[I recently let my wife sleep with someone else for the first time] (01-06) Author: えっちな１８さん

Author: Ecchina 18+
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Recently, I let my wife sleep with someone else for the first time. Part 1:

Let me tell you, I'm 31 this year, and my wife is 26. We've both been working since we got married, and we don't have children.

My wife is slim, with a C-cup bust. She's quite focused and has a petite and cute personality.

My wife works as a systems engineer. Unlike many women who do menial tasks in companies, she genuinely
works hard.

This is the complete opposite of me, who just coasts along – that's what they call complementary.

By the way, although I'm older than her, it was my wife who proposed dating and marriage~ Haha.

This kind of wife seems rather masochistic in bed. For example, she likes the doggy style. Well, I
haven't really investigated whether she's a sadist or a masochist, but I generally feel she's a masochist.

She said she had two boyfriends before we started dating, so she's probably not lying. (I felt very
uncomfortable at the beginning of our relationship .)

I've talked to my wife about having sex with other men before, but the conclusion was "absolutely not."

However, I feel that she's not entirely uninterested. She's just afraid that if I have this fleeting
thought, I'll eventually reject her. I'm not usually very persistent, so I didn't argue with her.

I usually pretend to be indifferent to my wife, but actually I'm madly in love with her.

Marrying her is definitely a blessing from my ancestors.

Regarding this matter, I have several purposes. One of them is, of course, my interest in my wife
having sex .

Another purpose, this is just my feeling, but I think my wife has cheated on me at least once.

She often works overtime and comes home very late, and she travels frequently for work. To say she cheated would definitely give her many opportunities.
However, I don't have any evidence, and maybe I'm just overthinking it.

But my wife's occasional behavior always makes me suspicious, and I can't quite explain why.

Once I have suspicions, I can't help but imagine my wife having sex with other men, and that's how I
developed an interest in this kind of thing.

I think my wife is fairly open-minded, so I'm not sure if infidelity would cause our family to break up.
Of course, I can't guarantee otherwise.

So, as long as my wife continues to work, this suspicion and anxiety won't disappear. Conversely, it's not like
I'd feel at ease if my wife slept with another man. I just feel that it would be more reassuring
if she actually cheated on me so I could know.

So, I secretly went to a wife-swapping website to find single men.

After posting my wife's nude photos (of course, without showing her face), I received about 50 replies a day.

This was my first time experiencing this, and I was quite scared. Later, I registered three new accounts.

To avoid being identified as the same person, I specifically changed the username and photos.

Each time, I received countless applications, but I rejected all those who copied and pasted templates.

After reading over a hundred emails, I found that some people could write very persuasive content, while others couldn't write at all.

Some thought they were amazingly skilled, while others thought they were incredibly skilled. While there were quite a few people in their 30s and 40s among them
, what surprised me most was the large number of college students.

There was one person in particular, from a different county than mine, living quite far away, but who put a lot of effort into every email
.

Let's call him Xiao A. Xiao A emailed me the first and third times, his letters were very polite and
made him seem easy to communicate with.

He was 30 years old and owned a small company. Judging from his photo, he seemed like a fun-loving person.

I chatted with several people who emailed me, but in the end, only Xiao A remained.

Or rather, only Xiao A remained. When communicating with them via email, I deliberately delayed
my replies, and most people dropped the conversation.

But Xiao A didn't. We exchanged about five emails. Finally, he suggested, "Let's
meet up . Regardless of the outcome, let's men meet and chat."

Later, one day after work, we arranged to meet.

He was a year younger than me, but he ran a small construction company and seemed very capable.

We hit it off immediately and quickly became friends. He was a very skillful talker, even his dirty
jokes weren't offensive.

He said, "Even if this doesn't work out, we're still friends."

It was because of this that I finally decided on him.

I talked a lot with Xiao A, including what to do since my wife hadn't agreed yet. Or rather,
I consulted the experienced Xiao A.

Xiao A was very satisfied after seeing my wife's photo and came up with many ideas for me.

In the end, we decided to follow Xiao A's proposal and take my wife to his hometown for a trip.
Once there, we would "bump into" Xiao A and introduce him to my wife as an acquaintance. According to Xiao A,
he was the owner of a construction company. His hobby was massage. We

would leave the rest to him.

We made a plan. First, he stated that no matter what stage we reached, if I felt unwilling,
I should just call him by his full name, so he would know the plan was over. Everything else was up to Xiao A.
Another

thing was that if things progressed to the point where I had the opportunity to have sex with my wife, Xiao A would book a
room , and I would find an excuse to hide in that room. Xiao A would livestream the whole thing to me on his phone.

Whether or not to go back to the room after they actually started would be my decision.

I told him that if my wife was okay with it, then sex was fine. They

could also meet secretly afterward, behind my back. But if my wife mentioned her
past I had to tell her.

When I got home, I told my wife, who loves to travel, and she agreed without hesitation.

We booked a pretty high-end hotel, so things went even easier. My wife
also agreed to meet Xiao A (I only told him Xiao A was my friend, but didn't mention the massage), and she was quite happy to meet my
friend.

The day of the meeting took place during a long weekend in February.

We just did our usual sightseeing during the day, and met up with Xiao A for dinner. We

greeted each other casually, pretending we hadn't seen each other in a long time, and then chatted. Xiao A was a great conversationalist,
and his voice was a bit like a voice actor's, with very clear enunciation.

Dinner was enjoyable. Afterwards, we went to a bar and had a great time.

Several times, I casually mentioned that Xiao A's side job was as a beautician.

Finally, at the bar, he suddenly said to me, "It's rare to see you, let me give you a massage
. If Xiao B (my wife) is willing, I can give you one too." Then, at just the right moment, he went to
the restroom .

I thought to myself, "Finally!" I was quite nervous, and took the opportunity to ask my wife if she wanted
to try.

My wife was in a particularly good mood at that moment and said, "Sure, your shoulders are really stiff."

I teased her, saying, "Is it okay? I've never massaged you before."

She thought for two seconds, then looked at me suspiciously and whispered, "You're not thinking about anything inappropriate, are you?"

Women are so perceptive.

In the end, we decided on a massage.

According to the plan, if my wife wasn't okay, I would have to go to the room with Xiao A by myself…
Luckily, my wife was okay.

"Let's go then," I said simply, and we went to the room.

On the way, Xiao A secretly opened her bag and showed it to me, telling me, "The key to the other room that's already booked is in
this bag ."

Once we got to the room, Xiao A was still in charge.

The original plan was for me to go first, then massage my wife, but somehow it ended up with
my wife going first.

Xiao A was quite shrewd in this regard. Just as I was about to have Xiao A massage me first, I lay down, and
Xiao A said, "You smell terrible, let me massage Xiao B first, you go wipe yourself down." (Acting like
an old friend ).

"Then I'll go take a shower too," my wife said.

"Xiao B is fine, she'll smell better."

"Hahahaha,"

just like that, half-jokingly, half-dirty, Xiao A changed the pace.

Later, Xiao A said that since we'd be showering after the massage anyway, Xiao B should change into a yukata now, and then
urged me to go in and shower quickly, not giving my wife a chance to refuse.

In the end, while I was showering, my wife changed into a yukata, felt she should still rinse off, and went into
the bathroom for a quick shower as well.

My wife even told me, "Xiao A is really interesting."

