[After half a year, my wife Hua Qian and I have both started to become abnormal] (Continued in 5 parts) Author: Monster Uncle

Author: Monster Uncle
Word Count: 16951

Even if I'm your good lover, devoted

to you, sharing tenderness and passionate kisses ,

I love you and am equally considerate.

I won't let you know that people can be uglier

until you can't even imagine who was with me in bed that day

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Listening to Wu Yufei's "Confession," I recalled bits and pieces from the past few days. Whether it's to
share or as a commemoration of my wife's first infidelity, I've decided to
record this again.

Why again? Because I've actually written about Hua Qian's infidelity before, but it
was vague and incomplete.

It wasn't that I didn't want to write before or that I was lazy; it's that when Hua Qian told me about it, she was vague and
never told me the whole process completely.

As everyone knows, this series is different from my other series (the intermittently abandoned series). This
series is all based on my personal experience, so I don't want to write based on my imagination.

So I'll write what I know, and even if people say I'm too vague, there's nothing I
can do about it.

So why can I write it now? That's because I yelled at Hua Qian about this, and
only then did she honestly tell me the whole story of her affair with that man.

Of course, I yelled at her not because she cheated, but because she lied to me! We had
initially agreed that no matter how much she went out, she couldn't hide it from me; she had to
tell me the whole story.

But she didn't keep her promise, because she was shy and embarrassed to tell me (that's what she said herself).

After Hua Qian's confession and my questioning, I finally told her the whole process and details, including her
inner thoughts at the time, as well as the investigation of the location of the affair and a reenactment of the incident.

Originally, the title was "Continue 6," but I thought that since this is the same event as "Continue 5," I'll stick with "Continue 5
Plus."

But I felt it would be strange to narrate it from my own perspective, so this time I'll
describe .

The timing and some details differ slightly from before, mainly because Sister Hua Qian initially told some lies and concealed information
, and my thoughts were a bit confused at the time, so this is the truth of the matter .

……… ... "Can't Mom take care of the child?" I said softly, enduring my husband's hot breath. "Mom's going to Grandma's tomorrow, how will she take care of the child? Sweetie, I'm on duty on the 1st, I'll be back too late from the countdown , and I won't be energetic for work in the morning. How about I make it up to you by taking you shopping when I get back from my shift?" My husband said as he lifted my nightgown with his big hand, then slowly groped me from bottom to top, making me feel ticklish. "Ugh... don't touch me like that, I'm cooking. I've been with you for so many years, and you've never taken me to a New Year's Eve countdown. Every year there's this or that reason, it's so annoying, hmph! If you're not coming with me tomorrow, I'll go play by myself!" I pulled the naughty hand away from my chest and ladled the food from the pot onto a plate. "Oh? Going to have fun by yourself? What's on your agenda?" "Hmph, Brother Zhao is getting married on the 1st, and he's having a farewell to bachelorette party tomorrow night. I refused when Brother Zhao invited me. I was planning to spend New Year's Eve with you, but hmph, I don't need to anymore. I'm going to Brother Zhao's place, I don't need you anymore. Go, take these dishes out, and then wash the kids' hands and feed them." As I spoke, I handed the plates to my husband, and then went to the dining room to clear away my son's toys from the table. "Oh, are any people coming with you?" My husband took the dishes out and put them on the table, then asked me. "My colleagues from the office and Brother Zhao's friends." "When are they going out?" "I don't know, I'll send a WeChat message to ask later. Do you agree?" After clearing the table and taking out all the food, we started eating. "It's fine, as long as you know your limits. I just wanted you to make more friends, and hehehe, it's not a good idea for you to stay at home all the time. Oh, but let me make this clear first, you need to take care of your son first, otherwise I can't manage on my own ." "Okay, I will, thank you, honey." And so, it was the evening of December 31, 2015. "Okay, honey, the child is asleep, I'm off." I changed into a dark red long-sleeved tight-fitting short dress. "Going out like that? You'll freeze to death." My husband started nagging when he saw my outfit. "It's okay, look, these are tights, I brought a scarf, and I can just add a down jacket on top. Brother Zhao will pick me up later, there's heating in the car, and it'll be even warmer when we get to the karaoke bar." I sat on the edge of the bed, holding my husband's head gently. "Hmm, that's alright, hey, who are you trying to seduce dressed like that?" My husband's mischievous hand rubbed up and down my thigh through the tights. "Heh, didn't you say you wanted me to... you know? Let me see if there are any handsome guys tonight. If there are, I'll seduce one for you, hehe." "Alright then, let's see if we can meet a handsome guy you like tonight." "Hmm, hehe, so... honey, where do you think I should zip up my zipper?" I leaned over my husband, playing with the zipper clasp on my chest, and asked him seductively in his ear.

The dress I was wearing was tight-fitting and very short, and it also had a zipper in the middle.

When the zipper was fully zipped up, it was just a regular round-neck dress, but if you pulled it down, it could
go all the way up to my navel.

My husband gently took the zipper and pulled it down little by little, stopping at my chest
.

"Hmm... here it is."

"Here? Isn't it too low?"

I sat up straight and looked down, seeing a large expanse of white skin and a deep cleavage exposed on my chest, and I could also
see .

"It's okay, it's not like it's the first time I've worn it this low in public."

"How can it be the same? There are a lot of colleagues this time, isn't this too provocative?"

Looking at my chest, I felt a little nervous.

"What are you afraid of? You're naturally provocative, hehe, how can you seduce handsome guys if you're not provocative?"

