Temptation of the Wife

I rushed to a fast food restaurant near the station, but it was packed because it was lunchtime. A slightly thin but capable-looking young man caught my eye in the distance. Although I had video-called him, just to be safe, I dialed the number Xiao Zhang had left the night before

. Seeing the young man frantically searching for his phone, I was sure it was him. I hung up and walked over to him.

"Xiao Zhang?"

"Ah? Yes! Yes! You are…Big Brother?" he hurriedly replied, a little flustered.

"Hehe, it's me. Sorry to keep you waiting." I apologized and gestured for him to sit down.

"Have you eaten?" I asked.

He quickly replied, "I just had a hamburger. Um... Brother, you should have some too."

"I've already eaten. The kids need to rest at noon, so we usually eat early." Seeing his hesitation, I smiled and explained, "Your sister-in-law has to take care of the kids, so she won't be picking you up for now. Have you booked the hotel? She'll come directly to the hotel to see you after the kids start school."

"Oh... I've already booked the hotel, a budget chain." He told me the hotel address as he spoke. I saw it was very close by, so I said, "Let's go to the hotel then." We then went to the hotel together.

Although I stay in hotels when I'm on business trips, they're usually business hotels, and I've never stayed in a chain hotel before. When I entered this chain hotel, I found the conditions to be very basic. The room was small, and the soundproofing was terrible.

Xiao Zhang noticed my displeasure and quickly explained, "Brother Yi, I'm sorry. I booked it online; I didn't know you weren't satisfied."

Xiao Zhang had told me on QQ that he had only been working for a few years, and I believed his financial situation wasn't very good. But staying in a hotel like this really didn't feel right to me. Although my wife isn't wealthy, doing such things in a hotel like this did feel somewhat disrespectful to her. I regretted letting him decide on the hotel so hastily, thinking it was for his financial sake.

Seeing Xiao Zhang's disappointed expression, as if he thought there was no future, I thought for a moment and said to him, "Let's change hotels and cancel this one." Xiao Zhang hesitated a bit, so I continued, "I'm a local, I'll find it, and I'll cover the cost."

Xiao Zhang still hesitated, I don't know if he wanted to be polite or something, he just stood there for a while. I smiled and pushed him out of the room, urging him to check out at the front desk.

At another hotel, I used Xiao Zhang's ID to check in and went into the room. Although it wasn't very luxurious, it was quiet and comfortable, the carpet and heavy curtains gave a sense of security and privacy. The semi-circular sofa chair was very relaxing.

Xiao Zhang looked at the hotel and was quite satisfied. Actually, this kind of hotel was only 20-30% more expensive than chain hotels, but the feeling was completely different.

Xiao Zhang boiled water and made a cup of tea, and we sat down to chat.

The young man was shrewd and capable, very ambitious, and had a wide range of interests, leaving a good impression on me. We chatted happily. His only shortcoming was his stinginess with money. Understandable, given his short working experience and the early stages of his career.

Before I knew it, it was almost three o'clock, and I wondered why my wife hadn't called yet. So I called her to ask why she hadn't come over. She seemed a little flustered, saying the child was at school, but she still had to go to work to report for a meeting that afternoon.

I knew this was just an excuse. Although she had enthusiastically expressed her willingness to have a threesome last night, now that it was actually happening, she seemed a little lost and instinctively wanted to avoid it.

Xiao Zhang was a little worried and said insincerely, "Brother, it's okay if your wife isn't ready…we'll have another chance next time…"

I smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, she'll come."

I left the room and called my wife again, clearly telling her that since I had promised, I should keep my word; besides, she might not even like me. My wife hesitated for a moment and said she would come over later.

Back in the room, Xiao Zhang was still a little worried, saying, "If my sister-in-law doesn't want to, then forget it..."

I told him she had agreed to come, and Xiao Zhang was a little excited, "Really?" I smiled and nodded.

But after a while, he became worried again: "What if my sister-in-law doesn't like me?"

"Don't worry, when she arrives, go to the lobby to meet her. If she meets your standards, take her upstairs. At that point, even if she doesn't want to, even if it's rape, I still guarantee you can do it once. Of course, if you don't like her, I hope you'll be a gentleman, pretend you didn't see anything, come upstairs and tell me, and I'll come downstairs and take her away."

Xiao Zhang nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, brother, I know what to do."

"However, if the party hasn't officially started by the time you come in, to avoid any awkwardness, we definitely can't do it in the afternoon. You should get to know each other first, have dinner, and then the party can begin. To ensure everyone has a good time, I'll leave for a short while to create opportunities for you to chat and get to know each other privately."

"Finally, I want to reiterate that although I already mentioned in the QQ message that I would be taking photos of this gathering, you cannot. The photos belong to us, and you cannot take a single one. Of course, I guarantee these photos will only be used for our memories, and I will not post any online or for any other purpose without your permission. Although this request is a bit domineering, I hope you can understand." I solemnly reminded Xiao Zhang again.

He nodded and said, "I trust your older brother! I understand what you mean. In terms of risk, you and your wife are definitely riskier than me, a single man. I believe you will handle it properly."

Just as we were discussing the gathering arrangements and precautions, my wife called to say she had arrived.

Xiao Zhang was a little excited and hurriedly stood up to go out and greet her. I chuckled and asked him, "Have you seen her before? Do you know who she is? Why are you rushing to greet her like this?"

Xiao Zhang smiled sheepishly. After I told him what my wife was wearing, to prevent any accidents, I had Xiao Zhang put his backpack in the closet before he rushed out of the room to greet her.

Previously, to ensure privacy and to ensure satisfaction after the meeting, I hadn't let my wife video chat with him, and I hadn't even bothered to remember Xiao Zhang's name. Mainly, I've always been very confident in my wife's temperament, looks, and figure. At the same time, I also know the type of man my wife likes.

Sure enough, a little while later, the doorbell rang, and they came into the room.

I smiled and introduced my wife to Xiao Zhang. Xiao Zhang was clearly very satisfied, occasionally stealing glances at my wife, excitedly chattering away. My wife, blushing, sat quietly on the edge of the bed, listening to Xiao Zhang and me ramble on. Occasionally, she would catch my gaze and hurriedly look away, not saying a word.

While Xiao Zhang went to the bathroom, I pulled my wife aside and whispered, "How do you feel about him?" My wife just smiled shyly and said, "No way!"

I reached under my wife's skirt and was startled. While I wouldn't say it was overflowing with moisture, it was certainly quite wet. It had been a long time since she'd been this wet.

My wife struggled to free her hands. I held up my fingers, which were covered in a clear, sticky substance, and asked, "No? What's this?"

"Ugh... let go of me! He'll be out soon, it'll be bad if he sees..." My wife broke free from my embrace and sat back down on the edge of the bed.

I glanced up and saw Xiao Zhang standing at the bathroom door. He beckoned me over and asked, "Does your wife agree?"

I asked, "Are you satisfied?"

"Of course! Your wife's figure and looks are amazing!"

"Really? Her breasts aren't very big."

"Hehe. It's normal, not small at all. Her skin is very fair and her legs are long and slender. I really like her! But is she willing to be with me?" Xiao Zhang asked me with some concern.

Suddenly, a mischievous idea popped into my head. I said seriously to Xiao Zhang, "I don't know either. How about this, I'll give you a chance. Last night, I discussed it with her. If she's satisfied with you, I'll find an excuse to leave later. You take off her panties, and she'll let you. You hand them to me, and I'll understand she's willing. If she's not satisfied, she definitely won't let you take them off. In that case, I can only try to get you to do it with her once."

"Ah? Is that so?... If my sister-in-law isn't satisfied, brother, I'll just let it go. Don't force her..." Xiao Zhang said, a little disappointed.

Hmm, not bad, this kid isn't bad, I thought to myself. "To be honest, if you can't even take off a woman's panties, I can only say you're really useless!" I used a bit of reverse psychology. "How about this, I'll call a hostess from a hotel for you."