Although she had drunk a little, she didn't seem to doubt Xiao A at all, which shows that Xiao A's ability to control the atmosphere of a conversation is truly exceptional. My wife didn't feel embarrassed at all
about going into the bathroom to shower with my friend present . But after my wife left first, I heard Xiao A say to her through the bathroom door, "Ah, Xiao B looks so cute in her yukata," and my heart started pounding, and I became restless. However, as Xiao A and I had agreed beforehand, it would have been best if I were present when he started massaging my wife. So, while listening to their conversation outside the bathroom door, I showered normally and then left. Interestingly, before leaving, I used a moisturizing lotion that I don't usually use in the bathroom, deliberately delaying the process. I don't know why I did that. The moment I stepped out of the bathroom, I was quite nervous, thinking I might see something amazing. Unfortunately, there was nothing special outside. Xiao A was standing on the bed, and my wife was sitting with her back to him, having Xiao A massage her shoulders. When I came out, my wife waved and said, "Hey, honey, A is amazing! So professional!" We made eye contact while she was massaging my shoulders. My wife nodded, probably to say "No problem," and A nodded back, also indicating "No problem. " We chatted and laughed, and then A said to my wife, "B, you can lie face down on the bed now." My wife readily agreed and turned to lie down. A straddled my wife and began massaging her shoulders, avoiding touching any unusual spots . As I mentioned before, what I admire most about A is his ability to manage the atmosphere. "B's shoulders are so stiff, is it because of work?" "Yeah, that's right. Office work, you know." "Wow, so hardworking!" Conversations like this continued without a single awkward silence from the beginning. "Little O (me), are you making Little B work too hard?" "No." "Definitely. Little B's shoulders are so stiff, it's not just because of her big breasts, it's because you're making her too tired." We chatted like this with a few dirty jokes. Later, Little A slowly started massaging her waist area. "It was the right choice to get Little A to massage me, wasn't it?" "Yeah, it's great, I'm almost asleep." Little A even joked, "If Little B falls asleep, I'll touch your butt," making his wife laugh. Just as Little A started massaging his wife's legs, although he pretended nothing was wrong and said this, the atmosphere in the room instantly changed. Because he wasn't massaging through the yukata, but directly putting his hand inside the yukata to massage. Although his wife was still talking to him, the atmosphere was different. His wife later used her hand to pull the yukata that Little A had pulled up back down, but Little A pretended not to see and continued to massage his wife's legs. Because Little A wasn't just massaging her thighs, but more of her calves, his wife didn't say anything. Just as I was wondering what would happen if things continued like this, A finally made her move. "Ah, B is sleepy, O, could you dim the light a bit?" "No, no." "It's okay, go to sleep, aren't you tired?" Since A said that, I pretended nothing was wrong and turned off the light. Almost simultaneously with dimming the light, in less than ten seconds, I heard my wife's panting, "...Ah, eh? Ah, ahhhhh! Ah, Wh, what, why?" At that moment, looking at the bed, I felt like my throat was on fire. A said in a calm voice, "B, you're all wet down there. I only put my finger in for a moment, and you're already moaning so cutely." At the same time, her hand was already inside my wife's bathrobe. My wife nervously tried to sit up, but A pressed her down from above, preventing her from getting up. A maintained the position of one hand pressing down on my wife's waist, and the other hand inside the bathrobe.

Yesterday, Friday, although it was rather sudden, was the first time I lent my wife to Xiao A alone.

I'm writing this down while the iron is hot.

I'm still a bit emotional, so please forgive any disorganization.

Xiao A and I basically maintain a daily email exchange and a weekly meeting. Since Xiao A's
work schedule is quite flexible, he usually comes to me. Of course, we don't just talk about sexual
topics. I personally feel our relationship is more like friendship. I guess Xiao A feels the same way.

Since the time two weeks ago, I've started discussing lending my wife to Xiao A.

I'm not sure how often we should continue at our current pace, so I
asked Xiao A for his opinion .

Xiao A said, "Xiao B has done it twice already, so he should be used to it. As long as you don't have any problems, you
don't need to deliberately wait a long time."

According to Xiao A, the line between what's acceptable and unacceptable in this kind of activity is very blurry. The more honest and simple
a person is usually, the bolder they become. Conversely, those who seem very outgoing in normal times are completely
unable to .

So, since we couldn't determine if it would work,
it was essential to try again as soon as possible after the first success.

Xiao A felt we should try lending him my wife for a night, provided, of course, she agreed.

Xiao A and I were already close enough to joke around, so when we discussed this, it was half-joking,
half-serious.

One thing I really appreciated about Xiao A was his willingness to proactively address my concerns that I was too embarrassed to
ask .

For example, regarding lending him my wife, while I was excited, I
also uneasy. So Xiao A would proactively do things like this:

first, we'd start with a date; if things went well, he'd suggest a hotel

—a business hotel;

if I was worried, he could book a room for me at a nearby hotel in advance (similar to last time).

He'd call to update

me on the arrangements.

He also considered things like whose name to use for the booking, how to avoid making me feel excluded, and
the possibility of canceling at any time (though that never happened).

Later, regarding the actual issue of sleeping together, A casually said,

"Using a condom is a given, I'll definitely use one."

Then he slowly and meticulously discussed what was acceptable and what wasn't, even suggesting that
it was perfectly okay if I suddenly changed my mind on the day.

Halfway through, I had already decided to agree.

Finally, A told me, "You mentioned before, if B has a history of cheating,
I'll find out for you."

I met him on Thursday, and told my wife on Friday.

My wife asked what I planned to do on Saturday if I didn't have any plans (we always go out to eat at least one day on the weekend).

I casually said, "Oh, right, A said he wants to invite you to dinner tomorrow."

My wife was startled, staring at me and asking, "Huh? What does that mean?"

I explained:

A felt the previous two meetings were just massages, so he wanted to meet you during the day. If you're
willing , he'd like to invite you to dinner. Of course, A had already told me. And I have to work overtime that day, so I can't be with
you.

"Honey, you're really a strange guy,"

my wife said, having learned about my fetish after the previous two massage experiences. We chatted for a while longer,
and she assumed that this time, A had just invited her out for a casual meal.

"But you're not here, honey. What if A tries to take me to a hotel?" my wife said half-
jokingly .

"That's up to you," I replied casually, making my wife blush and call me an idiot
.

By the way, since that massage, my relationship with my wife has become closer.

My wife felt more guilty about A than I had imagined. Even with my consent,
she still felt uneasy. Of course, it wasn't all unease; there was definitely excitement and stimulation too.

For a working couple like us, this kind of stimulation was just right.

Although we had a good relationship before, after that incident, we became more willing to express our feelings to each other
, and we kissed more often.

That night, I also kissed my wife several times because of the excitement.

Yesterday, Saturday, as I had told my wife before, I prepared to leave for "overtime" at 9 am.

Before leaving, my wife told me, "Xiao A and I will be back after dinner. If you're late, I'll
cook for you."

Then I went to a coffee shop.

My wife left around 11 am. I whiled away some time at the coffee shop and
returned home . My wife had already left by then.

According to Xiao A's plan, my wife had mentioned wanting to visit the Tokyo National Museum, so the two of them would
go there first. They would have a good time in the afternoon, and then he would take my wife to a hotel under the guise of having dinner. To avoid revealing too much
personal information, I won't mention the hotel's name. However, the room was a high-end room costing over 40,000 yen per night.

Just in case, Xiao A had booked a room for me nearby, but I ultimately chose to stay home.

My home is quite a distance from Ueno, and it would take a lot of time to get there if something happened, which was indeed
a bit worrying. However, based on the previous two experiences, I still trusted Xiao A.

Originally, I wanted to have Xiao A do a live phone call this time, just like before.

However, Xiao A suggested that if I trusted him,
he could decide when to call me this time.

So, aside from confirming with Xiao A when he met his wife and when he entered the hotel, he would send me two messages
.

At 1 PM, Xiao A emailed, "I met with Xiao B! Going to have fun!"

At 2 PM, his wife emailed, "The cherry blossoms are so beautiful! Tokyo National Museum, let's
come together next time! Good luck with your work, honey!"

After that, Xiao A didn't send any more emails, but his wife would occasionally send a few.

My wife is usually quite easygoing and doesn't text often. So it's clear she's using
this frequent emailing as an excuse, or perhaps to cover up her guilt.

Honestly, the jealousy I felt this afternoon was intense. This atmosphere of two people
happily made it even more unbearable.

By the way, I made a few rules with Xiao A beforehand.

One was that if I called Xiao A, the whole plan would immediately end.

Of course, this was Xiao A's suggestion. Personally, I
find it really hard to say "stop" over the phone. So, the rule was that the plan would end as soon as she made the call.

In other words, if I felt I couldn't take it anymore, I could just call her.

The afternoon felt both long and short.

I wanted to do something but couldn't concentrate; my mind was filled with thoughts of my wife.

I tried reading or watching TV, but ultimately couldn't focus.

I put down "Ryoma Den," which I'd been saving for a while, but I couldn't get into it.

At 6 o'clock, Xiao A sent another email, "I've entered the hotel."

Almost simultaneously, neither of them emailed again after that.

Knowing they were eating now, and fueled by the jealousy that had been building up since noon, my heart
was pounding uncontrollably.

I hastily made myself a cup of instant noodles, but couldn't swallow it at all. This was probably the first time in my life I
'd failed to finish instant noodles.

I clutched the phone tightly in my hand.

The time after 6 o'clock felt incredibly long.

Xiao A called at 1:30.

During that time, I wanted to call Xiao A several times, even wanting to call my wife.

After 7 o'clock, I pressed the dial button several times, but hung up before it connected.

When the call connected, I heard Xiao A's voice.

"Hello, it's me, A, about that xx thing. Yes."

I knew he was acting, so I didn't reply.

I asked, "Are you at the hotel now?"

"Yes, that's right. So the stuff has to be moved over on Tuesday..."

Xiao A went on and on, then after a bit of background noise, I heard Xiao A switch the phone to
speakerphone .

"A phone call?"

I could tell it was coming from very close by my wife's voice. My heart leaped into my throat.

No matter how I listened, it felt like my wife was lying next to him. They were definitely in their hotel
room . And her voice sounded so languid.

