An open-minded husband and a happy wife

An open-minded husband and a happy wife
One night, a few of us were having a small gathering and drinking. My wife's best friend's husband texted me saying they had a fight. He said his wife was threatening suicide and asked my wife to help persuade her. He said he would come pick my wife up, so I let her go, and we continued drinking. My best friend's husband was clearly drunk and reeked of alcohol. My wife didn't think much of it at the time and just told him to be careful while driving after drinking, and she got into his car. When they drove to a secluded place, her husband stopped the car and said my wife had gotten into a thief's car. He then sat in the back seat, saying that he really liked my wife, that she was frigid and wouldn't let him have sex with her, and that he had dreamed about having sex with her many times. As he spoke, he started touching and groping my wife, kissing her lips and constantly touching her breasts. My wife kept resisting, saying that she was sorry to her best friend and that she would have no friends left. While kissing her, her husband pulled down his pants and grabbed my wife's hand to masturbate. Perhaps due to the alcohol, the moment my wife held her husband's penis, she felt hot all over and a little dizzy. At the same time, my best friend's husband slipped his hand under my wife's dress, pulling down her panties. He kept kissing her, saying he would always be good to her, and then he penetrated her. He thrust into her forcefully, trying to make her enjoy pleasure. With the sounds of their lovemaking, they both breathed heavily, and his semen entered her body.
After my wife and her best friend's husband had sex once , they sometimes did it at my best friend's house, sometimes at my house, sometimes in the car, and sometimes in the store. I found out about my wife's affair by accidentally seeing it on the store's security camera. One night, when my wife hadn't come home yet, I checked the camera. That's when I saw her husband there. They were walking in a direction out of the camera's view. Maybe they were in a hurry, or maybe they thought they couldn't see it on the camera, so they hugged and kissed. I was the one who was nervous at that moment; my heart was racing and I felt cold all over. I hoped they wouldn't move, that they would continue... Continuing on to the next step, in the blink of an eye they disappeared into a blind spot of the surveillance camera. I was initially disappointed, but then I remembered the camera still had sound. I turned the volume up to the highest setting and faintly heard my wife say, "No, this isn't good, it's pointless." Then I heard my best friend's husband say something similar: "Pointless, making love together is the most fun." A moment later, I heard the sounds of slapping, slapping, and then my wife's moans. I don't know how many times they'd done this. Everyone says that if a wife cheats on her husband, he'll fight the other woman to the death. But I don't think that way at all. Knowing this, I'm not angry at all; I'm excited, even hoping to see my wife enjoying herself with someone else. Since my wife has cheated on me, I need to talk to her.
I only made love to my wife once a month, citing exhaustion as the reason. The real reason was to make her think about her best friend's husband. Sure enough, her shop was often empty. That night, I noticed she was gone for about an hour. I figured she must have been out having fun with her best friend's husband again. When she returned, I took off her clothes, removed her bra and panties, and held her close, enjoying the pleasure of our intimacy. I touched her breasts and kissed her. Her vagina was slippery, and I easily penetrated her. There was her best friend's husband's semen; I could smell it. We enjoyed the pleasure of penetration. While she closed her eyes, I asked, "Did you go out with your best friend's husband tonight?" She opened her eyes wide in horror and asked loudly, "How did you know?" Suddenly realizing something was wrong, she said, "What nonsense are you talking about?" I continued thrusting, saying, "It's okay, as long as you're happy. Loving your wife means making her happy." That night, my wife confessed to her affair with her best friend's husband. I think since they've already started, they shouldn't be working undercover. The more secretive they are, the easier it is for others to find out, which will lead to a lot of scandals. If my best friend finds out, it might be terrible. So I've decided to join in and protect them.
