Try to go to class reunions as little as possible.

I've lived with my wife for several years now. Life is full of ups and downs, petty squabbles, but we've had constant small arguments, which seem to have worn down our relationship over the years.

Just last month, over something minor, neither of us would give in, and we had a huge fight. In a fit of anger, I signed the divorce papers. She went back to her parents' house, and I left our child with her grandmother (for summer vacation).

My company required a month-long business trip, so my wife and I agreed to let it cool off for a month before going to the civil affairs bureau to finalize the divorce.

During that month, we didn't exchange a single message on WeChat or phone; neither of us contacted the other. Being a man, I thought a lot during that month. After much reflection, I realized there wasn't really a major conflict, mainly because we had a child, and I didn't want the child to suffer.

I felt a little regretful, but I couldn't swallow my pride and didn't call her.

The month passed quickly, neither long nor short.

When I returned from my business trip, the cold war continued. Looking at the cold, empty house, I just ordered takeout every day without getting angry.

One evening, I got home from work, around 10 PM. I was bored at home playing video games like PUBG when there was a knock at the door. I didn't move from my computer; it must be her, no one else.

My wife came in without saying a word and started packing her things, clearly determined.

Actually, seeing her come in softened me. Maybe I'm not good at expressing myself, but I didn't say anything tender, just hugged her and kissed her passionately.

Maybe it had been a while since we'd made love, because her breathing became rapid from my kisses. I stripped her naked—it's summer, so she didn't wear many clothes anyway—and I sat in the computer chair. She knelt between my legs and started sucking me very, very hard.

I didn't think much of it at the time. Before, when my wife and I made love, she always thought it was dirty and insisted on showering before we did it.

Anyway, we're an old married couple; once we got her mouth hard, we used to do the same few positions: missionary first, then doggy style.

Later, I lay down, and she sat on top of me, actively moving her vagina. We didn't use this position often before; she found it tiring, so I was always the one initiating. I always say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and it went really well. The main reason is that I'm usually the one initiating things; my wife is a conservative person, but this time she was much more open and seemed to be trying to please me.

Please be patient, I'm a slow-paced person in general, so I need to explain the whole story.

After we made love and showered, we lay in bed. Being a married couple, we made up quickly, and I said a lot of sweet nothings. I thought the whole thing was over.

But then, coincidentally, her phone was on the bedside table, and a WeChat message appeared on the screen: "Are you asleep?"

I glanced at it; it was clearly a man's name, dated 11:18 PM, asking if my wife was asleep.

My wife immediately panicked and said she didn't know him and it was a mistake. Do

you think I believe that? My wife and I have been very respectful of each other throughout our marriage. We share phone accounts and never look at each other's private information without permission.

After a few minutes of standoff, the phone rang. My wife wanted to answer it in the outer room, but I wouldn't let her, so I answered it from here. She hung up, and a few seconds later, it rang again.

This time she answered, said, "We'll talk about it tomorrow," and hung up.

I asked her who it was and what important thing it was that was calling in the middle of the night.

At first, she said it was a colleague calling about work. I said, "Who are you trying to fool? I'm not stupid."

Then it started arguing, cursing, and escalating to physical violence. Maybe she saw how crazy I was and finally got scared, so she gave me her phone password. I opened WeChat and saw the expected, yet disgusting, messages.

I only remember a few of the most memorable lines, so I'll recount the gist:

Man: What are you doing, you little slut?

Wife: At work. You're pretty free, huh?

Man: My legs are still weak, no, three legs.

Wife: You're getting the better of me and still acting innocent, how annoying.

Man: Are you free tonight? You're coming over here again.

Wife: Aren't you weak? I don't like weak ones.

Man: I get hard just looking at you, rock hard, hehe.

Wife: I'm busy, my ex-husband's coming back soon.

Man: What's there to be afraid of with your ex-husband? Can he control you?

Wife: We only signed the divorce papers, we haven't even finished the formalities yet.

Man: Your legs are so white, your butt is so soft, and your insides are so tight.

Wife: You pervert.

Now you know what I'm rambling on about, right?

She was slept with by someone else, right when I left. A sleepless night, interrogation, crying, confession—I finally got the gist of it.

The guy was my wife's high school classmate (let's call him C), who used to pursue her back in school.

We were having a cold war, and while I was away on a business trip, they organized a class reunion. I've always been against these kinds of gatherings. After so many years, what kind of relationship is there to maintain? Good friends are already buddies, they keep in touch regularly. Do you think a class reunion will suddenly make strangers close? The bold ones crawl into bed, the timid ones touch hands, and the idiots drink themselves to death!

My wife was the one who drank herself into oblivion, probably because she was in a bad mood. She drank a bottle of red wine and some beer. After the meeting, the man took the opportunity to take her home, and then they had sex.

Actually, my wife wasn't completely drunk. People's control decreases when they drink, especially women. I got these details out of my wife bit by bit.

Actually, C didn't take my wife home. Maybe she said she was divorced then, so she went straight to C's house. C is single.

When she got to his house, my wife vomited a lot of alcohol, washed her face, and became more sober. C helped her to the bed and started undressing her. At first, my wife resisted, but the man pressed down on her and kissed her repeatedly, saying how much he wanted her, how today had finally come true, how beautiful she was, even more charming than before. He kissed her ears first, then her neck, kissing her all the way down as he undressed her.

My wife said that she initially refused, but because she had been drinking, she didn't have much strength. When he kissed her breasts, her body reacted, so she stopped resisting and gave in to C.

When I heard this, I felt a mix of emotions, like my heart was stuffed with cotton, yet also an urge to keep listening, like an ant crawling inside me.

My wife continued, saying that after kissing her nipples, they hardened in about a minute. C continued kissing her while undressing her until she was only wearing lace panties. He kissed her nipples with his mouth while rubbing her genitals through the panties with his hands.

When C tried to insert his fingers into her, she stopped him. C didn't give up, climbed down, tore off her panties, and licked her with his mouth; her genitals were already wet. C then quickly stripped himself naked and easily entered her without a condom.

I asked my wife how it felt, and she said, "It's not as long as mine, but it's very thick, it feels like it's stretching my pussy tight and bouncy."

After a while, C said he was going to ejaculate, and my wife said, "You didn't use a condom, don't ejaculate inside." So C ejaculated on her stomach.

Afterwards, the two went to shower. When they returned and lay in bed, under the influence of alcohol, my wife frantically gave him oral sex. He became erect, and she knelt on the bed, letting him penetrate her from behind. She said it felt deeper that way

. When he was about to ejaculate, he wanted to ejaculate inside her, but she wouldn't let go, using her mouth to make him ejaculate until his penis went soft. She wouldn't let go, swallowing some of it. That's why my legs were weak. Before I came back, I had sex with C several more times, and finally, one time, C ejaculated inside me.

Now my wife regrets it and says she won't divorce me for the sake of the children. I have no reason to go back to C, because my wife said she was divorced. However, when I made love to my wife afterward, she wasn't as gentle as before. She didn't mind my roughness and tried her best to satisfy all my requests; she seemed to enjoy my roughness herself.

Aside from this incident, which occasionally bothered me, we argued much less about other things.

For some reason, when I made her call C's name during sex, it excited me even more. Sometimes during sex, I would ask my wife, "Can C and I fuck you together and enjoy your body together?"

My wife initially said no, but her body betrayed her; she was very excited. Just last night, while we were having sex, I asked her, "How about I do it with C too?" She replied, "Yes."

Another sleepless night. It's already happened, and I don't know what the future holds. Should I continue living like this for the sake of the children? I only know that my wife and I can never go back to the way things were!

[The End]

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