"A work call. I told them not to talk about work on Saturday."

Then I heard my wife laugh and say, "The president doesn't have Saturdays~" I hadn't expected to hear their conversation so clearly. Of course, there were

parts I couldn't hear or couldn't understand . But the footsteps and the conversation were surprisingly clear. After a while, I heard Xiao A say, "How about it, should we call Xiao O (me)?" "Ugh, call? No way..." "Really, Xiao O told me you don't have to go back. Didn't he tell you?" "Ah, I really didn't hear that. And... he said it's just having dinner with you." At this point, my hand holding the phone was trembling. You might not fully grasp the feeling in words, but my wife's "And..." had a very charming, almost coquettish tone, like she was pleading with a man. And that phrase, "just having dinner with you," suggested that things had gone beyond just "having dinner." This had a huge impact on me. Then, Xiao A added, "I'm so sorry, so sorry. I haven't even let you have dinner yet." "How awful!" My wife's playful voice made my hand shake so much that I needed to use my other hand to hold the phone . I can't remember all of their conversations, and writing them all down would be too long. In short, my wife said that if I agreed to let her stay overnight, I would have told her in advance, and Xiao A kept reassuring her. Xiao A's reassurance of my wife made me feel uneasy. During the conversation, Xiao A also said, "Xiao B, you 're not wearing any clothes either," which meant that the two of them had at least done it once, and my wife was completely naked. I was stunned when I heard this. Later, I heard some sounds of two people talking and the bed, and I could tell that Xiao A had put his phone on the bedside table because it felt like the two of them were talking right next to the receiver. Although this was the third time they had done this, it was the first time I had heard my wife mention herself without me being there, and that feeling was still very strange. The two of them talked a lot, some about trivial matters and some about more serious topics. During this time, my wife also said something that I didn't like the smell of smoke, which was puzzling. Finally, Xiao A suggested, "Then I'll call Xiao O." "Hey—! Wait, wait a minute, Xiao A, don't call yet." After that, the call suddenly dropped. At this moment, I was both excited and a little lost. The fact that my wife and Xiao A's tone of voice was more intimate than I had imagined made me very jealous. Five minutes later, my wife called. I felt it would be strange to answer immediately, so I waited until the line rang before answering. "Hello?" "Ah... honey, um... well..." My wife sounded like she was taking a deep breath on the other end of the line. "I think I've had a bit too much to drink... so Xiao A said it's best to find a place to rest." My throat was burning, but I still managed to say "um. " "Honey, if you agree, Xiao A said he'll get me a room, and we can go back tomorrow, okay?" "Are you in a hotel room now?" "Yeah. If not, I'll take a taxi back now... ah, Xiao A said he'll drive me." Just thinking about my wife being completely naked on the other end of the line made my heart pound. "Have you done it yet?" I asked. My wife was silent for a moment, then said, "...No." "Did you just get to the room?" "Yeah." "...Okay, sure. Stay here. Did you have fun today?" "Yeah."

"That's good. Call me when you get back tomorrow."

"Okay... Honey, are you really okay?"

"Didn't you have a lot of fun today?"

"Hmm?...Yeah, I did."

"Don't worry about me. If you've had too much to drink, just rest."

"...Okay, I know."

"Can A take the phone?"

My wife answered and handed the phone to A.

"Hello, is this O? B's had too much to drink."

A was still acting.

"Did you two do it?"

"Ah—yes, it started around six. It was a good meal."

A was ostensibly talking about the meal,

but it was obvious he was referring to his sexual encounter with my wife.

A's reaction speed was amazing, but at that moment my heart was already on the verge of
collapse , and I couldn't care less about that.

A talked to himself for a while, then said:

"Sorry, I'll help B to rest now. I'll call you again before I get back tomorrow."

Then he hung up. I thought I was used to it after two similar experiences. But I really panicked

after the other end hung up . This is something that people who haven't experienced it firsthand can't understand. It was my own wish, but I was incredibly anxious. I kept scratching my head in the room, turning the TV on and off repeatedly. I drank beer while looking at my phone. Several times I regretted it so much that I almost called my wife. This hour was probably the hour I spent looking at my phone the most in my life. About an hour later, the phone rang. It was Xiao A calling. I answered instantly. The moment I put the phone to my ear, after a series of swishing sounds, I heard my wife's soft moans. And they were the sounds of intense, excited sex. The kind of sounds of someone about to climax, but even higher than any I had ever heard my wife moan before. "Ah, no! I'm coming, Xiao A, I'm coming! Ah! Oh no! It's coming! It's coming! It's coming!" "Xiao B!" With my wife's moans and Xiao A calling her name, the phone hung up. To be honest, I was incredibly excited at that moment. Two days later, looking back, I think that Xiao A probably did this on purpose to create the right atmosphere. Minutes later. During this time, my mind was filled with my wife's seductive moans, and I was completely blank. When I answered the phone, it was Xiao A's voice. Her voice was clear, and it felt like we were having a normal conversation. "A phone call?" "No, just sending an email. It's nothing, don't worry about it." "Ah, but I think I understand what you just said." "Right, right? So, after marriage, as couples understand each other more, they don't make love as much ." "Yeah." "Sex is important, of course, but I think the feeling of wanting to understand each other is even more precious." "Mmm." "Of course, it doesn't mean that after marriage, couples completely understand each other. Oh, right, I heard it's different in America than here ." "Really? How is it different?" "In the West, male-female relationships are equivalent to sexual relationships. If a couple doesn't make love, then divorce is n't far off . " "Really~?" "I think so, I'm not really sure." It felt like a conversation right next to each other, and my wife's voice was incredibly sweet. It felt like there was no barrier between us . In fact, we were probably embracing each other. I could hear every word Xiao A said clearly, but it was very difficult to hear my wife's voice. It felt like she was deliberately trying to hide it from me... "It's very comfortable just holding her like this, isn't it?" "...Yes. It's very comfortable just like this." The two of them talked like this, back and forth. Basically, Xiao A was leading the conversation. "Making love between husband and wife and making love like this are completely different things." "...Hmm, although I can't explain it clearly, I understand." Sometimes I could hear their breathing, which meant they were kissing. This time the phone rang for 10 minutes. So it was impossible to write down all the conversation. The most frustrating and exciting part was when Xiao A led his wife to say something. After they had chatted about some of my topics for a while: "Xiao A, speaking of which, you're a bit younger than my husband, right?" "Yeah, that's right." "Then why does my husband call you 'A-san,' but you just call him by his name? Is it because you're the company president ?" "That has nothing to do with whether I'm the company president or not. I'm not your husband's company president. Why ?" "Uh, I don't know. It just seems a bit unbelievable. I haven't asked my husband either." There was a two-second pause, as if they were whispering, and then I heard the wife burst out laughing, "Hahaha, you're lying! You're lying!" "I'm not lying. That's how men are." "Absolutely lying!" At first, I didn't understand what she meant, but then the wife continued, "So, according to you, you should use honorifics when speaking to Black people?" "Of course I will! The moment I see a Black person, I rush over and ask, 'Hey bro! Let me carry your bag !'" The wife laughed for a long time after Xiao A finished speaking. In reality, it was exactly what everyone thought. Then I heard Xiao A repeatedly saying "Say it again" and my wife laughing. Finally, my wife said in a half-joking tone , "Xiao A's penis is big! Okay! Satisfied now! It's over!" Actually, Xiao A and I have never been completely naked together, so I don't know whose is bigger or smaller. So being directly compared by my wife like this hurt me. The call ended shortly after. Later, around 11 o'clock, my wife called. "Ah, honey...you're still awake?" My wife sounded like she was deliberately trying to be gentle. "What's wrong?" "Um, nothing. I thought you were already asleep." "...No. How are you feeling?"

I could clearly sense that my wife was calling me from bed. I didn't know if Xiao A was next to her.

We chatted for a few minutes and then hung up.

Xiao A's last call was about two hours later, around 1 a.m.

Of course, I wasn't asleep yet. I answered the phone immediately.

As soon as I picked up, I heard my wife making muffled moans like "Ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah!" as if she was
about to climax.

Although I was mentally prepared before answering, hearing my wife's voice through the phone still
excited me.

I don't know how Xiao A did it, but I could feel that the phone was very close to them. So close that
I could even hear the distorted sounds.

I guessed they had the phone on the bedside table and were doing it in the missionary or rear-entry position.

At the same time, I could hear A's voice, in his sadistic mode, asking my wife,

"B-chan, is it good? Huh?"

I could feel that he was also breathing heavily. After

my wife's "Ah, I don't know!"

came a series of very intense moans like "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!",
their voices suddenly went silent.

After a while, I heard my wife panting,

"Ugh, A, that was too intense."

A said,

"But you like it, don't you?"

"...I like it, maybe. I don't know, but it's really amazing."

