" I said I
discovered someone's little secret. Someone had slept with
another . My wife said, "What do you mean?"

I said, "I've already seen your QQ chat history with your classmate, and you still dare to say you didn't."

My wife was stunned and didn't know what to do. Then I whispered in her ear, "Honey, you're so slutty! Your husband
's not here, and you're going to see other men." However, I didn't seem very angry.

My wife cried and said, "I'm sorry, honey, hit me, scold me."

Actually, I also had an affair with my roommate that year, but I would never tell her.

I took this opportunity to ask her about her past.

I told her, "I need you to tell me the truth. How many things are you hiding from me? Before we met,
didn't you tell me you'd dated three men? Did you sleep with all three of them? Add this one, that makes four random
men .

" My wife said, "Honey, I'm sorry, please forgive me. I've told you the truth. We've been married for so
many years, I don't want to hide it from you anymore." Then she spilled everything.

The first was her first love from junior high, the guy from 2005—actually the same person.

Back then, it was just a simple mutual liking, nothing more than a real relationship. It was all innocent and

naive; we'd never even kissed. Later, somehow he found out that my wife's workplace
wasn't too far from his, and they got in touch.

With the added feeling of her first love, and the fact that I wasn't around, my wife was lonely, both physically and emotionally. So

, they started seeing each other. That guy was a virgin, just like I was back then. My wife said she suspected he
might have sensed she wasn't a virgin and was a little disgusted with her.

Because after their first time together, the guy's expression was very unpleasant. I can actually understand that
feeling . The first time we were together, I knew my wife wasn't a virgin; her kissing was so practiced. She even actively
grabbed my genitals, helped me take off my pants, and took off her own underwear, sticking her butt out. Plus, she
didn't have the shyness a young girl should have in bed, actively guiding my penis to her opening, and her oral sex skills were almost
masterful , with seductive moans. I could totally imagine it. She probably
couldn't even pretend to be a virgin, and even if she could, she'd give herself away the next time.

My wife said she saw him about once a week after that. Initially, there might still be some lingering affection.
Because that guy never said he loved her or considered her his girlfriend.
My wife said she'd given up on him; she had no feelings for him anymore. Later, she went to see him, probably because of physical
needs.

I asked, "What about the second one, your fellow Hubei native? Did you two have a relationship? Don't tell me you didn't."

My wife said, "Do you really want to know?" I said yes. My wife apologized
first to that person.

My wife went to work when she was 16. She went to Guangdong with a girl from the same village, brought by a man
who was at least seven or eight years older than her. He probably thought she was pretty; my wife said she was already quite
developed At first, he was very nice to her, buying her things every day and taking her out. My wife developed
some feelings for him, but not real love. One time, this man took her to his rented room for dinner alone and
then slept with her.

I asked my wife, "Were you forced?"

My wife said, "Not really, I think I was tricked."

I said, "It was half-hearted."

My wife said, "Well, at first I resisted, but then he aroused me."

I asked what it felt like the first time, and my wife said, "It hurt." "What else did it feel like?"

I asked my wife, "Was the man a virgin too?" My

wife said, "Definitely not, he's an expert. Otherwise, how could he have slept with me so easily?"

I asked my wife, "So, this was just the first time?" My

wife said, "How could that be? If there was a first time, there must have been a second and a third."

I said, "How many times?"

My wife said, "Who still keeps track? He comes almost every day. He's incredibly skilled."

I told my wife, "You know what that guy selling cold noodles told me last time? He said you two shared an apartment with him and his
wife for over a year.

" My wife said, "I'm sorry, honey. I shouldn't have kept it from you. I really didn't want you to know."

I said, "Didn't you not like him? How come you let him work for over a year?"

My wife didn't know what to say, then said, "Back then, I didn't know where else to go.

Being with him, at least he would take care of me.

" I said, "What about the third one, that handsome guy from Hunan who used to work at our factory?"

My wife said, "We were together for less than a year, probably only half a year, because from the time he joined the factory until he quit,
it was only a little over a year.

" I asked, "Did you two have a relationship?" Because I really don't know, I only saw
a lot . (The photos I developed later disappeared; I suspect my wife found them and threw them away. But she said
she had never seen them and didn't know where they went).

My wife nodded. She hummed in agreement.

Looking back now, I realize why my female boss at the factory called me a cuckold.
Everyone else knew, but I didn't know my wife had been being ridden by other men at the factory for almost a year.

I said, "Wife, I really am a big cuckold." "Wife, how can you be so horny?" I touched between her
legs; it was already sticky.

I said, "I'm going to fuck you to death, make you wear a green hat." I mounted her and started moving.

Seeing I wasn't angry, my wife excitedly cooperated. Soon, she started
moaning , "Husband, harder... almost there..."

Seeing the time was right, I stopped. "Wife, look how much I've suffered, promise me one
thing, okay?" My wife

was a little impatient, "I promise, hurry up!"

