Mahjong after 1-4

(I)
On Saturday night, I went to Lao Xiang's house to play mahjong. This is one of my favorite pastimes
.
The four of us who play mahjong together are all good colleagues from the same department. We've separated now, but we still get together about once
a month .
I like playing mahjong not only because I think it's fun to gamble a little, but also because I enjoy
chatting .
Lao Xiang's wife always prepares some drinks and snacks for us. We play mahjong,
chat, and drink a little wine. It feels so good.
Soon, it got late.
Lao Xiang's wife went to sleep. Our conversation started to turn to sex. Middle-aged men
are often successful but unsuccessful in their sex lives, especially with their wives.
Suddenly, Lao Xiang said, "Mrs. Tian is so young and has such big breasts. I'm so envious. My wife and I
haven't had any spark for years."
"Oh, really? Mrs. Xiang seems to have quite a flair," I said.
"Really? How about we switch? Me and Mrs. Tian, you and my wife. Oh, sorry,
I've had a bit too much to drink today," Lao Xiang said.
"Oh, don't joke around. You don't know my wife," I said.
Lao Xiang is over fifty, so he's probably "not up to it" anymore. Facing his still-attractive wife,
he's naturally not up to the task.
Although I'm over forty, I feel I can still satisfy my wife compared to Lao Xiang.
Everyone was getting sleepy. I suggested one last round before calling it a day.
"If I win this round, how about we reconsider what happened earlier?" Lao Xiang smiled at me.
"Ah—okay, if I win, you pay double, how about that?" I said.
I dared to say that because I'd been on a winning streak all night.
I felt confident about this last round.
"Then—it's a deal," Lao Xiang said.
Now that I think about it, Lao Xiang probably already had his eye on my wife. In the next round, I was in
a tough spot.
"I admit defeat." I figured even though I'd lost, I couldn't keep my word anyway, so I didn't hold back.
"A bet's a bet. It's late, let's discuss this further," I said.
Old Xiang readily agreed.
...
After settling the score, the three of us left Old Xiang's house.
Old Li and I walked together, and after a while, he suddenly asked me, "Hey, why did you agree to Old
Xiang's bet?"
"Oh, how could I be serious? Besides, I just thought I was having good luck today."
"Oh, you should have said so earlier. I made that bet with you too. But seriously, Old Xiang's wife may be
a bit older, but she's still quite attractive. Maybe you'll end up winning."
I was speechless for a moment and could only force a smile.
After parting ways with him, I kept thinking about what had just happened. What's wrong with a little change? We're
an old married couple.
Before I knew it, I was home. I took a shower. To avoid waking my wife, I sneaked into bed and went to sleep
.
Generally
, because I play mahjong late on Saturdays, I usually sleep until noon on Sundays. This time, however, I woke up around nine
in the morning .
Stepping out of the bedroom, I saw my wife cooking in the kitchen.
"You're up so early today. Lunch will be a while; go wash your face and brush your teeth first."
Incidentally, my wife is quite a bit younger than me; I'm 43 this year, and she's only 36.
We've been married for ten years, and although she's seven years younger, she now
speaks to me like an older sister or even a mother.
I replied unconsciously, casually glancing at my wife from behind. Although she seemed
to have become more voluptuous, she didn't have any excess fat around her waist, but her hips were fuller.
I remembered our honeymoon; every time I saw my wife's back in her apron, I was so excited that I couldn't help but
hug her from behind.
Suddenly, I remembered yesterday's bet.
My wife and Lao Xiang—
the thought of Lao Xiang ejaculating as soon as he entered my wife made me laugh.
During dinner, my wife and I talked about playing mahjong yesterday (of course, we didn't mention the bet with Lao Xiang).
We mainly talked about how I won all night, but lost miserably in the last hand, yet overall I still won.
...
That evening, surprisingly, my wife felt a strong desire for me, something I hadn't done in a long time, and she openly asked for more.
"Ah—honey. What's wrong? Didn't you—"
Even when she wasn't in the mood, my wife usually wouldn't refuse my advances.
So I said, "Because you look beautiful today."
"Eh—why are you suddenly saying this? You—you're not cheating on me, are you?" my wife said.
"I don't have time for that. Are you suspecting me?" I asked.
"Isn't it said that if a husband of many years suddenly says something different to his wife, it means he
's done something wrong?" my wife said.
I teasingly slipped my hand inside my wife's nightgown and started kneading her breasts. My wife's breasts were a D cup, and they
felt very comfortable to knead.
"Mrs. Tian's breasts are so big—"
Lao Xiang's words suddenly popped into my head, but quickly disappeared.
I pulled down my wife's nightgown and began sucking on her erect nipples.
"Ah, husband—I'm feeling it,"
my wife's voice became excited. I took off her panties; she was already wet, and stringy
love juice overflowed.
I inserted my fingers, making "plop plop" sounds.
Listening to my wife's moans, I buried my face between her legs, sucking on her love juice and caressing
her vulva with my tongue.
"Ah—so good," my wife responded to my caresses.
After licking for a while, I penetrated her in a top-down position.
I began to thrust, and soon we were both satisfied.