"No! Brother, I'm sure I can take off my sister-in-law's panties, just don't be angry, brother." Xiao Zhang was getting a little anxious.

"Hehe! Okay, I'll wait for you to bring me your sister-in-law's underwear." I patted his shoulder, then pulled him back to the room.

Back at our seats, I saw Xiao Zhang deliberately brush against my wife's slender legs. My wife quickly pulled her leg back, lowering her head even further. At this point, the conversation started to take a more suggestive turn. My wife blushed even more, completely flustered.

Seeing that it was almost dinnertime, I gave Xiao Zhang a look and said to my wife, "The incense's gone. I'm going out to buy a pack of cigarettes. You chat with Xiao Zhang for a while; I'll be right back." With that, I left the room and strolled into the street.

Three minutes to buy a pack of cigarettes? Thirty minutes?

Walking along the bustling city streets, the bitterness and hormonal surge kept stimulating me. I passed many tobacco and liquor stores, but I completely forgot to go in. My mind was filled with nothing but the image of two mounds of white flesh rolling on the bed and my wife's soft moans. Strangely, the narration focused on the wife's constant resistance, her struggle to uphold her rights as the husband alone…

Until the lanterns were lit, I suddenly snapped out of my reverie. I had been circling the hotel for over an hour.

I knocked on the door, and Xiao Zhang furtively opened it. Seeing me, he grinned. I ignored him and rushed into the room. My wife was curled up on the headboard, head down, knees drawn up, trembling slightly. Her long hair obscured her face, making her expression unreadable. Her clothes were relatively neat, except she wasn't wearing shoes.

I knew she was wearing stockings, and seeing half of her stockinged feet peeking out from under her ankle-length skirt, had this guy failed to remove her underwear? Just as I was wondering, I turned around and saw Xiao Zhang standing in the doorway, secretly taking a pair of white cotton underwear from his pocket, tentatively holding it out in his hand, looking at me with a mixture of smugness and nervousness.

Damn it! That bastard succeeded. My blood rushed to my head, and my mind raced, wondering if my wife had already been... well, you know...

I paused, composed myself, and said to them, "It's getting late, let's go, it's time for dinner."

Xiao Zhang hurriedly agreed, rushing to the bedside to help my wife. Damn! This guy is really something else! He's already taken her, and now he's taking over my job too? I opened the door, annoyed, and saw Xiao Zhang holding my wife's foot. My wife struggled slightly, then let him help her put on her high heels, and we walked out of the room together.

Fine! That's it for me now. I slammed the door shut and followed him downstairs.

When we arrived at our usual seafood restaurant, Xiao Zhang, unusually, ordered a private room. Even though it was a small room, it still felt strange with the three of us sitting there.

All the way there, my mind was filled with images of Xiao Zhang peeling off my wife's pantyhose, taking off her underwear, and then... well, I hadn't even recovered yet.

It wasn't until Xiao Zhang cautiously asked me, "Brother, what do you think we should eat?" that I realized what was going on. After ordering a few inexpensive dishes that my wife liked, Xiao Zhang seemed like a different person. He took the menu and ordered a more expensive dish.

I didn't have time to deal with this guy showing off. Only now did I have a chance to see my wife's expression clearly. She was obviously still not calm. When she saw me looking at her, her face turned even redder. She hurriedly avoided my gaze, nervously tugging at her skirt every now and then, as if trying to hide something.

Suddenly, I felt this scene was very familiar. It felt like a long time ago, after I had succeeded in my lover's room at her house, she had the same expression in front of her parents. I suddenly realized that I hadn't seen her so shy in a long time.

Finally, she couldn't stand my gaze anymore and got up to go to the restroom.

Xiao Zhang hurriedly said, "I'll go with you..."

I quickly stopped him, saying, "Brother, she's going to the women's restroom. What's wrong with you? Tired of being a man? Want to try gender reassignment surgery?" With that, I got up and walked with my wife towards the door. Behind me, I heard Xiao Zhang's soft, resentful voice remind me, "Brother, turn right after you go out; that's the hospital for gender reassignment surgery..."

Finding a quiet spot, I reached up and lifted my skirt, peering inside—damn! There really weren't any underwear. My wife, both embarrassed and angry, pushed me away, softly scolding, "What are you doing? There are so many people..."

"What am I doing? I'm like an artilleryman in the mess hall, wearing a green hat, carrying a black pot while watching others fire cannons. Can't I even check if my wife's pink fungus has been eaten by someone else?"

"Well, you asked me to come, and now... maybe we should just stop and go home..." My wife blushed. She was getting a little angry.

"Hehe, I didn't do anything. I just wanted to ask you, did he eat your dried black fungus?" Seeing that she was a little unhappy, I quickly explained with a grin, "Don't torture me, just tell me what he did after I left. I'm so depressed, didn't you notice? This guy doesn't treat himself like an outsider at all!"

My wife hesitated for a while before saying, "Not long after you left, he went out too. I really thought he didn't like me, and I was happily planning to go home together when you came back. Who knew..." Not long after, he came back, took an orange out of the bag, and I was wondering if he was up to some weird trick like you. But after he peeled it, he asked if I wanted some. Of course, I refused. Then he pulled me into his arms and tried to feed me. I was so scared…”

My wife said, watching my expression. Seeing that I didn't react, she continued, “I was caught off guard and fell into his arms. I struggled to get up, only to find that he was too strong to get away.”

“You got off him that easily?” I was completely jealous.

“No, really! I struggled desperately, but he was like a bull. Didn't you promise that if I didn't agree, he wouldn't force me? But…” My wife asked, feeling wronged.

"Well... all I can say is that you're incredibly charming, and he couldn't resist..." I explained, "No wonder, look at what you're wearing today. The neckline of your top is so low, revealing your shoulders, and you can even vaguely see your bra underneath. The skirt is long, but the fitted waist design perfectly accentuates your figure. Especially those jade-like feet encased in sheer flesh-colored stockings, paired with black high heels—who wouldn't be tempted?" I complimented my wife.

"Go away... you smooth talker!" my wife laughed and scolded, "You're an old woman, and you're still tempted?"

"Wait a minute, why are your stockings so transparent? Aren't they the ones you brought?"

"Um... he bought them when he went out."

Damn! What did this guy buy?

"And then? Get to the point! Are you trying to kill me with suspense?" I urged my wife to continue.

My wife blushed again and remained silent for a long time. I got impatient and raised my fist as if to hit her. She chuckled and said, "I was wondering if I should yell for help if he... but then he took off my clothes and took my underwear. I panicked and demanded he give it back, but he wouldn't listen. He said he'd give it back to me, but I had to give it to him... Of course, I wouldn't do that! Seeing my firm stance, he said he'd give it back if I let him touch it for a while, so I..." "

He touched you? He touched everything?"

"Hmm..."

"He didn't do it to you?" I was a little disappointed and a little happy, but also a little angry. This kid, I said I was creating an opportunity for you two to get to know each other and chat, not that you were in such a hurry.

Although I said I'd have him take off his wife's underwear, I didn't mean for him to take advantage of her! Damn it! He was planning to play a prank on his wife, but he ended up getting her involved so early.

"No!" My wife saw my face change and answered very seriously and firmly.

"Let's go home, honey, I'm really scared!" My wife started to worry.

Looking at my wife's anxious eyes, I hesitated and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

My wife lowered her eyes and said softly, "I'm afraid I really did it... and then you'll have an excuse not to want me anymore..."

I put my arm around her shoulder, didn't say anything, and pulled her back to the private room.

Xiao Zhang was playing with his chopsticks in his hand, feeling bored. When he saw us come in, he hurriedly and attentively pulled out a chair for my wife and helped her sit down. When he saw his wife looking like she was about to cry, he froze.

For a moment, he didn't understand what was going on. He tentatively looked at me with his eyes, asking, "It's nothing, she was just scared by you."

Xiao Zhang scratched his head, smiling sheepishly, and asked, "Brother, is your wife angry?"

I winked at him and deliberately asked seriously, "What did you do?"

