My girlfriend's real experience as a bridesmaid - Part 2 (End)

I vigorously kneaded her breasts, watching the mounds deform in my hands, and fantasized about whether Brother Wang was doing the same thing to Tongtong in the bathroom. Damn it, why didn't I go in and stop her? Why didn't Tongtong even scream? Is it really as she said, that they already have an excessively ambiguous relationship?

Countless questions echoed in my mind as I looked at the plump body beneath me, being roughly handled by me. A strong stimulation made me grip even tighter. Xu Meng's breasts, waist, and buttocks were already red and swollen from being pinched. Seeing Xu Meng's tearful eyes, she was trying hard not to make a sound. It must hurt a lot! I thought to myself.

Perhaps Xu Meng's pitiful appearance stimulated my wild side. I breathed heavily and quickly unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants. I took out my penis, which had become erect without me even realizing it. Looking at Xu Meng's somewhat frightened eyes, a wave of vengeful pleasure surged through me, making my scalp tingle.

Ignoring Xu Meng's struggles, I forcefully pressed her hands above her head with one hand, and with the other hand supporting my numb penis, without any foreplay, I used my thigh to spread Xu Meng's legs. Without any lubrication, I thrust in.

Instantly, a tingling, pleasurable sensation spread throughout my body. Xu Meng's vagina wasn't very wet; the dryness made my penis slightly painful. I stopped halfway in due to the pain. Xu Meng was still struggling slightly, perhaps from the pain, or perhaps frightened by my frenzy. Tears welled in her eyes. "

What's with the innocent act?" I thought to myself! Wasn't she acting like a wanton slut in front of me?

Wasn't she trying to seduce me? Well, I'll make her wish! Ignoring the pain from the dryness, I thrust in all the way.

Xu Meng finally couldn't help but groan in pain, her hands, which had been pinned above her head, breaking free and pushing against my chest forcefully. I grabbed her hands, placing them on either side of her body and pressing them forcefully against her thighs. My penis pounded relentlessly, relentlessly thrusting in and out.

Within moments, Xu Meng's vagina began to wet. Her movements became more fluid. But I no longer felt the excitement of forcing my way in when she was dry.

Watching Xu Meng slowly shift from resistance to acceptance, tears streamed down her face, yet a look of pleasure spread across her face.

As the intense breathing subsided, reason gradually returned to me. Perhaps there was something going on in the bathroom? Perhaps Tongtong's screams were too soft? Or perhaps Tongtong had already finished washing and wrapped herself in a towel? Or perhaps Brother Wang hadn't even gone in, but was just washing his hands in the outer room like I had!

I kept trying to convince myself of these reasons. But more than ten minutes had passed, and there was still no sound from the bathroom. Or perhaps Brother Wang was doing the same thing as me!

Thinking of this, my numb, throbbing penis began to feel something again. I could almost see Wang Ge pressing Tongtong against the bathroom wall, his penis thrusting wildly into her vagina. Tongtong's soft labia were turning inside out under the best man's penis, white fluid staining Wang Ge's penis and pubic hair.

Desperate to release, I increased the speed of my thrusts. Xu Meng, too, grew louder under my influence.

Without any pause, the increasingly rapid thrusts, combined with the fantasy before my eyes, made me no longer suppress my lust. Perhaps sensing my impending climax, Xu Meng struggled desperately, but her struggle only hastened my orgasm. I pressed her down firmly, pushing my penis deep into her core, our genitals tightly connected, without a single gap, and hot semen gushed forth. At

that moment, we both fell silent, feeling the spurts of semen rushing into the depths of her vagina.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, a strange sense of unease crept into my heart. Faced with this awkward situation, Xu Meng made no comment, only looking at me with moaning, seductive eyes. Looking into her gaze, I felt a strange sensation. I had been so frantic with my lust, completely disregarding her feelings; I felt a little guilty.

Xu Meng didn't seem to blame me. I interpreted this blame in two ways: one, she didn't blame me for almost forcing myself on her; two, I had only used her as a tool to release my lust, and in the process, I hadn't brought her any pleasure or satisfaction.

I carefully withdrew my now limp and quiet penis. A stream of white semen slowly flowed from Xu Meng's slightly parted vagina. I... I had ejaculated so much? Every time I ejaculated into Tongtong's vagina, it was always difficult for it to flow out unless the amount was very large.

"Go get me some tissues," Xu Meng said, her voice unreadable, neither angry nor pleased. I obediently climbed to the bedside table and grabbed a few tissues. I handed her half, using the rest to wipe my sticky penis.

Both of them silently dried themselves off. I, however, was still thinking about what had happened in the bathroom. Xu Meng lay on her side, her back to me, seemingly unwilling to speak. Not wanting to embarrass myself by talking to her, I peeked through the crack in the door again.

I checked my phone; Wang Ge had been inside for over twenty minutes. Annoyed, the urge to rush over and open the bathroom door grew stronger in my mind. But looking at Xu Meng lying on the bed, the complex emotions I felt were indescribable.

He'd ejaculated in just over ten minutes—had this woman made him ejaculate prematurely? I even had the mind to make a self-deprecating joke.

My slightly aching penis seemed to be silently protesting.

How could I not feel conflicted? This was my first time cheating! Facing Tongtong's suspicions, I cheated on her for the first time!

