[I recently let my wife sleep with someone else for the first time] (08-09) Author: えっちな１８さん

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Recently, I let my wife sleep with someone else for the first time. Part 8.

I previously posted a report about this. 2. Sorry to keep everyone waiting.

Reading back at my previous posts, I found my writing style was a little dark.

I apologize if it gave you that feeling.

It's been about a year since I met A.

Those dark writings were probably written
when .

A's attitude towards us has never changed in this year. (Of course, A and I have become even better
friends .)

He waits for me when I feel I need a little time.

My wife and I seem to be thinking about more things than before.

The hurdle of my wife's infidelity is something we both have to overcome. And without A,
my wife wouldn't have taken the initiative to confess that experience to me.

My wife only told me about it recently. I know I'm only now getting over it. Although I was
mentally , I was still heartbroken after hearing what my wife said.

With A's follow-up, we had a good talk and didn't delve too deeply into the matter (if we had agonized over this issue
back then , I wouldn't be posting this today).

However, my wife told me everything without any pretense and apologized honestly without making excuses
. She didn't connect her affair with our relationship with A. I was very touched by this. I was so
angry

I wanted to punch the wall. But I was still able to communicate with my wife properly, and I didn't reach the point where I didn't want to hear
what .

Although I already knew about this, hearing my wife say it directly was still very upsetting. Anyway,
we need to think about the future. That's all for now.

Back to the Lunar New Year. It must have been since last summer that we started playing squash as usual, and then we
did this routine of going to A's house a few more times.

Sometimes, even if you have everything, you can still feel jealous.

For example, once when my wife and I were watching a DVD, her phone rang. Her phone vibrates very briefly when she receives an email
; sometimes she doesn't even notice it. The movie was at a crucial point, and usually, if
my wife had something to do, she would pause the movie. But when she received an email from A
, she didn't stop the movie and stared at her phone for a long time. At that moment, I felt incredibly jealous,
like someone was gripping my heart.

I deliberately asked her, "Is it A?"

"Yes, it's from A."

Feeling jealous over something like this might sound silly written down, but at that moment
, it was unbearably jealous.

I didn't ask her why she didn't pause the movie during the climax, nor did I ask her what A had sent.

But sometimes you just can't help but think in very suggestive ways.

Later, recalling my wife's expression when she looked at A's email, and
how she immediately ran to reply to A's email after the movie ended, made me feel incredibly excited.

It was that sense of defeat that resonated with me.

This happened after my wife had gone through some of her busiest months before the Lunar New Year. The three of us were discussing whether to
go on a trip together.

It just so happened that A's birthday was around the Lunar New Year, so we decided to celebrate A's birthday and
go on a trip together. Unlike our previous three-day weekend trips to the beach, this time I considered having
A and my wife go a day earlier. The decision was made

after A said, "Actually, I want to have sex with B that's completely under our control." It was rare for A to proactively suggest something that excited me. A said, "If I could have a proper night with B without you around," adding, "Of course, B might not want to." We also mentioned, "We could try 69 this time." But then A told me I could tell him if I didn't want to on the day. In the end, we decided my wife and A would stay for two nights. The trip would be four days and three nights or four days and four nights. I would meet them on the third day. However, I told my wife I would meet them on the second day. Actually, she might . If she didn't want to, I was prepared to go with them on the first day. Fortunately, my wife is doing well at work lately and is very happy about the trip. We even added skiing and hot springs to the itinerary, which made her even happier. However, she was a little hesitant about A coming along, saying, "It's better to travel with just the two of us." When I told her to go with A a day earlier, she gave me that lewd look. But since my wife knew A's birthday was coming up, she couldn't refuse. Later, we chatted in bed. "So, you mean you want me to do *that* with A?" "...Well, probably." "What do you mean, *probably*?" "...That's what I mean." "Hmph. So, you're coming over tonight?" "I'll come the next day. That's what I told A." "It's so hard to finish work, wouldn't it be better if it was just the two of us?" "...A said we can even do a chase game there." "...You, wouldn't you mind if I did *that* with H?" A handled all the travel arrangements. He booked two rooms for three nights. Afterwards, we prepared a pair of leather gloves as a birthday gift for A. I told my wife that I had a New Year's party with my colleagues on the first day. Although we started planning a month in advance, it seemed like we had plenty of time. But once the end of the year came and work got busy, the month flew by. I was incredibly nervous that day. Especially when my wife got off work that day, she suddenly realized that the trip was about to begin. I was super excited, and I guess my wife was too. She even told me that she wasn't particularly keen on spending the night with A. And my wife and I hadn't done it for two weeks (she was busy with work and it just so happened to be her period).

I couldn't help but recall what A had told me before, and I felt extremely uneasy. Later, I
called . She reassured me that she would call to tell me beforehand if she were to do it with A.

The thought of my wife spending two days with A made me very anxious. Although the second day was just
an extension of the first, I knew I would get some sleep during the second day. The thought of not knowing
what my wife and A were doing during that time made me particularly uneasy.

That's how these things are; no matter how well you prepare beforehand, you still
can't help feeling anxious when the moment arrives.

