An unexpected 3P 06

I kept hoping Mr. W would send me another audio or video recording, or even just a photo. I enjoyed this feeling—sitting alone in a corner of the restaurant, a cup of hot tea in hand, while hundreds of meters away, my wife was naked and passionately engaged in bed with Mr. W, receiving occasional updates. I wasn't there, yet it felt like I was; this feeling was even more stimulating than watching Mr. W and my wife's naked bodies entwined in my room.

However, when my phone screen lit up again, it was either app notifications or messages from work groups. I kept checking my phone, glancing at the neon lights and passing cars on the street under the night sky. It felt like a dream, but I knew it was all real.

Since my wife's second date with Mr. W, after that exhilarating, multi-orgasmic sexual encounter, I felt my wife was more energetic and attractive. I don't know if it was psychological, or if, as people say, orgasm is the best beauty treatment for women, but I found my wife more adorable and more attractive. Just like when we first got married over ten years ago, it was a unique, comfortable, pleasurable, and longed-for feeling.

I feel incredibly lucky to have such an understanding and devoted wife. I'm also incredibly lucky to have met Mr. W, who can give my wife such wonderful and sustained orgasms. It's an incredible blessing, nothing more.

Later, my wife told me that Mr. W and she were truly compatible sexually; only Mr. W could withstand her onslaught for 30-40 minutes before ejaculating. Mr. W also told me, "Your wife is incredibly resilient. I'm not bragging; most people couldn't handle it. If I were ten years younger, I might have been able to subdue her, but now we can only manage a draw." Later, it turned out that my wife's potential was indeed great; even two strong men like Mr. W couldn't withstand her.

My wife said that Mr. W's glans is smaller than mine, making penetration very comfortable. Unlike me, whose glans is a bit large, sometimes insufficient foreplay leads to some pain upon penetration. Secondly, Mr. W's penis is the perfect length. In the woman-on-top position, his wife can easily reach orgasm by adjusting her position. And when Mr. W is in good form, he can have seven, eight, or even ten orgasms in a row. Thirdly, Mr. W's penis is thicker than mine. I've experienced this firsthand. When I'm alone with my wife at home, I can't withstand her riding position and ejaculate quickly. But in a threesome, I can last a long time, to the point that Mr. W praises me for being very strong, not as weak as I described. Later, I realized it's because in a threesome, Mr. W penetrates first and moves around for a while before I penetrate, which stretches my wife's vagina a bit.

Most importantly, Mr. W has great control. When he's in good form, he can last 40-50 minutes without ejaculating, waiting for his wife to reach multiple orgasms and feel tired before he ejaculates in the missionary position. I asked Mr. W if he practiced any kind of martial arts. He said no, he's just not very sensitive, and he doesn't feel as pleasurable as other men when he ejaculates.

Perhaps this shows that fate is fair. Many people, including myself, don't last long, but the pleasure upon ejaculation is intense. Mr. W, on the other hand, is naturally less sensitive and can last a long time, but he might not experience the same intense pleasure as us. Regardless, my wife truly experienced the sexual bliss of being a woman, achieving multiple orgasms in a single encounter.

Because of this, she willingly performed oral sex on Mr. W. Initially, I felt a pang of sadness and jealousy, as my wife was unwilling to perform oral sex on me. Sometimes, even after much coaxing, she would only symbolically suck a couple of times. After having sex with W a couple more times, my wife became more compliant with oral sex on me. Although she still wouldn't initiate it, she would do it whenever I asked, and it felt very good. She wouldn't touch my teeth at all, and would even lick the glans with her tongue, kissing it afterward. Mr.

W once joked with me, saying that my wife's oral skills were getting better and better, thanks to Mr. W's excellent training. I said, "I didn't train her at all. My wife's oral skills are so good; it's all thanks to Mr. W's training. She's sucked his cock so much, practice makes perfect."

Eileen Chang said, "The vagina is the passage to a woman's soul." My wife is completely captivated by Mr. W's penis; oral sex is just one aspect. One night, after showering and getting ready for bed, my wife, shirtless and wearing only white lace see-through panties, looked at herself in the mirror and asked if she looked good. I said she looked good, and then asked, "Did Mr. W give it to you?" My wife said no, she bought it herself. Before, my wife would never have bought such sexy panties; this is a small change. In short, women dress to please themselves. Whether it's my wife's fitness and beauty routine, or her overall appearance, I think she exudes a mature, sexy charm. This is inseparable from her relationship with Mr. W.