My husband teased me as he slipped his hands inside the wide-open neckline and bra, kneading my breasts.

"You're the one who's slutty, your whole family is slutty, I'm not arguing with you, Brother Zhao is almost here, I'm leaving, honey, bye-bye."

After taking the groping hand that was rubbing against my chest, I stood up, bent down
and kissed before leaving.

At the entrance of the residential area, I saw Brother Zhao's car already parked there.

Opening the car door, I found one of my female colleagues, Xiaoyi, already inside.

When we arrived at the KTV, Brother Zhao parked the car and led us into a private room.

The room was already full of people playing games—singing, playing dice, some I knew, some I didn't.

Xiaoyi and I sat with the colleagues we knew and started playing with them.

As it got later, my colleagues left one by one for various reasons, until finally it was just Xiaoyi and me
, Brother Zhao, and his four friends.

Seeing that there were only two women left, Brother Zhao's friends invited us to join them.

I hadn't drunk much while playing dice with my colleagues, so I was still quite energetic. But the
longer I played with them, the more I drank, and my head started to spin.

Two of the young men were quite handsome. One of them was a colleague from another department in our company,
but I didn't know him personally; I just vaguely remembered him.

The two handsome young men hovered around me all night, constantly changing positions.

Sometimes they would casually put their arms around my waist, put their hands on my shoulders, and even secretly nudge my chest with their arms.

But I wasn't angry; in fact, I was a little secretly pleased. I didn't expect that at 30, two handsome young men would still
be interested in me. This reminded me of what my husband had said.

"Honey, do you know? You're very attractive to young boys these days..."

At first, I didn't believe it because I felt I wasn't young anymore. After giving birth, I had a little
belly , and my breasts were slowly sagging. Where did I get any allure?

But tonight, the two handsome men's behavior made me gradually realize that I still had some market value.

They asked for my WeChat and added me as a friend.

We played until about 2 a.m., when everyone was getting ready to leave.

The two boys insisted on taking me home, but Brother Zhao stopped them. He kept insisting on taking me home,
but when we got to the KTV entrance, Brother Zhao vomited uncontrollably and couldn't take me home.
One of his friends had to take him instead.

The other two boys had already left, and Xiaoyi and I, looking helpless, each took a taxi home.

I felt okay at the KTV, but as soon as I went up the stairs, the alcohol hit me, and I felt dizzy
.

When I got home, it was so hot, and I took off all my clothes as soon as I entered the room.

My husband was already asleep, but he woke up when he heard me open the door.

I snuggled up to him, hugging him tightly, feeling so comfortable and sleepy.

My husband covered me with a blanket while asking about the night. I was exhausted, but I couldn't resist his
questioning , so I told him a few things and then fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, my son woke me up before nine o'clock; my husband had already gone to work.

My head was still spinning, so after washing up, I sent a WeChat message to my husband.

He continued to ask about last night, and I briefly explained what happened.

After making breakfast, my son and I ate in the dining room.

Suddenly, I received a message on WeChat from one of the boys from last night, named Aqi. We started chatting
.

Aqi is a local, a recent college graduate, and currently interning at a design company.

I don't know how he became friends with Zhao, who is more than ten years older than him.

Aqi is a great conversationalist; he can talk about anything that interests me and often compliments me, making me
very happy. Gradually, I became interested in him.

He even added me to the chat group created by the four people from last night. They are all humorous and witty, which made me
happy .

I spent the whole day switching between the chat group and Aqi's private messages. Of course, another boy, Awen, also
messaged me privately.

But I felt that since they worked at the same company, it would be
awkward , so I was much colder towards Awen, mostly chatting with him in the chat group.

My husband didn't get home from work until after midnight.

That jerk came home and immediately started groping her. After I told him about my WeChat conversations with them,
he took my phone and looked at the chat history.

Looking at his face, I felt incredibly uneasy. I hugged his head, burying his face in his
chest .

"Honey, are you really going to do this?"

My voice trembled slightly.

"Yeah, the more lewd you are, the more excited I get..."

"I'm serious. If... if you don't want to, I can stop contacting him right away, I..."

"I'm serious too. Didn't we agree? You promised!"

"But I still feel weird. I can accept playing around sometimes, but to actually do it... it feels so strange
."

Actually, I couldn't understand why my beloved husband would do this.
Is it really okay for him to let me be with other men like this? "Of course you'll feel weird at first, but you'll get used to it."

"Well... okay then, I hope you won't regret it..."

Looking at my husband's determined eyes, I knew it was pointless to say anything.

"Yes, I will always love you, my wife!"

"I love you too, husband!"

That night we made love passionately. I felt my husband's penis was harder than usual, hitting my clitoris every time.

His excitement and arousal were clearly conveyed to me through his hard penis, and I could only
try my best to please him.

