Christmas Green Hat

The company Christmas party—do you love it or hate it? In the past, I hated it, but this year my attitude changed because my long-held sexual desire was finally fulfilled. So, what was my sexual desire? It's something many men want to say but are unwilling to admit: I longed to see my wife having sex with another man. It was a week before Christmas, the day of the company's Christmas party. Learning from past mistakes, the company arranged rooms for all employees at the hotel where the party was held to avoid not being able to get a taxi after the party and to prevent drunk driving and breaking the law.

Unlike before, my wife and I didn't drive this time; instead, we took the subway to the hotel. To be honest, my wife, Sudi, looked really beautiful dressed up. Wearing her carefully chosen party dress, her figure was no different from a fashion model's; the well-tailored dress perfectly showcased her curves.

Her sheer, demi-cup bra perfectly accentuated her full 36C breasts, making her prominent chest the focal point and further enhancing the elegance of her deep blue evening gown.

Around 10 pm, the party reached its climax. Sudi and I had both drunk quite a bit, though everyone else was in the same boat. Unlike previous Christmas parties, this time the company boss had arranged for a Santa Claus to be there, and all the employees were encouraged to visit his cave (a small tent set up in a corner of the stage) like children, telling him our Christmas wishes.

When Sudi went to the bathroom, I walked into Santa's grotto. He stroked his white beard, looked at me, and said, "What do you want as a Christmas present, my child?"

He was obviously joking. I'm 32 years old, and Sudi is 29; we're not children anymore. But the joke was still quite amusing, so I jokingly replied, "I want a 10-inch cock to fuck my wife."

My wife and I have a very good relationship; we love each other very much, but my penis is only 4 inches long, making it difficult to satisfy Sudi in the bedroom. Therefore, having a thick, long penis has always been my dream. I hope to satisfy my wife and improve our sex life.

I thought Santa would be furious after I made such a joke, so I quickly said I was drunk and talking nonsense, asking him not to take it to heart. But Santa didn't get angry. He looked at me and asked which woman my wife was. Just then, Sudi returned to the dance hall from the bathroom, so I pointed to my wife and showed her to him. Bathed in the colorful lights of the ballroom, my wife stood out even more. Her long, white neck, bare back, and slender legs were captivating, and her long, golden hair flowed gracefully with her movements.

Santa Claus glanced at my beautiful wife and said to me, "I reckon your wish will come true tonight."

"Ha, if wishes like that could come true, pigs could fly," I muttered dismissively, emerging from the small tent. I didn't believe anyone could magically transform my penis into a ten-inch one tonight.

The party was lively and enthusiastic, and I quickly forgot about Santa Claus and what he had said to me. After dancing a few songs with Sudi, we sat down to rest for a while. Then, when the band started playing again, a black colleague of mine named Marcus came over and invited my wife to dance. She looked at me, seeking my opinion. I waved to her and said, "Go ahead, have fun."

I sat at the table, drinking and watching my wife dance with the tall Black man. They were such contrasting dance partners; Sudy's fair skin and long blonde hair contrasted sharply with Marcus's dark skin and towering height of 1.85 meters. The band was playing a slow piece. Marcus held my wife tightly in his arms, swaying her gently. Naturally, Sudy wrapped her arms around his neck, her body pressed tightly against his. They whispered to each other as they swayed, and then I saw them passionately kiss. Marcus's large hands were kneading Sudy's full buttocks, completely oblivious to whether anyone, including me, was watching.

After a few songs, Marcus finally released my wife and pulled her back to my seat. "I want Marcus to fuck me," Sudy said frankly, uttering words that shocked me.

Actually, almost every time my wife and I have sex, I say something like that to liven things up. I'll tell her while I'm fucking her that I want to find a big, thick, long black cock to rape her, and she keeps saying she wants to find other men to fuck her. But we only talk about it; we've never actually done anything about it.

"Okay, okay..." I stammered, "Now...now?" I asked.

"Of course, consider it my Christmas present," Sudi replied, walking hand in hand with Marcus out of the ballroom. I quickly stood up, one hand covering my bulging crotch, and hurried after them, finally catching up with them at the elevator.

Sudi put a hand on my shoulder and said, "Honey, this is the first time I've been with another man, and I'm looking forward to being alone with him. You go back to our room first, I'll be back in a little while."