"Nothing, I was just a little impatient..." He seemed to understand, and hurriedly took his wife's underwear out of his pocket, handing it to me while saying, "Brother, I really didn't mean to. Your wife is really beautiful, I don't know what came over me, I just got carried away..."

His wife saw him handing her underwear to me, feeling both ashamed and angry, and insisted on taking it back. I smiled and put the underwear in my pocket.

His wife panicked and got up to leave, but Xiao Zhang quickly grabbed her, saying, "Sister-in-law, don't be angry. I was wrong, okay? You're really charming. When I saw you in the hotel lobby, I couldn't believe my luck. I was immediately aroused. I wanted to hug you in the elevator, but I didn't dare..."

This guy was really good at sweet-talking. His wife was embarrassed and ashamed, pushing him away and pleading with me for help. Just as I was about to intervene, the waiter brought the food, and his wife finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Under Xiao Zhang's sweet words and flattery, although they didn't order any alcohol, the meal was quite relaxed. His wife was often amused by Xiao Zhang, sometimes blushing, sometimes giggling, and the atmosphere became increasingly harmonious. Damn! Why do I feel like an outsider?

After leaving the seafood restaurant, I went to the parking lot to get the car. His wife originally wanted to sit in the passenger seat as usual, but Xiao Zhang pulled her to the back seat. I felt this would allow Xiao Zhang and his wife to communicate more and ease her tension, so I decided not to rush back to the hotel. Instead, I drove around introducing the local customs and culture.

We got out of the car at a scenic spot. Xiao Zhang, gazing at his wife's slender back with envy, said to me, "Brother, I really envy you, marrying such a wonderful wife. How could you bear to part with her...? If it were me, I would never share her with anyone!"

I lit a cigarette and slowly told him this.

I don't know when it started, but perhaps due to work pressure and the children's lives and studies, my wife has silently supported my work and diligently managed our home all these years. Finally, my job stabilized, and our children started school.

One day, as a special guest, I attended a private wives' club gathering organized by a partner from another city. I was surprised to discover that life could be lived in another way. This way might violate the traditional morality and laws we've known since childhood, but it also highlights the human nature's pursuit of happiness.

It satisfies a man's vanity, possessiveness, and sense of accomplishment, while also highlighting the wife's love of beauty, her desire for recognition and care from her husband, and her confidence and satisfaction that "your husband doesn't want me, there are plenty of other men who can pursue me." Even a little jealousy can strengthen the marriage and family.

This is a game for responsible, confident, and courageous people. Participating in moderation, like with sex toys, can spice up the marriage, increase intimacy, and make the marriage more fulfilling. However, those who participate purely for sexual stimulation, with morbid voyeuristic motives, or for other purposes should not and should avoid it. At best, it can lead to divorce and family breakdown; at worst, it can result in psychological distortion and a life of mental illness, making it difficult to live a normal, zombie-like existence.

That day, when I saw my wife and I return home, busy in the kitchen preparing my favorite dishes, I suddenly realized that my wife's back view was still the same as when we were dating—her slender waist and long, straight, snow-white legs were still so beautiful.

After dinner, my wife, as usual, made me a cup of tea, arranged for the children to take a bath, and got ready for bed

. Turning around, she saw me staring at her and said with a half-smile, half-tsk, "What are you staring at? Don't you recognize me?" I didn't say anything, just gently pulled her into my arms and showed her a marital novel I had just downloaded. She curled up in my arms, first surprised, then giggling, and then quietly reading. I could clearly feel her trembling with excitement in my arms from time to time…

Finally, she didn't want to read anymore, her face flushed, and she coaxed me to go to sleep.

Perhaps stimulated by the article, my wife wasn't as reserved as usual; even after the passion subsided, she still clung to me, unwilling to let go. I gently brushed aside a strand of long hair damp with sweat from her face, observing my wife. People say time is a cruel mistress, and perhaps that's true in other people's eyes, but my wife really hadn't changed much, except that if you looked closely, there were indeed faint wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

I sighed softly, and my wife, noticing my subtle unease, asked anxiously, "Honey, did I not do it well? Did you not enjoy it enough?"

I laughed, "No! It was very comfortable. I'm just wondering how long it's been since we've had something like this."

My wife carefully observed my expression, looking at me with suspicion, unsure how to answer.

That night, we talked like that, from dating to marriage and having children. From marriage to sex, from morality to clubs, threesomes, partner swapping, we talked, then did it, then talked again… until dawn.

Later, when I teased her about her seduction that night, she blushed but wouldn't admit it, thinking it was just because I was back from a business trip and absence made the heart grow fonder.

In the days that followed, we often discussed this topic, and with her tacit approval, we gradually began to experiment, culminating in our actions today.

After listening, Xiao Zhang remained silent for a long time before saying, "Brother, I understand... Actually, you only came to me because you see me as a toy..."

I chuckled and said, "As a single man, your participation in this game between us couples is firstly an affirmation of your previous chats on QQ. Your arrival, and the arrangement for your sister-in-law to chat and play with you, is not only to facilitate communication between you, but also a sign of respect. So this respect is mutual. You even bought some small gifts for your sister-in-law; although they weren't expensive, at least you won her favor and eliminated any awkwardness." "

Although you seemed a bit impulsive, your flattery still made your sister-in-law happy. As a single man, only by respecting yourself can you respect someone else's wife. Couples looking for single men aren't looking for toys. Those single men who boast about their size and duration already see themselves as toys and certainly won't earn the respect of couples."

"The logic is simple: can your size and duration surpass those of sex toys or silicone? Some single men shamelessly beg for a one-night stand, believing it to be sincerity and devotion, which is utterly disrespectful to themselves. Most despicable are a few single men who fantasize about their husbands being inadequate, that they bear the responsibility of saving all wives, that they'll meet a rich woman, and not only have her in their arms, but also gain both wealth and sex. Sigh! Let them find that in their fantasy novels. As for those perverted single men who only want photos and videos to voyeurize and fantasize, who have the desire but not the courage, their psychology is pathological; let's not even mention them."

Seeing Xiao Zhang remain silent, I continued, "You made us feel like you're a friend. Actually, finding a married couple, from an economic perspective, costs more for food, lodging, and travel expenses than eating fast food on the street, but what you get is a couple's warm hospitality and mutual respect. Perhaps we won't keep in touch afterward. But this experience is unforgettable for both of us."

Xiao Zhang nodded. We discussed the relationship between married couples and single men along the way, understanding each other's feelings.

Before we knew it, we had reached the halfway point of the mountain. Although it was late summer, the wind blowing from the quiet mountainside was still a bit chilly. Xiao Zhang considerately took off his coat and draped it over his wife. Well, this guy has completely taken over all my work. But I'm happy to be an observer, watching the spring blossoms in the city.

Xiao Zhang hesitated as he walked to my side, murmuring, "Brother, I want to sit here with my wife for a while, what do you think...?"

What the heck? Damn! What does he take me for? I've been a driver and tour guide for half the day, oh! Now that you two are so deeply in love, you think I'm in the way? How frustrating…

I had no choice but to walk to

a spot where I could see them. An inappropriate line from a Peking Opera song popped into my head: "I stand on the city wall, admiring the scenery…" Xiao Zhang was sitting with his wife on a small patch of flat grass. At first, she politely tried to avoid his embrace, but later, I don't know how he did it, but slowly her head rested on his shoulder. Although I couldn't see his subtle movements, the bright moonlight revealed that her long skirt had been pulled up, making her slender, white legs appear even whiter.

I knew she wasn't wearing underwear; every tremor in her body was clearly caused by Xiao Zhang's restless hands. Years ago, when I was dating my wife, that scene in the secluded park was replaying in my mind. I closed my eyes, and I could still see my wife's shy, alluring expression. And now, that alluring shyness was being admired by another man. At that moment, a sour feeling welled up inside me…

The city's hustle and bustle slowly faded, and I knew the long-awaited moment was approaching. I deliberately walked loudly to their side, and my wife hurriedly pulled up her clothes to cover half of her exposed breasts, her crotch completely exposed. She hurriedly stood up, smoothed her hair with her hand, and quickly hid behind me, clinging to my arm in a fawning manner, her blush still lingering.