I didn't know if this was the right thing to do; I only knew that my husband would love me very, very much. Besides, being pursued by a young and handsome boy wasn't bad, it was just a little strange

to think that I was a married woman. For the next period of time, Archie and his friends continued to chat with me on WeChat, and my husband checked the chat history every night . Well, he checked the chat history with Archie and the chat group before, but he respected me and didn't look at the others . Although there was nothing wrong with it, I didn't feel any dissatisfaction. However, I felt embarrassed and deleted a few of the more cheesy messages from Archie, and my husband found out and got a little angry with me. I promised that I would never delete messages again before my husband forgave me. But even so, some of the messages were really embarrassing, and I really didn't want my husband to see them. I'll have to be more careful when deleting messages in the future. What's meant to happen will happen. One afternoon while I was at work, they invited me out for a late-night snack. After getting my husband's permission, I changed my clothes and got ready to leave after putting the kids to sleep. "I'm leaving, honey." I hugged my husband and kissed his forehead. "Okay, be careful. How are you getting there?" "They're coming to pick me up." "Oh, okay, um... remember to use a condom..." I was amused and exasperated by my husband. It was only the first time I'd gone out with them, the second time we'd met, how could it be so soon ...? "You're crazy, I'm leaving. It's late, you don't need to wait for me, just go to sleep." "Do you think I can sleep?" "Whatever, come on, give me a kiss..." I kissed my husband on the lips and left. I waited a few minutes at the entrance of the complex before they arrived, and then they took me to a popular local food stall for late-night snacks . The late-night snack was very enjoyable; their silly banter made me forget all the pressure from family and work. I cried until after midnight, and feeling it was getting late, I asked them to take me home. They didn't say anything, paid the bill, and took me home. When I got to the entrance of the residential area, I was dumbfounded to find that they had already driven away. That idiot, didn't he promise to take me upstairs? Doesn't he know it's dangerous for a woman to go upstairs alone in the middle of the night? Not counting the last time, I was so dizzy I didn't feel scared at all. Usually, when I get home late, my husband comes downstairs to pick me up. "Hey, you bad guy, really! You disappeared in the blink of an eye! Didn't you say you'd take me upstairs? I'm scared so late, where did you go! Humph!" Although I wasn't drunk, I had drunk quite a bit. Because of the effects of the alcohol, I called Archie in an almost coquettish tone. "Oh, I thought you didn't need..." "Don't need? You bastard! You never keep your promises, how annoying..." "Um, where are you now? I'll be right back..." "At the gate." A few minutes after hanging up, their car came back, and Archie got out of the car happily. I snorted and turned to walk into the residential area, with Archie following behind me. From the entrance of the residential complex to my building, Archie didn't dare speak to me until we entered the building and he grabbed my hand from behind at the stairwell. I turned to look at him, and he looked at me too. "Um...did you have fun tonight?" he asked, slowly moving closer to me. My heart was pounding. What did he want...? " Yes, I had fun. You guys were so funny... um..." He moved closer and closer, and before I could finish speaking, he kissed my lips. "Um... um..." Archie's tongue entered my mouth, swirling around, and I unconsciously responded with my own. My heart was beating faster and faster, my face was getting redder and redder, and my body temperature was rising. We kissed for what seemed like forever before Archie's lips left mine. He pulled me to the hallway next to the stairs and made me lean against the wall to continue kissing me. At first, Archie's hands were still obediently holding my waist, but then his right hand started to wander, slowly climbing up from my waist to my breasts, rubbing them through my clothes. I was so nervous, incredibly nervous. This was downstairs in my building, and most of the neighbors knew me. What if … what if someone saw me? I'd be in big trouble. But at the same time, I felt an immense thrill, a feeling I hadn't experienced in ages. When was it…? Oh right, it was when my husband first pulled me to the stone bench on the basketball court at school, kissing and touching me like this… So exciting… Without realizing it, I felt . Reflexively, I hugged Archie, one hand on his back, the other stroking his neck and the back of his head. My movements seemed to further provoke Archie. He wasn't satisfied with just touching my breasts through my thick clothes anymore. His right hand slipped under my dress, flipped over my thermal underwear, and slid under the bottom edge of my bra. My breasts were now completely exposed in his hands. "Sister Qian, your breasts are so big and soft..." "Hmm... um... cold... um..." Archie's hands were a little cold, touching my burning skin, giving me goosebumps. He didn't let me finish, continuing to seal my words with his lips. His left hand, which was originally on my waist, slid down and kneaded my buttocks. "Um... um... um..." My body was getting hotter and hotter, I knew I was aroused. Suddenly, Archie released my lips and pushed my bra up with both hands, exposing my breasts to the air. "Ah..." Archie lowered his head and skillfully bit my left nipple with his mouth, while my right breast kept deforming . "Ah... um... itchy..." My body was burning hot, and the large expanse of exposed skin in the cold winter didn't feel a bit cold. The hand on Archie's back was pulled down and then touched something burning hot.

I knew it was a penis, a hard penis. Archie guided my hand to grasp it, and then began to stroke it
back and forth .

Next, Archie's hand gently caressed my lower abdomen, reaching the edge of my pantyhose. Without hesitation, his fingers
probed inside, then lifted my underwear to touch that place that no one but my husband had ever touched.

"So wet... Sister Qian..."

"Mmm... Ah..."

His fingers skillfully moved back and forth between my urethra, vagina, and labia. I felt my lower
body becoming increasingly loose, as if it might burst at any moment.

"Ah... Ah..."

Suddenly, the fingers that had been moving back and forth paused, then
plunged .

"Ah... Ah... Mmm... Ah..."

I used all my strength to control my volume, trying not to cry out loud.

My hand, which had been on the back of Archie's head, gripped his hair uncontrollably.

Splash... Splash... Splash... The sounds of fingers going in and out, mixed with the wetness, were particularly clear in the quiet night.

I felt my strength slowly draining away, my legs trembling, my body leaning completely against
the wall .

Tension, excitement, taboo, desire… all intertwined in my mind,
only with my husband.

Husband…

husband…

husband…

His left hand, which had been kneading my breasts, suddenly grabbed the edge of my stockings, preparing to pull them down.

I jolted awake; he was going to take off my stockings and then…no! I couldn't bear to let him get away with it on our first date
, especially here.

I pushed him away; he stared blankly at me.