I didn't know what to say, just staring blankly as they walked into the elevator. Before the elevator doors even closed, the two of them eagerly embraced and kissed passionately.

Back in our room, I sat on the bed, listlessly watching TV, thinking that Sudi should be back in an hour or two. But I waited until midnight, then until dawn, and Sudi still hadn't returned. Later, I don't know when I fell asleep, but a phone call woke me up. I looked at my watch; it was already past 9 a.m.

I answered the phone, and it was Sudi's voice on the other end, "Hello, darling, how are you? Come to room 243 right now, I'm here."

"Okay, okay..." I hung up the phone, thinking that if Marcus was there too, they would have been together for 10 hours. I quickly washed my face and rushed to the room. Sudi had shown me the door. I saw that she was completely naked, wrapped in a large sheet, her face flushed, the pleasure of intercourse still lingering.

Entering the room, I heard the sound of a shower running in the bathroom; clearly, Marcus hadn't left and was still taking a shower. My wife pulled me to sit on the disheveled bed, the sheets stained with both male and female secretions.

"You saw it all, do you regret it?" Sudi asked.

"No, no regrets. You…you know what? Last night, after watching you and Marcus leave, I went back to our room and masturbated while imagining you and him doing it. I ejaculated twice," I replied.

"That's good. I don't regret it either. Marcus is a really good lover; his penis is a full 10 inches long, thick, long, and powerful," Sudi said happily.

Hearing her words, I suddenly remembered my conversation with Santa Claus last night and my wish. Although I hadn't expected this to happen, finding my wife a 10-inch-long, big black penis, giving me a big green hat for Christmas, would be a perfect ending to the company's Christmas party.

It seems Santa Claus really is prescient and omnipotent!

A week later, on the eve of Christmas Eve, I saw Marcus again. I had heard that he had boasted to many colleagues about how he had slept with my wife several times after the Christmas party, but I knew in my heart that he and my wife hadn't seen each other since that night. At first, he seemed a little embarrassed when he saw me, unsure how I would react to his praise. Later, when I told him that I didn't mind what he had said, Marcus immediately felt much more relaxed.

“No problem, Marcus. I also know you’ve called my wife a few times trying to ask her out, and I don’t mind. To be honest, I’d let you two fuck again.” I said generously, patting him on the shoulder.

“Oh, that’s great, thank you so much, brother. I was worried about spending Christmas alone.” Marcus replied.

“What? Aren’t you going home? Spending Christmas alone?… Well then, how about you spend it with us? My wife and I aren’t spending it with our relatives, we’ll just celebrate at home.”

“Sure, sure, I’ll come to your house on Christmas Eve, stay for two days, and leave on Monday morning, is that okay?”

“No problem, it’s settled.” I shook hands with him and said goodbye.

I called Sudi and told her that we would be spending Christmas with a guest. At first, she was a little unhappy, but when she heard that the guest was Marcus, whom she liked very much, she immediately shouted with joy. When I got home from my evening shift, I found that Sudi had cleaned the house spotless and had even made an appointment with the hairdresser at the salon to get her hair

done. The next day, Christmas Eve, I didn't go to work because Sudi was busy getting her hair done and asked me to clean the guest room and prepare the bedding for Marcus to stay. However, after I made the clean sheets, I suddenly remembered that the small bed in the guest room was meant for me.

Around dusk, Marcus arrived. Since Sudi hadn't returned from her hair appointment yet, we sat in the living room chatting and drinking beer. About an hour later, Sudi rushed in carrying two large bags. Seeing Marcus, she screamed and threw herself into his arms. They immediately kissed, and I could see their tongues swirling inside each other's mouths.

After a few minutes, their lips finally parted, but they remained embracing. Sudi, her face flushed, turned to me and asked, "Have you tidied up the guest room?"

"Yes, I have."

"Then... how about you sleep in the guest room for the next few days? Do you mind if Marcus and I sleep in our big bed?" Sudi asked, not surprising me.

"Okay." What could I say? Could I refuse? I told them to go to the master bedroom first, then carried Marcus's bag and followed them into the master bedroom. Then I took out the clothes and other items I needed for the next few days from the closet and took them to the guest room. As I walked from the guest room past the master bedroom to the living room, I heard the lewd moans of a man and a woman and the thuds of flesh colliding. I knew I would hear these sounds frequently in the coming days.

