An unsuccessful experience 2

The reason I have this feeling is because that thought buried deep in my heart is about to turn from illusion into reality.
The idea of a threesome has been brewing for a long time, because I'm a passionate person. My ideal scenario is that we'd be in city A, and I'd find someone from city B—who, of course, would be healthy, sunny, and gentle. Then we'd agree to go to city C, find a scenic spot, camp out, and experience the tranquility and solitude of nature, while enjoying the passion and excitement of a threesome. This plan originated many years ago, in early autumn, when I went fishing at **Di Reservoir with a close friend and my wife—three of us in total. After driving there, we parked the car by the reservoir, rented a fishing boat, and took us and our gear to a deserted island on the other side. We planned to fish for two days, and then call the boat captain to pick us up on the third day. The place was quiet and clean, with an endless expanse of shimmering lake water, and behind us, vast stretches of natural grassland like a mat. At night, the deep night sky was filled with countless stars. I hadn't seen such a scene in years. Our tent was near my fishing spot, while my friend's was a bit further away. The area was spacious, and it wasn't a holiday, so the nearest fishing spots were just a few small ones. Of course, we came here to fish. We didn't catch anything on the first day, but my wife was very happy; the environment was truly therapeutic. The next morning, we caught a grass carp, which excited us all. We could have pickled fish for lunch, and of course, we had prepared our outdoor cooking equipment in advance. After sharing this delicious natural meal, we continued fishing in the afternoon. But the weather in the reservoir area is unpredictable; a gust of wind suddenly brought down the rain. My wife and I quickly crawled into our tent, and my friend followed suit. The autumn rain was drizzling, and seeing my wife's clothes soaked through, her underwear barely visible, I suddenly became aroused. This time, I noticed she was very proactive, unlike usual when we were "homeworking" (a euphemism for intimacy). Perhaps it was because she was relaxed. As the rain outside the tent grew louder, she seemed to reach her climax, letting out soft moans I'd never heard before, and her lower body became uncontrollably aroused. I told her to keep her voice down, as it wouldn't be good if her friends heard, but she said who cares, let whoever wants to listen. This was the happiest time we've ever had together. The next day, we were almost out of drinking water, and our three-day fishing trip was over, so we called the boat captain and drove home.
Life, mundane yet peaceful, resumed. Because of work, we rarely had the chance to go out together. I also wasn't sure if she was open to a threesome, so I usually tried to guide and test her during sex. One time, she was in a particularly good mood. I was on top of her, gently thrusting, and softly said, "How about I find you a handsome young man to have sex with?" She smiled and tilted her head to one side. Seeing her smile without saying anything, I quickened my thrusts. Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around my neck, bit my ear, and whispered in my ear, "Okay, find a handsome one, let's go to the bottom." I didn't know if she really agreed, and I never imagined that the pleasure from that fishing trip would last so long (it's been almost a year). But it really excited me, making me feel that as long as the atmosphere was right, she was open to it.

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