A successful one

I've wanted to write about that experience for a long time, but I haven't had much personal time. Now I finally have the chance to write it down; it's very real and very thought-provoking.
My cuckoldry complex has existed for a long time, as those who have read my previous posts know, so I won't go into details here.
I've tried many tricks and schemes, but I still couldn't persuade my wife to accept it. That time, I used a self-inflicted injury. I happened to be sick for about a month at that time, and I went to the hospital for a checkup. Actually, there was nothing serious. When I was almost fully recovered, my desire started to stir again. I wanted to use my medical report to deceive my wife. I told her that the doctor diagnosed her with a slow heart rate and that she needed frequent stimulation, otherwise there was a risk of her heart rate stopping. I could tell that my wife believed me; her worried expression was evident. She asked me how I could stimulate her, and I pretended to be helpless and expressed that the most stimulating thing for me was for her to sleep with other men, and then told me the details. Of course, the first time I brought it up, I was called a pervert, so I continued to pretend to be very uncomfortable. I also used the method of touching her every morning to arouse her sexual interest, and then used my physical weakness as an excuse not to have sex with her. After persisting for a while, she finally softened her stance and told me that our classmate, whom we all know well, would sleep with her once. {Here's some background on her relationship with my classmate: we're very good friends, often eat and drink together, and have even gone out to play cards together a few times. We can joke around like that. Of course, I had already discussed my plan with my classmate, and he clearly expressed that he was really looking forward to it.} Seeing that my wife wasn't too resistant, I flirted with her while calling my classmate. When he answered, I told him I was having sex with my wife and wanted him to listen and talk to her. Initially, my wife wouldn't talk, pinching my thigh, but I could clearly feel her suddenly becoming much wetter. My classmate continued to compliment her, saying he'd liked her for a long time and how elegant she was. Finally, my wife spoke, asking if he really wanted to sleep with her. He said, "Of course! I've been thinking about it for a long time! Will you give it to me?" My wife replied, "Then come on!" My classmate eagerly asked if it was true. My wife didn't answer and hung up. At that moment, I couldn't hold back anymore. I rolled over and straddled her, releasing all the pent-up desire from the past few days. After the passion subsided, I didn't have such a strong urge anymore. I stopped answering my classmate's calls.
Later, I assured him that it wouldn't be long, and I would try to get him to sleep with my wife in the next few days. For several days in a row, I teased my wife in the same way every morning, saying that the day had truly stimulated my heart, but I needed to continue. My wife remained silent.
The opportunity finally came on March 31st. That day, I teased and caressed my wife until she was aroused. I resisted going up to her and, with her tacit approval, called my classmate. After chatting for a few minutes, my wife asked him with a smile if he really wanted to. After he answered affirmatively, my wife said, "Then come over now." My classmate said, "I really will come right now." My wife said, "Okay." After hanging up, my wife hugged me and said it was all for my sake. I said thank you, my wife, and told her that he was really coming. I asked if she wanted me to put my clothes back on. My wife said that since she had agreed to give them to him, I should just wear my underwear. She told me to go downstairs and wait for him. She told me not to come up with him and to keep the door key so he could come up by himself. She said she wasn't used to me watching. Hearing this, I knew that my wife had made up her mind. I really couldn't resist going up to her again, but thinking that my classmate would be there soon, I reluctantly went downstairs to pick him up.
Not long after, my classmate arrived downstairs. After a brief chat, I led him upstairs. I could tell he was still a bit nervous and seemed a little skeptical. At the front door, his trembling hand turned the key, and it clicked open. He quickly slipped inside, and I followed. The bedroom door was ajar, and I gestured for him to come in. He understood and didn't close the door. I quietly followed him to the bedroom doorway and crouched down. There was a desk in front of the bed, so my wife couldn't see me from her bed. My heart was pounding; the feeling was indescribable. My classmate got into bed fully clothed. My wife was lying on her side, facing inwards. It was a bit chilly, and she was covered with a blanket. My classmate didn't say anything after getting into bed and immediately slipped under the covers, also lying on his side facing my wife. It seemed like he was embracing her; my wife didn't seem to struggle. Then they spoke softly, but I couldn't hear clearly. After a while, I finally heard her. My wife asked him if the front door was closed properly and then asked where I was. My classmate said he had closed the door, but I was downstairs and hadn't followed him up. Then I heard his wife ask him if that was what he wanted. The classmate said he definitely wanted it. His wife said, "Then let's do it once." After saying that, I saw the classmate quickly sit up, pull his shirt down around his neck, then stand up and take off his pants, quickly crawling back under the covers. He didn't say anything, but I heard them kissing. After a while, probably because he was hot, I saw him pull back the covers. Finally, I saw my naked classmate and my wife, who was only wearing underwear. They kissed again. The classmate impatiently grabbed his wife's underwear and pulled it down. His wife even cooperated by lifting her buttocks slightly. His hands went to his wife's genitals, and his mouth was sucking on her breasts. After a while, probably unable to resist, the classmate rolled over and mounted her, without a condom, going all the way in. Then came slow thrusting. His wife let out a soft "oh," followed by heavy breathing. At that moment, my heart was pounding, my mouth was dry, and I felt like I couldn't move. In less than three minutes, the classmate ejaculated, lying on his wife's stomach, panting. After they finished, I trembled and quietly slipped out.

A short while later, my classmate came downstairs. I whispered to him how it felt. He said it was amazing, his wife was incredibly wet, and he could feel the layers of pressure enveloping her; he simply couldn't resist, which is why he came so quickly. After my classmate left, I went upstairs to the bedroom. My wife was sobbing softly, ignoring my attempts to comfort her. Perhaps she regretted it; I didn't know. Later, I saw the underwear my wife had changed out of that day, which she hadn't had time to wash, and I saw the half-dried liquid still on it. I smelled it—it was that same smell…

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