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Two days after our first intimate encounter, we "bumped into" each other again at the school gate while dropping our child off. After exchanging pleasantries, we went to a nearby KFC for breakfast. We sat side-by-side like a couple deeply in love, and the sweet feeling flashed through my mind once more. Life continued as usual, remaining mundane. Eight days after our first time making love, we embraced and made love again in a hotel. After that, she picked up my phone and added me to the class chat group (I'm a very lazy person; only my wife joins the class group, and I've always resisted joining because I find it annoying). Later, I set the class group to do-not-disturb mode to avoid my phone constantly ringing. After all, it's endless for a group of stay-at-home moms to chatter in there all day long. But then again, it's quite interesting to check out the group chat when there's nothing else to do; they can talk about all sorts of random things. One day, after lunch, I lay on the sofa trying to take a nap, but I couldn't fall asleep no matter how much I tossed and turned. So, I picked up my phone and checked the class group chat. While scrolling through, I noticed my friend and another mom (let's call her A) discussing taking their kids to Guangzhou for the weekend. This piqued my interest, and I decided to catch up on all the other posts I hadn't seen. Good heavens, it took me over half an hour! You can imagine the sheer volume of conversation from these stay-at-home moms. Here's the gist: A started it. She and a colleague were planning a trip to Guangzhou with their kids, and when they mentioned it in the group, it immediately attracted the attention of several other moms, mostly those whose husbands couldn't go. After a flurry of discussion, only A and another mom (let's call her B) responded. I thought it was a simple matter—just agree on a date and everyone can go together. But women's minds are really strange. The four groups split up, didn't even stay together, and each had their own ideas. Finally, they agreed to meet at the zoo, which was a pretty good arrangement, even though it wasn't easy. That evening, we chatted, and she brought up the idea of going to CZ, even asking me which hotel was good (because I love to travel, I'm pretty reliable in this area). At that moment, a wicked and audacious plan flashed through my mind, which, in hindsight, felt a bit like I was just being reckless. I recommended she stay at XED, which wasn't far from the zoo. She said she'd check online, and then told me the room rates were quite reasonable. I then said I had a gold card with the hotel group and would book it for her. She agreed, and I quickly booked it. We chatted for a while before logging off. The next day at work, I told my wife, "Let's take the kids to CZ this weekend. We've been so busy with work, it's been a long time since we've taken them out." She agreed, and I immediately booked rooms at the same hotel. I also emailed the hotel, sincerely requesting some specific details, such as upgrading both rooms to suites based on my membership level, not assigning them to the same floor, and confirming that both rooms included a buffet dinner, etc. I received a reply from the hotel at noon—okay, all set! Now I just waited for the weekend. On Saturday, we drove to CZ early in the morning, while she and three other mothers took the high-speed train. At the zoo, everyone did their own thing, and coincidentally, we didn't run into them. Perhaps they had already finished and gone back to their hotels. No worries, we'd see them at the buffet dinner. At dinner time, in the noisy restaurant, I pretended to get some food and carried my plate, searching for her and her son. Finally, I saw her waiting in line at the egg station, and immediately went over to stand behind her. Since she was only up to my mouth, I pretended to peek at the eggs while slowly inhaling her fragrant hair, savoring the moment. Suddenly, something unexpected happened: my nose was itchy, and I couldn't help but exhale a large breath, blowing her hair wildly. She turned around and looked at me, her small, lifeless eyes behind her glasses widening in surprise. She stared blankly for a good ten seconds before smiling and turning her head away. I saw her face was red, and I found that shy expression quite endearing. Then I returned to my seat. While we were eating, my wife took our daughter to get something. A few minutes later, my daughter ran excitedly to me, saying she saw xxx. Turning around, I saw my wife walking over with her and son. She said, "What a coincidence to run into classmates! Let them sit and eat together." I pretended to be polite, but honestly, I didn't dare look them in the eye; I felt a little guilty. After a while, my wife and the two girls chatted happily, while I played with my daughter and their son in the children's play area. Every time I watched them chatting, my feelings were