Ignoring him, I straightened my disheveled clothes.

"Okay, come upstairs with me."

After straightening my clothes, I headed for the stairs.

The stairs seemed harder than usual; each step felt heavy, my mind a complete mess.

Even at the door, Archie didn't say anything. Only

when I took out my keys to open the door did he say goodbye and run away as if his life depended on it.

Opening the door, I saw my husband emerge from his room.

I didn't know how to tell him what happened tonight. How could I possibly say it? But if I didn't tell him, my husband definitely
wouldn't let it go.

Taking off my shoes, my husband came to my side, and I instinctively leaned into his arms.

"I drank a lot..."

My husband didn't speak, just silently closed and locked the door while holding me.

"I was almost eaten..."

I decided to be honest; there was no way I could stay silent.

"Hmm? What?"

I didn't know if my husband genuinely couldn't hear me or was pretending. He gently carried me into the room and then
gently placed me on the bed.

"Tell me, what happened?"

My husband's voice was very gentle, patting my back softly, but I didn't dare look at him, just holding him tightly.

"I was almost eaten..."

I felt my voice trembling.

"Tell me slowly what happened."

I slowly recounted what happened tonight in my husband's arms. Perhaps I was too nervous or because I had drunk too much
, some details were intentionally or unintentionally vague.

When my husband reached out and touched my still-muddy vagina, I felt like my crime had been exposed.

"Well, you're all wet, hehe, did he put it in?"

"No, really no, he just touched me with his hand..."

Hearing my husband's words, I could only cover my face with my hands.

"Touched you with his hand? Did he put his fingers in?"

"Yes..."

"How many?

" "I don't know... I really don't know..."

I really didn't know.

"Did you orgasm?"

"Yes..."

How could I not? "

Yeah, otherwise how could you be so wet... Hmph, this slut, see how I punish you!"

My husband let go of me and roughly stripped me naked, then he took off his own clothes.

I cautiously looked at my husband's face and found that although he used a bit of force, he didn't
seem , and his penis was already very erect.

"Ah..."

Without any foreplay, my husband immediately inserted his penis.

Because of the afterglow from before, there was no resistance or pain, and it filled my vagina.

Honestly, I'd wanted to be penetrated since the beginning, and now that my wish had finally come true, the immense
satisfaction made me forget my son was sleeping next to me, and I screamed out loud.

My husband thrust in and out forcefully again and again, and I relentlessly responded to his upward thrusts, making each impact
hit my clitoris.

My mind went blank, the pleasure from my vagina made me spasm uncontrollably, and fluid
gushed uncontrollably from my vagina and urethra.

"So tight, damn it, you slut, does being touched really feel that good? It's squeezing me so tight... huff..."

I couldn't respond to my husband with words, only with the most primal sounds coming from deep in my throat.

Thump... thump... thump... thump... My husband's penis grew larger and larger, and the frequency of his thrusts increased,
a sign of impending ejaculation.

"Ah... ah... no... no... ah..."

I don't know why I said no, maybe because my husband finished faster than before, and my body craved
more... more... Hot semen shot onto my belly, and all my strength seemed to be completely drained away
.

I could only gasp for breath, like a fish pulled from the water, my body
convulsing .

"Hoo...you were too wild tonight...almost like when you were a virgin..."

After cleaning me and the bed, my husband held me in his arms, pulled the covers over me, and I felt so comfortable
I didn't want to move a finger.

...

"That's it?" "

That's it. Honey...I'm sorry..."

My husband asked again about what happened downstairs tonight, and after I answered, he hugged me tightly.

"Hoo, it's okay, didn't we agree that this day would come sooner or later?"

"I'm sorry, honey... don't be angry... you... you can stop contacting him if you don't like him!
Really!"

"Silly girl, I'm not angry, I'm just... I just suddenly felt a little overwhelmed, it's okay."

"Do you still want to continue? If you continue..."

"Well, as long as you can accept it, it doesn't matter. Look how excited I was just now, right? I can tell you
were excited too! Right?"

"Mmm..."

"Do you want him to penetrate you?"

"A little... actually, I almost lost control just now..."

"That's it then, but next time, don't do it downstairs at home. It's a place where people come and go,
aren't you afraid of being seen by the neighbors? I can accept you being played by someone, but I can't accept the neighbors talking about me being cuckolded behind my back
! Be careful next time, don't let anyone see you."

"Okay, I know..."

"Okay, you're tired too, go to sleep... I love you, wife!"

"I love you too, honey..."

Although she was still full of guilt, seeing that her husband wasn't angry, and because she had been
so , she quickly fell asleep in her husband's arms.

…

Recently, my husband's libido has been unusually high, even more so than when we first became intimate.

I'm busy every day, dealing with the young boy on WeChat during the day and serving that monster at night, but
I don't feel tired at all; in fact, I feel much more fulfilled than before.

Both emotionally and physically… Archie's messages are becoming increasingly cheesy; some I can't even bear to
read.

Actually, all he says boils down to one thing—having sex with me.

I'm hesitant and conflicted.

My love for my husband and the allure of the young, handsome man make me waver.

Finally, what's meant to happen will happen.

One night, they asked me to go out for a late-night snack.

My husband calmly agreed, but after so many years of marriage, how could he hide this forced calm from me?
"Husband…"

"Go ahead… phew… what's meant to happen will happen… remember… always use a condom!"

Walking down the stairs, I recalled my university days, when a senior tricked me into joining a dance club and
was forced to perform on stage for the first time.

My current feelings are like those few minutes before I went on stage that day.

