[After Mahjong] (04) Author: Dongyou Langzi

Author: Dongyou Langzi
Word Count: 6331

(IV)

He said he was sending some local specialties from my wife's family to us. My wife and I immediately got
dressed .

Five minutes later, Lao Xiang arrived, and my wife and I went out to greet him. Lao Xiang took two
cardboard .

My wife and I quickly thanked him.

I don't know where the strange idea came from, but I had my wife see Lao Xiang off, and I carried the boxes
into .

"You two are too kind. But I really have something to discuss today, which is to see my wife
again. How are you two doing lately?" Lao Xiang asked during a break.

"Hmm—I've become much more proactive," my wife said.

"Really? That's good. Zhibo seemed to be in a good mood while we were playing mahjong yesterday. I
gave him the CD I recorded. We finished early yesterday, so he probably watched it when he got back."

"Yeah, I think my husband probably watched it. He put the CD on the computer and went to sleep. I
watched it ."

"I see. What are your thoughts?"

"I never thought I'd have that side to me. Thinking back to that unforgettable night, I—I even masturbated."
The wife said softly, looking down.

Hearing his wife's sincere answer, Lao Xiang said without any reservations, "I also think about that day.
I masturbated."

"If that day really is unforgettable for you, my wife—although I don't want to do anything to betray Zhibo,
but you really can't get satisfaction from him—please contact me on Tuesday morning. I have something to do at home and need to go out.

" "Although we agreed it was just a one-night stand, I still can't forget you, my wife—"

"Actually, that's why I came today. Please face yourself honestly. Whether you come or not, please
let me know."

The wife listened silently to Lao Xiang's series of words. After learning of Lao Xiang's wishes, I examined
my own heart. "I want to do it with Brother Xiang again," was my wife's inner thought.

However, she didn't want to do anything to betray me, so she didn't agree immediately. "Please let me think about
it ."

"Okay, I'll wait. Just leave it here. If it takes too long, Zhibo will have something to say."

Just as I was carrying the box into the kitchen, I remembered the CD because I had just seen Lao Xiang. I didn't
know if my wife knew about it. I hurriedly ran into the study, turned on the computer, and prepared to take out the CD.

Just then, my wife came back. I hurriedly put the CD away and went out to change the subject, saying
, "Did Lao Xiang say something?"

"He said these things are best eaten fresh, they don't taste good if they're left for too long," my wife lied calmly.

"Yes, let's eat them tonight."

That evening, my wife and I ate, chatted, and watched TV, just like any other weekend.

I kept thinking about the CD, thinking of putting it away before my wife found out.

"Honey, I'm going to take a shower!" my wife said with a clear hint.

"Okay, sure."

Since we'd already done it this morning, I felt I hadn't fully recovered. To avoid messing things up, I
feigned ignorance and politely declined my wife's invitation.

I noticed a subtle change in her expression, but at that time I didn't know Lao Xiang had invited her
, so I didn't think much of it.

I took the opportunity to hide the CD. But I couldn't resist taking another look.

When I opened the video, the recording progress was different from the one I'd paused yesterday. The screen showed
my wife riding on Lao Xiang.

This not only meant my wife knew I had the CD, but she'd also watched part of it.

My mind immediately started racing. Had my wife really become dependent on Lao Xiang? Had they met again
? Or were they plotting something?

I'd just have to check my wife's phone. No, I absolutely couldn't do that.

Would we get a divorce? But wasn't all of this my own fault?

Not only had I made that absurd bet, but I'd also been unable to satisfy my wife—this is what she said as she
came out of the bathroom. "Honey, go take a shower."

"Okay." To avoid her, I waited until she went into the bedroom before going to the bathroom.

The shower calmed me down a bit, but I still felt incredibly frustrated.

I lied to my wife, saying I had work, and locked myself in the study, drinking alone and repeatedly
watching videos.

I masturbated again, then went back to bed exhausted.

When I woke up, seeing my wife's usual smile, I temporarily put aside yesterday's anxieties and went to work
as usual .

At noon, I received another call from Lao Xiang. It started with some small talk about delivering something yesterday.
Then Lao Xiang asked me to meet him at noon.

Although my lunch break was short, I was eager to see Lao Xiang, so I readily
agreed .

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, seeing that time was running out, Lao Xiang finally got to the point: "Actually—
"

"Lao Xiang, just say what you want to say. I still believe in you and my wife."

