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After giving birth, I was busy with all sorts of things. I felt I couldn't just live such a mundane life, so I became enamored with couples' dating websites. I think most people know what these websites are. To get higher qualifications, you need a photo of yourself holding your ID. With my constant persuasion, my wife shed her reserve. After putting the baby to sleep, under the beautiful lighting, she let me take pictures of her in various beautiful ways, and suddenly we had the same passion and excitement. Looking at the photos and comments on the forum, my wife couldn't help but feel aroused, fantasizing about various scenarios of being made love to by men, repeatedly collapsing into shy climaxes. Although she was okay with uploading her photos on the forum, in reality, we never dared to take the plunge. After careful selection, we chose a couple in a similar situation in another city not far from us (mainly due to my encouragement). We agreed to meet for the first time during the May Day holiday. For the week before the holiday, we were both in a state of tension, not knowing what would happen. My wife even got a special haircut, straightening her hair, which made her look younger and more charming. We left the child with my parents and lied, saying we were going to a friend's wedding. We drove to another city. In an elegant tea bar, we finally met the couple, the man we'd call W and the woman L. The man was about 35, three years older than us, and the woman was about the same age. W and L were pretty much as we'd imagined; the man was handsome, and the woman was charming. Compared to my wife and me, they were a better match. My wife wore a business suit, a slightly short skirt, black sheer stockings, high heels, and a silver bracelet. She looked young and radiant. L wore a floral dress, flesh-colored stockings, and high-heeled sandals, looking mature and sexy. The four of us chatted casually, about the children and work. Later, we went to a more private karaoke bar. L and I sat together, and L naturally leaned against me. I touched L's hand; it was sweaty from nervousness. At this moment, I saw my wife, nestled in W's arms, looking somewhat jealous and nervous, as W was also caressing her. While my wife and W were singing, I started touching L's legs. I was very nervous at this point, mainly because it was the first time I had touched another woman's legs, especially with my wife nearby. L's legs trembled slightly and naturally tightened. Slowly, I moved my hand upwards; it was a pair of open-crotch pantyhose, without any underwear. My penis immediately became erect. My fingers massaged the moist pubic hair when L suddenly pressed my hand down, then released it. My wife wasn't in much better shape; she was also being groped by W. I saw W's hand slip under my wife's skirt from behind. As agreed, the two women went to the bathroom to take off their underwear. Fortunately, my wife was wearing open-crotch pantyhose. We sang for a while, our minds wandering. W invited us to their home. My wife looked at me, and I said I'd go for a bit, and this time it wouldn't be different; it was our agreement. Two cars drove one after the other to an apartment complex. Their apartment was on the twentieth floor, a three-bedroom, two-living-room unit, very clean. The child was also taken away by the grandparents. After sitting in the living room for a while, my wife and L went into a bedroom. When they came out, two beautiful women in sexy lingerie appeared beside us two men. My wife wore a pair of sexy lingerie she had brought herself, black stockings, a lace nightgown, and her breasts were faintly visible. Her thong practically revealed her pubic hair. She had light makeup and red lips, and W stared at her. L was also quite attractive, wearing a short black skirt, open-crotch pantyhose, and sheer black underwear. Her full breasts were visible through the skirt, revealing her nipples. The two men were speechless. After a while, W asked, "Can we take some pictures?" L playfully complained, saying no. Later, W and I discussed it and decided to use masks to cover their faces. The two ladies blushed and agreed. My wife and W posed intimately with us on the sofa and in the bedroom, and the two men took pictures with their respective cameras. W had even prepared a photography light beforehand. W and I exchanged a glance. I said to my wife, "Could you take off your underwear?" She complied and took it off. Under the light, her private parts were already overflowing with fluid. W smiled at L, who shyly took off her underwear as well, and her condition was similar to my wife's. Although I had seen L's private parts on the computer before, seeing them in front of me this time made my blood rush to my head and lower body. Seeing how infatuated we men were, the two women struck even more alluring poses, their private parts pressed together face to face. W went back to the house and got a bunch of sex toys. He had L insert a dildo into her and took some photos. In response, his wife used a vibrator and symbolically performed a little. Later, W brought out a double-headed dildo and asked his wife and him to take some photos, which they naturally cooperated with. The atmosphere gradually heated up. W suggested changing, but L said no, saying they agreed not to change this time. So, as agreed, the four of them started doing their own thing on the sofa in the living room. When I entered my wife, I found her very wet and trembling, probably nervous in front of others. After about 10 minutes, amidst the two women's enthusiastic moans, W and I each finished our business. Afterwards, we chatted for a while, exchanged pleasantries, said goodbye, and even gave them some gifts. On the way home, my wife was sleepy and fell asleep in the back seat. I was still tense and excited, watching the slow-moving traffic and the dim light. Back home, my wife was mostly silent, not speaking to me either. She just went about her chores. She's usually like this when she's preoccupied. That night, when we went to bed, I held my wife, but she didn't say a word. The night passed uneventfully. The next evening, my wife and L chatted online while I played with the children. After putting the children to sleep, my wife took my hand and led me to the study, showing me the forum. Apparently, they had selected some photos and posted them, and the netizens were reacting enthusiastically, all of which excited her. I touched her genitals; she was already wet. We slowly made love on the sofa in the study. She questioned me, asking if I had touched L's private parts, and I said yes. She bit my shoulder. It hurt so much I wanted to throw her to the ground. Then, my wife quietly whispered in my ear that while L was preparing lunch, I went to the bathroom, and W inserted his finger into her vagina for a short while. Hearing that my wife had been played with by someone's fingers, I suddenly felt a surge of excitement. My penis instantly hardened inside her, and she clearly felt it too. She said, "You lecherous devil, you bad guy!" We had a very intense session. I asked my wife if she felt anything for W. She said no. My wife also asked me, and I said I didn't feel anything for L either. It seems we're only suited to be normal friends. These days, I've been struggling internally. Actually, I don't like other women; I only like my wife. Perhaps I'm not very interested in wife-swapping. Maybe I prefer a threesome with two men and one woman. But reality scares me. I'm so grateful to have a beautiful wife who can contribute everything she can. Therefore, I cherish her dearly. I'm basically at a critical point. What should I do? Like a song says about the future, you always have meticulous plans, but the plot is always altered by reality. As for the present, you're always hesitant and helpless, letting the years pass by, leaving you sad and haggard... The fishing net you cast sways in happiness, yet you can never reel it in. A few points to note: 1. Couples and single men should be cautious when making friends online. Don't rush into sex after meeting. Get to know each other first and verify identities. Before confirming, conduct health checks and have mutual health certificates. Some people donate blood on their first meeting. This is an opportunity to both check and do a good deed. 2. The internet is a mixed bag; careful discernment is necessary. 3. This isn't fiction, so I'll try to keep the narrative simple. My writing skills are limited, and things may not be as exciting as you imagine. Please forgive me. [The End]

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