Downstairs in the kitchen, I hurriedly prepared dinner and was about to call Sudi and Marcus when I heard their footsteps coming down the stairs. Sudi must have bought a lot of cosmetics and clothes; she looked incredibly beautiful. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and her bright red dress was perfect for the festive Christmas atmosphere, though it was a bit too sheer; I could see she was only wearing a thong.

During dinner, Sudi practically sat on Marcus's lap, always holding her knife and fork with only one hand. I pretended to drop my fork and bent down to pick it up, seeing my wife's other hand inside Marcus's pants, stroking his large penis.

That night, they finally allowed me to watch them have sex, watching Marcus's 10-inch penis thrust and pound inside my wife's vagina—something I could never do. I will never forget that scene, Marcus's thick, black penis covered in my wife's vaginal fluids, gleaming like a sword as it pierced through her vagina, bringing her one orgasm after another. What shamed me was that, under Marcus's lewd power, Sudi cried out in joy, thanking him for the unprecedentedly stimulating orgasm he had given her, and shouted to him, "Darling, I love you, Marcus!"

Sudi's vulva must have been treated at a beauty salon; her pubic hair was neatly shaved, leaving her bare vulva white and delicate, her bright red labia as if painted with lipstick. I knew she had meticulously prepared for her date with her lover, something she had never done for me before. Watching my beautiful wife being wantonly violated by a tall, muscular black man on my wedding bed, I was overwhelmed with excitement and, as they reached their climax, I also ejaculated onto a tissue.

Afterwards, Sudi got up and kissed the thick penis that had been thrusting in her vagina, then turned to me and said, "Okay, be a good girl and go rest in the guest room. Remember to close the door when you leave."

I knew I was now unwanted, so I reluctantly left the master bedroom, lay down on the bed in the guest room, and slowly fell asleep amidst the sounds of lovemaking next door.

The next morning, I brought the coffee I had made to the master bedroom and saw my wife lying naked in the arms of her lover, Marcus, lazily stroking his semi-erect, thick penis. I thought, for a cuckolded husband like me, this must be the best Christmas present.

As I was preparing breakfast, Sudi came downstairs into the kitchen and hugged me from behind. "Are you alright, darling?" she asked with concern.

"I'm fine, darling," I replied, without asking if Marcus was already up.

“I want to ask you a question… I love you, I really love you so much, I don’t want to leave you, so I feel it’s unfair to let another man share the woman who should only belong to you. Tell me, should I only have sex with my husband, but not get satisfaction from his little penis, or should I let another man’s big penis bring me unprecedented pleasure?”

I was about to speak when she stopped me, continuing, “You need to think carefully before answering, because whichever you approve of, it can’t be changed.”

I smiled and replied, “I really haven’t thought about this seriously. Before answering your question, please answer me first, do you love Marcus?”

Sudi looked into my eyes and softly replied, “I think I do love him.”

“If that’s the case, I think your vagina will be torn apart by Marcus’s big penis sooner or later,” I replied jokingly.

After breakfast, we exchanged Christmas gifts. Marcus gave Sudi a fashionable diamond ring, which she wore on the ring finger of her right hand. Seeing this, I said to her, "Given our conversation, I have some advice for you."

Sudi didn't understand what I meant and looked at me suspiciously. I walked up to her, took the diamond ring Marcus had given her from her right hand, then took off her wedding ring from her left ring finger, put the diamond ring Marcus had given her on the finger where she would normally wear her wedding ring, and then put the wedding ring on her right ring finger.

Sudi smiled as I switched the two rings back and forth, so now the ring on her left hand looked like an engagement ring, her engagement ring with Marcus. That way, when strangers came to my house, they would think Sudi and Marcus were a couple, and I was just a guest.

That evening, before Sudi and Marcus were getting ready to go to the master bedroom, Sudi slipped a small paper bag into my hand. Marcus smiled and said it was a belated Christmas present for me from the two of them; he must have known what was in the bag.

Back in the guest room, I sat on the bed and opened the paper bag. Inside were the birth control pills Sudi had been taking. Listening to the frenzied sounds of lovemaking next door and the New Year's bells outside, I knew this new year was destined to be extraordinary for me. In this year, my wife Sudi and her lover Marcus would give me their child as a special gift. Thinking of this, I screamed and frantically pumped my penis, ejaculating my first load of semen of the new year into the Christmas neon lights outside the window!

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