"Alright, then I'll be frank. Although we agreed to only meet once, and I intended to stick to that, after
watching that video, I still can't forget what happened to Mrs. Wada that night."

Just as I thought, that night had left them both wanting more, but I had restrained them. If
I had agreed, we would have definitely been passionately in love.

The pleasure of cuckolding and the desire to possess her clashed again. "What did my wife say?" "

I think my wife expressed her feelings, saying she wanted to meet again. She didn't give a clear answer, only saying that she masturbated after watching
the video ."

"When did you set it for?" I asked.

"My wife won't be home tomorrow during the day. If she contacts me, she should come back to my house
. I gave her my phone number because I was afraid you might do something impulsive, but we haven't
contacted each other privately since."

"My wife—hasn't replied yet—" I suddenly felt my throat go dry and took a sip of water.

"Yeah, not yet."

"Do you think my wife will take that step?"

"Honestly, I don't know. Your wife loves you, that's for sure. But like that night I saw her..."
"I've also realized another side of myself. I think my wife is confused right now." "

I understand. Since you've been so frank, I'll be frank too. Whether it's what my wife tells me
or what I see in videos, my wife has indeed received a level of satisfaction from you that she's never experienced before. After that day, I've tried
various things. Although I was hesitant, I did fail."

"Brother, you really are a straightforward person. I think that's why your wife loves you."

After hearing Lao Xiang's words, I don't know why I blurted out, "Although I can't tolerate my wife's
infidelity, if the other person is you—"

"I understand. No matter what, I'll report any news to you immediately."

"Okay, I won't tell my wife about our conversation today. I'm also curious to know what she'll decide.
It's getting late, so I'll head home now."

With that, I took the bill, paid, and left.

I finished work at the same time as usual, but I didn't want to go home yet, so I went to the park near the company.

I thought about my conversation with Lao Xiang at noon.

"What the hell is wrong with me—saying I don't need to care about me, why am I being so stubborn?" I muttered to myself.
"What should I do?"

After calming down, I thought about it. Although I had acted tough in front of Lao Xiang earlier, I had secretly told my wife not to go.
My wife certainly wouldn't go against my wishes, and

she certainly wouldn't tell Lao Xiang about it. If I didn't say anything, I think my wife would probably go see Lao Xiang tomorrow.

Yesterday, after my wife dropped Lao Xiang off, she didn't say anything to me, which was undoubtedly the best proof.

If she really had no feelings for Lao Xiang, she would have confessed everything to me last night.

Although she didn't give Lao Xiang an answer yesterday, her silence about this matter probably means she's already wavering.

But what exactly do I want to do?

A cuckold's desire slowly awakened and intensified deep inside me. Actually, I was also hoping that my wife would have
sex .

Just thinking about it made me realize that my penis was hard again.

Suddenly, I felt somewhat confused about my sexual fetish, which I had only just realized.

Although confused, "a gentleman's word is as good as his bond," so I abandoned the
idea of forcibly stopping my wife from seeing Lao Xiang tomorrow.

Thinking about it again, I realized I was actually still somewhat looking forward to her meeting Lao Xiang.

I composed myself again and acted as if nothing had happened when I got home.

My wife didn't show any unusual reaction either, and as usual, she took my suit jacket and prepared a sumptuous
dinner .

We both spent the long night pretending to be normal.

On Tuesday morning, after seeing me off, my wife cleared the table. She turned on the TV and looked at her phone,
wondering what she would do if I found out about her date with Lao Xiang.

But the thought of that intoxicating night made her feel restless and hot. Finally, she
dialed the number.

"Now—can we meet?" my wife said, her voice trembling slightly.

"Okay, I'm coming to pick you up."

"Okay." My wife hung up the phone. "I'm sorry, honey, I really love you, it's just my body that's acting so weak—
"

Meanwhile, at work, I kept looking at my phone, but there were no messages.

Had his wife refused, or had Lao Xiang backed down?

Finally, a letter arrived. It was from Lao Xiang. My heart skipped a beat, and I completely disregarded everything else, putting down
my work and starting to imagine everything.

The doorbell rang, and my wife opened the door, looking at Lao Xiang in his shirt.

"You look beautiful today, ma'am. It's so nice to see you."

My wife said shyly, walking quickly to the passenger seat of the car without saying a word.

Lao Xiang noticed his wife's subtle mood but didn't do anything unnecessary. He immediately got into the driver's seat and started the
engine .

"Did you tell Zhibo, ma'am?"

"No, this was my own decision. This time it was my own choice."