What truly excited me was how thoughtfully my wife had prepared. She was so adorable that it made me smile. She
wore her favorite dress and stockings.

My wife even said, "Doesn't she seem a little too excited?" It was as if she was saying to me, "Forget about
the party, just come with me now." I carried my wife's backpack and waited. Actually, last time I didn't even
make it to see my wife get into A's car. This time, I had A drive over and even said a few words to him, while
my wife waited inside.

Upon seeing his wife, A exclaimed, "Little B is so cute today!! Let's have a great time today. Okay,
we're waiting for you to come tomorrow!"

After that, I went back inside and kissed my wife goodbye.

My wife said, "I'm leaving now. I'll call you later. Come early tomorrow."

Then we parted ways.

Actually, whether I saw my wife get into A's car or not didn't matter. The moment the door closed, my jealousy
exploded.

I saw my wife wave goodbye, and after the door closed for 10 seconds, I knew I definitely wouldn't last
two days.

The party was just a bunch of nonsense, and I didn't have much to do, so I stayed home.

I did some housework and went to the nearby DVD rental shop, but came back empty-handed.
In the end, I just watched TV with my family.

Their plan was to go skiing around 2 pm after they arrived. But at noon, I received
an email from A.

"We're at a rest area on the highway right now. I heard you haven't done it for two weeks? Anyway, I
'm confiscating Little B's bra."

I felt like I'd been stepped on.

He then emailed me again: "I told B we shouldn't go skiing. But she said we had to
notify your doctor beforehand, so she refused."

"Anyway, we're going to ski first when we arrive. I won't email you then. I'll
contact you again after we get back to the hotel."

Around 3 PM, I received an email from my wife.

"A said he wanted to pay for the ski suit, but I refused (very serious emoticon)."

"But I still accepted a small gift. He said it was to reward me for my hard work. I'm sorry."

"Let's go skiing!"

Knowing what my wife is doing now doesn't help. Just like last time we went to the beach.
I felt restless and uneasy even though my wife and A were having a great time.

Unlike last time at the beach, this time I didn't have the option to go earlier. I even regretted
booking two days in the first place.

After losing the option to go earlier, the anxiety caused by the physical distance was
more severe .

So I kept agonizing over whether to let them have one day alone and then go tomorrow.

I even sat in the car as if I was about to drive, then went home to prepare dinner. To remind
myself that I absolutely couldn't go, I drank a bottle of beer, so now I really couldn't drive.

At 6 o'clock, I was drinking beer, feeling completely normal. Just as I was wondering if they were still
skiing at this hour, A sent me an email.

"Little B was so cute today. Little B is taking a shower now. After I came in, I kissed Little B, and I
said I wanted to lick her little sister instead of taking a shower. But she strongly refused. However, in exchange, Little B
gave me a blowjob while she was completely naked.

She said that if I really wanted to penetrate her, I had to call you, so I'm going to make her call and
give her some good foreplay. Then, as I said before, this time I'll take the lead. If it doesn't work,
call me. Anyway, I'm going to take a shower now, so I might not be able to email you for a while. I'll call or email you again
later ."

Anxiety and Jealousy is somewhat similar. You might think it's more intense, but actually, anxiety is far stronger.

I looked at my emails, phone in hand. At this moment, excitement finally began to slowly take over
more and .

I stared at my phone, constantly wondering if the next email would be from my wife. I even foolishly took
several showers.

My mind kept wandering to what my wife and A were doing. Last time, at least I could drive to their
vicinity. Now I couldn't even drive, let alone go there.

As I thought about it, a mischievous thought crossed my mind, so while watching TV, I sent my wife a message:
"Still skiing?"

The words "two days" kept swirling in my head. I sat on the sofa, very intently trying to hear my wife
's voice. About 40 minutes later, A called. I answered instantly. I could hear

the static and the sound of the TV on the other end of the line. It had been
a long time . The clattering sound told me that the other person was putting their phone on the table.

When I heard my wife's voice, it felt like I'd been punched in the head. It was a very alluring
voice . Although I couldn't make out what she was saying, it was an extremely seductive and coquettish voice.

Next, I heard,

"So, what should I say?"

This voice was also incredibly seductive.

My wife can be very assertive when she's with me, but when she's being coquettish, she's truly adorable, and that's exactly how her voice sounded
now .

I call this kind of voice her "silly voice," but she gets angry when I say that.

I realized she wasn't moaning; she was just using that voice to speak.

This was a voice my wife had never used before, not even when she was at Xiao A's house or talking to Xiao A on the phone.

I suddenly remembered our last trip to the beach—was my wife like this with him then?
The thought hit me hard.

Then I heard

, "Just say you're naked and being penetrated from behind, that'll do."

"...Fool. How could I possibly say that?"

The rustling sound behind me sounded like it was coming from the bed.

To be honest, it was painful to hear my wife talking to someone else in that voice.

And even though I wasn't the one talking like that, just hearing it made me feel a little embarrassed.

I think sometimes listening to them talk is more exciting than sex.