"Hua Qian... Hua Qian?"

"Ah? Sister Hua!"

A familiar voice interrupted my reverie... "What are you thinking about so intently? You almost bumped into me."

Sister Hua waved her hand in front of her, while Hao Ge, behind her, looked at me curiously.

Do all men like to follow behind women when going up stairs? — I suddenly had

this thought.

"Ah, nothing, just thinking about the baby."

"Oh? What's wrong with the baby?"

"Nothing, he just won't go to sleep until very late."

"Yeah, Xiao Yong was the same when he was little..."

Once Sister Hua started talking, she went on and on.

"Usually during the day you... hey, what's wrong... oh, sorry, haha, out so late?"

If Hao Ge hadn't secretly tugged at Sister Hua from behind, who knows when I would have been able to leave.

"Yeah, going out for a late-night snack with friends."

"Oh, Shaojie is so good, letting you go out and have some fun, unlike someone else, who calls several times even when I'm just shopping... Ugh,
you're so annoying, I know. Sorry, Huaqian, I have something to do back home, let's talk next time."

Yeah, my husband is so good, not only letting me go out and have fun, but also letting me... "Okay, I'll go now, goodbye ,
goodbye Hao-ge."

After being interrupted by Sister Hua, my mood seemed less heavy.

The car was still parked at the entrance of the community, and inside, the same four people were still there.

I usually drink very responsibly, but tonight I really drank too much, threw up twice, and
was staggered home.

Maybe I threw up everything I was supposed to, because I felt a bit more sober walking on the path in the community.

And beside me was Aqi, carefully supporting me.

At the stairwell, a passionate kiss, as if trying to melt me.

Nipples exposed to the air, standing tall.

My lower body felt like a valve had been opened by that nimble finger, and a gush of fluid kept gushing out.

"Sister Qian...Sister Qian...Is it okay?"

"Um...Ah...It's not okay here, someone...someone will pass by...um...ah..."

"Let's go to the garage, no one can see us from inside your garage."

"You need to wear a condom..."

"Yeah, I have one."

Disheveled, I opened the familiar garage with the key. According to the young man following behind, watching
the garage door slowly open was like watching the door of a vault open.

After the garage door closed, the slightly stuffy air made me frown.

"Ah..."

My clothes were lifted up again, and four fingers from behind kept twisting and playing with my two erect nipples.

The heavy breathing in my ears and the hard thing pressing against my buttocks made me feel dizzy and infatuated.

I reached up and wrapped my arms around his head, stroking his hair.

How long are we going to play like this? Although it feels so good—that's what I thought for a moment.

As if Archie knew what I was thinking, he released my poor nipples and tried to take off my stockings.

But who knew he was so clumsy, he couldn't pull it down no matter what, and he didn't dare to use force.

Then... he shoved his hand away and quickly pulled my stockings and underwear down to my knees,
exposing my buttocks to Archie.

Archie took out a condom from his wallet, opened it, and put it on.

I knew it! I knew he either left early to plan this or he often tricked girls into bed; otherwise, how could he be so well-
prepared ?

Archie pushed my shoulders, making me lie face down on the seat of my women's motorcycle that I usually use for work.

Luckily, I had brought my key, otherwise, the electronic alarm would have gone off, which would have been a problem.

I didn't dare look back; soon... soon, that place only husbands can enter was about to be
entered by a boy much younger than me, whom I had only met three times.

"Ah..."

It was so full, so full... With the double lubrication of the constantly overflowing vaginal fluid and the lubricant on the condom, I...
I felt a throbbing pain; his penis was probably thicker than my husband's.

"Ah...uh..."

I desperately covered my mouth to stop myself from crying out.

Husband, I'm sorry, he came in, went out, and came in again...

Thinking of my husband...

my husband was waiting for me to come home twenty meters above me...

and I...

was twenty meters below him, having taken off my pants, sticking my butt out, being penetrated by another man...

I'm sorry! Husband! I love you! I will always love you!

"Ah...um...ah...ah...um?"

What? He stopped? Huh? It's over? I haven't even come yet! Only ten or so times? What really broke me was that
he dared to ask me how good he was? Sigh, I silently took out a tissue and handed it to him, while I took one out to wipe
myself .

After tidying up his clothes, Aqi carefully wrapped the condom and packaging he had used in a tissue, then took me
upstairs , and ran down the stairs again as if he were running away.

When I opened the door, my husband didn't get up and hug me as usual; he seemed to be asleep.

But I knew he wasn't asleep at all; how could he possibly sleep?

"We did it,"

I whispered in his ear, holding his head.

"Where?"

"The garage."

Silence. Neither of us spoke.

I don't know how much time passed before my husband started undressing me.

We made love passionately, and as we did, I told him what had happened under his questioning.

We made love for a long time, my feelings complicated.

"We can't go back now, can we?"

my husband whispered in my ear.

"Mmm..."

"Remember, we can only continue like this... there's no going back... if we stop...
we 're finished, you know?"

We won't be finished, as long as you don't despise me, husband...

"Mmm..."

...

Thankfully, my husband wasn't angry; in fact, he loved me even more.

As for what happened that night, my husband attributed it to that guy being too nervous; he said he probably would have finished quickly too
.

Okay, I'll take that as an explanation.

My husband is still encouraging me to continue with Archie; what a perverted husband! But it's not so bad; I
haven't lost anything, have I? It's the end of the year, and both work and family life are becoming increasingly troublesome.

Aside from our usual WeChat messages, Aqi and I didn't see each other again until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. My husband was on duty, and my son
had been taken to my mother-in-law's place.