My wild thoughts were quickly interrupted by Wang Ge's appearance. He walked out of the bathroom with a sly grin, alone. Watching him walk straight into the living room, I almost couldn't resist opening the door and confronting him.

I suppressed this thought for a long time, determined to wait for Tongtong to appear.

Five minutes later, Tongtong appeared. She came out of the bathroom wearing a new sheer dress, similar in length to her previous dresses, but much more revealing, allowing me to see her black underwear and bra.

This dress and underwear must have been bought for Tongtong by Brother Wang. Seeing Tongtong wearing a dress and underwear bought by another man filled me with a strange feeling.

Tongtong then went to the living room. I couldn't see her through the crack in the door, nor did I dare open it wider, so I listened intently.

"I'm so sorry about earlier, I didn't know it was you taking a shower in there." It was Brother Wang's voice.

"No, it's okay, it's not your fault." Tongtong's voice was so low I could barely hear her; perhaps she was blushing and looking embarrassed. "But you're so mean, how could you look at someone like that? Don't tell my husband when he gets back. Don't say this again."

"Okay, okay, let's watch TV, hehe." As soon as Brother Wang finished speaking, the TV came on, showing some Korean drama, the Korean dubbing was so obvious.

I don't know if they stopped talking or if the TV sound had drowned out their voices, but no matter how hard I tried to listen, I couldn't hear any of their conversation. Xu Meng was lying with her back to me, I didn't know if she was asleep.

I patiently stood behind the door, observing without moving. Until my legs started to ache. Suddenly I heard footsteps, it was Tongtong. I looked through the crack in the door, and Tongtong was walking towards the corridor. When I saw Tongtong's flushed cheeks, she was only about two meters away from me.

At that moment, I dared not close the door a crack, afraid that even the slightest noise would alert Tongtong. I immediately slipped behind the other door, silently praying that Tongtong wouldn't enter the room. Perhaps my prayers were answered; Tongtong passed by our room door without curiously pushing it open, and went straight to the master bedroom of the new house. As the footsteps faded, my heart, which I had been trying to suppress, slowly began to pound wildly. I wondered what would happen if Tongtong stumbled upon this room. Before

my wildly beating heart could settle, the guest room door was suddenly pushed open. Startled, I almost cried out.

Seeing it was Brother Wang, I felt a surge of relief, but also glared at him with resentment. This resentment contained a great deal of emotions. Brother Wang seemed somewhat surprised by the state of the room as well. Xu Meng, lying disheveled on the bed, still hadn't turned over.

Brother Wang paused, seemingly pretending nothing had happened: "I'm going out for a bit to buy some hangover medicine for Mei Ting. Is there anything you need me to bring back?"

I looked at Brother Wang without speaking, wanting to ask, but unable to bring myself to. If I wanted to know so much about what had just happened, why was I hiding here? If I couldn't even come back to myself, how could I expect him to?

"Bring me a box of Yuting (emergency contraceptive)," Xu Meng, lying on the bed

, said. Hearing this, my heart felt like it had been gripped. I dared not look at Brother Wang anymore, and like a child who had done something wrong, my gaze wandered away. Brother Wang responded naturally and turned to leave.

Damn it! He caught me, and I'm already so embarrassed, and he knows I'm in this room, so he naturally understands that I saw him go into the bathroom where Tongtong was taking a shower. He can pretend to be so calm; I have to admire his skill.

I turned back and said "I'm sorry" to Xu Meng, but there was still no reply. Since the deed was done, I figured I might as well go all in. As long as Xu Meng didn't tell Tongtong, anything was fine; I'd consider it a favor to her.

I left the guest room and quietly walked towards the master bedroom. I saw Tongtong wiping Mei Ting's face with a towel. Seeing me come in, Tongtong seemed a little embarrassed, gestured for me to be quiet, and then pulled me out of the master bedroom. Standing in the hallway, Tongtong said, "Don't disturb Mei Ting. I was just wiping her body. I was completely naked inside. You wanted to take advantage of the bride?"

I thought to myself: You were already taken advantage of by that Brother Wang, why didn't you say anything? She didn't say it outright, but asked with a hint of sourness, "How do you like the new clothes?"

Unaware of the change in my tone, Tongtong seemed a little shy: "Why is the dress you bought me so see-through! And such sexy lingerie, it's visible from the outside. You, do you really want your wife to be seen by others?"

"Ah? Ah!" I immediately realized that Brother Wang had given them to Tongtong in my name. Tongtong

continued, "You bought them but didn't bring them up yourself, making Brother Wang bring them up for me. It's so embarrassing for Brother Wang to carry these." Her voice seemed to grow softer and softer, perhaps realizing her guilt, she suddenly raised her voice at the last sentence: "What mischief were you up to, lingering outside for so long?"

I had indeed done something mischief, but not outside. Seeing Tongtong, I felt quite uncomfortable. If it weren't for what happened between her and Brother Wang earlier, I might have felt even more guilty.

I didn't respond to Tongtong's question: "Why did Brother Wang give you your dress when he came back? Weren't you taking a shower?"

Tongtong's gaze wandered, deliberately avoiding my eyes as she said, "Oh, Brother Wang took the dress to the outer room inside the bathroom and put it on the towel rack. Then I came out and put it on

after I finished showering." Tongtong's lies were always obvious, so I continued, "Really? Brother Wang went in, put the dress down, and came out?"