On the way down the mountain, I ignored my wife's objections and, in front of Xiao Zhang, roughly touched my wife's genitals. Holy crap! The flow of water was like a disaster relief effort.

When we arrived at the parking lot, my wife actually took the initiative to sit in the back seat without the slightest hesitation. I was stunned!

To ease the tension, I continued to introduce the local customs. At first, Xiao Zhang kept making small talk, but after a while, I felt my wife's leg occasionally bumping against the back of my seat. Damn rearview mirror, you can't see anything in the back at night, but I knew in my heart that Xiao Zhang's hand hadn't been idle.

I remained silent. Aside from the occasional tremor when my wife nudged my seat back with her leg, I could slowly hear her suppressed breathing in the car.

Back in the hotel room, no one seemed quite sure what to do. Xiao Zhang busied himself adjusting the air conditioning, while my wife sat timidly on the edge of the bed, watching TV absentmindedly. I pretended to be serious, sipping my tea.

Xiao Zhang couldn't hold back any longer. He reluctantly sat down on the sofa next to me, ingratiatingly refilling my cup with water. Hmph! Now he knows I'm here?!

I wanted to tease Xiao Zhang a little longer, but glancing at my watch, it was almost midnight. So I went to my wife, picked up the remote, turned the volume down slightly, and said, "Let's take a shower and get ready to rest, okay?"

My wife immediately blushed again and whispered, "Let's go back. It's so late, I wonder how the baby is?" Ugh! Even at this hour, she's backing down? Sister, can we stop pretending to be cute?

My wife got up and walked towards the shower. To me, she looked like a female martyr from a 60s or 70s movie going to her execution. I couldn't help but laugh. My wife turned around and glared at me fiercely before going into the shower. A moment later, I heard the sound of running water.

Xiao Zhang looked at me excitedly. I knew what he wanted to do, but I wouldn't tell him; I'd let him suffer. Xiao Zhang finally couldn't hold back any longer. He tentatively asked, "Brother, should we get your wife some clothes?"

"No need, she didn't bring any pajamas."

Xiao Zhang said disappointedly, "Oh!"

At that moment, I wanted to play a prank on my wife. I walked to the shower room door and knocked. My wife asked nervously, "Who is it? What do you want?"

I said, "It's me, I just need to pee." Then I pushed the door open and came in.

My wife nervously covered her chest with a towel, only relaxing when she saw it was me. "Couldn't you have waited a moment?" she scolded. I continued showering, and while she wasn't looking, I took out all her clothes, including her underwear and skirt. Heh, let's see how she gets out of there.

When Xiao Zhang saw me take my wife's clothes, he immediately understood and grinned. I gestured for him to be quiet. Xiao Zhang quickly took the clothes and put them away, then said shamelessly in a low voice, "Brother, your wife is showering alone, she can't really scrub her back. How about I take the blame and be her back-scrubbing master?"

"You can do that?" I rolled my eyes at him.

"Don't look down on me, this back-scrubbing skill is a family tradition. My dad has been scrubbing my mom's back since she was little. And now it's passed down to my generation. I was hoping to show off my skills when I got married, but I haven't had the chance yet. Today, I'm using it on your wife; it's a burst of my helpful nature!" Xiao Zhang said earnestly, his face thick with shamelessness. For a moment, I really couldn't tell if he was telling the truth.

"Go away, go away... Stop talking nonsense and go do what you're supposed to do..." I waved him away, and the guy, hearing this, happily started taking off—no, I should say immediately ripping off his clothes—saying, "Thanks, bro..." and rushed into the bathroom without looking back.

Until my wife screamed "Ah!", I hadn't even reacted. When did I agree to let this kid scrub her back? I clearly told him to go somewhere cool and stay there. Is this guy really stupid or just pretending?

I knew the curtain had risen on the event, and the surge of adrenaline made me feel dizzy. I grabbed my camera, hesitated for a moment, and then rushed in after her.

The shower water cascaded over my wife's struggling, smooth, delicate body, while Xiao Zhang held her tightly from behind. Seeing me enter, my wife was startled at first, then helplessly pleaded with me, "Quickly, get him out of here..."

After the initial dizziness, I had forgotten my husband's mission; the scene before me only fueled my primal male arousal. I raised my camera and snapped several pictures.

My wife desperately tried to avoid the camera while using her other hand to push Xiao Zhang away, but her hand grasped his already erect penis. She quickly let go, unsure how to push Xiao Zhang away, and pleaded, "Not here, okay?... "

Xiao Zhang seized the opportunity, saying, "Sister-in-law, don't be nervous, I'm just rubbing your back. Just don't move, I promise I won't do anything to you!"

"You mean it!" Seeing that I remained silent, my wife placed her hopes on Xiao Zhang, slowly ceasing her struggles, covering her face with her hands to avoid my camera, letting Xiao Zhang's hands roam freely over her body.

At first, Xiao Zhang pretended to apply shower gel to his wife's back, but soon his hand reached her small but firm breasts. His wife tried to stop him, but quickly realized it was futile and let him continue.

Seeing that his wife no longer objected, Xiao Zhang's left hand continued to caress her breasts, while his right hand moved towards her lower abdomen. His wife desperately squeezed her legs together, whispering, "No..." while continuing to try to stop Xiao Zhang. However, the shower gel's lubrication exceeded her expectations, and her defenses were quickly breached.

Waves of thrilling pleasure surged through her clitoris, causing her to gasp softly. Her tightly pressed thighs slowly loosened, and she leaned back against Xiao Zhang. Xiao Zhang kissed his wife's cheek while increasing the speed of his hand movements.

My wife had lost all her initial reserve, using her remaining rationality to suppress her moans. She leaned her head back against Xiao Zhang's shoulder, her long neck and protruding breasts forming a beautiful arc. Her flat stomach contracted and heaved with the movements of Xiao Zhang's hands. And somehow, her hand had already grasped Xiao Zhang's penis, unconsciously stroking it…

Finally, her abdomen jerked upwards, her long, white legs straightened, and with a soft moan she could no longer suppress, she trembled for a moment before collapsing limply onto Xiao Zhang. I knew my wife had reached her climax.

After a while, she arched her back, weakly supporting herself against the wall, letting out a soft gasp. Xiao Zhang lovingly embraced his wife from behind again, his erect penis rubbing against her buttocks…

This cool… besides the lustful couple, it also aroused my blood. I quietly closed the bathroom door, half-reclined on the bed, lit a cigarette, and tried to calm myself. But all I could think of were those long, taut, trembling legs…

My wife, wrapped in a large bath towel, soon came out. Although she had searched for clothes for a while without success, a blush, whether from the hot water or the afterglow of passion, still lingered on her face beneath her wet hair.

She stood by the bed, half-shy and half-angry, searching for her clothes. The large bath towel couldn't cover her at all; her already pert buttocks swayed incessantly before my eyes. I threw away my cigarette, pulled her into my arms, and began to grope between her legs. Her clean genitals exuded the lingering scent of shower gel, and the slit beneath her slightly protruding clitoris was moist and slippery.

My wife hooked her arms around my neck, her eyes half-closed, searching for my lips. I kissed—no!—fiercely, biting and nibbling at my wife's rosy lips. After a soft "Mmm..." from my wife, her tongue, which had initially been avoiding mine, hesitantly slipped into my mouth. She furrowed her brow slightly, enduring my rough biting and the vigorous rubbing of her lower body.

As I calmed down and began to kiss her gently, she murmured softly in my ear, "Husband...don't feel sorry for me...however you want to release...I'm willing...as long as you like it..."

A wave of emotion washed over me. I gently stroked my wife's face, and she nestled her head against my chest, her arms wrapped tightly around my waist...