After finding out that my wife and her best friend's husband were having an affair, I started having the idea of the three of us together. I wanted to take another man with me on our trips. I wanted to see them walking hand in hand in front of me, to see them sitting together when they were tired, and even more so, to see them embracing when no one was around, or kissing occasionally in front of me, preferably while they were watching me. I wanted the three of us to drink together, to see a man feeding my wife, to see my wife playfully pinching a man's penis, and to see a man touching my wife in front of me. I wanted to go to karaoke, to see my wife singing love songs with someone else, singing while hugging and touching. I kept thinking about how to let my best friend's husband know about my wife and me. On Father's Day, my wife's best friend went back to her parents' house, and a few of us guys celebrated Father's Day together. After drinking, my wife's best friend's husband suggested going to a karaoke bar. My wife didn't want to go, since she was the only woman there, but the others disagreed and dragged her into the car. My best friend's husband ordered a girl for each of them, but he didn't order one for himself or for me, probably because he didn't want my wife to be jealous. We were playing drinking games, and my best friend's husband and my wife were singing love songs. Sometimes I saw him with his arm around my wife's waist while singing, but nobody seemed to care; it was just drunken behavior. I drank a bit and then pretended to be drunk, lying there unable to get up. They were urging my wife to play again. My wife isn't a heavy drinker, but I could tell she was getting into it. Suddenly, she covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom, followed by her best friend and husband. I waited for over ten minutes, and they still hadn't come out, so I went to check on them. Because I was pretending to be drunk, I staggered to the bathroom . The guys who were still playing drinking games tried to help me up , but I refused, saying I could manage. I quickly got to the bathroom and saw the door wasn't closed. Just as I expected, my wife and best friend's husband didn't even bother to close the door properly. It seems they hadn't originally intended to do anything. After the wife vomited, her best friend's husband wiped her mouth. Unexpectedly, the wife turned around, hugged her best friend's husband, and kissed him. The kiss made the best friend's husband hard, and he was only thinking about sex, forgetting to close the door. All he could see was the wife with her buttocks sticking up, her hand on the sink, while her best friend's husband stood there with his pants up to his ankles, his hands on his wife's buttocks, moving around. I lit a cigarette and leaned against the wall, smoking half of it, when I saw them stop. After they got dressed, I went over. I deliberately stomped down hard. When my wife's best friend's husband saw me come in, he was startled at first and said to me, "Look at your wife, she's drunk and vomited a lot. You don't even know how to take care of her." I replied, "It's good that you have a buddy like me to take care of her." Then I went in to pee. I heard the other guys jokingly saying, "You two have been in there for so long, did you two do it together? Her husband is worried and came to arrest you." My wife's best friend explained that they were both drunk and vomited, and they didn't have the strength. Then they all laughed.
After the karaoke session ended and all the other guys left, that guy called a designated driver to help my wife and me into the back seat. He took us home first and was about to leave when my wife started kissing and hugging him, refusing to let him go. The guy looked at me, bewildered, and just kept repeating, "You've had too much to drink, you've had too much to drink." I watched like I was watching a movie, seeing my wife kissing him, seeing my wife holding my guy's hand. I casually said, "My wife won't let you leave, so why don't you stay? You can sleep with my wife tonight." The guy looked at me in astonishment and said, "You're not angry? You're not jealous? You're so generous." I told him to stop pretending to be nice to me, that I knew everything about their relationship. "That was pretty exciting in the bathroom, wasn't it?" my buddy exclaimed, "You saw it too?" I said, "Don't worry, as long as my wife is happy, I'm happy." I told him about my particular hobby: I wanted a threesome, so my wife could enjoy the pleasure of two men giving her at the same time. My buddy excitedly picked me up, calling me "good brother." I didn't want my wife to be fucked by two men in her sleep, as she wouldn't feel anything, so I gave her some hangover soup. She quickly sobered up a bit. I told her she was drunk and had thrown up all over herself, so I told her to take a shower. While she was showering, I let my buddy in. I heard my wife yell, "Are you trying to get yourself killed? Why are you coming in?" Then I heard running water. It seemed my buddy and my wife had cleared things up. When they finished showering, I saw my wife wrapped in a towel, and my buddy, naked and with his penis sticking out, holding my wife's hand as they came out. His penis was noticeably shorter than mine, but about the same thickness. And this guy had been going on dates with my wife multiple times. They came out and I went in to wash. When I came out, they were still going at it. My wife was moaning ecstatically, completely oblivious to my presence. Afraid she was moaning too loudly, I went to her side and kissed her, but that didn't stop her moaning. Maybe that guy was making her feel too good. I put my penis in her mouth and started thrusting. It was clear that my wife was quite excited and enjoying being served by two men. That guy was really fast, like he was pounding a pile. No wonder my wife had been secretly meeting him so many times. But my wife wasn't too demanding when it came to speed; she preferred riding on top of men and rubbing against them. I signaled for a change of position, and she rode on top of me while my guy stood in front of her and gave her oral sex. The scene was incredibly exciting. I finally saw how wild and seductive my wife could be when she let loose. Her moans were more wanton than ever before. Maybe it was because she'd been drinking and letting loose. My guy and I were having a great time too, working in perfect harmony, changing positions, taking turns on top of her, and bringing my wife to orgasm five or six times. My wife was truly more seductive than I'd ever seen before. I think she'll definitely love this feeling afterward. After it was over, my wife was a little embarrassed. I said we'd serve her like this often from now on, and he laughed and hit me. From then on, I declared to my guy that we weren't allowed to do it secretly anymore. If we wanted to, we had to do it at my place. It was safer that way, and no one would suspect we were doing this. They could do it alone, but they had to let me know. If they went out, they had to call me. I could keep watch for them, whether it was a trip or something more exciting, I'd go with them. When we're out in public, I'm just a lackey; my buddy and my wife are the real couple.

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