Although A said he would take the lead this time, I also noticed that he was deliberately creating an atmosphere for me.

Wife: "No... wait a minute, I already said no... I'll call ○."

Then I heard A's soft laughter.

"What if ○ says no?"

"Well, then we won't... do it?"

Then there was laughter from A and my wife.

"Anyway, let's just tentatively decide not to do it if I'm rejected~" A said with a smile,

then my wife said in a more serious voice:

"But I already told him I can't hide anything from him."

But her voice sounded so ambiguous when she said that.

From then on, the sounds would come and go. But I could hear my wife and A kissing during that time.

After a series of chaotic sounds,

"Then you should ask ○ to agree."

"Hmm... Instead of asking him, I'll just tell him normally. Tell him I'm with A right now."

"And then? What if he says no?"

"...Then no."

"Then I'll tell him, give me the phone."

"No. Little A, no. Really no, absolutely no."

"No pranks. No touching, absolutely no."

My wife had just finished speaking when I heard the sound of kissing. From the moaning sounds, I could tell their tongues were
intertwined.

Then A seemed to say something very seriously, and my wife hummed in response and cleared her throat.

Then, after my wife said, "Strange, it seems like the line is busy?",

her scream as she was penetrated came through.

"No... no... ahhhhhh!"

My wife's voice sounded very seductive.

"Ugh, didn't I say no?"

"Little B, you're so wet."

"Ugh..."

"I've wanted to come in for a while, it feels so good, little B."

I had never heard A speak in such an ambiguous tone before. So this is what it feels like.

"You said 'You can't put it in.'"

"...Ugh, really, really you can't put it in... Ahhh!"

My wife had probably just said "put it in" when A thrust into her hard.

"Hold my neck with your right hand."

"...The phone... not yet... No, ahhh!"

For the next while, all

I could hear were my wife's soft moans. From her unusual cries and the sounds of the bed being pounded, I could tell how intense A was penetrating her.

My wife's almost-crying cries made my throat tighten.

At this moment, my feelings were darker than jealousy; it felt like a bad emotion. It was like
the feeling of being caught doing something wrong as a child.

After a while, their breathing seemed to calm down a bit,

and then every few seconds I could hear my wife's "Ah, ahhh."

Although the rhythm was slower, I could still hear that she was very excited.

Then, the kissing and the sounds of the bed being pounded suddenly stopped.

"Call ○ after it's over, I can't hold back anymore."

That was A's voice.

After about 5 seconds of silence, the phone was hung up.

My wife called me around 1:00 PM.

"Sorry, I just got back from skiing."

It sounded like she was explaining why she hadn't replied to my emails.

"Are you at the hotel now?"

"Yeah, almost. Just arrived."

Her voice was cheerful, which reassured me.

"Have you eaten? Are you in room A now?"

"Yeah? Yeah. I'll go eat in a bit."

After chatting for a while, she said,

"Honey, come over early tomorrow." We

chatted

for about 10 minutes about skiing, and then she said,

"Can I go to room A in a bit?"

"Sure," I said.

The atmosphere was incredibly lewd. My jealousy was inexplicably intense.

But it wasn't the same as the anxiety I felt when we went to the beach.

My wife had indeed lied to me. But how to put it? It wasn't exactly mutual deception. Was it that
she was embarrassed to talk about it (there was definitely an element of shyness involved)?

If it were infidelity, I would be really angry because I would consider it deception.

But what my wife said now felt like deception, which seemed a bit too much. I didn't know how to explain it properly
.

It's the same with A. My wife never tells me how pleasurable it is with A. Even if she does, it's just
to make me happy.

In reality, the sex my wife and A experienced was very different from what she described. But can this difference be considered
deception?

Strictly speaking, maybe it is. It's like going on a date to a place you don't like, but still saying "thank you for taking me out" to
the other person .

Ultimately, you could call it a lie. But it's also true that I felt
excited .

She spoke absentmindedly, as if she had just come in.

After my wife's call, I finally calmed down a bit, and then I had a slight urge to play a prank,
like telling my wife that I heard from A that you two arrived at the hotel two hours ago.

From the unease in the morning to the jealousy after the call, the emotions increased.

The unease was painful, but the jealousy was even stronger.

Thinking about my wife's voice and what A said about the line filled my mind with jealousy.

For the next three hours, there was no contact from the other party. No calls or emails. This period was the most
painful .

I watched TV, knowing I definitely wouldn't be able to sleep. From 8 to 11, roughly
the length , my mind kept wandering to what they were doing.

Around 11, A sent me an email with only the word "electrical wire."

Five minutes later, my wife's phone rang.

The moment I answered, I heard

her moaning, "Ah! Hmm! Ah! Ah! Ah! Hmm...!"

Then, in a seductive voice, she said,

"Are you pretending to make a phone call?"

Next, I heard A's voice saying, "Ah, is it ○?"

"No...you're not really making a phone call, are you?"

The atmosphere on the phone was incredibly lewd, definitely not like someone who had just been penetrated.

A said, "Tell me, tell me," followed by my wife's "No..."

then more moans of "Ahhhhh! Ah! No! Ah! Ah Hmm!"

and the sound of the bed being pounded.

