Mature woman and handsome young man

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Today is Tuesday, and we both have the day off. With nothing to do at home this afternoon, I went online to read some beautiful articles from friends in the "Springtime in the Garden" section of the Siheyuan Literature forum. My wife was tidying up the room; she hadn't gone out and was still wearing her loose, short pink pajamas with a white cotton panty underneath.

Reading Hu Zuofei's "Humiliating My Girlfriend," I suddenly felt a strong urge to go out and have some fun. After discussing it with my wife, she agreed, feeling that our recent intimacy hadn't been exciting or of high quality. We considered where to go, but couldn't think of anything. Seeing that it was still early, we decided to go for a foot massage first and then find a place around 7 pm.
For convenience during our outing, my wife changed into a cotton dress with a black lace open-crotch thong underneath; it was a bit damp, but comfortable. We drove to our usual foot massage parlor. I chose my favorite masseuse, while my wife chose a new young man from Yangzhou—a clean-cut and handsome guy.

I noticed my wife was worried about being exposed, so she placed a towel on her lap. I suddenly wondered what this young man would think if he saw what was underneath her. So I texted her, telling her to slowly remove the towel to reveal her underwear. She understood, glanced at me, and then slowly moved the towel away, using a magazine to cover her face. Later, she told me she did this partly to encourage the young man to peek, and partly because she was also nervous and embarrassed; the magazine was a way to hide her shyness.

Sure enough, a little while later, when the young man was giving my wife a pedicure, he had to lift her leg to work on the soles. His gaze immediately fell on her skirt, and he quickly looked away. Sensing she was reading, he looked back at her, then glanced at me again, pretending to be watching TV.

Then I saw the young man deliberately raise my wife's legs higher and slightly separate them. I saw my wife use a book to cover her face and make faces at me. I felt my penis instantly harden. Afraid that the girl massaging me would see, I quickly grabbed a towel to cover myself. My

wife closed her eyes, slowly enjoying this stimulating moment. I didn't know what my wife was thinking, but I was sure she was thinking about making love with me. I sent her a text message asking, "Is it wet down there?" She didn't reply. Hehe, my slutty wife was probably feeling the young man's gaze! I couldn't see what was under my wife's skirt, but I knew it was definitely soaking wet.

I excused myself to go to the restroom and walked past my wife. The young man was seriously massaging her feet. I went into the restroom and secretly looked at him again. When I wasn't looking, he picked up my wife's other leg and spread it even wider, trying to get a better look. The girl massaging me seemed to have seen what the boy was thinking and threw a towel at him. The young man quickly retrieved it.

I returned to my seat, finished the foot massage, and my wife seemed to have fallen asleep, her face flushed.

As we left the foot massage parlor, the streetlights were coming on. My wife was a little hungry; it had been a while since we'd had barbecue, so we went to our usual barbecue stall. After ordering, I sat on a low stool and immediately caught a glimpse of what was under my wife's skirt. It was glistening with moisture; she was clearly enjoying herself. I wondered what she was thinking.
Seeing a few acquaintances in the crowd, I quickly told my wife to tone it down, but she only spread her legs wider. I pretended to be angry, but she didn't budge. Just then, a friend came over to greet me. Afraid he'd see my wife's exposed skin, I quickly stood up. After all, this wasn't a foot massage parlor; this was public, and we had to be careful! Only when my friend arrived did my wife finally stand up to greet him.

After dinner, I got in the car and slapped my wife's butt.

She said, "Didn't you tell me to expose myself?" I was so angry that I yelled, "Just wait till I get my hands on you, you slut!"

When we got to the lakeside avenue, I saw some benches by the roadside, and a cool breeze was blowing, so I went over and sat down. My wife playfully straddled me, saying, "You dare to punish me here?"

I looked behind me and saw a constant stream of pedestrians. I touched her genitals; they were wet, and she seemed to still be excited about being spied on at the foot massage parlor. She had already opened my pants, and while looking at the pedestrians in front of her, she was stroking my penis with her hand. I couldn't hold back any longer, so I lifted her buttocks and thrust in all the way. She immediately collapsed onto me, exhausted.

I touched my soaking wet underwear, which had been pushed aside, and whispered in her ear, "Shall we take it off?" My wife said no, but I couldn't bear to pull out. That's my mischievous and stubborn wife of mine. I didn't dare to thrust in and out, so I had to stay inside her. Suddenly, I thought of another meaning of "picking up girls." Hehe!