Xiao Zhang had somehow entered, standing beside me in only his underwear. My wife, embarrassed, quickly stood up, straightening her towel and reaching for her clothes to change in the bathroom. Xiao Zhang snatched them away, grinning mischievously, refusing to give them to her. Helpless, my wife wrapped herself in the towel and went to the bathroom to dry her wet hair.

Xiao Zhang scratched his head sheepishly and asked softly, "Brother, later, would you like to...?"

I hesitated for a moment and said, "You should enjoy yourself tonight. I'll just be an observer. I'll only take photos, nothing else!"

Xiao Zhang was a little surprised and looked at me in disbelief, "Then... can I go without a condom?"

"Absolutely not!" I answered firmly. "For your safety, and for my wife's safety. Condoms are a must!"

Looking at Xiao Zhang's disappointed eyes, I understood his feelings very well. But there was actually a deeper thought, which I didn't tell him. I always had a feeling that as long as his semen didn't enter his wife's body, it was as if his wife had never truly been possessed by him.

His wife lingered inside for a long time, and finally, under our urging, she reluctantly came out of the bathroom, sat down next to me shyly, and grabbed my arm tightly with both hands, unable to be pushed away. Xiao Zhang sat awkwardly on the other bed, not knowing what to do.

I got up and gently pushed my wife next to Xiao Zhang. Xiao Zhang tried to pull her wrists away several times, but couldn't. I forcefully pried her hands off, turned around, and went back to my own bed, adjusting the camera.

In the lens, my wife, under Xiao Zhang's caresses, had her eyes tightly closed. Her slender fingers slowly loosened the towel she was clutching to her chest. As Xiao Zhang slowly removed the towel, her firm, rosy nipples hung on her snow-white breasts. Her fair body trembled slightly under Xiao Zhang's caresses, whether from tension or arousal, I couldn't tell.

Xiao Zhang gently lifted one of my wife's legs, which was hanging over the edge of the bed, and removed her high heels. Under the not-so-dense patch of black hair exposed before my eyes, Xiao Zhang's fingers caressed the slit, and a small, tender red bud occasionally peeked out to steal a glance at me. Her fair and rosy toes were painted with transparent pink nail polish, like five small flowers, sometimes blooming upright, sometimes curling up like blushing smiles.

Xiao Zhang couldn't resist grabbing one of these smiling faces, bending down to sniff it, then taking one into his mouth as if to swallow it whole.

His wife, embarrassed, tried to avoid him, whispering, "No...it's dirty...it tickles..." She accidentally fell onto the bed...

His wife lay on the bed like a naked lamb awaiting slaughter, her long, black hair scattered on the snow-white pillow. One arm covered her eyes, the other seemingly trying to push Xiao Zhang's hand away, but he pressed it firmly against the pillow. Two fleshy nipples, one greedily in Xiao Zhang's mouth, the other he also grasped and squeezed in his hand. Two slender, white thighs struggled weakly beneath Xiao Zhang's thick thighs.

After his wife gave up all her efforts, Xiao Zhang climbed on top of her, continuing to caress her breasts while simultaneously reaching for her genitals. He tried to kiss her, occasionally pressing his genitals, still clad in his underwear, against her, but always keeping her legs pinned down to prevent resistance…

Finally, Xiao Zhang got up, pulled off his underwear, rolled off the bed, and rummaged through his bag for condoms.

His wife slowly opened her eyes, staring at me, a blush spreading across her cheeks. Her delicate, rosy lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

I felt uneasy and excited, like a child who had done something wrong, avoiding her gaze. When Xiao Zhang forcefully parted her tightly closed legs with one of his thighs and entered her body, she let out a soft moan. A mist began to rise from her eyes, slowly closing her eyelids, leaving only her long eyelashes trembling slightly. A single, crystal-clear tear slid down onto her long hair on the pillow…

Xiao Zhang worked diligently, clearly captivated by his wife's body. Whether to demonstrate his prowess or stamina, even after ejaculating, he didn't withdraw, crawling, sitting, lying… repeatedly tormenting his wife for nearly an hour.

Of course, from the several tense and relaxed trembling toes and the suppressed moans, I could see she had reached climax several times. But Xiao Zhang's almost theatrical performance made me both angry and amused.

Finally, exhausted but satisfied, he climbed off his wife, grabbed a few gulps of water from the bedside table, and sat down beside her, still savoring her naked body.

My wife covered her eyes with her arm, embarrassed. Her breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing. Her body was limp and powerless on the bed, allowing us to comment and caress her without restraint.

Xiao Zhang parted my wife's legs. She struggled slightly, but then let us do as we pleased. Under the not-so-dense pubic hair, the once tight slit was slightly open, and two pink labia involuntarily closed and opened, exposed to the orange light of the bedside lamp, appearing even more moist and mysterious.

Xiao Zhang couldn't resist trying to suck on her, but my wife pushed him away forcefully, grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it around herself, and ran to the bathroom without even putting on her shoes properly.

While my wife was in the bathroom, I told Xiao Zhang to sit on the bed opposite mine, handed him a glass of water, and gestured for him to rest for a while.

"She's already showered, it'll be a while," I said sourly after he sat down. "How was it? Is my wife satisfied?"

Xiao Zhang smiled contentedly. "It was great! Bro, your wife is so comfortable! Bro, don't be jealous of me, I'm jealous of you. You can do whatever you want every day, but I can only have her this once. I don't even know if I'll have her again."

Xiao Zhang glanced at me tentatively, and seeing that I had no expression, he sighed and continued, "When I find a wife in the future, I definitely want to find one like your wife..." He savored the memory while glancing greedily toward the bathroom.

I beckoned him closer with my finger and asked, "What method did you use to make my wife so obedient to you?"

Xiao Zhang initially seemed nervous, slowly leaning closer. But when I asked, his grin widened to a gaping maw, startling me.

"Hehe, bro, want to know? Hmm..." he pretended to think. I raised my fist, pretending to punch him—not pretending, but genuinely wanting to. He quickly laughed and said, "Bro, promise me two things, and I'll tell you. Otherwise, I'll lie to you, and you won't know, right?"

This shameless guy, now my wife, actually wants to negotiate with me?

"Damn it, are you going to talk or not? If you piss me off, I'll loosen your anal sphincter and make you grow back from there, you believe me?!"

Seeing that I was really getting a little anxious, Xiao Zhang was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled and said, "Brother, no! I believe you! When you beckoned me over, I really thought you wanted to beat me up. Hehe, hey... Brother... I'll talk... I'll talk, okay."

Xiao Zhang grabbed the glass of water on the bedside table, gulped down a mouthful, and pleaded with a grin, "Brother, it's so late, don't go back, your wife is tired too..." I smiled wryly.

When Xiao Zhang saw that I was being nice to him, he became beaming again. He leaned close to my ear and whispered, "It's nothing really, just what you taught me during our walk. I knew you were excited when you came back from buying cigarettes."

Xiao Zhang glanced at my face and continued, "When we were looking at the night view, we knew you were watching us from not far behind. At first, my wife wouldn't let me touch her."

"I said, 'Sister-in-law, you don't understand your husband.' She didn't believe me. She said we've been married for so many years, how could I not understand him? I said you don't understand men. You said you came to make your husband happy, and I absolutely believed you. But since you came, is your husband just here to satisfy his voyeuristic desires? No, he's more interested in jealousy, confidence in your body, and the pleasure he gets from you—something he can't share with others."

"Like a treasure he's kept for years, it's boring to only admire it himself, isn't it? So he puts you out there to show off. He wants other men to envy him; he has a woman who makes him feel very comfortable and happy, who satisfies him." My sister-in-law stared at me in surprise; she couldn't believe a man would think that way. I continued to explain: "The more you satisfy me, the deeper his jealousy becomes. My sister-in-law doesn't believe me at all; she thinks I'm just saying this to get my own satisfaction."