"It feels like I'm being raped...no..."

It was obvious my wife thought A was pretending.

From the phone, I could roughly tell my wife was being penetrated from behind.

Afterwards, I asked A, and I learned that he had played this pretend phone call game many times before.

After that, A didn't speak into the phone anymore.

Their conversation was fragmented, but that was precisely what made it so lewd.

After the wife finished her soft moans, she said, "Ah...so good..." Then she added, "No, it feels like I'm being raped,
no..."

It's unclear whether they were having sex or engaging in a physical activity that resembled sex.

A created an atmosphere, and the wife was completely captivated by A's rhythm.

After realizing what game A was playing and how it was played, she suddenly felt
a sense of despair, wondering if A had played this game with her before.

A while later, after realizing what they were doing, she heard A say,

"How's it going, little B? Did you release the pressure from work?"

The wife said,

"Wait, little A, don't take your clothes off, I hate it, wait a minute. It's so embarrassing. I hate it, little A, why
did you pull out?"

A said,

"See, it's back in. Didn't I say I couldn't go in?"

Then, instantly

, "It's in...ah, ah, ah!"

You could tell from the tone that

the wife's "why did you pull out?" was her natural voice, while "it feels like I'm being raped"
was deliberately acting. But it was also very lewd. And although it was acting, you could tell that the wife was very aroused.

At that time, my mind went blank, but later, because my wife was
forced to say some very ceremonial things after each of her lines, I realized that this was an atmosphere A deliberately created.

Although the conversation was incoherent, I could hear the rhythm of A's thrusting.

My wife seemed to be constantly being seduced by A.

"Ah, ah! I'm so embarrassed!"

"Didn't you say you wouldn't spread your legs?"

"I clearly said it's so embarrassing!"

"Spread your legs and stick your butt out."

"I can't take it anymore!"

Then came the sound of my wife being penetrated by A and her moaning.

This phone call was very long.

At one point, it seemed like the phone was put aside.

I thought it was going to hang up, but it didn't.

Then A said:

"Do you want me to cum?"

"Cum! You can cum now."

That voice was so erotic and so real.

When we were having sex, my wife always seemed very happy when I was about to cum.

As soon as I said I was about to cum, she would say "Cum" or "You can cum now."

Maybe she had developed a habit of never saying "Not yet," and every time she would say "
You can cum now."

I never expected my wife to say the same thing to A.

Later, A told me, "I wanted her to say 'Please cum inside me' instead of 'You can cum,' but it was
completely impossible."

After my wife said "Cum," A repeatedly whispered in a very lewd tone, "Cum,
you can cum, ahh! A can cum."

Then, after a series of rustling sounds, I heard A say, "Can I cum in the missionary position?" and my wife's "Mmm," along with
her moans after penetration.

I gripped my phone, my head practically boiling with jealousy. My jealousy at that moment was almost as intense as when my wife talked about her ex-
boyfriend and confessed her infidelity to me.

After a series of rustling sounds from the bed and the clicking of phone buttons, the call was disconnected.

There were no more calls until morning.

I thought I wouldn't be able to sleep, but around 2 a.m., I fell asleep on the sofa.

Around 4 PM, A emailed me:

"I told B you can't come until the day after tomorrow, and she's a little angry, but it's okay."

"B and I agreed that tomorrow will be my birthday present. Also, we'll try to minimize
contact tomorrow, just emails, and I'll tell you what we do later, okay?"

Knowing I wouldn't hear my wife and A's sweet nothings or my wife's moans on the phone actually
excited me more.

I imagined my wife doing
something .

I initially doubted I could last a day, but it wasn't too difficult. Perhaps it was because my wife
didn't (only sending an angry emoji in the morning, urging me to come early).
Aside from A's morning email, I spent the whole day preparing for the next day imagining
what they were doing .

Therefore, I have a deeper impression of the second day.

During the day, A emailed

, "I'm teaching B how to give oral sex."

That evening

, "I just tried 69 with B for the first time and made her orgasm."

"I forgot to tell you last night, I ejaculated twice in B's mouth this time, just now."

(Actually, their sex seemed very intimate, and the wife even said for the first time, not "
You can ejaculate now," but "You can ejaculate in her mouth.")

Because we were planning to meet on the morning of the third day, I left the following evening. In the car, I kept thinking about
whether they were doing something like that.

On the third day, after I swapped places with A, A went back home.

Later, A emailed again saying, "Tell B that her dress is really cute."

After that, there was no further contact until the end of the vacation.

I booked two rooms, what a rip-off!

My wife later complained to me, "You're not allowed to do things like this without telling me beforehand anymore. I wanted to
play with you."

I kept coaxing her and trying to make her happy.

My wife was especially horny that night. But it felt sticky and hot inside, the sensation was obviously different.

You could tell just by inserting it once. My wife kept squeezing hard, and her waist was moving a lot.

In the end, we stayed another day, for a total of 4 days.

When I was making love with my wife, she told me that she had slept with A two or three times in two days. This little lie is quite
cute .