"What are you thinking! You're full of inappropriate thoughts." Tongtong clearly avoided my question, unaware of how fragile her lies were in front of me. Facing this woman who loved me so deeply, I didn't know what to do.

Much later, I recalled this scene and pondered it for a long time, still unable to find an answer. Between intimate lovers like Tongtong and me, should there be white lies? Suspicion is always like a wicked seed; once planted in the heart, it's hard to uproot. The real issue of suspicion isn't whether lies exist, but whether two people can completely trust each other, and whether that trust is based on honesty. Will a white lie protect the other person, or will it sow the seeds of disaster?

Regardless, I didn't press the issue further. Since Tongtong didn't want to talk about it, she must have her reasons. Even if she really wanted to indulge her desires, wasn't that what I'd always fantasized about? I just never considered whether I could truly withstand the moment that fantasy became reality.

Ultimately, I was the mastermind behind this script, and Brother Wang was merely a cooperative actor. At this moment, I just wanted to know if Tongtong truly wanted to play this role.

"Where's Sister Xu Meng? I haven't seen her!" Tongtong seemed about to interrupt.

I still felt a little uneasy; having this relationship with Xu Meng wasn't my original intention. Having wandered the sea of desire with Tongtong for so many years, I've long since lost the resolve to remain chaste for her for life. Having relationships with other women isn't something I'm against, but I don't particularly crave it either, because a suitable opportunity has never presented itself. Going to prostitutes? I'm afraid of catching diseases, and besides, I'm definitely not so desperate as to need them. Or rather, our life together over the years has been enough for me; I'm not against having relationships with other women, I only mean physically, as long as it doesn't affect my relationship with Tongtong.

So I decided to lie: "I don't know, I think she was tired and needed to rest." My answer didn't arouse Tongtong's suspicion.

I planted a white lie in front of Tongtong, and I believe she did the same in front of me. But what kind of fruit these white lies will bear, we'll never know.

Brother Wang's eye for clothes is truly impressive; I have to admire his keen eye. The bras and panties he bought fit perfectly, and the white gauze dress made Tongtong look both adorable and innocent, with glimpses of her black underwear adding an undeniable allure.

I suddenly had a strange feeling—my wife was being dressed so beautifully by another man, yet I believed her heart still belonged to me. A strange feeling stirred within me. I couldn't help but pull Tongtong into my arms, simply holding her quietly.

Tongtong gently wrapped her arms around my waist, and instantly felt a sense of lightness, as if something had been released. The quiet atmosphere was quickly shattered by Mei Ting's soft moan. In a fluster, Tongtong pulled me by the hand and led me into the room.

Mei Ting had finally sobered up after sleeping all afternoon, but the effects of the alcohol hadn't completely worn off. Her furrowed brows suggested a splitting headache. Seeing us enter, Mei Ting struggled to sit up, and Tongtong quickly stepped forward to support her.

"Knowing you're allergic to alcohol, you still drank so much! You're just making trouble for yourself at your wedding!" Tongtong started scolding Meiting, pulling a pillow up to lean against the headboard and helping Meiting sit up against it.

"It doesn't look like an alcohol allergy. There's no allergic reaction. It looks like she's drunk and passed out," I interjected.

Meiting grumbled, "You're here. My head hurts so much."

Tongtong rolled her eyes at me: "Does an allergy have to show on your face? Of course you can't see the red spots on your body."

I sized up Mei Ting; she was still wearing her red cheongsam. Since Tongtong had just been wiping Mei Ting's body, all the buttons on the cheongsam were undone, and I could vaguely see her rosy breasts underneath. Tongtong must have removed Mei Ting's bra while washing her, and I couldn't help but keep glancing inside.

Mei Ting rubbed her temples, oblivious to my gaze. Tongtong, however, noticed where my eyes were looking, but instead of getting angry or saying anything, she simply handed me a towel: "Go get some hot water to wash up."

I was forced to leave the room and go to the bathroom to wash the towel.

In the bathroom, I started wondering again what had happened. I carefully examined the entire bathroom, but apart from a few long strands of hair on the drainpipe, I couldn't find anything that would spark my imagination. I shook my head helplessly, trying to clear my mind of the questions. I washed the towel with hot water and gave it to Tongtong.

Mei Ting was completely oblivious to the disarray of her clothes, simply closing her eyes and massaging her acupoints—haha, those acupoints were, of course, her temples. Tongtong didn't kick me out, but instead took a towel and wiped Mei Ting's forehead, cheeks, and neck. Inadvertently, she pushed the neckline of her cheongsam open a little wider. I could clearly see half of Mei Ting's rosy breast from the bedside.

Tongtong and Mei Ting had always been good friends, so I was quite familiar with Mei Ting back in school. In terms of looks, they were roughly equal, just different types. Mei Ting had a high, straight nose and a more defined face, giving her a mixed-race look. She had no shortage of male admirers at school, and her boyfriends changed frequently.

Despite our familiarity, this was the first time I'd seen such a private part of Mei Ting's body. Normally, I would have avoided this situation, but today I wasn't my usual self. I actually stood there watching with great interest for quite a while.

"Brother Wang went out to buy medicine, he'll be back soon. Take some medicine and the allergic reaction will go away," Tongtong said while wiping Mei Ting's face.

"It's all your fault today," Mei Ting said without even opening her eyes. "You didn't even help me fend off the drinks, you were just having fun with your little Dengzi, you even neglected your duties as bridesmaid!"