The two of them chatted languidly like this.

But none of that mattered. What mattered was what A said next:

"Is the only man besides your husband the one you just mentioned?"

"Hmm..."

I was stunned when I heard that.

"Really? I knew it. Does he know? He probably doesn't."

My wife had told me about things before we got married, but A had just found out about things after we got married.

"Have you still slept with that person?"

"No. Now it's just my husband and you."

"Among us, I think I'm the one who feels the best."

"Ugh, you're at it again. Ah! I'm going to come!"

"Among us, am I the one who feels the best?"

"Ah! Ugh... So good! Ah, ah, ah! So amazing! A feels the best!"

The topic of my wife's infidelity ended there. A didn't ask for any more details.

If my wife had really cheated, Xiao A would have asked her about it in detail. But it seems she only had sex with that
person once, and they haven't contacted each other since.

Maybe they've both gotten used to it. Compared to before when we massaged each other, Xiao A was more aggressive.

We were both breathing heavily,

and I heard my wife say

, "Ah! I'm going to come! Xiao A, you come too!"

"I'll wait until you go first!"

"No! Hurry up!"

"I'm still a long way off. B, is it comfortable?"

"Ah, I hate it...! Xiao A!"

After my wife said "it's so good" and "I'm going to climax" several times, Xiao A also ejaculated, and almost
at the same time I also masturbated...

After Xiao A ejaculated, the phone call ended while my wife was still breathing heavily on the other end.

About 30 minutes later, Xiao A sent an
email saying My

wife looked particularly shy when she came home yesterday.

When I questioned her, she said, "Because you said that, I did it with Xiao A once...
just once!"

My wife and I slept together last night.

I'll probably still have a lot of contact with Xiao A in the future.

But that's all for today.

I'm still emotionally confused, but I don't regret it at all. My feelings for my wife have also become stronger.

I don't know what will happen in the future.

While I feel resentful that Xiao A treats my wife like his own woman, using and calling her that, I also
love her even more because I've learned about another side of my wife that I didn't know before.

Since I'm writing this as I recall, I've omitted some parts that were too painful to write about or that I can't remember clearly
. I apologize if it's not very smooth to read.

Recently, I let my wife sleep with someone else for the first time. Part 2:

Yesterday was Friday. Although it was rather sudden, it was the first time I lent my wife to Xiao A alone.

I'm writing this down while the iron is hot.

I haven't calmed down yet, so please forgive me if the writing is a bit messy.

Xiao A and I basically maintain a relationship of daily email communication and weekly meetings.

Since Xiao A's work hours are relatively flexible, he usually comes to see me.

Of course, we don't just talk about erotic topics.

I personally feel that our relationship is more like a friendship.

I guess Xiao A feels the same way.

Since the incident two weeks ago, I've been discussing lending my wife to Xiao A.

I'm not entirely sure how often we should continue at our current pace, so I
asked Xiao A for his opinion.

Xiao A said, "Xiao B has already done it twice, he should be used to it by now. As long as you don't have any problems,
you don't need to deliberately wait a long time."

According to Xiao A, the line between what's possible and impossible with this kind of thing is very blurry.

The more honest and simple a person is usually, the bolder they become.

On the contrary, those who seem very outgoing in normal times are completely unable to handle it at this time. So, since we can't judge whether it will work, it's necessary

to try it again as soon as possible after the first success . Xiao A thinks we should try lending my wife to him for a night as soon as possible, but of course, the premise is that my wife agrees. Xiao A and I are already in a relationship where we can joke around freely, so when we talked about this, we were half-joking and half-serious. One thing I really appreciate about Xiao A is that he proactively tells me things that I'm worried about but too embarrassed to ask . For example, regarding lending my wife to him, although I feel very excited, I also feel very uneasy. So A would take the initiative like this: First, the two of them would start with a date, and then if they progressed...

If things went smoothly, he suggested we go to a business hotel. If I wasn't comfortable with that, he could
book a room for me at a nearby hotel in advance (similar to last time). He would call to report on any progress and let me know everything was arranged. He

also considered things like whose name to use for booking the room, how to avoid making me feel excluded, and the
possibility of ending things at any time (although that never happened).

Then, regarding the actual sex, A casually said, "Using a condom is a given,
I'll definitely use one."

Then he slowly and meticulously discussed what was acceptable and what wasn't, even suggesting that if I changed my mind on the day,
it was perfectly okay.

Halfway through, I had already decided to agree.

Finally, A told me, "You mentioned before, if B has a history of infidelity,
I'll find out for you."

I met him on Thursday, and told my wife on Friday.

My wife asked me what I planned to do on Saturday if I didn't have any plans (we always go out to eat at least one day on the weekend).

I casually said, "Oh, right, Xiao A said he wants to invite you to dinner tomorrow."

My wife was startled and stared at me, asking, "Huh? What does that mean?"

I explained, "Xiao A felt that the last two times we met were just for massages, so he wants to meet you during the day.

If you're willing, he'd like to invite you to dinner.

Of course, Xiao A has already told me.

And I have to work overtime that day, so I can't be with you.

" "Honey, you're really quite strange,"

my wife said, having learned about my quirks after the previous two massage experiences.

My wife and I chatted for a while longer, and she thought that Xiao A's invitation this time was just for a casual meal.

"But, honey, you won't be there. What if Xiao A tries to take me to a hotel?"

my wife said half-jokingly.

"That's up to you,"

I replied naturally, making my wife blush and call me an idiot.

By the way, since that massage, my relationship with my wife has become closer.

My wife felt more guilty about what happened with Xiao A than I had imagined.

Even with my consent, she still felt uneasy.

Of course, it wasn't all unease; there was definitely some excitement and thrill too.

For a working couple like us, this kind of excitement was just right.

Although we had a good relationship before, after that incident, we became more willing to express
our feelings to each other, and we kissed more often.

That night, I also kissed my wife several times out of excitement.

Yesterday, Saturday, as I had told my wife before, I prepared to leave for "overtime" at 9 a.m.

Before leaving, my wife told me, "Xiao A and I will be back after dinner. If you come back late, I'll
cook for you."

Then I went to a coffee shop. My wife left around 11 a.m.

I whiled away some time at the coffee shop and then returned home around 12 p.m.

My wife had already left by then.

According to Xiao A's plan, my wife had mentioned wanting to visit the Tokyo National Museum, so the two of them would
go there first.

They would have a good time in the afternoon, and then he would take my wife to a hotel under the guise of having dinner.

To avoid revealing too much personal information, I won't mention the hotel's name.

However, the room was a high-end room costing over 40,000 yen per night.

Just in case, Xiao A booked a room for me nearby, but I ultimately decided to stay home.

My home is quite a distance from Ueno, and getting there in case of any emergency would take a considerable amount of time, which was indeed
a bit worrying.

However, based on my previous two experiences, I trusted Xiao A quite a bit.

Originally, I wanted to have Xiao A call me directly, just like before.

But Xiao A suggested that if I trusted him,
he could decide when to call me this time.

So, aside from confirming two messages when Xiao A met with his wife and when we entered the hotel, I left
the rest of the calling to Xiao A.

At 1 PM, Xiao A sent an email: "I met with Xiao B! Going to play!" At 2 PM,
my wife sent an email: "The cherry blossoms are so beautiful! Tokyo National Museum, let's come together next time! Good luck with your
work, honey!"

After that, Xiao A didn't send any more emails, but my wife would send a few every now and then.

My wife is usually quite easygoing and doesn't text often.

So it's clear she's using this frequent emailing as an excuse, or
perhaps

Honestly, the jealousy I felt this afternoon was intense.

This atmosphere of two people happily playing together, without sex, made it even more unbearable.

By the way, I made a few rules with Xiao A beforehand.

One was that if I called Xiao A, the whole plan would immediately end.

Of course, this was Xiao A's suggestion.

Personally, I find it really hard to say "stop" over the phone.

So, the rule was that the plan would end as soon as she made the call.

In other words, if I felt I couldn't take it anymore, I could just call her.

The afternoon felt both long and short.

I wanted to do something but couldn't concentrate; my mind was filled with thoughts of my wife.

I tried reading or watching TV, but ultimately couldn't focus.

I put down "Ryoma Den," which I'd been saving for a while, but I couldn't get into it.

At 6 o'clock, Xiao A sent another email, "I've entered the hotel."

Almost simultaneously, neither of them emailed again after that.

Knowing they were eating now, and fueled by the jealousy that had been building up since noon, my heart
was pounding uncontrollably.

I hastily made myself a cup of instant noodles, but I couldn't swallow it.

This was probably the first time in my life I'd failed to finish instant noodles.

I clutched the phone tightly in my hand.

The time after 6 o'clock felt incredibly long.

Xiao A called at 1:30.

During that time, I wanted to call Xiao A several times, even wanting to call my wife.