That evening, I was bored at home alone when Aqi asked me to go to the movies.

I was excited, but I still needed my husband's permission before I dared to go.

After getting his affirmative answer, I excitedly changed my clothes and headed to the entrance of our residential complex.

The car was different today; Aqi said it was his own.

Ah, it's so nice to be a rich kid; he's driving a car right after starting his job.

Since we had already eaten separately, we went straight to the cinema. I watched "The Mermaid," which was fairly
funny.

After the movie, he took me to get something to eat.

"How about we go for a drive before going back?"

Aqi asked me in the car after we finished eating.

I saw that it was still early, and my husband wouldn't get off work until late at night, so I agreed.

Aqi drove around, eventually stopping by an artificial lake in an upscale residential complex. There wasn't a
soul .

After parking, he stroked my thigh.

"Let's go to the back seat, okay?"

I knew he wasn't just taking me for a ride. Remembering my husband's encouragement, I figured, fine, let's go
. I hope he won't disappoint me again.

The foreplay was as intoxicating as ever. His skilled hands removed my clothes
piece by piece .

I compared Archie's and my husband's techniques, and finally, I realized my ex-husband was
just as good as Archie.

Hmph, my current husband always acts like he's doing homework, just a quick flirtation before penetrating. While
his stamina is good, it always leaves me feeling a little unsatisfied.

Archie's car is a compact little car, so the rear space isn't very large. Finally, he told me to
get on top.

Archie put on a condom, held my waist, and I obediently rolled over and straddled him. He guided his penis
to my vaginal opening.

I took a deep breath and slowly sat down.

"Ah..."

It was swollen, the same swelling as last time, and because of the position, it went even deeper than before.

That sore, weak feeling all over my body—my husband had given me that before, but only occasionally
. Now, it happened every single time.

*Slap slap slap slap... plop plop...* The two sounds mixed and echoed in the cramped car. If
anyone , they would have seen the car shaking violently.

I changed from kneeling on his lap to squatting, using his shoulders for leverage to swing
my hips and slap his thighs with my buttocks.

Just as I was enjoying the wonderful pleasure coming from my vagina, I suddenly felt Archie grip my waist tightly,
stopping my up-and-down movements.

I looked at his ecstatic expression and felt his penis throbbing inside me.

Finished again? Oh, better than before, about twenty times. Sigh... This feeling of being stuck in the middle is driving me crazy, but
I'm afraid of hurting his pride, so I don't dare show disappointment. I just rolled off and took out some tissues to wipe myself.

Archie remained in that position until I hit him, and he finally woke up.

After taking my tissue, he started cleaning the residue on his penis and the water stains on the leather seat… It definitely wasn't
mine! Hmm, it wasn't… could it be? Suddenly, I felt a pang of guilt, not for having sex with Archie,
but never having had sex with my husband in a car. Every time he asked, I refused, because the car
was too small and uncomfortable.

And now… now my first time… car sex, was given to another man.
I'll make it up to my husband next time.

After Archie finished cleaning, we got dressed, and I leaned on his shoulder and we chatted.

Around 11:30, I asked him to drive me home.

When my husband came home, he hugged me and eagerly asked about tonight's events. I grumbled and expressed my
utter .

He shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Young man, you're a bit lacking. I was about the same before. You need to practice more to last longer
."

"How many more times do I have to let him do it? Every time I'm left wanting more, it's so painful,"

I said, leaning against him, indicating I couldn't take it anymore.

"Oh, I've got it. How about this, you help him finish once next time, and then do it again
. The second time it'll definitely last longer, right?"

"Hmm... how do I do it? With my hands? I don't know how."

"With your mouth. You haven't used your mouth on him before, have you?"

"No! Disgusting!"

"Ha, then it's not disgusting to give Xiaoyong a blowjob?"

"No means no!"

"Then whatever you want..."

"Honey, I want it... give it to me..."

I pushed my husband down and started our deepest battle. My son wasn't around, so I could scream out loud... ...
...

"

Hmm... ah..."

This was in the same place, in the same car. A few days after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Aqi asked me out again.
This time we didn't have a late-night snack, didn't watch a movie, and didn't go for a drive. He picked me up at the entrance of the neighborhood and went straight to the point. That's how men are. When they can't have you, they'll use all sorts of tricks to coax you .