I then tried to persuade her: "Actually, I don't need to lie to you. Yes! The more you make me feel comfortable, the greater the risk for me. If my brother's jealousy overrides his reason, I'll be dead in his hands." My sister-in-law said, "He won't!" I said, "I know he won't, because I can see that my brother loves you very much. He's confident that no one can take his treasure away from him, which is you!" Xiao Zhang flattered.

I was surprised by this young man in his early twenties. I had underestimated him; I even suspected he wasn't from an engineering school. This guy must have studied psychology.

Xiao Zhang continued smugly, "I've said so much, but your sister-in-law is still half-believing. So I said, 'Okay, I'll just touch you now. Like when I took off your underwear in the room, but don't resist, show the reaction a woman should have. Even if you're faking it!' I promise, if my brother doesn't touch you and see if you're wet when he comes down the mountain, I promise I won't sleep with you tonight! Although your sister-in-law didn't say anything, I felt she believed me to some extent." Xiao Zhang laughed smugly.

"Damn! You're something else. During the crackdown, how come you weren't arrested as a hooligan and forced to drink water during that time?!" I cursed him angrily.

"Hehe! During the crackdown, I was still young, peeping at my female classmates peeing in kindergarten! It didn't qualify as hooliganism! If I hadn't said that, you wouldn't have wanted to break your promise just now, right? Hehe..." Xiao Zhang's smug look was really infuriating!

"Go to hell! You just wanted to enjoy herself comfortably! Don't think I didn't see through you. You came in less than five minutes, and then stayed inside, resting for a bit before continuing! You had to put a motor in the paper boat—like a power toy, do you think you have great stamina?" I teased him.

Xiao Zhang smiled sheepishly: "Brother! You can't praise someone like that! Anyway, I did work hard today, I didn't do anything special, but I deserve some credit for my hard work, right?"

I nodded, and Xiao Zhang, with a shameless grin, continued to ask: "Brother, let me have my fill tonight? Huh?..."

"No! I call you brother, you're a guest, we can't let you continue to suffer..."

Xiao Zhang looked at me disappointedly, not knowing if I was serious or not...

We were having a good chat when my wife finished dressing in the bathroom, came back to the room, and saw us still naked, standing in the hallway, stunned.

Xiao Zhang beckoned to her to sit next to him. His wife blushed slightly, ignored him, and walked over to me, asking, "Aren't you going to get dressed? Aren't you going home?"

I took a sip of tea and said calmly, "It's so late, it'll disturb the children. Forget it, we'll just sleep here tonight and go back tomorrow morning! Besides, Xiao Zhang isn't satisfied yet."

Xiao Zhang shouted triumphantly, "Hehe! You're definitely not going home tonight!" With that, he jumped off the bed and pounced on his wife…

Watching Xiao Zhang frantically tear off his wife's clothes, I got up and went to the bathroom, my legs incredibly aching. Looking at my flushed face in the mirror, slightly distorted by arousal, I could hardly believe it was me.

Slowly, my wife's image began to appear in the mirror: her plump, white buttocks moving, her pink labia opening and closing, revealing a mysterious little hole glistening with honey, tempting me to desperately crawl inside…

I vigorously masturbated, and when pleasure gushed out, I was stunned. Good heavens, how long has it been since I fantasized about my wife masturbating?

Back in the room, my wife's clothes were scattered on the bed. One of her arms covered her eyes, obscuring her expression, while the other hand gripped the pillowcase tightly. Her long legs were draped over Xiao Zhang's shoulders, swaying weakly with his rhythm. Her small breasts were slightly deformed from Xiao Zhang's kneading. He was making his final thrusts…

I shamelessly got hard again.

Slowly, Xiao Zhang's movements slowed. He reluctantly removed my wife's legs from his shoulders, collapsing limply onto her body. After a long while, he got up, removed the condom, and went to the bathroom to shower.

My wife lay listlessly on the bed, her legs spread apart but not curled back as usual. She lay there motionless, obscenely, and I knew she was waiting for me to penetrate her.

For some reason, I suddenly felt a disgust for her; this was completely unlike her usual self. All that reserve, shame, and helplessness had vanished, leaving only a mass of white, soft, alluring yet filthy flesh lying on the bed.

I turned away, picked up a cigarette from the bedside table, lit it, and silently exhaled smoke rings. The room was deathly silent.

Until Xiao Zhang came in, my wife hurriedly got up and grabbed her clothes to put them on. Xiao Zhang chuckled and snatched her clothes away. Helplessly, my wife covered her chest with her hands, swaying her slightly upturned buttocks as she ran towards the bathroom.

Xiao Zhang, satisfied, picked up a cigarette and reached for my lighter. I pretended not to see him. As he reached for the lighter, he grinned and said, "Brother, when your wife comes out later, come to my place..."

I gave this opportunistic guy a disgusted look and didn't say anything.

Xiao Zhang continued pleading, "Brother, you see, you can sleep with your wife anytime. I'm afraid I won't be able to enjoy her again except tonight. Brother, just consider it a good deed, okay?..."

I angrily stubbed out my cigarette, shrank into the covers, and said, "Do whatever you want, just don't disturb my sleep!"

Xiao Zhang chuckled excitedly and happily started making the bed.

Peeking from the corner of the bed, I saw my wife emerge from the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. Seeing I was already asleep, Xiao Zhang beckoned her over. She hesitated, unsure what to do, standing frozen in the hallway. At that moment, I desperately wished she would refuse Xiao Zhang and simply crawl into my bed.

Unfortunately, Xiao Zhang half-pulled, half-dragged her onto his bed…

Perhaps it was the heat of their passionate encounter, or perhaps Xiao Zhang was deliberately asserting his possession; he didn't cover himself with the blanket. My wife's bath towel had already been untied, and she was held in Xiao Zhang's arms, her back to me. Her long, black hair cascaded over one of Xiao Zhang's arms, revealing a glimpse of her pink neck. Her fair back, slender waist, and rounded hips formed a beautiful curve. One long leg was tightly clamped between his, while the other stretched out lazily.

Xiao Zhang kissed my wife's cheek, whispered something to her, and occasionally I could hear her soft laughter. Xiao Zhang groped his wife's breasts, then quickly moved downwards. His wife tried to avoid him, but one of her legs was tightly clamped between his legs, rendering her immobile. She could only bury her head in his chest, pulling her lower body back, desperately trying to escape, occasionally pounding his chest with her small fists.

Xiao Zhang grabbed his wife's hand and pulled it towards his lower body. I could clearly see that his wife only made a token struggle before beginning to soothe him. Xiao Zhang, his face full of smugness, roamed his wife's smooth body, shamelessly exploring wherever he wanted.

Soon, Xiao Zhang rolled over, pinning his wife beneath him, spreading her legs, intending to enter her again. His wife struggled, twisting her lower body to avoid his intrusion, desperately reaching for his bag, gesturing for him to get a condom. Xiao Zhang pleaded, but his wife resolutely refused. Reluctantly, Xiao Zhang got up and put on a condom. I secretly sighed, thinking how wonderful youth is.

My wife turned to look at me. I pretended to be asleep, but I could clearly feel her watching me. Every time I secretly opened my eyes to glance at them, I could see her deep eyes. I couldn't tell what she was thinking.

Rolling bodies, suppressed moans, thrusting, weakness, more thrusting, more limpness... The scene before me only made me masturbate again and again, a heat spreading throughout my body.

Taking advantage of their quietness, I got up and went to the bathroom. As I was washing my face, I felt two soft mounds of flesh pressed against my back. My wife wasn't wearing a towel; she just silently walked in and embraced me...

"Are you angry?... " my wife murmured.

"..." I didn't answer, just stood there blankly. The bathroom was quiet, with only the sound of running water from the faucet. My penis, which had been engorged with blood from excitement, gradually drooped.

My wife didn't comfort my penis; she just held my waist, rested her face against my back, as if she were asleep, for a long, long time. I gently pushed her away and returned to my own bed.

I don't know how much time passed, but I suddenly opened my eyes and found my wife had returned. She was tenderly wiping Xiao Zhang's genitals with a warm towel. Xiao Zhang, who was almost asleep, was somewhat confused by his wife's gentleness, but he quickly changed to a comfortable position and began to enjoy this tenderness.