After 7 o'clock, I pressed the dial button several times, but hung up before it connected.

When the call connected, I heard Xiao A's voice.

"Hello, it's me, A, about XX. Yes."

I knew he was acting, so I didn't reply.

I just asked, "Are you at the hotel now?"

"Yeah, that's right. So, the stuff has to be moved over on Tuesday..."

Xiao A went on and on, then after a bit of background noise, I heard him switch the phone to
speakerphone .

"A phone call?"

I could tell it was coming from very close to my wife.

My heart jumped into my throat.

No matter how I listened, it felt like my wife was lying next to him.

They were definitely in their hotel room.

And my wife's voice sounded so languid.

"A work call. I told them not to talk about work on Saturday."

Then I heard my wife laugh and say, "The president doesn't have Saturdays~"

I didn't expect to hear their conversation so clearly on the phone.

Of course, there were parts I couldn't hear or couldn't understand.

But the footsteps and the conversation were surprisingly clear.

After a while, I heard Xiao A say, "How about it, should we call Xiao O (me)?"

"Ugh, call? No way..."

"Really, Xiao O told me you don't have to go back. Didn't he tell you?"

"Ah, I really didn't hear that. And... he said it's just having dinner with you."

At this point, my hand holding the phone was trembling.

You might not fully grasp the feeling in words, but my wife's "And..."

had a very charming, almost coquettish tone, like she was pleading with a man.

And that phrase, "just having dinner with you,"

suggested that things had gone beyond just "having dinner."

This had a huge impact on me.

Then, Xiao A added, "I'm so sorry, so sorry. I haven't even let you have dinner yet."

"How awful!"

My wife's playful voice made my hand shake so much that I needed to use my other hand to hold the phone
.

I can't remember all of their conversations, and writing them all down would be too long.

In short, my wife said that if I agreed to let her stay overnight, I would have told her in advance, and Xiao A
kept reassuring her.

Xiao A's reassurance of my wife made me feel uneasy.

During the conversation, Xiao A also said, "Xiao B, you're not wearing any clothes either," which meant that the two of them had at least
done it once, and my wife was completely naked.

I was stunned when I heard this.

Later, I heard some sounds of two people talking and the bed, and I could tell that Xiao A had put his phone on the bedside table

because it felt like the two of them were talking right next to the receiver.

Although this was the third time they had done this,

it was the first time I had heard my wife mention herself without me being there, and that feeling was still very
strange .

The two of them talked a lot, some about trivial matters and some about more serious topics.

During this time, my wife also said something that I didn't like the smell of smoke, which was puzzling.

Finally, Xiao A suggested, "Then I'll call Xiao O."

"Hey—! Wait, wait a minute, Xiao A, don't call yet."

After that, the call suddenly dropped.

At this moment, I was both excited and a little lost.

The fact that my wife and Xiao A's tone of voice was more intimate than I had imagined made me very jealous.

Five minutes later, my wife called.

I felt it would be strange to answer immediately, so I waited until the line rang before answering.

"Hello?"

"Ah... honey, um..."

My wife sounded like she was taking a deep breath on the other end of the line.

"I think I've had a bit too much to drink... so Xiao A said it's best to find a place to rest."

My throat was burning, but I still managed to say "um.

" "Honey, if you agree, Xiao A said he'll get me a room, and I can go back tomorrow, okay?"

"Are you in a hotel room now?"

"Yeah. If not, I'll take a taxi back now... ah, Xiao A said he'll drive me."

Just thinking about my wife being completely naked on the other end of the line made my heart pound.

"Have you already done it?"

I asked.

My wife was silent for a moment, then said, "...No."

"Did you just get to the room?"

"Yes."

"...Okay, fine. Stay here. Did you have fun today?"

"Yes

." "That's good. Call me when you get back tomorrow."

"Hmm...Are you really okay, honey?"

"Didn't you have a lot of fun today?"

"Hmm?...Yes, I did."

"Don't worry about me. If you drank too much, just rest."

"...Okay, I know."

"Can I take the phone?"

My wife answered and handed the phone to A.

"Hello, is this O? B's had too much to drink."

A was still acting.

"Did you two do it?"

"Ah—yes, it started around six o'clock. The food was pretty good."

A was ostensibly talking about the meal, but it was obvious he was referring to having sex with my wife.

A's reaction speed was amazing, but at that moment my heart was on the verge of
collapse , and I couldn't care less about that.

Xiao A talked to herself for a while, then said, "Sorry, I'll help Xiao B to rest now.

I'll call you again before I go back tomorrow."

Then she hung up.

I thought I was used to it after two similar experiences.

But I really panicked after the other end hung up.

I guess people who haven't experienced it firsthand can't understand this.

It was my own wish, but I was extremely anxious.

I kept scratching my head in the room, turning the TV on and off repeatedly.

I drank beer while looking at my phone.

Several times I regretted it so much that I almost called my wife.

This hour was probably the hour I checked my phone the most in my life.

About an hour later, the phone rang.

Xiao A called. I answered instantly.

The moment I put the phone to my ear, after a series of swishing sounds, I heard my wife's soft moans.

And it was the kind of sound that comes from intense, excited sex.

It was the kind of sound that's about to climax, but even higher than any I'd ever heard my wife moan before.

"Ah, no! I'm coming, Xiao A, I'm coming! Ah! Oh no! It's coming! It's coming! It's coming!"

"Xiao B!"

With my wife's moans and Xiao A calling her name, the call ended.

To be honest, I was incredibly excited at that moment.

Looking back two days later, I think that Xiao A probably did this on purpose to create the right atmosphere.

Minutes later, the phone rang again.

During that time, my mind was filled with my wife's seductive moans; I was completely blank.

When I answered, it was Xiao A's voice.

His voice was clear; it sounded like they were having a normal conversation.

"A phone call?"

"No, just an email. It's nothing, don't worry about it."

"Ah, but I think I understand what you just said."

"Right, right. So, after two people get to know each other better after marriage, they don't make love as much
."

"Sex is important, of course, but I think the feeling of wanting to understand each other is even more precious."

"Mhm."

"Of course, it doesn't mean that two people completely understand each other after marriage. Oh, right, I heard that it's different in America than
here ."

"Really? How is it different?"

"In the West, male-female relationships are equivalent to sexual relationships. If a couple doesn't make love, then divorce is
not far away .

" "Really~?"

"I think so, I'm not really sure."

It felt like a pillow talk, the wife's voice was quite sweet.

It felt like there was no barrier between them at all.

In fact, they were probably hugging.

I could hear every word Xiao A said clearly, but it was very difficult to hear the wife's voice.

It felt like she was deliberately not letting me hear... "It's very comfortable to just hug like this, isn't it?"

"...Yes. It's very comfortable just like this."

They talked back and forth like this.

Basically, A was leading the conversation.

"Making love between husband and wife and this kind of love are completely different things."

"...Hmm, I can't quite explain it, but I understand."

Occasionally, there were sounds of their breathing, presumably during a kiss.

This time, the phone rang for a few minutes.

Therefore, writing down all the dialogue was impossible.

The most frustrating and exciting part was when Xiao A led his wife to say something. After they had talked
about Xiao A said, "Xiao A, speaking of which, you're a bit younger than my husband, right?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"Then why does my husband call you 'A-san,' but you call him by his name? Is it because you're the company president
?"

"That has nothing to do with whether I'm the company president or not. I'm not your husband's company president.
Why ?"

"Uh, I don't know. It just seems a bit unbelievable. I haven't asked my husband either."

There was a two-second pause, as if they were whispering, and then I heard his wife burst out laughing, "Hahaha, you
're lying ! You're lying!"

"I'm not lying. That's how men are." "

Absolutely lying!"

At first, I didn't understand what she meant, but then his wife continued, "So, according to you, you should use
honorifics when talking to Black people?"

"Of course I will! The moment I see a Black person, I rush over and say, 'Hey bro! Let me
carry your bag !'"

His wife laughed for a long time after Xiao A finished speaking.

In reality, it was exactly what everyone thought.

Then I heard Xiao A repeatedly saying "Say it again"

and my wife laughing.

Finally, my wife said in a half-joking tone, "Xiao A's penis is big! Okay! Satisfied now! It's over
!"

Actually, Xiao A and I have never been completely naked together, so I don't know whose is bigger or smaller.

So being directly compared by my wife like this hurt me.

The call ended not long after.

Later, around 11 o'clock, my wife called.

"Ah, honey...you're still awake?"

My wife seemed to be deliberately trying to sound gentle.

"What's wrong?"

"Um, nothing. I thought you were already asleep."

"...No. How are you feeling?"

I could clearly sense that my wife was calling me from bed.

I don't know if Xiao A was next to her.

After chatting for a few minutes, she hung up.

Xiao A's last call

was about two hours later, around 1 a.m.