Tongtong rolled her eyes at me again, the meaning clearly: it's all your fault. Seeing my shifty gaze, she turned around and, under the guise of adjusting Mei Ting's clothes, flipped up her cheongsam, then quickly covered it up again and buttoned it up.

The instant she flipped it open, I definitely saw the little cherry on one of Mei Ting's breasts. That brat Tongtong, she definitely did it on purpose!

Mei Ting and Tong Tong chatted idly, and I, bored and finding no eye-catching sights, reluctantly left the room and quietly went to the guest room to check on Xu Meng.

Pushing open the door, I saw Xu Meng half-sitting against the headboard, a cigarette dangling from her breasts, her white breasts exposed. A blanket was draped over her lower body.

Closing the door, I stared at Xu Meng's blank expression, unsure what to say. I couldn't very well say something like, "I didn't mean to force myself on you, are you alright?"

Xu Meng exhaled, glancing at me sideways, breaking the silence first: "Do you think I'm a slut, someone who sleeps with anyone?"

I didn't reply. I rarely encountered women like Xu Meng; I couldn't distinguish between the definitions of "slut" and "loose."

Xu Meng continued quietly, "My boyfriend, for the sake of his business, sent me to bed with a fat man whose breasts were even bigger than mine. From then on, I started becoming like this. After breaking up with that man, I became even more enthusiastic about manipulating men, but it's really hard to get into my bed. You're not the first to force yourself on me, but you're definitely the first to succeed!"

I was somewhat at a loss, and could only stand there quietly listening to Xu Meng's story.

“Brother Wang is genuinely good to me, not just someone who wants to play with my body. He's a passionate man, but neither of us wants to tie each other down. We just want what we want from each other, whether it's physical pleasure or emotional comfort. Lu Wenshuai is just a beast. And sometimes I need a beast like that.” Mei Ting stubbed out her cigarette and casually threw it on the ground. “I can see you're like Brother Wang, but your environments have shaped you into completely different people. You like Tongtong, but at the same time, you want to see others play with Tongtong, yet you can't bear to. You truly love her, but you're too enthusiastic about the game of sex. Brother Wang is the same way, except he won't truly love only one woman.”

My lips moved, wanting to refute but unable to speak.

Xu Meng continued, "I let you force yourself on me because I genuinely have feelings for you. Whether you like someone or not, you can tell at a glance. Don't ask me why. I won't interfere in your life, and I won't interfere in how you handle your game with Tongtong. It's just a game between us. You're suited to be a player, but not quite a qualified one yet, because you can't distinguish between feelings and desire. In fact, how many people can? Even we ourselves can't!"

"Pour me a glass of water!" Xu Meng ended her outpouring.

I handed Xu Meng a glass of water, and for a moment felt a pang of pity for this woman. I touched her cheek and said, "I'm sorry."

As I walked out of the guest room again, Brother Wang returned with the medicine he had bought.

Brother Wang had bought several boxes of medicine, and handed me a small box—of course, it was the emergency contraceptive Xu Meng had requested. He gestured with his chin towards the guest room, his meaning clear: he wanted me to take it to her. I paused for a moment, then took the medicine. I couldn't very well tell Brother Wang, "I forced myself on her (although I think she seduced me, but in situations like this, women always seem to be in a more vulnerable position), and I felt really bad about giving her the medicine!"

Ignoring my embarrassment, Brother Wang just patted my shoulder and walked towards Mei Ting and Tongtong.

I didn't say much, and somewhat embarrassed, I retreated back into the guest room. Xu Meng looked at me suspiciously as I returned. I could only explain, "Brother Wang bought the medicine and asked me to bring it to you."

I was about to help her open the package when she stopped me, saying, "Give it to me, don't open it yet."

Not taking it now? That would mean… I don't know if I'm overthinking it, but sometimes when Tongtong and I have sex, if it's not my safe period and I really want to ejaculate inside, I just buy the medicine afterward. After buying the medicine, I'll definitely have sex a couple more times, since whether I ejaculate inside once or twice, I still need to take the medicine. Tongtong doesn't really like the feeling of using a condom, so I usually ejaculate outside. Occasionally, if things go wrong, a morning-after pill is a necessary emergency measure. Xu Meng isn't taking it now; does she want to do it a couple more times before taking it?

My gaze wandered again to Xu Meng's bare breasts. This little vixen is truly a natural beauty; just looking at her can arouse a man's lust. To be honest, my body betrayed Tongtong, but my guilt is still very light because I know that regardless of whether I have relationships with other women, the only one I love, the one I will marry, and the one I want to spend my life with is Tongtong. Perhaps it is this thought that has lessened my moral constraints, allowing me to gradually stop caring whether Tongtong's body belongs only to me, as long as her heart belongs only to me.

Xu Meng seemed oblivious to my burning gaze, casually stretching before ordering me,

"Go get my clothes and help me get dressed. They're hanging in the bathroom."

As if I'd received a royal decree, I scurried out. After all, I didn't want the second woman I slept with to treat me with hostility or indifference. As for how things would develop in the future, I didn't think much about it.

After giving Xu Meng the clothes, I went to the new house to check on Mei Ting. Mei Ting seemed a little better after taking her medicine. Although the hangover cure wouldn't work immediately, she had at least slept.