Suddenly, the streetlights in the distance went out. I saw that pedestrians couldn't see us anymore, so I quickly lifted my wife down and had her lie face down on a chair. I thrust in from behind, enjoying a few thrusts. But then the lights came back on. Luckily, no one was nearby, or they would definitely have seen this erotic scene.

I thrust hard a few more times, and my wife said, "Don't ejaculate, I want to play a little longer." I quickly pulled out and sat on the chair. My wife came over and started giving me oral sex. Just then, a couple came up behind us. Little did they know that just a few meters away from them, a beautiful young woman was giving them oral sex! Thinking of this, I couldn't resist a surge of impulse and ejaculated all of myself into her mouth. She made a few "oh oh" sounds, but not a drop leaked out.

I held my wife and rested for a while in the chair, feeling sore and tired. Then I felt a mosquito attack. Quick, let's go home!
Chapter Four:

I don't know when Qixi Festival became China's Valentine's Day, and we were happy to have another holiday.
Early this morning, I was thinking about what to do today. I've been so tired from work these past few days, so I wanted to relax. I asked my wife, and she said, "I'll do anything for you."

Well, she dumped everything on me.

I went to work first and thought about it slowly.

Just before I was about to leave work, my wife called and said she was coming to pick me up. Xiao Lin was treating us to dinner. I thought about it and realized I hadn't been to his house since the last time we ate there. I also hadn't seen Xiao Fang in a long time. I should ask her if she had told Xiao Lin about what happened last time. After picking up my wife, she said, "Let's hurry home, I need to shower and change." I saw I was also covered in sweat, so we rushed home to shower together. There was no time for playfulness; we had to hurry to the dinner party. My wife was wearing a black, form-fitting mini-skirt, which looked incredibly sexy on her white thighs. What was she wearing underneath? My wife wouldn't let me see. I said, "You're not wearing a bra, are you?" She snorted and ignored me. We drove to Xiaolin's apartment complex. We were going to eat Sichuan hot pot tonight; it was newly opened and I heard it was good. When we arrived at the restaurant, it was packed; there was a queue. The waiter led us to a small table with snacks and tea.

I sat between my wife and Xiaofang, with Xiaolin sitting opposite us. I smelled Xiaofang's fragrance; she had just finished showering. She was wearing a striped, high-waisted mushroom-shaped mini-skirt, revealing her snow-white thighs. I turned to my wife and whispered, "Is Xiaofang also wearing a bra?" My wife replied, "If you're not afraid of Xiaolin's scalpel cutting you, just touch her and you'll know."

I said, "Let it go, just bear with it." Xiaofang turned around and asked me, "Why are you whispering in each other's ears?" I said, "I'm praising you, you're the prettiest one here."

Xiaofang hit me, and then Xiaolin got up to answer a phone call. I whispered in Xiaofang's ear, "Why didn't Xiaolin cut me with a knife? Didn't you tell him?" "Thank you!" Xiaofang blushed and said, "I told him, and he's going to get revenge on your wife!" I knew immediately that she hadn't told Xiaolin about me hugging her that night.

My wife then slapped my butt, "Don't flirt here!" I quickly said, "Yes, ma'am."

The four of us chatted about some recent current events, and finally we got to the table. It was a small table, just right for four people.

As usual, men sit together to drink, and women sit together to talk. Xiaofang and I sat opposite each other, and as soon as I sat down, I started thinking about how to find out what Xiaofang was wearing underneath. The dishes were all served, and the Sichuan hot pot tasted pretty good. I had to drive, so I didn't dare drink too much. The three of them drank together, and in the end, the two women kept pestering Xiaolin, taking turns making him drink. I took the opportunity to drop my napkin bag and, while picking it up, peeked at what Xiaofang and my wife were wearing. But the lighting wasn't good enough to see clearly. After a few rounds of drinks and several dishes, I realized it was almost time, and I wasn't in the mood for drinking anymore. The evening's program hadn't even started yet.

I urged them to finish quickly, and we didn't even eat. Maybe we ate too much, because Xiao Lin seemed a bit overindulgent at the dinner table. The two women were also quite glamorous. I dragged all three of them into the car and drove them to their house. On the way, they were all crammed into the back, with Xiao Lin on each arm. I wasn't going to give him that many opportunities. I quickly arrived at their house.