"Really? That day was truly unforgettable."

"Me too," my wife said softly.

After arriving at Lao Xiang's house, my wife followed him to their bedroom.

This surprised my wife a little. Lao Xiang hadn't even drawn the curtains yet. The wife hugged Lao Xiang from behind and said,
"Brother Xiang, can I be a woman again?" "

It's an honor to serve your wife. It's the first
time in my life I've been praised by such a young and beautiful woman like your wife," Lao Xiang said.

"Really? Isn't your wife very beautiful too?"

"Yes, my wife probably praised me like that before, but that was a long time ago
."

As she spoke, the wife looked around. "No need to film today?"

"Yes, not today."

"Great, this way it'll be more enjoyable."

Lao Xiang drew the curtains, turned around, hugged his wife, and they kissed.

Suddenly, Lao Xiang's hand slipped inside his wife's skirt. His wife's already wet vulva secreted even more lubrication from Lao Xiang's sudden
touch. Her panties were instantly soaked.

"Ah—suddenly—"

"Before we even got to the point, my wife is already wet."

"I've been thinking about this since this morning, so—"

The two took off their coats. The wife was wearing a light blue bra, while Lao Xiang was wearing a sexy tight-fitting panty,
the shape of his erect penis clearly visible.

The fluid secreted by Lao Xiang's glans stained his panty a dark color.

The wife touched the stain on her panty and said, "Wow—it's soaked so much." "

I've been looking forward to this moment. You're not the only one burning with desire," Lao Xiang teased.

This arousal pleased the wife, and in return, she pulled down Lao Xiang's sexy panty and began to give him
oral sex . She even sucked on his pubic hair.

While serving Lao Xiang with the all-around oral sex techniques he had taught her, the wife
looked at him with eyes seeking approval.

Lao Xiang smiled and nodded, gently stroking his wife's hair and said, "Very good. Can you use your breasts to squeeze me?"

Without saying a word, the wife immediately took off her bra and sandwiched Lao Xiang's penis between her breasts. After his wife used her saliva
to lubricate him, she began to perform oral sex on the old man.

"You seem to have more experience than before. Are you doing this to Zhibo again?"

"No, I just haven't found the right opportunity."

"That won't do, it'll make a man feel really good."

With Lao Xiang's praise, his wife worked even harder. It wasn't just breast play; she also licked his exposed
glans.

"My turn—" Lao Xiang pulled his penis out of his wife's mouth and laid her on the bed.
He sucked on her breasts, still covered in saliva and his own
vaginal fluid.

Her nipples immediately became erect, and Lao Xiang teased them with his tongue and fingertips.

"Ah—ah—" His wife's exaggerated moans teased Lao Xiang, who didn't seem fully aroused yet.

Meanwhile, having received Lao Xiang's email, I was completely unable to concentrate on my work. Holding the phone, I had a constant
urge to call my wife.

"No, they're probably in the middle of it."

Another hour passed, and I knew Lao Xiang wouldn't be sending me any more emails by now. I
could only hope that Lao Xiang would tell me what had happened tomorrow.

One of Lao Xiang's hands, which was caressing his wife's breasts, reached down to his genitals; sure enough, her vaginal fluid had soaked through
her panties .

"You're already so wet after just touching here."

Lao Xiang poked his underwear with his fingertip, making a "sizzling" sound.

"Ah—it's so hot—I want it—more intensely."

We were having a secret rendezvous behind my back. The thrill of the affair brought my wife to an even more excited state than before.

Lao Xiang took off his underwear, which was in the way, and buried his face between my wife's legs, sucking on it.

"The lewd taste is really delicious."

"Is—is it—if it's delicious, you can have it all."

Knowing that my wife was completely aroused, Lao Xiang inserted two more fingers.

"Ah—no—I'm going to lose it—"

Lao Xiang used both his tongue and fingers, "I can't hold back, lose it all."

"Ugh—I'm losing it—" Under the intense stimulation, my wife struggled to regulate her breathing.

Suddenly, my wife screamed.

Lao Xiang stimulated my wife even more intensely with his fingers, "Just hearing your moans of orgasm excites me.
This time I also want to see your face when you orgasm."

Lao Xiang, who always liked to tease with words, changed his methods this time.

The instant he found his wife's sensitive spot, Lao Xiang silenced her with a kiss.

"Mmm—mmm—" His wife, lost in ecstasy, was suddenly silenced. She could only stick out her tongue
and frantically move it around.