Of course, I wasn't asleep yet.

I answered the phone immediately.

As soon as I picked up the phone, I heard my wife making

muffled moans like "Ah ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah!" as if she was about to climax.

Although I was mentally prepared before answering the phone, hearing my wife's voice through the phone still
excited me greatly.

And I don't know how A did it, but I could feel the phone was very close to them.

So close that I could even hear the distorted sound.

I guessed they had the phone on the bedside table and were doing it in the missionary or rear-entry position.

At the same time, I could hear A's voice, in his sadistic mode, asking his wife, "B-chan, is it good? Huh?"

I could feel him breathing heavily.

After his wife's "Ah, I don't know!"

followed by a series of seemingly intense "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

sounds, their voices suddenly fell silent.

After a while, I heard his wife, panting heavily, say, "Ugh, A, it's too intense."

A said, "But you like it, don't you?"

"...I like it, maybe. I don't know, but it's really amazing."

They chatted languidly like that.

But none of that mattered. What mattered was what A said next: "Is the only man besides your husband the one you
just mentioned?"

"Hmm..."

I was stunned when I heard that.

"Really? I knew it. Does he know? He probably doesn't."

My wife had told me about things before we got married, but Xiao A had just found out about what happened after we got married.

"Have you still slept with that person?"

"No. Now it's just my husband and you."

"Among us, I think I'm the most comfortable."

"Ugh, you again. Ah! I'm going to come!"

"Among us, am I the most comfortable?"

"Ah! Ugh... So comfortable! Ah, ah, ah! So amazing! Xiao A is the most comfortable!"

The topic of my wife's infidelity ended there.

Xiao A didn't ask for any more details.

If my wife had really cheated, Xiao A would have asked for more details.

But it seemed that my wife and that person only had sex once, and then they never contacted each other again.

Maybe they had both gotten used to it.

Compared to before when she massaged me, Xiao A was more aggressive in her words.

Both of them were breathing heavily. I heard my wife say, "Ah! I'm going! A, you come too!"

"I'll wait for you to go first!"

"No! Hurry!"

"I'm still a while away. B, is it good?"

"Ah, oh, you're so annoying...! A!"

After my wife repeatedly cried out that it felt so good and that she was having an orgasm, A also ejaculated. Almost
simultaneously I also came... After A ejaculated, the phone call ended while my wife was still breathing heavily
.

About 30 minutes later, A sent an

email saying, "You heard the phone call, right? That's it for today.

" My wife looked particularly shy when she came home yesterday.

When I questioned her, she said, "Because you said that, I did it with A once...
just once!"

Last night, my wife and I slept cuddling.

I'll probably have a lot of contact with A in the future.

But today, that's it.

I'm still emotionally confused, but I don't regret it at all.

My feelings for my wife have also become stronger.

I don't know what will happen in the future.

While feeling resentful that Xiao A treated my wife like his own woman, using and referring to her as such, I also
loved her even more after learning about a side of her I had never known before.

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

After lending my wife to Xiao A for a full day on the 9th, we had some time apart.

We met again on the 29th, and I'm here to give you all an update.

Looking at the replies, it seems some friends confused me with someone else.

I hope everyone won't cause trouble for others.

When I said "some time apart," I meant my wife and Xiao A hadn't seen each other for about three weeks.

During that time, I drank with Xiao A twice.

My relationship with my wife remains the same.

However, we basically don't mention Xiao A anymore.

Compared to before, I feel my wife is being more affectionate with me.

My wife is shorter than me, but lately she often stands on tiptoe to hug me.

I deliberately set aside some time this time, partly because Xiao A and I haven't been able to coordinate our schedules.

Another issue was that lending my wife to Xiao A on the 9th had been too much of a shock for her.

So, considering various factors, I felt we both needed some time.

Xiao A was very understanding.

She even asked if I should clear my emails and if I had any other needs.

We discussed it and finally decided to back down from letting my wife and Xiao A be alone together,

returning to our initial approach .

We talked a lot about what happened on the 9th.

I told Xiao A that I really hoped to have another chance to hear my wife and Xiao A talk about our intimate

moments, and I hoped Xiao A could help me find out more.

Xiao A told me that what's common with men like me is a strong love for our

wives and a desire to understand them even more than they understand themselves.

I agreed.

I told Xiao A that I wanted to do something different this Golden Week.

No matter the form, I wanted to see my wife and Xiao A having sex with my own eyes.

We discussed methods extensively,

such as filming.

However, the risks of secretly filming were too high.

And my wife definitely wouldn't agree to filming directly with a digital camera.

So, in the end, we decided to go back to our initial approach.

That is, I returned to the scene halfway through what they were doing.

But unlike before, I didn't go back two hours later; instead, I
suddenly

Actually, we had planned to do this the first time.

However, I was afraid that things would get complicated if I suddenly returned to the room, so we postponed the plan.

Xiao A felt that after the incident on the 9th, if I returned to the room halfway through and saw my wife
just starting to give Xiao A oral sex, the stimulation might be too mild.

So Xiao A suggested that after I returned to the room, I observe my wife's reaction first.

If my wife agrees to continue, then we can start from the beginning again and gradually go deeper.

When I first told my wife that I was going to meet Xiao A on the 29th, she seemed a little hesitant.

However, this was the first day of Golden Week, and I would take my wife to see her favorite movie the next day.

Also, this time it wouldn't be just my wife and Xiao A alone, so my wife agreed.

By the way, my wife was secretly sending emails to Xiao A.

Xiao A showed me the content; there was nothing special, just ordinary conversations, about once a day
.

We decided on the itinerary for the 29th on the 25th.

On the 26th, Xiao A sent his wife a message saying, "I'm really looking forward to seeing you on the 29th."

His wife replied, "It might seem a little strange, but I'm also looking forward to it."

On the 29th, the first day of the Golden Week holiday, everything was the same as
before .

At 7 pm, the three of us had dinner together.

We went to the room at 9 pm.

His wife still needed an excuse to get a massage, although all three of us knew exactly what we were really after.

Xiao A smiled and asked his wife, "Let's go get a massage."

His wife, watching my reaction, asked, "Well... honey, is that okay?"

I nodded and said to Xiao A, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Then I left the house.

As I left, I told Xiao A and my wife I'd be back in two hours.

Privately, Xiao A and I planned to be back in half an hour.

I waited in the hotel lobby for 30 minutes.

The tension was definitely different from before.

The first time I lent my wife to Xiao A, I was also nervous, but back then I was mostly
hiding in the shadows.

This time, I had no way out.

Xiao A told me he didn't know how my wife would react when I got back.

If things didn't go as planned, we'd stop immediately.

To be honest, I was even more nervous than when I lent my wife to Xiao A.

It wasn't the kind of anxiety where I kept staring at my phone; I was just ordering a coffee in the lobby and watching
my watch.

But how to put it... it felt more like waiting for my own job interview.

Before, I'd only heard their voices, but this was the first time I'd seen them making love with my own eyes.

This was also the first time I'd seen them doing this, and I had no idea how my

wife would react. Since it was the first time for both of us, the tension was completely different from before.

To be honest, I felt that following this procedure, I was very likely to be scolded by my wife.

If that happened, given the intensity of her reaction, I might end
my relationship

I'd known Xiao A for six months.

My wife had known Xiao A for two months.

I'm not sure what to call our relationship; let's just call it friendship.

The thought of suddenly ending a friendship that had lasted for over six months put a lot of pressure on me.

Of course, besides the pressure, there was also the anticipation of taking things further if things went smoothly
.

I can't really describe how I felt at that moment; my mind was filled with anticipation, wondering what was
happening , what Xiao A was doing to my wife, and so on.

After 30 minutes, to ease my tension, I deliberately stood up slowly.

I even handed the empty coffee cup to the lobby staff before returning to my room.

But when I got to my room in the elevator, I was still incredibly nervous.

As I gripped the doorknob, the thought of my wife right across the street, possibly giving oral sex to "A," filled me
with intense excitement.

It was then that I clearly realized I was about to witness my wife and "A" in action.

Although I'd considered it beforehand, the feeling truly washed over me in that instant.

The moment I opened the door, I heard my wife's heavy breathing.

Even though the room was dark, that sound made my head spin.

My throat went dry, my heart raced, and I struggled to breathe.

I'd never heard anyone's voice in a dark room before.

It felt like listening to a really loud alarm.

It reminded me of chatting at night during a school trip.

The echo in the room was incredibly strong.

It was completely different from a telephone call.

The biggest difference was the volume.

And then there was the feeling that if you took a step forward, they would be right in front of you.

I couldn't see the bed from the doorway, but I could hear my wife's voice clearly.

It was so loud that anyone passing by in the hallway could hear it.

The instant I opened the door, I understood the situation inside.