Mr. W also asked me if I was nervous about my wife's behavior. I said, "A little at first, but later I felt gratified. Because I feel my wife is living for herself." At the same time, it also satisfied my cuckoldry desires. As for Mr. W, we've been together for many years and know each other well. I believe he will maintain boundaries, and I also believe my wife will.

In fact, my wife is more cautious; in Mr. W's words, she's very restrained. Mr. W said, "Your wife is so resilient; she could have had more, but she always holds back and doesn't indulge herself." I once tried to persuade my wife to try more sexual activities, such as threesomes or swapping, but she refused. Mr. W said that's because my wife cares about me very much.

Thinking back to years ago when we were naked and embracing, having a long, intense conversation, my wife once asked me what would happen if she fell in love with other men and didn't want to have sex with me anymore. I was a little speechless at the time, and just told her, "If you find someone you like to have sex with

, then enjoy it." My wife asked, "Aren't you afraid I'll run off with someone else?" I said, "No, because I believe you have boundaries." Perhaps my wife's heart is also very conflicted. Although I encouraged her to have sex with other men, she probably didn't expect to be so compatible with Mr. W. I think she really enjoyed having sex with Mr. W. But she also had some inner struggles: Was this really what I wanted? Would I look down on her? Would I despise her?

I asked Mr. W, "You can get my wife to willingly give you oral sex, but she doesn't want us to have a threesome. Why is that?" Mr. W said she was embarrassed. I said, "We've already stripped naked and been completely honest with each other, we've already had sex, and I was the one who initiated it, what's there to be embarrassed about?"

Mr. W said, "It takes time, take it slow, don't rush it. Your wife has great potential, but how much she accepts it takes time, you can't rush it."

What happened later proved that, as Mr. W said, slowly, my wife also opened up. After that, we had a threesome a few more times, and my wife gradually became more comfortable with me being there. Later, Mr. W introduced my wife to more games, constantly refreshing my understanding of her, but that's another story.

"Boss, shall we serve the food?" The waiter's question snapped me back to reality. I checked my phone and saw a message from Mr. W: "All done, I'll be right back after a short rest." So I told the waiter to bring the food in five minutes.

Looking at the time, more than half an hour had passed since I left the hotel. The dishes gradually arrived, and about ten minutes later, Mr. W and his wife entered the hotel, chatting and laughing. I quickly stood up to greet them. To outsiders, it probably looked like I was a friend of the couple, treating them to dinner.

As we approached, Mr. W gestured for his wife to sit next to me. I said, "Honey, you sit next to Mr. W, you two are a couple today."

My wife playfully retorted, "Go away!" and sat down next to Mr. W. He took off his wife's down jacket and placed it on the back of the chair, then took off his own coat. Then he laughed and said to me, "Your wife is amazing, she's got the old man all flustered."

My wife giggled but didn't say anything.

Watching my wife's breasts, wrapped in a sweater, jiggle with her laughter, I was reminded of the first time I took her out to dinner over ten years ago. In a Western restaurant, she laughed like that, her breasts jiggling wildly, and she completely captivated me.

I used to fantasize about my wife's ex-boyfriend and that foreigner, wondering if they were also attracted to her large breasts. They probably groped her too, what a scene that would be like! And now, I'm watching my wife naked, her breasts being wantonly kneaded and sucked by another man—it's like a dream. A flutter of excitement rises within me.

I poured hot tea for my wife and Mr. W, saying to Mr. W, "Sir, you've worked hard. Have some hot tea to warm up, and eat some vegetables to nourish yourself."

Then I said to my wife, "Honey, you must be tired too." My

wife rolled her eyes at me and said, "Tch, not tired."

I asked again, "Are you still angry?"

My wife took a sip of hot water and said, "I'm not angry anymore."

Mr. W said, "How could our darling be angry? We're too happy to even smile! Two husbands serving you, aren't you happy?"

My wife said, "You two are so naughty, always plotting against me. I'm not playing with you again next time."

The three of us laughed.

After dinner, Mr. W drove home. On the way home, I said to my wife, "Honey, thank you."

My wife asked, "What are you thanking me for?"

I replied, "It fulfilled my dream.

" From arranging for Alang to "coincidentally" meet my wife, to the three of us—my wife, Mr. W, and I—about a year and a half has passed. I'm glad I made that decision, and even more glad to have such an understanding wife. With a wonderful wife at home, what more could a husband ask for?

I've waited so long, and today has finally come;

I've dreamt of it for so long, and it's finally come true.

The road ahead is long and I'm free to explore

, but thankfully you're by my side.

I've been waiting for this day for so long, it's finally here!

After enduring for so long, I finally realized my dream.

Those unchanging hardships no longer matter.

Even when tired, I don't say I'm tired.

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