My wife wiped very carefully, just like she used to do with me, as if afraid of hurting him. The difference was that she had lost her usual reserve, kneeling naked beside Xiao Zhang without a care in the world. It wasn't so much wiping as caressing, but rather a way of making him erect again.

She seemed to hesitate about something, then suddenly seemed to make up her mind, leaning down and taking his already bulging penis into her mouth.

The soft warmth surprised and satisfied Xiao Zhang, and left me speechless. Her red tongue licked the glans, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing between her cherry-red lips, while she occasionally glanced at Xiao Zhang with seductive eyes, timidly observing whether he was comfortable.

Xiao Zhang excitedly hooked his hand towards his wife's buttocks. His wife considerately moved closer to him, her snow-white, round buttocks fully exposed, swaying slightly to show them to him, making it easy for him to touch and squeeze them. She looked exactly like a female dog in heat! I was completely overwhelmed by the urge; my stomach felt like it was being squeezed tightly.

His wife rapidly stroked his penis, occasionally running her other hand over it or simply licking his glans with her tongue. I knew that feeling—the terrifying trembling and tenderness before a lava eruption, the uncontrollable tingling and buildup. There was no choice but to ejaculate. Thick,

sticky fluid sprayed onto her face and hair. But unlike with him, his wife's treatment of me wasn't just spraying; it was accompanied by the stirring and sucking of her tongue.

After Xiao Zhang finished ejaculating, he was still convulsing. Ignoring the sticky fluid on her face, his wife continued to slowly stroke him with one hand, while her other hand gently slid across his glans, prolonging the convulsions until he stopped. Then she picked up a towel, folded it over, gently wiped him a few times, and slowly took him back into her mouth, tenderly continuing to warm him until he was completely limp before getting up to go to the bathroom.

Slut! Whore! Debauchery! These words kept surfacing in my mind, all the vicious terms churning up like silt from the bottom of a river. But strangely, a sense of pride and smugness welled up inside me. Kid! Now you know what I usually enjoy, right? ... When

my wife returned, she was no longer shy at all. Naked and nonchalant, she lay down next to Xiao Zhang, resting her head on his arm. Without a word, she quietly and actively continued to caress Xiao Zhang's shrunken penis...

until I woke up to find my wife naked, curled up in Xiao Zhang's arms like a cat, her smooth thighs pressed against his, only a corner of the thin blanket covering their stomachs. Several used condoms and tissues were in the trash can beside the bed. The semi-circular sofa chair had been moved from the window to the bedside, and the entire room was filled with a filthy, obscene atmosphere.

I vaguely remember that they did it at least twice more afterward. I vaguely felt that one of them, probably to avoid waking me, went to the bathroom.

I drew back the curtains and opened the glass window. The sunlight shone on my wife's fair body, casting a soft, alluring glow that highlighted the delicate, tender texture of her skin.

I sat down on another sofa chair by the bed, admiring my wife's body as if nothing had happened last night. She was still so pure and fair, still beautiful and alluring. Only Xiao Zhang's two hairy thighs were a stark contrast, a testament to the debauchery of the previous night.

After finishing my cigarette, I woke them. My wife lazily stretched, but upon seeing Xiao Zhang beside her, she seemed startled, sitting up abruptly, a blush returning to her cheeks. She stopped me from waking Xiao Zhang, hurriedly grabbing her underwear and putting it on before gesturing for me to wake him. She then ran to the bathroom to get dressed.

By the time they were dressed, it was already noon. While fixing her hair, my wife grumbled, complaining that I hadn't woken her sooner, worried about whether the children had eaten breakfast and whether Grandpa knew to pick them up. I reassured her that they knew and not to worry. Inwardly, I sighed; women change their minds so quickly. But, haha, my wife was back.

Xiao Zhang insisted we stay for lunch, and his reasons convinced me. He was alone in a strange city, and there wasn't much to eat. So, after checking out of our hotel, we went to a restaurant I knew well that was famous for local cuisine.

Xiao Zhang immediately asked for a private room, but it was lunchtime, and without a reservation, it was difficult to find a suitable room. He insisted on getting a large private room anyway. It

felt quite empty with only three people in it, but the earlier awkwardness and unease had vanished. After the food was served, Xiao Zhang told the waiter not to call them in, then propped a chair against the door, sat at the table, and ate while chuckling and discussing the previous night's madness.

My wife reverted to her usual self, blushing as we teased her. Occasionally, she would retort, making Xiao Zhang and me burst into laughter. He kept praising his wife's beautiful legs and feet. Getting carried away, he ignored her protests, bent down, lifted one of her legs onto his, took off her high heels, and began to fondle her small feet.

I couldn't resist either, grabbing her other leg and playing with her other foot. My wife struggled incessantly, half-scratching, half-clicking and cursing, "Are you even letting me eat?"

After my wife got up, she hurriedly didn't put on stockings. Now, her two long, slender legs were being pulled onto our respective laps by me and Xiao Zhang, each of us playing with her little feet, taking turns violating the depths of her thighs. A different atmosphere gradually filled the room. Soon, the mist in my wife's eyes cleared again, and soft, suppressed moans escaped her nose once more.

Xiao Zhang could no longer restrain himself. He stood up, suddenly picked up my wife, and carried her to the sofa by the wall, pressing her firmly onto it, pulling at her skirt and underwear.

I was stunned for a moment, but quickly understood Xiao Zhang's feelings. I got up and sat on the dining chair behind the door to prevent the waiter from entering.

My wife struggled and twisted in terror. When she realized I wasn't going to intervene, she slowly gave up resisting, kneeling on the sofa, helplessly letting Xiao Zhang pull down her panties, adjust his position, and penetrate her…

A short while later, Xiao Zhang painfully but satisfiedly withdrew from my wife's body, straightened his clothes, sat back at the dining table, shook his head, and sighed softly.

I was a little puzzled. What's wrong? This guy, I've already tacitly allowed him to do it without a condom once, and now he's making this face? My wife slowly got up, pulled up her panties that were below her knees, straightened her skirt, and silently sat down in the empty chair next to me. She was clearly a little scared or even a little angry.

I reached out and put my arm around my wife, gently patting her back to comfort her, then turned to Xiao Zhang and asked directly, "What's wrong? Did you eat something bad?"

Xiao Zhang looked at me with an unreadable expression and said, "Brother, I feel a little uncomfortable… at the end, that thing just twitched, like I couldn't ejaculate anything…"

My wife blushed and burst out laughing. I laughed out loud too.

We drove Xiao Zhang to the station, and he said reluctantly, "Brother, can you come to my place next time? I'll definitely make sure you have everything arranged..."

I smiled and scolded him, "You almost died here this time, and you want to come again? Are you out of your mind?!"

Xiao Zhang glanced at me and said sincerely, "Brother, your wife is really great! After seeing her, I knew I made the right choice. Even if I died in her arms, I would be willing!"

I was somewhat moved by what he said, and my wife blushed, saying nothing.

Xiao Zhang continued, "Brother, really, I sincerely hope you can come to my place as guests. I'll do my best to arrange and take care of you."

I shook my head slightly and comforted him, "It depends on the time and fate..."

Xiao Zhang was a little disappointed and pleaded, "Can I hug your wife one more time?"

I didn't say anything, and my wife looked up at me, seeking my opinion. Seeing that I didn't object, I walked up to Xiao Zhang and was pulled into a deep embrace by him...

After seeing Xiao Zhang off, my wife remained silent in the car. I wondered what she was thinking. I also drove silently, but not home; instead, I headed towards the outskirts. For no other reason than to release my pent-up desire...

I turned onto an unnamed country road, stopped the car, and opened the door. My wife looked at me in surprise as I pushed her down onto the back seat. There were no words, no foreplay. I lifted her long skirt, pulled down her panties, and thrust myself into her. My wife slowly closed her fearful eyes, silently enduring my repeated thrusts.