"Pfft—pfft—" As the sounds from his wife's lower body grew louder, she reached her climax.

Sensing her climax, Lao Xiang finally released her, their saliva dripping down in a continuous stream.

"Let me see your face when you climax."

Lao Xiang looked at his wife's dazed face from a few centimeters away, feeling her disordered
breaths , and his fingers moved even faster.

"Ah—I'm going to come again—I can't take it—I'm going to lose it—"

With a sharp moan, his wife's vagina gushed out another wave of fluid.

Saliva dripped from his wife's mouth as she gasped, "Ha—ha—"

"This is just the beginning, you rarely meet me behind Zhibo's back, I won't let you down."

Lao Xiang was clearly mentioning my name on purpose to remind his wife that she was now a wife burdened with the guilt of infidelity.

This would undoubtedly bring his wife even greater stimulation and pleasure.

"You should enjoy it too," his wife said to Lao Xiang.

She then took out a condom, put it on Lao Xiang, and mounted him.

"It's in."

To allow her vagina to fully experience the fullness of Lao Xiang's penis, his wife initially only moved her hips
slowly .

"So good—deeper." Under the sensual stimulation, his wife gradually increased the speed of her movements.

"It's so warm in my vagina—so comfortable."

The two talked while having intercourse.

"Let's do it together," Lao Xiang said to his wife, feeling himself about to ejaculate.

"Mmm—I'm going to come too, faster, faster," his wife responded.

His wife began to moan loudly again, "Shoot inside! Shoot inside!"

After ejaculating, Lao Xiang withdrew from his wife's vagina.

His wife pulled the condom off his still slightly trembling penis and sucked it into her mouth.

Lao Xiang's penis was revived; despite being over 50, he had so much energy.

Soon after, the two began their second round. The two seemed to have made love
three times , and it was unclear how many times the wife had orgasmed.

Finally, exhausted, Lao Xiang pulled his wife into his arms and lay down on the bed.

"Today was really exciting—so comfortable," Lao Xiang said.

"Me too—I finally cheated on you. If Zhi Bo finds out—don't worry,
I won't make you take responsibility," his wife said.

"What, girl, that's life. There are always impulses you can't control. That
's , no need to run away. We haven't hurt anyone yet. From now on, I won't
run away anymore, I won't think about forgetting you anymore," Lao Xiang said.

His wife, who had hesitated to confess before coming here, now seemed
prepared for divorce. Thinking of this, tears welled up in her eyes.

Lao Xiang gently wiped away her tears. "It's okay, don't worry, trust me, and trust Zhi Bo, okay?"

With that, Lao Xiang gently kissed his wife, and the two embraced tightly again.

In the evening, Lao Xiang drove his wife to a parking lot near their home.

"Today was truly a wonderful memory, thank you so much. Whether we'll have a chance to meet again
is not something to worry about now. Don't overthink it, things will work themselves out," Lao Xiang said.

"Uh, I'm sorry to have worried you. Today was a wonderful day for me too
. Now it's just a matter between us," his wife said.

Lao Xiang didn't say anything more, gestured to his wife, and drove away. His wife, as if trying
to avoid looking at Lao Xiang's departing figure, forced herself to turn and leave, walking into a nearby supermarket.

Today, his wife cheated on him, in what way, and with what kind of outburst. Although he was somewhat
prepared for it, he was still very concerned.

Would his wife be completely taken from his heart? That was his biggest worry.

Meanwhile, my lust for my wife surged up as usual. Imagining her writhing wantonly
, moaning in a daze, my penis hardened again.

At 3 PM, Lao Xiang sent another email.

"Madam is home. Everything went smoothly. See you tomorrow at the usual place for details."

Reading Lao Xiang's email made time seem incredibly long again, as if tomorrow would arrive in an instant.

Work was over, and on my way home, I kept adjusting myself so my wife wouldn't notice anything amiss.

"I'm home," I called as I entered.

"You're back. Tired?" My wife greeted me with her usual smile.

"I'm going to the balcony for a smoke." Feeling I was about to give myself away, I quickly ran to the balcony to hide.

My wife's behavior truly surprised me. If Lao Xiang hadn't revealed everything, I probably
wouldn't noticed anything unusual from her.

I suddenly felt confused. Although I had indeed experienced unprecedented stimulation and pleasure so far

, what about next? Would it continue like this? I lit a cigarette to relax.

Feeling a bit more relaxed, I decided that no matter what, I would just hold on until tomorrow and then make further plans after seeing Lao Xiang.

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