As I wiped the semen flowing from my wife's genitals with a tissue, I asked, "Was it good? Have you ever thought about having sex with other men
since ?"
Had I truly satisfied my wife? Was she interested in any other penis? Suddenly, I really wanted
to ask.
"You're acting really strange today. What's wrong? You seem really comfortable. With men other than you
—well, it would be a lie to say I have no interest at all. But I've never really thought about that kind of thing." I've never suspected my wife of cheating. But before we got married , she 'd
only been with one man . Her first orgasm was with me , and I taught her oral sex. She's not very enthusiastic about sex, but she never refuses my advances. ********** ... "Ah, just say it directly. I lost a bet with Lao Xiang while playing mahjong, and the wager was for you and Lao Xiang to have dinner alone. If you still don't want that, then there's nothing I can do, let's just forget about it," Lao Xiang replied again. I'll just say it exactly as Lao Xiang said. If my wife gets angry, then I deserve it . After getting home from work, I ate the dinner my wife had prepared, as usual. Finally, I spoke. "Honey, listen to me, don't be angry," I said. My mind went blank; I was both nervous and a little excited, and my voice was trembling. Noticing my change, my wife sat up straight. "What—what's wrong? Why are you acting like this all of a sudden? Were you fired from the company?" Her words eased my tension somewhat. "Actually—actually, last time I played mahjong, I made a bet with Lao Xiang." Hearing this, my wife relaxed. "It's definitely not because you lost a lot of money, is it? What did you bet on? What did you lose?" My wife, eager to know, asked one question after another. "I gambled—I gambled on you." I quickly took a sip of beer to soothe my throat, then, numbed by the alcohol, I stole glances at my wife 's face. "What exactly did you mean by gambled on me?" my wife demanded. I stammered out the whole story about the mahjong game. Treating myself as a gamble, I imagined she'd be yelling and threatening to divorce me. I nervously stole glances at my wife, only to find her staring at me expressionlessly. "Oh—I finally understand all those strange things you did before. So that's what happened. No wonder you asked me if I was interested in men other than you. It's all because of this." my wife said. I have to say, women are truly terrifying creatures; she still remembered something I said just weeks ago. "If you want, let's pretend this never happened. Whatever Lao Xiang asks me to do, I'll do it for him . I didn't consider your feelings at all; I probably got carried away by Lao Xiang's praise of you ." I said. Because of my sincere answer, my wife's attitude changed. "Then I'll save you this once, if you don't mind. As for me, I can just bear it. Manager Xiang is getting old, he'll be done soon, right?" After hearing my wife's agreement, I realized that my wife, like me, didn't take sex that seriously. Of course, I wouldn't like my wife having relationships with other men, whether it was cheating on me with a stranger or with Lao Xiang . But it was still within my tolerance. And, if things went smoothly, I could also have a one-night stand with Mrs. Xiang. I even had that despicable thought. ********** The next day, I replied to Lao Xiang as soon as possible. "I barely managed to convince my wife about what happened before, what should I do next?" Lao Xiang replied quickly, "Really? That's great. It's Saturday, my wife is going on a trip with her friends . I wonder if Mrs. Tian would be available to come to my house." I thought Lao Xiang had planned this opportunity to contact me. There was no way to change things now, it was better to end this sooner rather than later. After work, I went home and discussed this with my wife. "I don't really care, it's nothing serious. But, is it really necessary to do this?" my wife said. "You still don't want to, huh? It's okay, there's still time," I said. "Hmm, not really. It's just that the thought of it makes my heart race like a deer. You're not allowed to hold a grudge against me for what I did with Manager Xiang," my wife said. "What are you saying? It was my fault, you shouldn't hold a grudge against me," I said. For some reason, I felt like a father marrying off his daughter. I think this must be my love for my wife. That night, for the first time in a long time, we were both very emotional, expressing our love and making demands of each other. "Wife, I love you." "I love you too, husband." My penis, which was no longer as big as it used to be, entered my wife's body from the front. I held my wife and thrust my hips. "Ah—husband—I'm coming," my wife cried out. "Ha—me too, wife." I hadn't lasted this long in a long time. We felt like we were newlyweds again, talking and making love at the same time. Afterwards, I contacted Lao Xiang again. After discussing the details, we decided that Lao Xiang would come to my house to pick up my wife at 5 pm on Saturday. Lao Xiang said he wanted to film the whole thing. I said I wouldn't object as long as my wife didn't object. ************ Before we knew it, Saturday arrived, and my wife and I had lunch together. We didn't speak, and after lunch , we just watched TV, glancing at the clock on the wall every now and then. Neither of us could calm down. "It's about time to get ready," my wife said, leaving the living room and heading towards the bathroom. "Ah, it's almost time." Lao Xiang didn't contact me. I watched TV absentmindedly, glancing at my phone every now and then. My own wife was going to spend the night with another man. The thought filled me with an unprecedented wave of jealousy . If my wife agreed to Lao Xiang's request, she might witness the whole thing on video. My wife was panting beneath Lao Xiang; she might even see something I didn't want to see. While I was fantasizing about these things, my wife had already finished dressing and returned to the living room.