I said, "From now on, you have to be even hornier, okay? We've been married for so many years, and only I've fucked you. I
want other men to fuck you too. Let me continue being a cuckold, okay?"

I sped up my attack, and my wife trembled inside, hugging me tightly, and climaxed.

After this confession, my wife became much nicer to me. She probably felt a bit guilty.

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Thinking about it carefully, I feel my cuckoldry complex might stem from my initial obsession with virginity.

In my twenties, the thought that my wife had been with other men before me, and more than one at that, while
I was a virgin, made me uncomfortable.

After turning thirty, I gradually came to terms with these things; after all, society has become so open.

After many years of marriage, the passion has faded, and our sex life has become too bland. The thought of my wife's past with other men...
When I'm in love, I feel excited and a bit aroused, and my wife feels the same way. After she realized I no longer
cared about her past, she reminisced about her past relationships with other men, and even though many years had passed, she
still got excited.

I was very curious about my wife's past relationships with those three men, and I often asked her to tell me in detail. My wife
couldn't resist my nagging, and every time she talked, she would involuntarily become aroused. I would also get incredibly hard.

I once asked her if I was better in bed than her exes, which was why she chose me. Unexpectedly, my wife
immediately retorted, "Pah, you were the worst one, okay?" I said, "Are you kidding? I'm not
that bad, am I? So what did you like about me?" My wife laughed and said, "I just thought you were honest, reliable, and ambitious
."

Later, my wife told me that, objectively speaking, in terms of sex, I might be a little better than her first love,
but I can't compare to that older man from her hometown or that handsome guy from Hunan who was her third boyfriend.

My weakness is that I'm a bit short-lived; if I keep thrusting, it's over in two or three minutes.
However, I'm quite skilled. I do enough foreplay, which usually satisfies her. Actually, it's mainly because my wife is very
sensitive and orgasms easily.

My wife says her first love wasn't very good at understanding things. He's not as good as me in that respect. She says he always just
thrusts wildly without any strategy, and he doesn't know anything about foreplay or romance. I've met her first love a few times; he's average-looking,
probably 's gained a lot of weight and looks older. I didn't feel embarrassed meeting him; I think I'm
much better than him in every way. His financial situation isn't very good.

The most impressive one is my wife's fellow villager, the one who deflowered her. My wife says he's very skilled, and she doesn't
know how many girls from the factory he's slept with. He's very versatile, and his penis is particularly large and lasts a long time.
My wife said she was only sixteen or seventeen then, and he always drove her crazy. He also has an insatiable sex drive; he
needs it every day. He's also a bad person; he's a womanizer and secretly slept with other
girls . My wife says she can't control him and doesn't want to.

The third one, from Hunan, is tall and handsome, two years older than her, the same age as me. He's also
experienced . My wife says he completely deceived her feelings; he's the kind of guy who goes to a factory,
uses his looks to sleep with girls, and then runs away, disappearing without a trace after quitting. My wife says she
really ; he was good in every way, and great in bed. She says his family lives in
Shenzhen, but she's never been allowed to meet them.

She felt he was just playing around, so she got bored and just went along with it
. She didn't feel any regret when they broke up.

Actually, I'm most curious about the guy from my wife's hometown who deflowered her. I find him very mysterious; I have
this feeling I might have met him before. I asked my wife, and she said she didn't know him.

Anyway, my wife basically avoids mentioning where this man lives or what his name is. She's never told me the name of the girl from the same village who came
to work , but I definitely know her. It still
feels like an unsolved mystery.

I especially love hearing my wife talk about the guy from her hometown who deflowered her, because he was not only incredibly sexually potent but also very skilled at having fun. My wife says she was greatly influenced by him. She says it mainly happened between
1999 and 2000. Back then, there wasn't much entertainment in the industrial areas of Guangdong. The main options were small dance halls, roller skating rinks, projection rooms, and VCD player rooms. They were all very basic, just places for the factory workers to have fun. Her fellow villager often took her to these places. 　　My wife says her fellow villager had planned this all along; he frequently took her to those small VCD player rooms. These rooms had a downstairs area for selecting discs, and upstairs were individual cubicles simply partitioned off with wooden boards, without doors, just curtains. Inside, there were one or two single sofas, a TV, a VCD player, and headphones. Discs were basically one yuan each. 　　The picture quality on these TVs was a little better than in the projection rooms. My wife said that at first, she would choose the films herself , and the two of them would each have their own private room to watch their own. One time, while she was watching, he came in and said to her, " The owner said this film is new and quite good, why don't you take a look?" Later, my wife indeed put the CD in and watched it As she watched, those explicit scenes appeared; it turned out to be one of those Hong Kong/Taiwanese Category III films, with a pretty good plot. My wife said it was the first time she'd ever seen that kind of film, and she was immediately shocked, her face burning, but she still stared intently at the screen until the end. 　　My wife said this happened two or three times. Each time, her husband would pretend not to know anything about the film's content. While she watched, he would watch his own, without disturbing her. After she finished, he wouldn't take the disc to watch himself, but would simply return it. My wife said she was so naive back then; he clearly showed her those kinds of films on purpose. But at the time, she was very curious and wanted to watch. My wife said her underwear was soaked after watching the film, and that's how she fell into his trap step by step. That led to that one time he forced himself on her and took . 　　After he got his wife, he became more unrestrained. He would choose DVDs downstairs while his wife went upstairs to find seats with two single sofas or a large sofa. The two of them would watch together in a private booth, watching a normal movie and then secretly switching to a pornographic one. When they got aroused, they would touch each other while watching, and sometimes they would even have sex directly. Actually, having sex in such an environment is very exciting, because there is only a curtain separating them, and people . Because they were all wearing headphones, the outside couldn't hear the sounds inside. I once watched a DVD, lifting the curtain one by one to find a seat, and I saw a couple having sex while hugging each other's buttocks. Thinking back to that time, the regulations were really lax. Almost every projection room would show pornographic films at midnight. Basically , no one cared. 　　My wife said that besides in these VCD screening rooms, they had also done it in the couples' seats in the projection room. They had sex in the open countless times, and he would tease his wife in different ways. My wife said she was completely corrupted by him. "He's so capable, don't you miss him? Have you ever thought about getting back together?" she asked. My wife replied, "So what if ? People don't live off that. He's no good; it's best to stay away. I won't go looking for him. He'll be like a leech, impossible to get rid of, and you'll regret it."