very complicated. Two completely unrelated women had one point of intersection: me, the man who had been with both of them. One wife, one mistress—this arrangement was quite cruel. For a moment, I felt like a scumbag, having wronged both of them. After a very complicated dinner, I felt exhausted, emotionally drained, and conflicted. My wife was putting the baby to a bath and bedtime. I said, "Let's go to the lounge for a while. If you're tired, go ahead." I kissed my wife and left the house. I was a little excited, but mostly a little flustered, so I went to the lounge for a drink. I checked the time and figured her son should be asleep by now. I walked to her room and texted her to open the door; I was outside. When the door opened, I saw her surprised expression. Without saying a word, I rushed in and hugged her. Luckily, it was a suite, and the bed was in the inner room. I asked her, "Is your son asleep?" She nodded and then kissed me. And so, the boldest affair of my life happened so naturally. In the bathroom, she was leaning on the sink, her pants on the toilet seat, her underwear hanging on her left ankle. My penis was moving back and forth between her buttocks. I wasn't wearing a condom; I had told her before I went in that I wasn't wearing one, and she replied that she didn't need one. My hand slipped under her clothes and kneaded her breasts, while my mouth kissed her neck and hair. To avoid making any noise and waking the baby, she kept her mouth shut. She tried to suppress her mouth, but when she couldn't, she turned around and found my mouth to cover it. After a while, I sat on the dressing stool, legs spread, my erect penis standing straight up, waiting for the next friction. She turned around to face me, spread her legs, and used her hand to guide my penis slowly towards her wet vaginal opening. After pressing it against her, she slowly sat down, moving up and down while holding my head and kissing me forcefully. I felt her choking me, making it hard to breathe, so I thrust upwards with all my might. One, two, three, and after the fourth thrust, she finally couldn't help but groan loudly. This groan almost made me go limp, because it was really loud, and I was afraid that her son would be awakened, and then we would get too carried away. Fortunately, after our surprised expressions, her son didn't wake up, so we smiled at each other and continued doing what we wanted. After a long time...After a period of friction, the tingling sensation on my glans grew stronger. I held her tightly, biting her earlobe and whispering, "I'm almost there, I'm going to cum." She didn't answer, but bit my lip harder. Just as she bit my lip, a metallic taste of blood filled my mouth, and the tingling sensation in my penis rose from my spine to my head. I lifted her up forcefully, pulling my penis out of her vagina and pressing it against her lower abdomen. Thick streams of semen gushed out, hitting her lower abdomen, splattering on her sparse pubic hair, and even splashing onto her clothes. In short, she ejaculated a lot, as if she had used up all her reserves in one go. After the passionate, tender caresses, she cleaned me up. She carefully wiped away the remaining liquefied semen that had spilled from my urethra with toilet paper. Then, looking at the clumps of white, sticky substance on her pubic hair, she gave me a disgusted look. Right in front of me, she took off all her remaining clothes and went straight into the shower to wash. I remained seated, my tired little brother drooping dejectedly, licking my lip that she had bitten, staring blankly at her beautiful, alluring body in the shower. After she finished washing and drying herself... I was already dressed, so I went over and hugged her, kissing her and saying lots of sweet nothings, teasing her with a laugh. Finally, I looked at our sleeping son, kissed him one last time, and said goodnight, reluctantly leaving her room. Back in my own room, my wife was asleep too. I quickly washed up and went to bed, but I couldn't fall asleep. I tossed and turned, waking her up. So, after a few loving kisses, I went to sleep on the sofa to avoid disturbing them. As soon as I closed my eyes, I thought of that exciting lovemaking session, and I drifted off to sleep, smiling to myself. The next day, starting with breakfast… From the start of swimming to check-out, the two kids and my two women were practically inseparable. My heart is strong enough, otherwise I would have been terrified, fearing she might reveal something. Thankfully, nothing terrible happened. However, I occasionally caught a strange and frightening look in her eyes, and a chill ran down my spine. Women can be truly terrifying. One night she was making love to me, and the next she was chatting and laughing with my legal wife. For the first time, I felt a little scared, a feeling of having ruined myself. It truly proves the old saying, "You reap what you sow."

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