I'm sorry. There are many things I couldn't convey.

Maybe it's because I haven't fully processed what happened yet.

By the way, we just discussed going to the amusement park's swimming pool at the end of July. I'll give
you all an update then.

Recently, I let my wife sleep with someone else for the first time. Part 9

First of all, let me give you an update on my recent situation. I've been really busy lately. And
in the summer, just a few days after my last update, I was hospitalized for about two weeks because I ruined my health
. (But I'm better now.)

Although there was no danger to my life, I felt like I was the day after being drunk for a while;
my head was constantly aching. At one point, I even thought I wasn't going to make it.

I'm a pretty easygoing person and don't pay much attention to hygiene, but
this was the first time I'd ever been hospitalized because of health issues, and my wife and I were both shocked .

My wife was especially affected. She

's usually the opposite of me, and I rarely get sick, so this series of blows
left her depressed for a long time.

Lately, her work has been busier than mine. This is normal for dual-income families,
but because of this, we've been eating out more often, which has made my wife feel
guilty because she hasn't taken good care of my diet, causing me to get sick.

My wife is usually quite strong-willed, but seeing her crying like this, I actually found it quite endearing.

However, she even went to apologize to my parents; she was in a really bad state.
My parents scolded me for it. We took advantage of my hospitalization to rest well, and after being discharged
, we tried to go home early and eat together at home for a while.

Okay, that's enough about the darker parts; of course, that's not
the focus of today's report.

During that time, I reflected a lot on how I ruined my health, and July, August, and September flew by.
Seeing my wife's panicked and worried look, I really felt bad for her.

Also, A took good care of me during that time. He visited me several times in the hospital and kept in touch after I was discharged.
He even advised me not to drink alcohol. (I only started drinking a month after I was discharged.)

Originally, A had planned a trip to the water park and a trip to Las Vegas for me in the summer, but they were all
canceled because I fell ill.

During this period, my relationship with my wife was still as good as ever. Although my wife had cut her hair short and lost a little weight,
the first time we had sex after I was discharged, she teased me, saying, "Are you up to it now?"

Later, she told me, "I'll be on top until the very end today," and from oral sex to riding, she
was very proactive in twisting her waist. The way my wife blushed with embarrassment after saying that was so cute.

Later, when she ran out of energy and I switched to the missionary position, she kept saying, "We agreed I'd be on
top " and kept holding me and kissing me.

While I'm not advocating that everyone get sick from time to time,
it's really important to look after each other and create some time free from work pressure.

Okay, now for the main event.

Something I'd been wanting to do for a while finally happened a few days ago. I'll give you a brief report. Or rather, a few days ago,
specifically around the beginning of November.

I'll try to be concise, but since I'm still excited, I do
n't .

It takes time to sort things out, and I'm also
a little worried about sharing this, so I should have waited until I calmed down a bit before reporting. But I
couldn't wait to tell you all. So please feel free to ask if anything is unclear.

I don't know if I've mentioned this before, and it might seem a bit abrupt to say it now. Actually, A had mentioned before
whether or not to invite one of his friends along. But we hadn't done it yet.

I got along well with A, and I'm very glad I met A first.

Although this whole thing was initially my own wish, if you asked me to find
someone else , I probably wouldn't do it.

Of course, it would be nice to invite someone else. But I still think that the person you choose is very important in this kind of situation
. (I'm not saying that everyone can't be casual; it varies from person to person.)

Although this person is A's friend, how to make it easier for her to integrate into our group
(me, my wife, and A) is still a problem. After all, without the initial sense of security I had with A,
this would be difficult to achieve.

Of course, I myself am very excited about this.

Anyway, we often talked about this friend of A's (we'll call him Z) in our conversations,
and then we talked about inviting him over for drinks or playing sports together. It's clear that A trusts
Z a lot.

Another opportunity that made this happen was that A and I each talked to my wife about it. Although my wife was
initially a little scared (she said she couldn't be alone with any man other than A). Later, A said that initially it was
just for him to take a look, but then his wife said she could give it a try if that was the case.

Actually, there was another important reason: Z is younger than his wife.

I'm older than my wife, and although I'm usually more casual and she seems to be the one in charge, I generally make the decisions when it comes to actual
matters .

While this makes her feel more at ease, I think she's still secretly interested in someone younger than herself
.

In fact, when A first brought this up, his wife was very resistant, but after mentioning that Z is
younger , I clearly sensed that she gradually became less opposed.

"I don't want to..." → "But, isn't that a bad idea... I'm a little scared... or..."

That's roughly the feeling.

So if this were someone older than my wife, this might not have happened.

It happened in early October, after my wife went to A's house (and had sex with A), and suddenly it was decided.

My wife hadn't been so aroused in a long time. Afterwards, the three of us talked (just like
the first time we went to A's house) and decided to give it a try.

My wife was a little resistant at first, mainly because she felt ashamed to have someone see her naked.

Finally, we talked about my wife agreeing to give that person oral sex.

Actually, A wanted to try having sex with my wife from behind while she gave oral sex to someone else, and
my son later said he was also interested in this, so it was settled.