Later, I asked my wife why she used to flirt with the male workers in the workshop and let them take
advantage of her.

She said, "Look at all those production lines, which one is managed by a girl under twenty? She's managing dozens of people! You
think those stinky men are easy to handle? There are so many troublemakers, they don't listen to anyone. If only they were all good
employees !" She continued, "I know they call me 'Big Boobs' behind my back, a bunch of perverts. I'm not afraid of you!
A little touch won't hurt me. As long as they don't go too far, they usually pretend it's accidental.
Give them a little treat, and they're all obedient to me." I thought she was quite self-righteous, so I said to her, "
It seems girls who are deflowered at sixteen are different, so open-minded." My wife gave me a disdainful look and
scolded, "Get lost!"

It's mainly because she's become more open-minded as she's gotten older. Sometimes I think about how my wife was already
well-developed by two very skilled exes before me, and I'm quite fortunate because she's already very good at being
seductive , flirting, oral sex, and all sorts of positions. I'll just enjoy the fruits of others' labor, haha, it
feels a bit like "one generation plants the trees, another enjoys the shade."

### Training?

My wife isn't exactly the demure, reserved type. Training her isn't that difficult.

**Going out without underwear.**

I ask my wife to go out without underwear in a short skirt, and she rarely refuses, fulfilling my requests.

It's me, on the other hand, who's constantly worried. Afraid of being discovered. Another embarrassing moment. One night, I made
her go out to the night market without underwear in a very short skirt. At first, she probably noticed, but later she
forgot she wasn't wearing underwear. Seeing the ice cream wholesale stall, she said she wanted to buy ice cream wholesale. Because the ice cream was in
the freezer , she bent down to get it, and her skirt rode up, revealing half her buttocks—half her white
buttocks. I was standing not far behind, and I could see her long pubic hair clearly. I know the male ice cream
wholesaler definitely saw it. He smiled maliciously. I didn't tell my wife later, afraid she'd never go out without underwear again.

**Outdoor Sex**

My wife is far bolder than me. Every time we're out, even when there are other people around, she dares to reach into my
crotch. I'm always afraid of being seen. We've had sex outside many times at night. Every time, I
have to stop when I see someone coming. She says, "What's there to be afraid of? They can't see your face anyway." My wife always says I have the desire but not the courage.

**Finding a Fuck Partner?**

I once seriously talked to her about finding a fuck partner or lover. She said finding one wasn't a problem, but
she felt embarrassed with acquaintances, and where would she find strangers? Then the problem arose: we both have families, isn't it
safe . What if you encounter a scammer? Besides, who knows
if they have any infectious diseases? I said, "What if we don't have these safety, privacy, and health issues?" She said, "
Go find a handsome guy, a hunk would be best, haha." I really had no answer.

**Fantasizing**

I haven't taken any action because I really don't know how. Searching through the chaotic online space
is too much of a waste of time and energy.

Fantasizing, still fantasizing. I feel my wife is perfectly open to having sex with other men.

We've been married for over ten years now. While I also want to, I share
the same concerns as my wife: where to find a suitable person?

**Direction**

My wife said, since you want to satisfy your perverted desires, you can still think of ways. She said, "You see,
every we go hiking, we often see large groups of people, those
fitness groups organized in QQ groups for hiking, camping, etc. Why don't you join one and try it out? After all, you'll meet in person, it'll feel more real."
I said, "Great, let's do that. As long as you have a goal, you'll definitely achieve it if you work hard.

" My wife said, "Once you actually find someone, don't back down..."

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