Once they get you, they hardly bother with any coaxing at all . But thankfully, there was still foreplay. However, if it was still at that pace, I'd rather not have it at all, otherwise I'd be left feeling unsatisfied again. "Let me help you get it done first before we do it." Remembering my husband's suggestion, I decided to give it a try. "Why?" My breasts were constantly being deformed by Archie's wicked hands. Last time he took off my clothes, I needed his help , but this time he stripped me naked in no time. "It's more comfortable this way." "Okay then." I pushed away the wicked hands that were still on my breasts, squatted down from the back seat, and knelt between Archie's thighs, gently stroking his penis. This was the first time I had seriously observed Archie's penis. Before, I was too embarrassed to look at it, and only used my vagina to feel its size. I compared Archie's penis with my husband's. Archie's was indeed thicker than my husband's, well, a whole size thicker. And the length was only a little bit longer than my husband's, well... a centimeter or two. After stroking it a few times, I lowered my head and smelled it. Well, there was no strange smell. I stuck out my tongue and licked the glans, and Archie seemed to be electrocuted and shuddered. I thought it was fun, so I started licking it. After licking for a while, I tried to put his penis in my mouth. "Ah..." This time it wasn't me groaning, it was Archie, haha. But his penis was really thick, I had to open my mouth as wide as possible to take it in, it felt so strenuous. "Ah... Sister Qian, your technique is so good... Ah... Huff..." Of course, my husband has trained me for years, how could it not be good? After a while, Archie, who had been behaving himself, became naughty again, reaching up to play with my breasts. Slurp slurp... The sucking sound echoed in the car, suddenly I felt someone press down on my head, making me speed up the up-and-down motion like playing basketball. No way, he's already done? Only four or five minutes, it's nothing compared to my husband who can suck without ejaculating . "Sister Qian, can I ejaculate inside? Huff..." The pressure on my head increased, I knew he was close to his climax. "You're crazy, of course not, that's disgusting, even my husband doesn't allow it." I quickly shook off his hand, spat out his penis, and even used my hand to masturbate him. After a few strokes, he ejaculated. Luckily, I pulled away quickly, but some semen still got on my face. After cleaning the semen off my hands and face, I leaned naked against his shoulder and chatted. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt sexually indifferent to him, without even a shred of desire to have sex with him again. After a long time, he asked if I wanted to come again, and I refused. I felt that I might never go out with him again . Archie didn't say anything after being rejected. We silently got dressed, and then he drove me home. Finally, when we went upstairs, I didn't let him drive me. I think he understood what I meant. Afterwards, we chatted on WeChat, but Archie didn't ask me out again. ... Before the Lantern Festival, according to my husband's custom, we celebrated the Chinese Valentine's Day early. To make up for it, I paid for tickets to "The Mermaid" and promised to have sex with him in the car. During the movie, my husband held my hand the whole time, very tightly. During sex in the car, we did it for a long time, and my husband got hard and soft and then hard again, but he just couldn't finish. My husband said the space was too small, making it difficult to exert force and uncomfortable. Finally, as compensation, I agreed to his request and went to the convenience store to buy cigarettes, wearing only a short dress, topless, with the zipper zipped all the way down. Despite the rain outside, despite the low temperature, and despite my embarrassment, I still did this revealing thing to please my husband . From the moment I entered the convenience store, the middle-aged owner's eyes never left my body. I not only bought cigarettes but also a drink. I deliberately pretended to struggle to choose from the large refrigerated drink display, bending almost ninety degrees . Although I didn't look back, I knew my buttocks, my genitals, and my pubic hair were exposed to the owner . Frankly, I didn't feel any sexual pleasure, only fear, embarrassment, and, oh, cold. My husband stood at the convenience store entrance watching me expose myself, showing no intention of going in. Finally, after paying, I ran back to the car like I was escaping for my life. My husband was clearly very happy and excited. This made me feel a little less guilty. Maybe because I had exercised, I was a little hungry, so I asked them to take me to get something to eat.

My husband kept talking to me on the way home, as excited as if he'd just received his newest toy. Even

when we got to the restaurant, he kept talking, though I'd already put all my clothes
back .

It wasn't about being shy or revealing; it was just cold.

At the restaurant, he kept asking me about me and Aqi, and whether I'd ever been unfaithful to
him .

I thought about it and told him something I'd kept from him before we got married.

He wasn't angry; he seemed quite excited, and then he stopped.

Just as I was wondering what was wrong, he seemed to have mustered a lot of courage and told me
something I couldn't accept, something I'd rather never have known.

He confessed that he'd cheated on me before we got married, having an affair with the owner of a herbal tea shop,
and they'd even had sex.

I couldn't accept it, I really couldn't.

Back when we were together, I'd told him I wasn't a petty woman.
I wouldn't mind if he went out socializing or anything like that; even if he went to nightclubs or massage parlors, I would
n't be too angry. What

I couldn't accept was him sleeping with someone else, not even once.

I was completely devastated. My husband kept apologizing, but I couldn't hear a word he said.
The food made me feel nauseous; I couldn't eat a thing.

"Give me the keys."

"Huh? What?"

"Give me the car keys!"

I took the keys and went to the car.

Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably, and all sorts of negative thoughts swirled in my mind.

I wanted to talk to someone, but it was almost 2 AM, and it wasn't convenient to call anyone.

For some reason, Archie's image popped into my head.

"Hey, why so late?"

Archie's familiar voice came through the phone.

I cried and berated my husband for his misdeeds until he got into the car, and then I hung up.

On the way home, my husband kept apologizing, making promises and swearing oaths.

But didn't he promise me he wouldn't go all the way? What's the use of his promises now? Once
unfaithful , always unfaithful. Why should I trust you again? Some might say, "Didn't you sleep with other men yourself?

Why can't you accept your husband sleeping with someone else?" No reason! I just can't accept it! Absolutely not!
When we got home, my husband spent over an hour apologizing to me.

He said he confessed because he loved me so much and felt he shouldn't hide anything from me anymore
.

My anger subsided a little, just a little.

I had thought about divorcing him, but despite my anger, I still loved him very much.

In the end, I went home with him, but I didn't say a word to him and slept with my back to him that night.

The next day, my husband had to work, and I had to go to work too.

I was very unhappy and spent the whole day at work overthinking.

My husband sent me many messages, but I didn't reply to any of them. Finally, he called me, and I reluctantly answered
, but hung up after a few words.

When I got home from work, my son wasn't there, and the house was eerily quiet.

I felt this couldn't go on. I was afraid I would do something foolish, and a sudden
urge , so I called Aqi and asked him to go drinking with me.

Aqi took me to dinner first, and after dinner, he asked me where I wanted to drink.

