I accompanied my wife to find a man to have sex with.

I accompanied my wife to find a man for sex.
One Friday evening, my wife and I sat in the living room watching TV, a boring
soap opera playing. My wife impatiently pressed the remote, aimlessly changing channels. I glanced at her, knowing perfectly well
why she was so agitated. If someone asked me what the difference was between a 31-year-old woman and a 21-year-old girl
, it would be that a 31-year-old woman no longer hides her sexual desires, a desire that even
surprises ordinary men.
My wife leaned lazily against the sofa. "Honey, have you slept with other women before?" she
asked provocatively. "No!" I answered crisply, but in my mind, I was calculating how to
deal with her persistent questioning. "But Xiaoli admitted that you two had slept together," my wife continued. Xiaoli
was my ex-girlfriend and a close friend of my wife. To be honest, Xiaoli and I had indeed had
sex once or twice, but that was all in the past.
My wife came over, straddled my lap, and wrapped her arms around my neck, saying, "Honey, confess!
Have you slept with other women before?" After much torment, I couldn't withstand her interrogation and
had to admit to having had sex with Xiaoli once. "I don't care if you and Xiaoli did that,
as long as you're as passionate towards me as you are towards Xiaoli," my wife said. I knew her desire
was burning. That night, despite my best efforts to satisfy her,
she was still unsatisfied, repeatedly asking for another round. Exhausted, I no longer had the strength to satisfy her ever-
growing desire.
My wife and I lay in bed in silence. I stared blankly at the ceiling, while my wife murmured to herself
, "Honey, I've never slept with another man, but you've slept with other women. I
want to..." "You dare! If you really do that, we'll get a divorce!" I said angrily.
"Honey, I don't want to do that, but I'm so frustrated. You know, every time I go out,
when I pass that dance hall across the street, I've lost control and wanted to go in so many times." My wife tilted her head, pushed
my arm, and said earnestly, "Just once! If you hate me afterward, we can get a divorce." My wife
pleaded.
I remained silent. My wife, tormented by desire, had made those "transgressive" requests several times. By
now, I knew I couldn't stop her. If she really wanted to do something "transgressive" behind my back, what could I
do? But I still held onto a sliver of hope and tried to persuade her: "The people in the dance hall are too complicated.
What if a weak woman like you encounters a bad person?" "It's okay, you can protect me." My wife
excitedly kissed my cheek. I almost fainted when I heard her words, but after calming down, I realized she
had a point. Since she was determined to do that kind of thing, I should protect her, even if it meant doing
something "transgressive." "Whatever! Do whatever you want!" I sighed helplessly. "You
really agreed!" My wife kissed me passionately with joy.
The next afternoon, my wife, wearing a thin, low-cut blouse and a pretty light green skirt
, stood excitedly in front of the mirror, getting ready. I watched her, bewildered. My wife was beautiful and
had a well-proportioned figure; she was the kind of woman men found attractive. Before leaving, she took two birth control pills. I knew
she was really going to cheat this time.
I accompanied her downstairs and across the street. Just as we were about to enter the dance hall across the street, she stopped
me, saying, "Let's stay away from home. What if we run into someone we know? That would be so embarrassing!" So, we
took a taxi south to a dance hall far from home. Afraid of being seen, we quickly entered.
The lights were dim. My wife and I stood on the edge of the dance floor, her eagerly searching for a target.
A short while later, a man approached and asked my wife to dance. After dancing with him for a while, she returned to my
side. Clearly, she wasn't interested in him. After a while, a tall man came over and asked my wife
to dance. I saw a look of surprise and delight in her eyes; I knew she was interested. I could only stand
by the dance floor, watching my wife dance with that tall man, feeling truly miserable.
Disturbed, I left the dance floor to buy a beer. When I returned, I found my wife and
the man were gone. I frantically searched everywhere and finally found them in a dimly lit corner. I
went over and saw the man with one arm around my wife, while his other hand was groping her. My wife
was breathing heavily with excitement. When my wife saw me approaching, she immediately pushed the man away, straightened her dress, and the
man withdrew his hand. My wife stood up, pointed at me, and said to the man, "This is my husband!"
Then, she whispered in my ear, "I've told him our plan, and he agreed to
do it in our house!" "No way!" I refused flatly. "How can we bring a stranger to our
house? Besides, what if the neighbors see us?" I whispered in my wife's ear.