I quickly noticed the awkward atmosphere in the house. Tongtong seemed to be subtly avoiding Wang Ge, ignoring his words and always standing behind me, using my body to block his occasional glances. I felt something must have happened. Did they really do it in the bathroom? My mind was a bit hazy.

It took me a while to bring my thoughts back. I decided that when I had time that evening, I would definitely ask Tongtong for clarification. I didn't know if my uncomfortable feeling stemmed from the possibility that Wang Ge and Tongtong had slept together, or from Tongtong's deliberate concealment of the truth from me. So I really hoped Tongtong would be honest with me.

Wang Ge said it was almost time; everyone who went out for dinner would probably be back soon. Shuai Shuai had originally planned to organize activities for everyone that evening, like karaoke or clubbing. It was just that Mei Ting wasn't sure if she could go in her current state.

Mei Ting said she didn't want to go out, after all, it was her wedding night. Going out would involve drinking, and she didn't know what time she'd be back. Tong Tong chimed in, saying they should rest early.

Brother Wang said, "If we don't go out tonight, we're really going to have a wedding night prank!" His words made both Tong Tong and Mei Ting blush. When he said those meaningful words in front of me, I was still lost in thought, figuring out how to interrogate Tong Tong that night.

Anyway, everyone returned from dinner at 8 PM. Hearing Brother Wang say that Mei Ting didn't want to go out, everyone unanimously decided to have a wedding night prank, resulting in a huge crowd. The house was quite crowded with so many people.

I was a little worried, so I pulled Tong Tong behind me and made her stand on the outer edge of the crowd. But the scene I feared didn't happen. After observing carefully for a while, I discovered the reason. Not every man has the desire and the guts. While every man here might have designs on Xu Meng and Tongtong (whether they dared to make a move on Mei Ting, I don't know), with so many people around, those without the guts, and even those with the guts, would restrain themselves considerably. After all, most people just want to take advantage, not actually sleep with the women.

Another important reason is that the best man, Brother Wang, didn't engage in any games targeting the bridesmaids, but instead focused all his attention on the bride, Mei Ting. Facing the groom, he couldn't afford to go too far. At most, he'd just ask the bride and groom to do some kissing or suggest certain sexual positions to tease them.

Brother Wang's subtle protection of Tongtong made me unconsciously recall what happened in the bathroom earlier. Did Brother Wang develop a protective instinct towards Tongtong after taking advantage of her? Thinking of this, I whispered in Tongtong's ear,

"It seems like Brother Wang is giving you special treatment. He didn't make you do those games this afternoon."

Mei Ting was forced into a lotus position by them, and Tongtong was blushing furiously. I really didn't know that this little girl, who has been watching porn with me for two or three years, would be so shy about these kinds of lewd fantasies.

Startled by my question, Tongtong used her two-finger kung fu on my arm again. It hurt so much that I grimaced. It seems this little girl is definitely hiding something from me, otherwise why would she be so rough?

"What are you thinking! What could Brother Wang and I possibly have? Are you just thinking about me being lewdly fantasized about by these men to make you feel good?" Tongtong feigned anger, feeling guilty.

"I was just asking, it hurts from being pinched. I just felt like Brother Wang wasn't targeting you like he was this afternoon. Did you say something nice to him and get him to let you off the hook?" I said, carefully observing Tongtong's expression.

Tongtong asked me somewhat seriously, "Do you suspect me of something, or did Brother Wang say something to you?

"

Seeing Tongtong's serious expression, I suddenly didn't know how to answer. I wasn't sure if Tongtong was genuinely angry about my question, or if she was afraid I knew what happened in the bathroom. After a few seconds of silence, I saw Tongtong staring intently into my eyes, and I instinctively looked away. I could only change the subject and joke,

"Why are you angry? I was just joking. You see, I didn't blame you or suspect you of anything even though you played the game so openly this afternoon. It's just that something really happened..." As soon as I said that, I realized something was wrong.

Maybe under any circumstances, this wouldn't have any impact, but in this context, saying it like that would be admitting that I suspected Tongtong.

Tongtong stared at me blankly, her gaze unfocused. I hadn't expected such a strong reaction. Before I could explain, Tongtong spoke first: "I thought you really liked me that way, I thought you didn't care, I thought you could trust me. Husband!"

I was speechless. Should I tell Tongtong that I saw Brother Wang go into the bathroom while you were showering and stay there for a long time? Now I truly felt like I'd shot myself in the foot.

Losing interest in watching their wedding night pranks, Tongtong and I quietly left the new house without informing anyone.

The neighborhood where Mei Ting and her husband lived was quite nice. Although I didn't know what the groom, Lu Wenshuai, did, being able to afford a house in this neighborhood meant he was at least very wealthy. The landscaping was excellent, with artificial hills and water features, and even a sizable artificial forest. There weren't many people there at the moment, as there were still many mosquitoes under the trees and in the grass.

We sat silently on a bench beside the man-made forest, Tongtong gently leaning on my shoulder.

It was this tranquil environment that calmed my heart. The day's excitement had left me without proper reflection. Should this game really continue? Smelling Tongtong's hair, I realized we weren't those experienced online flirts, those who could break all barriers. Tongtong and I, or perhaps only me, had always longed for, fantasized about, and guided Tongtong. Although Tongtong had slowly accepted those open ideas, did she truly enjoy it? Or was it just to satisfy me?