My wife's voice clearly indicated she wasn't giving oral sex.

My chest pounded when I realized what had happened.

At the time, I wasn't sure if my plan had failed or if something unexpected had occurred.

My mind was a complete mess.

Looking back now, it was probably all a setup by Xiao A to create the right atmosphere.

I was wondering if I'd come home too early and Xiao A was still having foreplay with my wife.

As soon as I entered the room, the door slammed shut.

Suddenly, I heard my wife exclaim, "Hey? Who came in?!"

Xiao A calmly replied, "Oh, you're back."

My wife looked very surprised, "Hey?! Wait, wait a minute... hey?!"

Her particularly speechless expression almost made me laugh.

Not that I wanted to tease her, but it was the kind of laugh that comes with a tense situation.

Then I heard my wife say in a low voice, "Ugh! Xiao A, pull it out already!"

And Xiao A calmly said, "It's too late, cover it up."

I'd assumed they were having foreplay, but when I heard my wife say "pull it out,"

my mind went blank again.

My wife was making a drawn-out "pull it out... ouch~"

sound,

clearly indicating penetration and movement.

I entered the room and went to the bedside.

The impact of seeing Xiao A and my wife the moment I saw them was incredibly strong.

I doubt I could describe it in words.

Just imagine it.

My wife was sitting on Xiao A, leaning back, while Xiao A was arching his back.

Both of them were supporting themselves with their hands.

Of course, both of them were completely naked.

My wife's clothes were scattered on the floor.

Their lower bodies were covered by a sheet, so I couldn't see them.

They were probably in a position somewhere between a cowgirl and missionary position, facing each other.

Suddenly, my eyes met those of my wife on the bed. The moment

she saw me, she started pulling the sheet to cover her face.

Incredibly, my gaze wasn't directed at my wife, but at Xiao A. It

was the first time I had ever seen Xiao A naked.

When I saw him, I was thinking, "He has a really nice body, and he's got quite a bit of body hair," and so on.

"Why? Huh? Why are you back, honey? Why, why?"

Little A ignored his wife and slowly moved his hips back and forth.

It was obvious that the wife's upper body, which was connected to Little A, swayed back and forth with Little A's movements.

My wife gritted her teeth, leaning back and crying out, "No, A!"

But it was clearly a moan from intercourse.

Her face was flushed, incredibly alluring. Her

usual cat-like eyes, or rather, her rather assertive expression, were now completely replaced by a wanton
look of ecstasy.

Perhaps because my wife was rather thin and short, it seemed A could easily lift her up.

Although their position was rather strange, my wife clung tightly to him as he moved.

Having observed my wife's reaction, A seemed to think everything was fine.

He lifted her chin, making her look at him, while A looked at me and suddenly asked, "
Is it okay if I let B move her waist a bit more?"

I paused for a moment, then replied in a hoarse voice, "Sure."

It was always like this; when A and my wife were entangled, if he asked me a question, my voice would become
extremely hoarse and I wouldn't be able to speak.

My wife tried to cover her breasts with the sheet covering her lower body.

After I said "Sure,"

A, in a sadistic tone, ordered his wife, "B, move your waist properly like you did before."

But his wife didn't agree: "No, no, no, no, why? Why?"

From this point on, I found it unbelievable.

A set the pace for the whole scene, and when he spoke to me, it seemed he was also speaking to
his wife .

His wife's "No, no" was said with her face turned towards me, but her chin was being held down by A, making her
face turn towards him.

"It's okay, you did a great job, didn't you?"

A whispered.

Then, A asked me, "Is it okay if I tease B a little more?"

His tone was like a college friend joking.

His wife replied, "No, you can't. Don't!"

Before I could speak, A said to his wife, "It's okay."

Then, his hand under the sheets tightly gripped his wife's waist, and she could only look at him anxiously.

I felt that A was creating an atmosphere that prevented his wife from talking to me.

After that, it was the same; A became the center of our conversation.

The conversation unfolded in two parts: my wife and Xiao A, and Xiao A and me.

When my wife wanted to read my expression or speak to me, she would pause after speaking.

So, what my wife was supposed to say to me somehow ended up being said to Xiao A.

This gave me the illusion that I was talking to Xiao A while we were having sex.

After that, Xiao A started talking to my wife in a completely sadistic mode.

When my wife pulled the sheets and cried out "No, no!", Xiao A said, "Take the sheets off."

"No, no, no! Absolutely not!"

"So, Xiao B, are you moving? Or am I?"

"Ah, oh, no, no, really no..."

My wife was now completely talking to Xiao A.

In short, my wife was extremely ashamed that I saw them having sex and wouldn't let Xiao A remove
the sheets .

She even argued with Xiao A, saying things like "It's inside,"

but her lewd expression was completely unconvincing.

At this moment, the two sat facing each other. Xiao A vigorously swayed his hips back and forth. "Take the sheet off!"

"No! No way!"

"How about I move harder? Look at my little pussy!

" "No! Ah! Ah!"

The wife stared at Xiao A like this as he thrust into her.

The feeling was incredibly real.

It was completely connected to Xiao A's voice heard over the phone.

Of course, it was a completely different feeling from AV.

It was like the first massage; the stimulation wasn't just visual. It felt

like the air itself was filled with a different sensation.

Only Xiao A and the wife's panting could be heard in the quiet room.

The wife's body swayed passively, looking somewhat disheveled.

Although her upper body was leaning back, she would look up at Xiao A every time he spoke to her.

It was clear she was intentionally suppressing her moans.

Then, Xiao A, while thrusting his lower body, looked in my direction.

At this moment, Xiao A was also very excited, his face flushed.

"I didn't get a massage at all today."

"Really?"

"Little B was already soaking wet, and as soon as you left, she was eager for me to put it in."

"No! Ugh! Why do you have to do this! It's not like that!" "

Really?"

"No..."

My wife leaned back and punched Little A's crotch, making Little A laugh.

I asked my wife again, "Really?"

My wife said no again.

Little A grabbed my wife's waist and pushed her back and forth like he was grabbing a table, and then said, "Then how did

you do it?" "Ah... I was just about to change into my yukata!... Ah, Little A, don't move!" "And

then?" "

...Then... you just... came in..."

"Then I kept it inside Little B,"

Little A said to me.

"Ah... Nonsense! You're talking nonsense!"

At this time, my wife used polite language when speaking to Little A, but spoke to me as usual, so
I could tell that Little A was indeed lying.

"How is it nonsense? Huh?"

After that, I received the biggest blow I've ever received.

Xiao A thrust forcefully every second or so, continuing this relentless penetration.

His wife swayed with him, tilting her head back and gritting her teeth to suppress a sound.

The room fell silent, save for the rustling of the sheets and the soft "ooh" sound his wife made each time Xiao A thrust in, trying
to hold back her moans.

She lay deeper and deeper into his arms with each thrust.

"Hey,"

Xiao A said, and his wife nodded twice with her eyes closed.

Then, Xiao A lifted her up by her buttocks and began kissing her.

He immediately shoved his tongue into her mouth.

I felt like I'd been punched in the head.

Both of them had their mouths open, so I could see Xiao A's tongue moving.

His wife, her mouth blocked, could only make muffled "ahh" sounds.

At first, my wife's arms were hanging down, as if she were being held by Xiao A.

But soon I noticed that she changed the angle of her head to cooperate with Xiao A.

Incredibly, this was the movement that made me the most jealous.

Now it felt like my wife was sitting on Xiao A's lap.

Xiao A thrust his hips forcefully, as if trying to bounce my wife up.

My wife's upper body was pressed tightly against Xiao A's, kissing and panting.

Not only me, but my wife was definitely also caught up in the atmosphere of the room; her reaction was
very .

Xiao A rubbed my wife's breasts while saying, "It's not nonsense, right?"

My wife wrapped her arms around Xiao A's neck as if hanging on him, looking up at him and answering

, "...It's not nonsense..."

"Was it inside me from the beginning and never separated?"

"...Yes."

"Then why didn't you say it properly earlier?

" "Because..."

"Because your husband would be embarrassed if he knew, right?"

My wife nodded.

"Next time, you'd better say it properly, okay?"

At this moment, my wife turned to me, while Xiao A grabbed her hair and turned her face towards him.

"Just look at me, okay?"

"...Okay."

Xiao A's lower body moved up and down as before, while his hands grabbed my wife's buttocks, making her sway back and forth.

My wife was petite, and at this moment, she was completely at Xiao A's mercy,
swaying .

I sat in the chair diagonally opposite them, watching this scene, feeling particularly lewd.

My wife hugged Xiao A's head, letting out a soft moan with each sway.

The sound was different from the suppressed sound before.

Although she was still clenching her teeth, it was obvious that my wife was quite aroused.

And whenever my wife tilted her head back, Xiao A would lift her head so that she looked at him.