Finally, my wife even asked if it would be okay if I watched from the side. It seemed like she wouldn't agree if I wasn't there
.

Actually, at this point, I had mixed feelings.

One was about what A had just said, and I was a little scared. Although I don't usually care, I still feel uneasy
about this kind of thing. Although I don't show it on my face.

However, the fact that my wife showed interest in it was something to celebrate, not to mention the excitement.

I left the arrangements for that day to A, but A, more seriously than ever, stipulated
how to end the activity if I changed my mind.

"Little B, if Z makes you uncomfortable, just hit him. Just kidding, but if you really
feel it's not right, just pat me."

The location wasn't A's house, but a love hotel near the station. After everyone
had dinner at a nearby bar that day, my wife decided whether it was her, A, and Z, or her, A, and me
going to the hotel together.

Actually, we had already exchanged emails about Z before, and I had seen his picture from A.

25 years old, he looked handsome and honest but a bit promiscuous.

Jokingly, he looked a bit like radio host Teng Sen.

But according to A, and from the emails we exchanged later, he seemed like a very serious person.

Perhaps because he heard his wife agreed to the arrangement because she knew he was young, he tried to "be as
obedient !"

He told her everything, including that it would only involve oral sex and that things might fall through on the day, and she
understood. She seemed very easy to communicate with.

They couldn't find time in early October, so the date was changed to the end of October.

On the day, his wife wore a short skirt and black leggings. (To be honest, just seeing her outfit excited me
. I imagined her leggings being pulled down and her skirt being lifted.)

She wore a cardigan (which also made me fantasize, imagining her buttons being undone and someone touching her breasts)
.

The wait for the meeting was the most nerve-wracking.

We arrived first, and his wife sat there nervously.

After a while, A came and said, "Sorry to keep you waiting," and then Z came in.

At first glance, he seemed a bit frivolous, but he was quite tall and handsome.

"Hello, my name is Z, nice to meet you."

My wife seemed a bit hesitant.

"Ah, hello, nice to meet you... Z, right..."

Then, "Um, this is my husband. I'm sorry to ask you such a strange question."

A and I both thought, "Oh, oh..."

It was the first time we'd seen my wife act like such a big sister.

After saying that, my wife herself was incredibly embarrassed. However, her attitude made
the atmosphere very relaxed.

Later, the four of us went to a slightly quaint bar that A had chosen, located on the top floor of an appliance store in front of the subway station
. The seats were in a semi-enclosed space surrounded by barriers, forming a
semi-circle.

We sat in the order of Z, A, my wife, and me. My wife doesn't drink much, so she only ordered
one beer. Then A's performance began. Z also played along very well.

My wife even asked, "Z, do you do any kind of sports?" "We've played ball with A,
and we've even gone to the beach together."

It seemed like they were able to have a normal conversation very quickly.

I had anticipated this from the start; A suddenly switched to S mode. He pulled his wife close
, then said to Z, "How is it? Isn't B's skirt especially cute?"

Z naturally replied, "Much cuter than I imagined, but I wasn't talking about the skirt, I meant B."

A's tone was clearly intended to steer the atmosphere in that direction, so the wife seemed flustered,
looking at A, then at me, and stammering, "Ah, yes, really... thank you..."

Later, I heard from them that because the atmosphere was so relaxed while drinking, the wife became very shy
and almost didn't want to continue.

Later, A asked me, "○, is it okay?" (This was said to the wife), and I replied, "Sure."
After that, things progressed quickly.

The wife had only said "No" when A grabbed her hands and started rubbing her breasts, after which she immediately
went limp.

"Lift up your skirt and let Z see,"

the wife said, though she said, "Wait, wait... I hate it," but her voice sounded very
seductive .

Z also whispered things like, "Little B is so horny," and "Let me see."

At first, my wife could still joke around, but then she started resisting with phrases like, "No~ wait a minute."
She curled up on the table to hide from outsiders, holding onto me with one hand and protecting her skirt with the other.

Sometimes, things are more exciting when they don't go as planned.

Of course, the tension at that moment was immense. And the other person didn't seem to intend to humiliate me.

A seemed excited about making his wife feel ashamed, and Z seemed very excited too.

(He said it was because his wife was smaller and cuter than he had imagined, and the way A was "disciplining" his wife was particularly
unbearable .)

While A was rubbing her breasts, my wife kept saying "I hate it," "No," but her voice was mixed with
soft moans.

"Husband, save me," she pleaded, pulling on my sleeve.

At this moment, the food we ordered arrived (my wife was still lying on the table, her face flushed).

This is where I found A's actions quite impressive.

While the clerk was still around, he kept his arm around his wife's waist, and as soon as the power went out, he started rubbing her breasts again.

"I'm going to touch down there now, Z, you touch her breasts."

Hearing this, his wife suddenly looked up, "No, no! We're still in the store!"

But A, still acting like a sadist, said "No,"

and then immediately picked his wife up and lifted her onto his lap, placing her
between himself and Z.

His wife didn't dare shout, only whispering "No, no," while tugging at my sleeve.