My wife turned back and whispered something to the man. He hesitated for a moment, then whispered
to my wife that his friend had a spare room where they could go, and my wife and I agreed.
My wife, the tall man, and I left the dance hall and quickly got into a taxi. I sat in the front
, while my wife and the man sat in the back. Through the rearview mirror, I saw the man holding my wife tightly
, and my wife leaning against him obediently, a strange smile occasionally flashing across her face.
The taxi quickly stopped in front of a twenty-story apartment building. The man told my wife he would
go up first, and we would follow later, leaving his apartment number. He then got into an elevator
. My wife and I stood downstairs for a moment before entering another elevator. Inside, it was just the two of us.
My wife gripped my hand tightly, a mixture of nervousness and excitement on her face.
As the elevator slowly ascended, I suddenly remembered something and quickly asked my wife, "
Did you bring a condom?" "No! But I took two birth control pills!" my wife replied. "Birth control pills aren't 100% effective."
"It's dangerous, you have to use a condom!" I insisted. My wife retorted, "I don't like condoms, I like
the feeling of direct penetration and ejaculation." Her face was flushed; she was clearly a little angry.
The elevator arrived, and my wife and I stepped out. The hallway was empty. My wife looked at the apartment number, then looked
around to make sure no one was there. Just as she was about to knock, I quickly stopped her, saying, "Don't rush, wait here. I'll
go buy some condoms and be right back. Don't go in or out, just wait for me!" I anxiously instructed her, then
rushed downstairs to buy condoms. When I returned, the hallway was empty; my wife was nowhere to be seen.
I knew she had gone inside. I knocked on the door, and the man who had opened it opened it. I rushed into the living room and saw my wife,
her face flushed, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, her hair disheveled, and all the buttons on her shirt undone. "Did you buy them?"
my wife asked impatiently. I quickly handed her the condoms, and she picked one out and went into the bedroom
. The door slammed shut; the man was already waiting inside.
I sat alone on the sofa, lost in thought. A short while later, I heard my wife's moans of pleasure coming from the bedroom
. Although she tried to keep her voice down, I could hear it clearly. I knew she was
having sex with that man. Suddenly, my wife screamed. I was startled and turned to look at the bedroom door. It
was tightly shut. Then, there was no more sound from inside. I nervously pressed myself against the doorway, unsure whether to
rush in. After a while, I heard whispers coming from inside. My heart slowly calmed down.
Just as I sat back down on the sofa, the bedroom door suddenly opened. I turned to look and
could hardly believe my eyes. My wife was standing naked in the doorway, her pubic
hair sticky with semen. Her face was flushed. She walked up to me shyly and asked, "Husband
, do you have any more condoms?" "What's wrong?" I asked. "The first condom broke because I used too much force
!" she said embarrassedly. "Once is enough, let's go!" I said impatiently.
"I want to do it again! It's none of your business!" she shouted angrily, snatching a dozen
condoms from my hand, walking naked into the bedroom, and slamming the door shut.
I sat there in the living room, feeling utterly miserable. A moment later, my wife's excited
moans came from the bedroom, loud enough for the neighbors to hear. I knew she was arousing me. After what seemed like an
eternity, my wife's excited moans finally stopped. The bedroom door opened, and the man walked out and disappeared
into the bathroom. I quickly rushed into the bedroom and saw my wife standing naked by the bed, searching for her clothes.
Three or five condoms lay scattered on the floor. When she saw me, she glanced at me, as if she hadn't seen me, and continued
searching for her clothes, still naked. I saw a look of excited joy on her face. "Hurry up and get dressed, let's
go!" I said.
It was dark, and I held my wife tightly as we went home. On the way, seeing my sullen expression, my wife excitedly told
me that she was very happy, and that during sex, all she could think about was having sex with me. I gave a wry smile,
unsure what to say.
After that "infidelity," my wife was indeed much calmer, and I could finally get a good night's sleep
. But less than a month later, what I thought was the end of my wife's passion secretly reignited. For
the first few days, I could manage, but later I was utterly exhausted. This time, my wife didn't make a fuss.
Instead, she secretly took two birth control pills, a dozen condoms, and left. Before leaving, she
gave me a deep kiss and said, "Honey, I love you!" I stared blankly as she went downstairs, wondering if a
woman who had "crossed the line" still loved her husband, still loved this family…

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