Regardless of our intentions, before today, we had never taken any real action. Perhaps without today's circumstances, we would never have taken that step. Today's elation made me forget we weren't seasoned veterans; we weren't fully prepared to accept all of this. Tongtong was, and so was I.

Our tacit acceptance allowed things to unfold step by step. Whether Wang Ge acted intentionally or unintentionally, he took advantage of our vulnerability. As for Xu Meng, I was speechless; I admit I couldn't understand this woman.

The long silence was broken by Tongtong leaning against me: "Honey, have you ever thought that if I really had a relationship with someone else, would you realize you didn't actually want me to do that? Would you be bothered by my body being possessed by another man?"

I couldn't give Tongtong a precise answer because what happened between her and Wang Ge in the bathroom was still a heavy weight on my mind. Did they really have a relationship? If they did, and my answer was that I minded, would Tongtong be heartbroken? After all, I was the one who led her down this path. If they didn't have a relationship, and I answered that I didn't mind, would that mean I was tacitly approving, and the game would continue?

After much deliberation, I decided to try to find the lesser of two evils. No matter what, I couldn't break Tongtong's heart; I had to have the courage to bear the consequences of my own choices. No matter what, I will love Tongtong and marry her. I gave myself a definite answer.

“Honey, sometimes I might feel regret, sometimes I might feel a little scared. But what I fear isn’t whether you’ve had a relationship with another man, but rather that your heart might change because of these things. No matter what, even if you have a relationship, it’s just physical contact, ultimately no different from using a vibrator. The fundamental difference is that sex involves emotional interaction. I’m not afraid you’ll fall in love with another man, but I’m afraid you’ll become addicted to desire and unable to break free.” I thought deeply for a long time before slowly expressing my thoughts.

Her hair covered half of Tongtong’s face, and in the dim light, I couldn’t see her expression clearly.

“Honey, those thrills can indeed bring great physical pleasure. Although I’ve been compromising with you, from initially being unable to accept it, to gradually accepting it, to being so unrestrained today. At first, I didn’t resist according to my own will, and now I don’t have much of a longing for those things, you know?” Tongtong’s voice was soft. “Honey, because of you, I no longer resist those things, but that doesn’t mean I wholeheartedly accept them. I’m not so thirsty that I want other men just because I see them, not someone who can’t control myself when teased. When I saw your intimacy with Sister Xu Meng, and the intimacy between me and Brother Wang, you weren’t disgusted. I felt so happy at that moment. Because I’m not jealous of the women who bring you pleasure, because you’re willing to sacrifice your male moral dignity for my happiness.”

At that moment, I was deeply moved. I realized I wasn’t as great as Tongtong described myself to be; there were many selfish elements mixed in. But Tongtong still trusted me so much, loved me so much. With such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?

I kissed Tongtong's forehead: "Wife, in the scenario I hope for, you derive pleasure from those things, not from complying with my wishes, do you understand? Seeing you and Brother Wang still makes me jealous, still makes me sad. Maybe I can overlook your physical contact with other men, but I can't stand seeing you being nice to other men."

Tongtong arched her head and said, "Silly husband, you're my husband. Like you said, if something really happens in the future, I'll just treat him like a vibrator. How could I develop feelings for a vibrator? I know you're saying all this to lessen the feelings of betrayal I feel. My silly husband, if it were two years ago, I would have left you long ago, trying every means to push me into other men's arms."

I chuckled awkwardly. Although I knew Tongtong had already accepted so many cuckolding ideas in her mind, I didn't expect that if it actually happened, she would be even more accepting than I was. Maybe it all depends on my attitude.

After all that talk, what exactly happened between Tongtong and Brother Wang in the bathroom? Just as I was about to voice the question that had been lingering in my mind, Xu Meng's voice called out from a few dozen meters away, "Brother Fan, Tongtong!"

Apparently, the wedding night pranks had gone too far, and Mei Ting had coaxed them out. Wen Shuai had asked Brother Wang to take everyone out for karaoke or something that night. I really didn't know how they had gone so far, or if they had taken advantage of Mei Ting. Thinking about this, I remembered how Tongtong had deliberately shown me most of Mei Ting's white breasts earlier—it was quite tempting.

"Shall we go to karaoke?" Xu Meng walked up to us, took Tongtong's hand, and pulled her away from my arms. Tongtong hesitated, not wanting to go, and it was rare for her to have some peace and quiet with me. Just as she was making excuses, Brother Wang came over.

"Why don't you want to go?" Brother Wang asked.

Seeing that Tongtong didn't seem inclined to reply, I had no choice but to say, "I just upset Tongtong, and I'm trying to appease her. Why don't you go ahead?"

Brother Wang replied, "You're guests, after all. What would we do if we left you here so late at night? You have nowhere to go, and you can't exactly be knocking on someone's door later, haha. Wen Shuai even asked me to arrange accommodations for you tonight."

Seeing that Tongtong really didn't want to go, I had to politely decline again, "How about this, Brother Wang, you go ahead. Once Tongtong calms down, we'll take a taxi to find you."

"Okay." Brother Wang didn't press the matter further and pulled Xu Meng outside. A few minutes later, before I could even get back to the topic I wanted to ask, Brother Wang returned with Xu Meng.

"I sent Hei Zi and the others ahead. Xu Meng and I came to keep you company, haha. I really couldn't bear to leave you here alone. If you make excuses and don't come, Wen Shuai will accuse me of poor hospitality,

" Brother Wang said from afar.