A laughed and pulled his wife's hand away (I patted his wife's head).

Then, with one hand touching his wife's breasts and the other trying to roll up her skirt, his wife desperately tried to
stop .

Eventually, she couldn't care less about her breasts and could only let them rub them, desperately trying to protect her skirt.

To be honest, I kept staring at Z throughout the whole process. Of course, no one ate anything during the whole time; everyone just kept
drinking.

This was about 20 minutes after we entered the store. A seemed to have decided to act, so
he asked his wife, "Is it okay now, little B?" Then he said, "Let's go to a hotel." His wife
was silent for a moment, then said, "...That's better than here. We're seen here."

To be honest, even I thought it was an excuse.

Then A agreed,

"Let's go then."

"...Yeah,"

that was roughly the feeling.

A must have planned this beforehand; his handling of his wife after she was taken was brilliant.

He didn't stop there but continued to fondle his wife's breasts.

"Before we go to the hotel, lift up your skirt so we can see, then we'll go."

"Liar, why?"

"Just let Z see. What if he doesn't agree to go to the hotel?"

"...I won't say anything. Besides, I'm wearing leggings...we can't see my underwear or anything...
it won't work here..."

"Then take off your bra here."

"No."

"Then take off your bra, leggings, and underwear."

"Why are you adding more?"

"I'll take off your skirt last."

Although it was a joke, it sounded a bit suggestive.

"It's so cold." "People will see when we leave."

Later, the wife couldn't refuse like this anymore.

Finally, A said half-jokingly, "Okay, I'll take them off for you. Z, keep an eye on her. No, I mean,
hold her down, just hold her breasts."

Then, while the wife was flustered, A removed her hands and took off her cardigan and
bra .

"This isn't good."

After that, taking advantage of the situation, they also took off the wife's leggings and put them in their bag.

Then, A suddenly reached his hand under his wife's skirt. In an instant, his wife covered her mouth, then pressed her head against A
's wrist and arched her back.

I could see her eyes closed, her mouth open, desperately trying not to make a sound.

"It's all wet, little b,"

his wife said, blushing and shaking her head, then twisting her hips towards Z, trying to escape A's grasp.

"One more finger?"

His wife's earnest escape was really cute.

Just as his wife was struggling, A teased her again, saying, "Can you move now? Can you move two fingers at the same time?"

His wife frowned, desperately trying to speak, "...Really no, take it out."

But, right after that, even though she covered her mouth with her hand, I could still hear her let out an "Ah!" It was clearly a sound she couldn't help making.
Then A asked, "Going to a hotel?" His wife nodded. A asked, "Take off your underwear here?" His wife nodded again. Then he asked, "Can you use your mouth on Z?" His wife nodded slightly. "Then do it for Z now," he said. His wife finally refused. "What about those two fingers?" she asked . "Then do it for Z now?" she asked again. Still no. Finally, A said to his wife, "Then ask Z if it's okay to do it for you later. " His wife looked at me, then at Z, and said, "...Can we wait a little while?" Z excitedly agreed. Then A had his wife say to Z again, "Z-kun, is it okay to go to a hotel?" After that, his wife lifted her buttocks, and A took off her underwear and put it in his pocket. I was already very excited at that point, so I might not have explained it clearly. Later, A asked his wife, "Is it three hours? Four hours? Or six hours?" His wife blushed, initially not understanding what A was asking. Then A asked again, "Three hours? Four hours? Or six hours? Which one do you choose?" and looked at me again, but I still didn't understand. After a while, my wife said, "Two hours..." "Okay, we'll start here at 1 PM, and I'll contact you in about six hours." "I already said two hours is enough," my wife replied with a smile. By this point, everyone knew it to go to the hotel. Then my wife asked me, "Can I call you after I'm done? Or are you coming with me?" In the end, I stayed at the shop while the three of them left. The most heart-pounding moment was when the three of them left. I had no appetite at all (usually you wouldn't have an appetite in this situation), I only ordered some drinks and barely ate any food . The first thirty minutes were the period with the highest heart rate and the narrowest field of vision. My mind kept wondering if they had arrived at the hotel yet, or if they were still on their way. After a while, I calmed down a little, and this time I felt a milder sense of despair. Then my heart started pounding again. It's been like this every time so far, and I suspect it will continue to be like this in the future… This feeling isn't just excitement, but also worry. I worry about my wife. I think that if she doesn't want to, we should stop, and I wonder what she's doing right now. As for what my wife is doing, I don't mean to imagine the scene in a very specific way, I just simply wonder what my wife is doing.

At times like this, I just want to be alone.

Not necessarily in a private room, just somewhere without anyone else around. A hotel room would be ideal
.

A semi-private booth like in this pub wouldn't do; I ended up squatting in the
emergency .

Now that I think about it, those 15 minutes were probably around the time the three of them entered the hotel.

I was sitting on the second floor of the emergency exit, in a spot out of sight from the street. 20-30
minutes , A received an email on her phone.

"B is currently in bed with A, doing 69. Although somewhat reluctant, she showed me her naked body.
B is completely naked now. Great body. Is it okay to send emails like this?"