My wife wore more elaborate makeup than usual. She looked younger and more beautiful. She
chose a black dress. A hint of shyness on her face captivated me.
"How is it? Does it look too strange?" My wife asked shyly, her head slightly lowered. This side of her was
refreshing .
"No, it's beautiful."
"Really? Thank you. I think if I dress up nicely, it'll be over sooner." My wife said.
Sure enough, my wife wasn't in the mood. It was all because I, incompetent as I was, lost the bet. I wanted
to dress as sexily as possible, finish quickly, and be free.
Around 5:10, the phone rang.
"I'm leaving now, I'll be there in 5 minutes," Lao Xiang's text message read.
I told my wife about Lao Xiang's message. A moment of silence.
"If you really don't want to go, then don't go," I suddenly said, pulling my wife into my arms.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
"You're already here," my wife said.
"Yes."
I opened the door, and Lao Xiang got out of the car, wearing a suit more elegant than ever.
My wife nodded to Lao Xiang, who was all smiles. After a brief greeting, she looked at me again.
"I'm off then, honey. I'll try to be back as soon as possible," she said.
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you," I joked with a smile. "Lao Xiang, don't do anything rash."
"Understood, don't worry, I'll return it intact," Lao Xiang replied cheerfully.
With that, Lao Xiang opened the passenger door for my wife. "Please, Miss Zhong,"
my wife smiled slightly at me before getting in the car.
After making sure my wife was seated comfortably, Lao Xiang gentlemanly closed the door for her before getting into the driver's seat himself.
"Then leave Madam to me for now. I won't do anything reckless. If she's upset when we get to my house,
I'll bring her back immediately. If everything's fine, since you also want to know what happened, it
would be best if Madam was willing to cooperate and film the whole process. In any case, this is only for one night with Madam. I
won't make another bet like this. I'll bring Madam back immediately after we're done."
With a "click," I looked at my wife, who had fastened her seatbelt, and said to Lao Xiang, "I know you're not the kind
of person who would do anything reckless, don't worry about me, you two enjoy tonight."
Actually, Lao Xiang's overly gentlemanly behavior made me quite worried; I still hoped my wife would come back soon.
"Okay, then we're leaving," Lao Xiang said.
At the same time, the engine started, and Lao Xiang and his wife smiled and said goodbye to me. Soon, the car disappeared into the distance.
I stood there in a daze for a while, then went back inside, sat on the sofa, and turned on the TV,
watching .
"Ah, almost an hour—no, it should be almost two hours."
It seems we haven't gotten to the point yet. I wonder what the atmosphere will be like when the two of them chat.
"What if Lao Xiang didn't get an erection in the end, and nothing happened?"
My mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts. I glanced at the clock; only half an hour had passed.
Thirty minutes felt so long. My wife wasn't missing or kidnapped, so why was I so
worried? I had to use alcohol to calm myself down. So I ate some snacks and drank beer by myself.
An hour later, I felt a little drunk.
My wife and I would never divorce over this, and there was actually no real loss. Thinking this way, I finally felt less
depressed.
Soon I felt sleepy and fell asleep on the sofa.
When I woke up, it was already midnight, and I hadn't noticed any sign of my wife returning. I took out
my phone ; there were no messages. I looked in the entryway; my wife's shoes weren't there either. Seven hours had passed, and
my wife still hadn't returned. I worriedly picked up my phone to call.
"Don't worry about me; you two enjoy your night."
Thinking of what I had said, I still couldn't dial the number. I realized that it was probably because of my encouragement that
Lao Xiang had gone so smoothly.
"Maybe she didn't do anything, she just fell asleep because she was too tired. So my wife has to
come back ."
As a result, I didn't eat dinner and forced myself to go to bed. I tossed and turned, wondering whether to call,
and before I knew it, it was one o'clock.
Suddenly, I heard a slight sound of the lock opening at the front door. My wife probably thought I was asleep, so she opened and closed the door
carefully.
I was happy that my wife had returned safely, but also a little angry that she was late. In the end, I did nothing
and just pretended to be asleep. I lay in bed, listening carefully to the sounds my wife made, trying to guess what she was doing.
Soon I heard the sound of the shower. I had been feeling sleepy because I knew my wife had returned safely, but now I
insisted on waiting for her to come into the room.
Finally, I heard footsteps, followed by the sound of the bed being made, and the scent of shower gel.
Pretending to be asleep with my back to my wife, I suddenly felt her hug me from behind. "Honey, I'm home.
I'm so sorry I'm late. You
must be asleep by now." "Oh, you're back. What time is it?" Pretending to be asleep wasn't going to work, so I pretended to be half
-asleep and continued talking with my back to her.
"You're awake? It's already 2 a.m. I didn't expect it to be this late. Are you angry?"
To be honest, I was a little angry, but I knew I didn't have the right, since
I was the one who caused this situation.
"No, I'm relieved you're back safe and sound. As expected—you still slept with Lao Xiang."
After a moment of silence, my wife hugged me tighter. "The first and last time with
a man . Manager Xiang gave me a lot of advice, which I never expected. If you'd like to hear it, I
'll tell you tomorrow."
"Okay, goodnight."

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