Watching this scene, I remembered what Xiao A had told me when we were drinking before: "Although everyone is different,
there are many women you don't need to fuck them like crazy. As long as someone controls their waist, they will feel
ashamed and very aroused."

Now the scene in front of me was just like what Xiao A said.

Xiao A deliberately staggered his hands from the rhythm of his thrusts, swaying his wife's hips back and forth.

Every time Xiao A did this, his wife would look at him with a flushed face.

Although I was extremely jealous, my wife was really adorable at that moment.

It might seem like I'm writing this quickly, but

five minutes had passed since Xiao A said, "We didn't even have a massage today. "

My wife was now very aroused by Xiao A.

Just then, Xiao A said to me while thrusting, "Xiao B's inside feels so good. I was inside her the whole time
on

" "...Ah...

you're so annoying," my wife murmured, unable to stop him.

"I heard from your husband. You told him we only did it once on the 9th, right?"

Xiao A said, violently shaking his wife's hips back and forth.

Although the action felt a bit theatrical, it worked on my wife.

My wife let out a high-pitched "Ah!" and then tilted her head back, resting her chin on Xiao A's chest.

No longer clenching her teeth, my wife cried out "Ah ah!" with the movement of Xiao A's wrists.

I couldn't take it anymore either.

My wife's voice at this moment was the kind of intense moaning that made her oblivious to her surroundings.

She usually only made those sounds when she was close to climaxing or when we were in the missionary position and penetration was deep.

Suddenly, Xiao A stopped moving his wrists.

"Why did you lie to your husband?"

"...No, ah, ah, ah!"

"That's not right, Xiao B,"

my wife said, her face flushed red from Xiao A's scolding.

"Say it again, how many times did it?"

"...I don't know...I can't remember...ah, ah!"

Xiao A thrust a few more times and then started kissing my wife.

Sure enough, the two of them kissing was what I was most jealous of.

Xiao A would fondle my wife's breasts during their passionate kiss.

At this time, my wife's face would turn red to the roots of her neck, and I could see from the trembling in her throat that her tongue was being
sucked by Xiao A.

"How many times?"

"...Why did you have to say...why..."

"Then how about I take the sheets off, take them off."

"Ah, no..."

Xiao A really knew how to create an atmosphere.

He always managed to make my wife feel extremely ashamed.

In the end, my wife confessed everything bit by bit, following Xiao A's instructions.

"You did it once as soon as you got to the hotel, right?"

"Yeah! We did it once

as soon as we got to the hotel..." "You didn't eat afterwards, right?" "

..."

My wife fell silent when I mentioned the parts that made her embarrassed.

I could tell she cared a lot about my feelings.

"It's okay. Your husband won't be angry. Just tell the truth."

My wife easily succumbed to Xiao A's words.

"What about the second time?" "

We did it the second time too...

" "You did it at night too, right

?" "We did it at night too

..." "And then you got up in the middle of the night and did it again, right?

" "Yes..."

Like that, my wife confessed little by little.

"Four times?"

"...According to Xiao A...four times..."

It was obvious she remembered very clearly.

Maybe it was because she was looking at Xiao A's face the whole time that she was able to say it.

After confessing, my wife became even more engrossed.

She almost completely ignored my presence.

After that, Xiao A's training of my wife became more thorough.

And at this point, the training was no longer just verbal, but began to involve physical contact.

He asked his wife to twist her waist herself. She hesitated for a while, then finally began.

While she was twisting, Xiao A stopped talking.

His wife, holding onto Xiao A's shoulders, started twisting her waist, and the sensation of her movements while he remained silent was...
The usual lewdness.

The sheet covering my wife and Xiao A's abdomens appeared to be partially obscuring them from my perspective, but from
behind was almost entirely exposed.

Through the gap, I could see my wife sitting on Xiao A's hairy lap, wriggling her hips.

Because Xiao A didn't speak, only my wife's soft moans filled the room.

Not only that, perhaps my wife was getting tired, she whispered to Xiao A, "Lie down,"

and then, supporting herself on Xiao A's chest, arched her back and began to properly assume the riding position.

Her moans grew louder and louder.

Everyone in the room fell silent, except for my wife's cries.

My wife seemed to have forgotten all shame, desperately twisting her hips, completely ignoring me.

But I felt that she was still thinking about me at that moment.

After a while, my wife, panting heavily, called out to me, "Hey, husband."

"What's wrong?"

"What should I do? What should I do?"

she said, while vigorously twisting her hips.

"What should I do?"

"...Honey, can you go out?"

Upon hearing his wife's words, Xiao A suddenly removed the sheet covering his abdomen and threw it aside.

His wife, panting heavily, stopped her movements, but no longer resisted as before.

Now, the two were truly naked.

It was then that I saw for the first time where Xiao A was inside my wife.

Her lower body was pressed tightly against Xiao A's waist.

The sight of her wet pubic hair pressed against Xiao A's was incredibly erotic.

His wife's hands rested on Xiao A's chest, and she stopped moving, panting.

For some reason, just the sight of my wife leaning her weight on Xiao A made me incredibly jealous.

"Ah...don't look..."

my wife said, but her voice was weak.

So when Xiao A commanded, "Move faster,"

my wife slowly began to say, "Don't look, don't look!"
while twisting her waist again.

After a while, Xiao A turned his wife over to the missionary position.

During the process, Xiao A's lower body temporarily left my wife's body, and I finally saw Xiao A's penis.

The condom was already soaked with my wife's white fluid.

Perhaps because I was looking at other people's bodies, Xiao A's penis looked quite impressive.

The moment they entered in the missionary position, my wife, with her blond hair, covered her eyes with a pillow.

"Husband, don't look! Ah! No! Get out! Please! Get out!"

Just after saying that, she gripped the pillow tightly and shouted, "Ah! No! No! No!"

At that moment, my wife must have already orgasmed, and Xiao A then began to thrust forcefully.

"Ah ah! No! Ah!! Ah ah!!"

Xiao A pressed down on my wife, who was shouting and lifting her body, and grabbed her legs, thrusting wildly
.

My wife must have been soaking wet; every time Xiao A thrust in, there was a gurgling sound. During this time, my wife cried

out, "Ah! I'm going to lose it! I'm losing it!" Unlike when Xiao A had touched her in front of me before, this time her voice was more charming and sweet. "Ah! It's going to come out! No! It's going to come out, it 's going to come out, it's going to come out!" As she shouted this, she clearly lifted herself up and pressed herself tightly against Xiao A. What happened next was quite surprising. After his wife's orgasm, Xiao A pulled out. Xiao A hadn't ejaculated yet. He took off the condom, knelt down next to his wife, and asked her to give him oral sex. His wife willingly took his penis into her mouth. Later, Xiao A sat on the bed, and his wife finally caught her breath and buried her head between Xiao A's legs. Just as his wife's head was bobbing up and down, Xiao A suddenly lifted his wife's head and stood up. Then he went into the bathroom without saying a word. His wife lay on the bed panting, and I was a little confused. Xiao A quickly took a shower, then came out of bed, straightened his pants, said to me, "Well , goodbye then," and left before we could react. During Golden Week, he sent a simple greeting email, but I didn't ask him what he was planning at the time. Little A once told me, "I'm a little afraid that Little B will see me ejaculate, what should I do?" Maybe that's why this time. But from the email, I felt he was still thinking about his wife, even though he gave up halfway, I was still happy. It's also possible that Little A did this because he considered me. After that day, my wife and I had sex quite intensely. Jealousy is no joke. I also took off my clothes and lay next to my wife, letting her give me oral sex. Of course, Little A kept flashing through my mind. When I penetrated her, because my wife was already aroused, her lower body was pressed tightly against me, twisting quite violently. Mixed with feelings of jealousy. When I said I was going to ejaculate, my wife screamed, "Ejaculate! Give it to me! Please give it to me!" I thought to myself, at that moment, if my wife was using me as a substitute for Little A, and I ejaculated out of jealousy. After that day, my wife and I had sex again. Until the movie was about to start the next day, my wife and I stayed in the hotel room. My wife later asked me resentfully, "Were you planning to come back halfway through from the beginning?" But we still had sex every day during the entire Golden Week. Perhaps because it's the first time I've seen my wife being penetrated, I'm still not calm. My jealousy is the strongest I've ever felt. Right now, I'm experiencing a mix of emotions—a mix of感慨 (feelings of regret), a little regret, and a touch of excitement. We haven't decided what to do next time. But in a way, my wife has let go this time . She even apologized to me later, saying she was sorry for lying to me. It seems like my wife has accepted what happened. This time, my wife also told me that it's dangerous to leave her and Xiao A alone for the time being. So, I don't think we'll have any plans to lend my wife to Xiao A for a while. I'll let everyone know about our future plans after Xiao A and I discuss them.

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