Sigh, I thought to myself, it's so hard to have some alone time with Tong Tong. This Brother Wang is really persistent.

Xu Meng pulled Tong Tong to sit on a chair, and I shooed her away. Seeing me roll my eyes at her, Xu Meng said angrily, "What are you looking at? Trying to take advantage of me again? You two stinky men, go away and don't disturb our sisterly chat." Clearly, it's you who's disturbing us, okay? I thought to myself.

Brother Wang handed me a cigarette and lit it for me. The two of us men started taking a walk in the courtyard of the residential area.

Although it felt a little strange for two grown men to walk together, I decided to take this opportunity to ask Brother Wang for clarification.

"Brother Wang, what kind of person do you think Tongtong is?" Unable to find a good opening, I simply started a conversation. To avoid being interrupted by unexpected events, I decided to begin with Tongtong, getting straight to the point.

Brother Wang took a deep drag on his cigarette; the embers flickered briefly before going dark again. "I asked Tongtong today. I'm a few years older than you, so I'll call you 'little brother.'" He didn't object after reading my question, and continued, "Little brother, I can actually see what you're thinking. Tongtong is a good woman; you should treat her well. I genuinely like her, but I don't mean the kind of 'love that's about stealing someone else'. We chatted briefly this afternoon, and we talked about it."

A feeling of unease welled up inside me, which I forcibly suppressed, and I replied, "But Tongtong is my wife! What do you mean by telling me so bluntly that you like her?!"

"Since she's your wife, why did you just watch her play games with us today without stopping her? Why did you have a relationship with Xu Meng behind her back?" Brother Wang's two questions made me furious.

"That's my business. When Tongtong was taking a shower, you went in for so long; what exactly did you do?

" In my anger, I asked the question I most wanted to ask.

Brother Wang didn't answer me directly: "Brother, that's why I said at the beginning that I understood your mindset.

I'm not a man who lacks women, nor am I the kind of person who wants to sleep with every pretty woman I see. From the beginning of this game, I've been testing both of you. In some ways, you and I are the same kind of people."

I had heard similar arguments from Xu Meng before. I didn't interrupt Brother Wang, but just listened to him continue: "There are many wife-swapping groups in China now, as you probably know, brother. This kind of thinking is actually very strange. They treat their own women like their own property, not allowing others to infringe upon them, but now there are so many people who seem to think being cuckolded is a kind of enjoyment."

Seeing that I didn't interrupt, Brother Wang stubbed out his half-smoked cigarette and continued: Actually, I attended those kinds of gatherings a long time ago, and everything I said is true. Generally, these kinds of people can be divided into two types psychologically. One type has some physical disability, or their wife has an overly strong sex drive. Over time, this type develops distorted desires, hoping to satisfy their wife and thus gain pleasure themselves. The other type has a different attitude towards sex, believing it to be a source of pleasure, not a private, shameful matter. Of course, most people have both physical stimulation and psychological openness; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to accept such things.

Brother Wang, like a patient and persuasive teacher, clearly hit the nail on the head. My attitude towards sex was gradually becoming more open, and I could derive immense stimulation and satisfaction from cuckolding. This mentality made me feel a bit perverted.

Brother Wang continued, "Why do people enjoy doing things they know are wrong?

Because it does bring pleasure, but only to a certain type of person. For example, people who love spicy food find it delicious and even can't live without it. But people who can't handle spicy food find it torture. So, people who are open-minded about sex and willing to enjoy it with their wives are like those who love spicy food—they're all the same type of person."

"So you mean you and I belong to this category?" I finally couldn't help but ask.

Brother Wang continued to answer my question, "Of course, but you can't take that step because Tongtong is a good girl, and you're afraid of ruining her and your relationship. Today, I kept testing your attitude, and I could clearly feel your hesitation and struggle."

It didn't feel good to have my inner thoughts laid bare. I could deny what Brother Wang said, but I couldn't deny my own heart.

"You still haven't told me what happened between you two!" I continued.

Brother Wang smiled: "Why don't you ask Tongtong? The best answer is from her. I've told you so much because I hope that if you really go down this path, you'll protect Tongtong. Most women aren't born promiscuous; no woman can't resist sleeping with a man she sees. So Tongtong is willing to accept your idea because she loves you. But acceptance is one thing; for some women, it becomes a nightmare, and they never want to try it again. Others, however, enjoy it and their relationship with their husbands improves. It's a strange phenomenon, isn't it?"

I asked, somewhat puzzled: "What do you mean by all this? Are you trying to tell me you're someone who can bring Tongtong happiness without hurting us?"

Brother Wang continued: Perhaps you think I orchestrated many things, drawing a circle for you to fall into. Actually, I just did some things that went with the flow at appropriate times. If you weren't the kind of person I'm talking about, those things would have ended long ago. I just want to know if you can accept someone who enjoys happiness with us, and whether Tongtong will agree with you, not just in thought, but also in action. You know, many women might agree intellectually, but they just can't do it in reality.”

“So do you think Tongtong can do it in reality?” I continued to press.

“I don't know, that's why I'm testing you guys, including Tongtong. This kind of thing can't be forced. Are you willing to join this game?” Brother Wang asked me very seriously.

