[After Mahjong] (01) Author: Dongyou Langzi

Author: Dongyou Langzi
Word Count: 5949

(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. Now we've separated, 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 have
n't had any spark for years."

"Oh, really? Mrs. Xiang seems to have quite a bit of style," I said.

"Really? How about we switch? Me and Mrs. Tian, you and my wife. Oh dear, 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 also over forty, I feel that compared to Lao Xiang, I can still satisfy my wife.

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.

The reason I dared to say that was 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 fight.

"I admit defeat." I figured even though I'd lost, what I said earlier wouldn't be relevant. 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 bill, 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 felt lucky today, didn't I?"

"Oh, you should have said so earlier. I made that bet with you too. But seriously, although Old Xiang's wife is
a bit older, she's still quite attractive. In the end, you might still be the one who wins."

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 change of scenery? We're
an old married couple.

Before I knew it, I was home. I took a shower. To avoid waking my wife, I secretly slipped 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 9 a.m.

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 when we were newlyweds; 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 yesterday's mahjong game (of course, without mentioning the bet with Lao Xiang).
The main point is that I won all night, but suffered a crushing defeat in the last hand, yet overall I still won.

That evening, surprisingly, my wife felt a strong, long-absent desire for me, 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 began to knead 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 to suck on her erect nipples.

"Ah, honey—I'm feeling it."

My wife's voice became excited. I pulled down her panties; she was already wet.

Sticky, stringy love juice overflowed.

I inserted my fingers, making a "plop plop" sound.

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 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...
" Let me ask.

" "You're acting really strange today. What's wrong? You've been having a really good few days. With that unexpected man
—well, it would be a lie to say I had no interest at all. But I really haven't 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 other man's wife. Her
first orgasm was with me, and I even taught her oral sex.

She's not very enthusiastic about sex, but she never refuses my advances.

Two weeks have passed without me realizing it. Once, I ran into Lao Li and he asked, "What happened to that?"

Lao Xiang hasn't contacted me either, so it was just a joke that day.

Then, a week later, on a Saturday, I received a text message from Lao Xiang. I guess it's an invitation
to play mahjong.

"Do you remember the bet from that day? You haven't forgotten, have you?" Lao Xiang's text message read.

Is he really going to honor it?

"I don't know how to bring it up with my wife," I replied.

"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 it's my
own fault .

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.

I felt my mind go blank, both nervous and a little excited, my voice trembling slightly.

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 moisten my throat, then, numbed by the alcohol, I stole glances at my wife
's face.

"Gambled on me? What exactly happened?" my wife demanded.

I stammered out the whole story about the mahjong game.

Treating myself as a gamble, I imagined she'd definitely 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; I still remember something she said just weeks ago.

"If you're willing, 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; maybe it was because Lao Xiang praised you that I got carried away
." 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 relations 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 did have 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's 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 stop now, it was better to end this sooner. After work, I went home and discussed
it with my wife.

"I don't really care, it's nothing. 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
," I said.

For some reason, I felt like a father marrying off his daughter. I think it must be my love for my wife.

That night, for the first time in a long time, we were both very aroused, 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.

"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. We discussed 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 process. I said I wouldn't object as long as my wife didn't object.

Before I knew it, it was Saturday, and my wife and I had lunch together. Neither of us spoke; after lunch, we
just watched TV, glancing occasionally at the clock on the wall.

We both felt restless.

"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 hadn't contacted 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 be able to witness the whole thing on video.

My wife panting beneath Lao Xiang, perhaps even seeing something I didn't want to see.

While I was fantasizing about these things, my wife finished dressing and returned to the living room.

She had applied more elaborate makeup than usual. She looked younger and more beautiful.

My wife chose a black dress for her outfit. She looked a little shy, which
captivated .

"How is it? Does it look too strange?" she asked, her head slightly bowed in embarrassment. 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," she said.

Sure enough, she wasn't in the mood. It was all because I, incompetent as I was, lost the bet. I should
dress 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, dressed in a suit more elegant than ever.

My wife nodded to Lao Xiang, who was all smiles, and gave him a brief greeting. Her gaze fell on me again.

"I'm off then, honey. I'll try to be back as soon as possible," my wife said.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you," I said with a smile, adding jokingly, "Old Xiang, don't do anything rash!"

"Understood, don't worry, I'll return it intact," Old Xiang replied cheerfully.

After saying that, Old Xiang opened the passenger door for his wife. "Please, Miss Zhong,"

my wife said with a slight smile before getting into the car.

After making sure his wife was seated comfortably, Old 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 place,
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 thing. In any case, Madam and I will only be together for one night. I
won't make such a bet. As soon as it's over, I'll bring Madam back immediately."

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 your night."

Actually, Lao Xiang's overly gentlemanly behavior made me quite worried; I still hoped my wife would return 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. Why was I so
worried ? I had to use alcohol to calm myself down.

So I ate some snacks and drank some beer. An hour later, I felt a little drunk.

My wife and I would never divorce over this; 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 a 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
rain .

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
- 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. So—you did it with Lao Xiang after all?"

After a moment of silence, my wife hugged me tighter. "It's 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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