The dry yet tender warmth stimulated me. I relentlessly pounded into my wife, ignoring the villagers passing by who cursed, "Shameless! Having sex in the middle of the day..." I only knew how to thrust and pound...

With a painful groan from my wife, she released all the pent-up frustration and excitement of the night.

On the way home, my wife leaned on my shoulder, unzipped my pants, and began to caress me with her hand. I continued driving silently, without saying a word. She leaned down, put her head under the steering wheel, and tentatively took it in. Seeing that I didn't object, she sucked vigorously, ignoring the sticky residue.

Even after we parked the car in the compound, she continued to lick and suck, seemingly oblivious to whether anyone could see.

Back in the room, she quickly stripped off all her clothes, no longer asking me to shower, and threw herself into my arms, undressing me.

I held my naked wife, gently caressing her breasts, the image of her snow-white body trembling beneath Xiao Zhang's dark skin flashing before my eyes. I

increased the pressure of my hands, her once tender white breasts turning red and deformed. I showed no mercy, continuing to vigorously rub her lower body. She moaned, clearly not from arousal. She tried to spread her legs, letting me roughly rub and pry... The pain made her want to pull her legs back, but then she stubbornly opened them again.

I humiliated her harshly: "Why are you dry? There's no moisture at all? Do you only come when you're under him?"

My wife didn't answer, silently sobbing, one hand gently caressing her breast, her buttocks slightly lifting as I rubbed her, trying to express something, but she was quickly interrupted by my roughness, yet she soon stubbornly tried to arouse herself again.

I rolled over and lay down, casually picking up a cigarette and smoking. My wife was still trying to get wet, she timidly glanced at me, slowly resting her head on my chest, kissing and licking me, not forgetting to caress herself. After I finished my cigarette, she grabbed my hand and guided it to her lower body.

Although she wasn't wet, she was now a little damp. I gently rubbed the tiny bean sprout on the crevices, and my wife seemed encouraged. She bent down and kissed my lower body, warmth spreading throughout me. Only then did I turn her over and place her beneath me. The moment I entered her, she finally sobbed, "Husband... I... I thought you didn't want me anymore..."

Looking at my tearful wife, I penetrated her even more forcefully. It wasn't that I had sadistic tendencies, but my wife's uneasy, perhaps regretful tears made me feel that she belonged to me. Maybe in the future I could blackmail her into doing things she didn't want to do before, making her my sex slave. Of course, I wouldn't tell her any of this.

As I thrust into her forcefully, my voice trembled with excitement as I said, "You are mine...you belong to me! You can only flow for me, tremble for me..."

My wife kissed my face and neck desperately, arching her back to match my rhythm, murmuring indistinctly, repeating my words, "I am yours, forever only flowing for you...only trembling for you..."

Until she suddenly arched her lower abdomen, accompanied by spasms within her body, a warm current instantly enveloped me, and I quickly withdrew from her body, ejaculating onto her soft lower abdomen, possessing her now.

My wife gripped the pillowcase tightly with one hand, and my arm with the other, feeling the pain. Her eyes were wide open, staring blankly at something, her lower abdomen arched upwards, the inner thighs trembling slightly and noticeably from her long legs stretched straight, her slender, white toes taut.

I gently stroked her wet, slippery slit, my fingers clearly feeling the spasms in her lower body.

Finally, she calmed down, pulling me down onto her, limp for a moment, then kissed me on the lips, her voice excited and muffled, low and husky, "Husband...I...I felt like...I was going to die..."

I understood her feelings; such moments were rare. I remember the last and only time was long after our marriage, when I returned from a two-week business trip, and she did the same.

My wife finally calmed down, nestled in my arms, and rubbed her snow-white thighs against mine. I asked about last night, but she buried her head in my chest and wouldn't say. I teased her about her seduction last night. She giggled shyly.

I stroked my wife's smooth shoulders and exclaimed, "You really have no idea how alluring you were last night! I really wanted to kick Xiao Zhang away and do it myself!"

My wife playfully clicked her tongue and said, "Then why didn't you do it..."

I said regretfully, "Didn't I promise him I wouldn't do it tomorrow night?"

My wife suddenly whispered, "Actually, I know you weren't asleep. You...you were spying on us..."

I pinched her hard. "Then why did you give him oral sex?"

My wife blushed but said earnestly, "I did it on purpose. He tried to kiss my lips several times. I dodged him each time. Seeing that you didn't care about me at all, I knew you were angry and thought I was dirty. I cried so hard in the bathroom. I so wanted you to push Xiao Zhang away and come and be with me, but what did you do? Besides taking pictures, you didn't care about anything, as if I wasn't your wife." "For a moment, I really thought you didn't want me anymore..."

My wife continued, her eyes red. "Anyway, you don't want me anymore, so I just thought I should do my best, serve him well, make him comfortable, and make you regret it."

I picked up another cigarette, feeling depressed. My wife quickly lit it for me and continued, "When I hugged you in the bathroom, I felt your jealousy." My wife looked at me and smiled mysteriously, "I know I did the right thing." She reached out and touched my lower body, "Especially when you were masturbating in bed, I saw it, I know you still have feelings for me..."

"Then you can't give him oral sex, can you?" I said resentfully, pushing her hand away.

My wife stubbornly reached out again, "I know what my husband wants." My wife said smugly.

"Weren't you afraid I'd leave you then and come back to divorce you?"

My wife's eyes flashed with fear again, but she quickly calmed down and said softly, "I was afraid! But I was willing, as long as you were satisfied, as long as you were willing, as long as you were comfortable, I was willing to do anything, even if you asked me to die tomorrow, I would. It's because I love you, I'm willing to do anything for you!"

I pulled my wife into my arms with pity.

"How many times did he do it to you last night?" I don't know why I suddenly asked him this question.

My wife immediately blushed and said, "I don't know, maybe seven or eight times?"

I was sweating, "Is he that good?" I asked suspiciously.

My wife suddenly chuckled mischievously, "I don't know, I did it on purpose. I hate him a little, because of him, my husband might not want me anymore, I had to make him ejaculate completely..." She didn't say the rest aloud, and I chuckled too.

"Were you satisfied? How many orgasms did you have?" I felt a pang of jealousy again.

My wife looked up at me earnestly and said, "I don't remember anything, but I kept looking at you, and I always thought you were the one pushing me to the clouds. Even when you were asleep, it was still you!"

I smiled, picked up my phone and teased my wife, "How about I call him and have him come back and push you to the clouds again?"

My wife snatched the phone away, "If anyone's going to make a call, it'll be me!" After saying that, she found Xiao Zhang's number and deleted it. Then she pressed herself tightly against me and said coquettishly, "I only want you to take me to the clouds. No one else can get anything from me anymore."

"Hehe, deleting it won't do you any good, your QQ number is still there." I regretted saying that as soon as I finished speaking. My wife was stunned for a moment, then grabbed her clothes to cover her chest, wiggled her smooth buttocks and ran towards the computer, and I laughed loudly behind her.

...

The threesome, my wife's temptation not only tempted Xiao Zhang but also me. We seemed to be back to our honeymoon, and my wife was more willing to cling to me. In the evening, my wife's blushing and intermittent narration brought me to the peak again and again.

Even though so much time has passed, it still feels like it happened yesterday. If I had to say what's changed in our lives, it's that my wife has become more alluring. We've tried it everywhere—outdoors, stairs, rooftops, even downtown parking lots. Sometimes, even when I'm driving, she won't let me off the hook. The only thing that has

n't changed is that she's still shy and timid… My wife's change in attitude doesn't represent all women. She's just an ordinary woman, like Xiao Fang from the village… um… her sister, or a young mother rushing to and from work in the city. She's definitely not a stunning beauty; she's the kind of person you'd easily overlook in a crowd.

But in my eyes, she's no less beautiful than Bingbing or Jingkong. She's my goddess, though not the only one, haha, because there's also Tokiwa Takako, Miyazawa Rie, and so on.

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