"You have to order a dozen drinks before going to those nightclubs, and you can't drink while driving. I can't finish them all by myself, it's a waste of
money."

"Then... shall we get a hotel room and buy some drinks to drink up there?"

I knew what he was thinking. I would never have agreed before, but to get revenge on my husband, I agreed
without hesitation.

We picked a chain hotel and booked a room by the hour.

The room was booked using only his ID card. My husband's workplace can check individual hotel records, and although
he'll find out sooner or later, I just didn't want him to find out.

Once in the room, I started drinking and complaining to Aqi about my husband's faults.

But that guy Aqi actually defended my husband! He said my husband was actually doing well, that many people
have cheated on their wives with countless women, and even confessed to you... My husband only mentioned one, who knows
how many others he hasn't mentioned! Before I knew it, I had drunk two cans by myself.

Two large bottles of Harbin beer. Because I had just eaten, I really couldn't drink anymore.

"I'm going to take a shower first..."

Archie stopped talking when he saw I wasn't drinking anymore, and cautiously asked me.

"Hmm..."

"Let's shower together."

This guy really knows how to push his luck.

"You go by yourself, I just showered before coming out."

Archie kept begging me, and finally I couldn't resist and agreed.

I took off my clothes outside, wrapped myself in a towel, and reluctantly let Archie lead me into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Archie gently caressed every inch of my skin, and I took the initiative to use shower gel to wash him
... um, especially his penis.

He started kissing me, touching me, using all sorts of flirting techniques on me.

"I can't hold back anymore, can we not use a condom?"

"Hmm..."

In my dazed state, I don't know why I agreed.

Archie hung me completely suspended on his body, his penis was right in front of my vaginal opening, and then he
slowly let me sink down.

Plop... without any resistance, his entire penis disappeared into my vagina, and that tingling pleasure quickly
spread throughout my body.

It felt amazing, but I was also scared, afraid of falling, so I didn't let him touch me for long before letting him put me down.

After I got down, he turned me around and pushed me against the bathroom wall. I braced myself against the wall with my hands, bent over,
and let him spread my buttocks, inserting his thick penis into my vagina again without any obstruction.

The hot water from the showerhead kept spraying onto our bodies, the slapping sounds incessant.

Maybe it was the environment, but this time it lasted longer than ever before... wait... longer? "Wait,
let's use a condom."

I suddenly woke up from the pleasure and pulled him back.

"No, okay? This is more comfortable."

"Can you guarantee you won't get it inside? Can you handle the consequences? I don't think I can."

Archie was speechless. We dried ourselves off and came out of the bathroom. He hugged me and kissed me passionately on the bed. Then,
after putting on a condom, he pulled me up and lay back down, meaning he wanted me to be on top.

I straddled him, guided his penis to my vagina, and slowly sat down… Just as I was about
to climax, he finished again… Would it kill

him to wait a little longer? I was speechless. This time, I was completely heartbroken. If this continued, I thought I would go crazy.

After cleaning up, I wrapped myself naked in the blanket and continued to berate my husband. Archie played on his phone while
praising him.

Around midnight, it was almost time for the clock to strike, so Archie took me home.

“Actually, you’re so young, you should find a girlfriend. This isn’t a solution,”

I said to Archie downstairs, hoping he understood.

Archie didn’t say anything, just responded with a couple of words. I didn’t let him take me upstairs.

…

When my husband came home from work, I told him rudely that I had gone to a hotel with a man.

He didn't express any dissatisfaction and kept saying nice things to coax me. I made him promise again that he wouldn't sleep with other
women, or I would definitely divorce him.

After my husband solemnly promised, I forgave him.

After that, Aqi and I never saw each other again, and we rarely even contacted each other on WeChat.

As for me, haha, I met a handsome guy in a mobile game. He's from my hometown, but unfortunately, he's not free to come
over right now.

He wanted me to come see him, but my husband said that offering oneself up from afar is absolutely unacceptable; a woman can be promiscuous, but
not cheap.

I think my husband is right, so I refused. He said he would come to see me as soon as he had some free time, and I'm really
looking forward to it.

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This is the story of Hua Qian's first affair.

Hmm…when I posted the fifth installment, Hua Qian hadn't gone to a hotel with that person yet, so I didn't continue writing.

Are you curious about what Hua Qian confessed to me that night? Actually, there was only an ambiguous atmosphere;
nothing substantial happened.

So, here's the thing: once, Hua Qian's company organized a trip for them. At the time, Hua Qian and I
weren't married yet, we were just living together.

The company arranged hotel accommodations where two people shared a double room.

Hua Qian was assigned to share a room with a female colleague she was close to.

That colleague had a boyfriend; Hua Qian and I had been on trips with them before.

That colleague wasn't exactly innocent; she was having an affair with one of the company's employees.

She demanded to share a room with him, leaving Hua Qian's other partner in the same
room.

Luckily, all four of us got along well, so Hua Qian agreed.

A single man and woman sleeping in the same hotel room—pretty ambiguous, right? Even more ambiguous was that
after commando, wearing only a nightgown, and slept with a man other than me.

Although she wasn't wearing anything sexy, and they slept in separate beds, it was still pretty awkward.

Later, I asked Hua Qian, "What would you have done if that man had tried to sleep with you that night?" Guess
how Sister Hua Qian answered? Sister Hua Qian actually said she didn't know! Haha, what does "didn't know" mean? I thought
she would say something like "impossible" or "she would definitely resist," but her answer "didn't know" was quite revealing.

Oh, by the way, that male colleague drove the main wedding car for me on my wedding day with Sister Hua Qian…

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