When I got there, I saw that all three of them were indeed quite drunk, rushing to the bathroom. Xiao Lin came out and started playing cards. My wife and Xiao Fang went to the bathroom, and I boiled water and made tea. The four of us sat down and started playing cards. My chance had come. Xiao Fang had already opened her skirt, revealing silk lace-trimmed floral panties. Because the silk was soft, it accentuated her cleavage, and a few strands of hair peeked through the mesh.

My wife was still lounging on the sofa, her legs together, so I couldn't see what was underneath.

I handed her a grape, urging her to get up and play cards. Pulling her a little, I finally saw that she was wearing transparent orchid-patterned panties, with her pubic hair neatly tucked inside. I'm sure Xiao Lin saw it too.

At this point, Xiao Lin asked, "What should we bet?" I suggested we bet on who treats the other to dinner tomorrow. Xiao Lin explained I had to work the night before and wouldn't have time. He said whoever lost would have to perform a hug and kiss. I immediately agreed, saying Xiao Fang and I are partners, so if we lose, we'll perform. My wife immediately objected, saying, "You're so smug! You're my partner!" Xiao Lin also said he couldn't bear to part with her. Little did he know I'd seen and touched Xiao Fang's most private parts.

The two daughters switched seats, and the couples started playing cards, each on their own. My mind wasn't on the cards; I was completely absorbed in watching the women's skirts. I kept observing Xiao Lin's gaze. I felt this feeling of stealing and being stolen from was the most thrilling—watching someone else's wife's beauty while observing someone else's furtive glances at their wife created a nameless impulse and excitement.

Unsurprisingly, my wife and I lost the first round. Xiao Fang excitedly clamored to see our performance. I said, "That's easy!" I walked to my wife's sofa, bent down, hugged her, and slipped my tongue into her cherry-like mouth. My wife only struggled slightly. My left hand reached for her buttocks, and I pulled her onto the back of the sofa, kissing her tightly.

After about a minute, I released my wife and asked, "How was that? Did you pass?" To my surprise, Xiao Lin said it wasn't good enough, saying my wife's cooperation wasn't good enough, and we had to start over. I laughed and said, "Strict requirements are right, but we need to be fair. If you lose, you have to do the same." After saying that, we kissed again. This time, my wife wrapped her legs around my waist, and I could feel the heat under her skirt. This time, we passed.

But we lost the second round again. This time, Xiao Lin egged us on, demanding an even more passionate performance. I pulled my wife close and slowly pressed my lips to her ear, saying, "Pull your skirt up a little."

I lifted my wife from the sofa to the sofa cushions, her right leg rising with my movement. I kissed her while stealing glances at Xiaolin. This time, he was practically glued to the view under my wife's skirt. Xiaofang watched our passionate kiss, covering her mouth and laughing. I asked, "How was it this time?" They both said, "We passed."

In the third round, I focused intently on the game. I wanted to see their performance for us. I encouraged my wife, saying, "Everyone has to perform well." We won this round. I looked at Xiaofang and said, "The performance has to be perfect, or you'll be punished."
Xiaolin asked, "What's the punishment?" I said, "Take off a piece of clothing. If you still don't pass, take off another piece."

Xiaofang immediately scolded me, "You're so mean! How could you do that?"

Xiao Lin, influenced by me, had already hugged Xiao Fang. Fang, feeling embarrassed by Xiao Lin's passionate kiss, quickly pulled away, giving me a perfect excuse to fail. My wife hurriedly chimed in, "Failure! Failure!" I told Xiao Lin, "You decide." Xiao Lin whispered something in Xiao Fang's ear. I guessed that since she was wearing so little in the summer, she was only wearing underwear. I could see her going braless! But Xiao Fang, hiding in Xiao Lin's arms, pulled her bra off shortly after. I was stunned; I'd forgotten about that! But I also saw those two nipples peeking out through the fabric. This round wasn't a complete loss.

Just as we were happily about to continue the game, our son, who lives with his parents, called and asked us to bring his school uniform; he needed it for tomorrow. Sigh! For the sake of the future, the game was paused, and we agreed to continue it another time.

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