It was from Z, and it was clearly different from A's. The punctuation and tone were different; I could
tell .

Generally, I don't reply to emails, but I still sent him one: "No problem. Thank you for your email.
Did you have her undress as soon as you arrived?"

About 30 seconds later, "In the elevator, we both rubbed her breasts, and after we got into the room, A
immediately pulled B into the bathroom. B is cuter than I imagined."

Although the tone was different, the excitement was probably even greater than before.

I might not be being very precise, but most of my previous emails were before or after the event, but
this time it wasn't, which is why I felt so excited.

Usually, people say their throats get dry at this point, but I felt my lips were drier.

My mind was racing, and I felt very uneasy.

There were no more emails for the next 30 minutes.

Only the phone rang.

I could hear my wife's breathless voice from a distance saying, "You didn't call, did you?"

Then, closer to the phone, I heard a "No, no," from A. "

No," that was my wife's voice.

"What's wrong with me coming?" that was A's voice.

"Then I need to send an email," that was my wife's voice.

Then Z said in a very sadistic tone,

"Then I'll tell him you're waiting for my big cock."

Incredibly, this was probably the most exciting moment of the whole thing.

Through the phone, I could feel the noisy commotion of several people on the other end. Then I heard
A's voice approaching my wife.

"Don't come in," my wife said.

"Just pretend, just pretend."

"What do you mean, pretend? Why are you wearing a condom?" my wife seemed to be laughing as she said this.

Then, my wife said in a very anxious voice, "Send an email first! Really! Z! Really!"

Then, A said very gently, "Little B, why don't you just make a phone call?"

My wife finally gave up and said, "Then don't mess around while I'm on the phone."

"No problem, I'll wait over there."

Then, my wife said "Mmm," and immediately after A said "OK," I heard A
move awkwardly, and from a distance, I heard my wife's soft moans, "Ah, ahh, mmm~!"

After my wife's series of "Ah! Ah! Ah!" cries, I heard her aggrieved voice saying, "That
wasn't what 'ok' meant earlier, was it?" followed by A's laughter.

Then, more "Ah! Ah! Ah!" cries from my wife, seemingly indicating deep penetration. Next came
her heavy breathing, which excited me greatly.

Afterwards, after my wife said, "No way," I heard A say, "Little B likes being held down
by the shoulders in the missionary position and then being fucked hard."

Two moments later, I heard my wife "Ah~! Ah ah! So good... Ah ah ah!"

I couldn't explain it, but just hearing the swishing sounds on the phone, I knew my wife was very aroused.

"Little B, are you being raped?"

"No, no..."

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" After that, I heard my wife whisper, "No, I'm going to lose it."

"Ah! Lost! Lost!" After that, A asked, "Should we call later?" My wife
didn't answer. "Ah... lost! Lost!!"

After about 10 seconds, I heard Z say, "Oh no, I'm so hard."

My wife said, "I can't get it up..."

After a bit of arguing about "sending an email...", I heard my wife
say, "Ugh! How am I supposed to ask?" and Z laughing.

A joked, "Just say Z hasn't ejaculated yet, let him penetrate me, okay?"

My wife said, "That sounds like a lie."

Z laughed loudly after hearing that.

At this point, I thought A would call or email. But instead, I heard
the sound of the phone being thrown on the bed.

After my wife said, "Huh...?", I heard A say, "Little B, your feet."

Immediately after a short "Ah!" from his wife, I heard her
sweet voice, "Ah...ah..."

Then I realized that what A wanted me to hear was what followed.

His wife's voice was noticeably more seductive than before. After a series of moans, she said, "Oh...it feels so good...
"

"Are you being raped?" A asked gently.

His wife replied in the same rhythm, "No, it's not rape. No, it feels so good." Her voice was filled
with joy and laughter.

Then his wife said, "Can I email my husband later?"

A said, "Sure," and then added, "Z, you should go out for a bit, take a shower or something."

After a while, he said, "Little B, you're twisting your waist really hard," followed by his wife's protest and laughter.

Then, after his wife's coquettish "I'm going to lose it," he asked, "Does Little Z still want to do it?"

It was clear that he was saying this while they were having sex.

A replied with a wry smile, "Of course I want to," followed by a moment of silence, then
the sound .

Next, the wife said, "Oh no... I'm going to lose it again,"
then followed by the wife saying, "Okay, go ahead and shoot," and

then her hurried "Ah... I lost it," before the call ended.

The wife did call back an hour and a half later.

She never asked me about my emails with Z.

However, she did apologize to me.

Later, we met at the subway and went home with my wife.

After we got into bed, my wife said to me, "If I told you I let Z penetrate me...would you be angry?"
Her tone was full of apology, "They were so tight..."

After my wife told me about what happened that day, we made love.

Later, A told me, "Z went a bit too far," "but B seems to really enjoy this kind of play. Later, Z
told me he wanted to lick B while shaving her pubic hair, which got me excited."

Z later sent me a very long email, but I still left the whole thing to A to handle.

Anyway, I'm still feeling quite conflicted. I'll update everyone on any new developments later.

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