Although I always felt like I was being led to this point by Brother Wang, deep down I really wanted to know what kind of woman Tongtong was.

“My attitude depends on Tongtong's attitude,” I answered very seriously.

“Then you’ll have to cooperate. If Tongtong shows any reluctance, we’ll stop,” Brother Wang said, looking in the direction they were sitting.

Was I conspiring with another man to seduce my wife? It was exciting, yet terrifying. Would this finally unfold, the process I’d fantasized about countless times? But having come this far, I truly didn’t know if I could back down. It wasn’t that there was no way out, but rather that I simply couldn’t suppress the desires that had been aroused within me.

But was Brother Wang trustworthy?

After our conversation, we walked back to the grove. Tongtong and Xu Meng were chatting happily, discussing typical women’s topics like shopping and cosmetics. Seeing us return, Tongtong jumped up excitedly and grabbed my arm: “Honey, Sister Xu Meng said she’s going to give me a small bottle of Cartier perfume! It’s so expensive!” Seeing Tongtong’s excitement, I realized how powerful this stuff was for women. But what did Xu Meng mean?

Xu Meng seemed to notice my question and came over to mock me, saying, "You don't even know how to buy Tongtong anything decent? What kind of husband are you?"

Taking advantage of her kindness, I awkwardly laughed back. Xu Meng, not letting it go, continued, "Your poor little wife and I are thirsty from talking so much, aren't you going to buy us some drinks?" Just as I was about to refuse, Xu Meng threatened, "I haven't taken my medicine yet!"

This scared me so much that I immediately ran away. Brother Wang offered to go with me, but I refused, afraid he would use the opportunity to brainwash me again. When we got to the store at the entrance of the complex, I was picking out drinks when Xu Meng suddenly appeared. She immediately took my arm affectionately, startling me.

"Why are you running so fast! I haven't even said what I want to drink yet," Xu Meng teased. Even

after buying the drinks, she still held my arm, showing no intention of letting go. I could only slow down.

After all, I still felt guilty towards this woman. If we'd only slept together in the afternoon, and she acted like she didn't care about family by nightfall, I'd probably get her revenge.

"Brother Wang is coaxing Tongtong. Women don't accept things like that all at once. Even if they say they do, they still need encouragement and support from a man." Xu Meng's words startled me.

"Did Brother Wang ask you to tell me?" I asked, my face probably a little dark.

"What are you thinking? Anyone with eyes can see it! Tongtong told me about you two." Xu Meng glared at me.

"Ah, why would Tongtong tell you?" I felt a little dizzy.

"Women naturally tell other women what's on their minds. You men wouldn't understand. When I saw you two today, I knew you were still just dreamers without any real action, but I didn't expect you to be so open today!" Xu Meng said, rubbing my arm against her chest.

It really was something else, leaving me speechless. My most private thoughts were so easily and carelessly exposed by Brother Wang and Xu Meng. I felt utterly ashamed.

So I decided to retaliate: "I have a question for you!" "Go ahead, I'll answer it for you," Xu Meng said. "How many men have you slept with?" I asked maliciously.

The expected outburst of anger didn't come; Xu Meng just paused, stopped pressing her breasts against my arm, and slowly said, "My two boyfriends, Wen Shuai, Brother Wang, and you." Unexpectedly, Xu Meng answered me very seriously.

Xu Meng continued, "Liking sex doesn't mean you can do it with just anyone. Men like to call women promiscuous, but promiscuity should be an expression of sexual enjoyment, not a lifestyle. I'll tell you my story another time. But Tongtong, you have to take responsibility to the end."

Long afterward, I still remembered Xu Meng's words; they always left me with a deep sense of sadness. It was because of those words, or perhaps it was about Xu Meng herself!

I've never been sure what kind of person Brother Wang is, but his appearance pushed me forward from the brink of cuckoldry.

Halfway there with Xu Meng, carrying drinks, I suddenly became curious about what kind of ideas Brother Wang would instill in Tongtong when they were alone together. And I finally understood why so many cuckoldry novels always feature voyeurism; the thrill of that kind of voyeurism is absolutely insane.

I acted on my idea immediately and told Xu Meng about it. She seemed eager to try it too. So instead of going back the way we came, we went around to the other side of the grove behind the building, and under the cover of darkness, we crouched down and slowly approached the bench where Brother Wang and Tongtong were sitting. A row of holly bushes, each over a meter tall, provided us with perfect cover.

Crouching under the holly bushes, Xu Meng and I tried to keep our breathing as quiet as possible. But my heart was pounding faster and faster.

"Tongtong, Xiao Fan and I were chatting for ages. He kept asking me about the time I brought you your clothes while you were showering." It was Brother Wang's voice. I hadn't expected to hear the topic I most wanted to hear so soon.

"Brother Wang! What could possibly happen? No wonder he seemed jealous this afternoon. How could he let you bring me my clothes in!" Tongtong's voice had a strange quality to it.

"Hehe, Tongtong's shy, huh? We've seen all your great figures this afternoon, but it's still not as exciting as when you were showering. But you've been covering your private parts with your hands, so we still can't see them." Brother Wang's voice was laced with lewdness.

"Oh, stop talking, Brother Wang. If my husband heard this, he'd really think something happened between us." Tongtong's words finally put my mind at ease. It seemed the bathroom wasn't what I'd imagined; it was just that Brother Wang had seen Tongtong showering? Thinking about this, a burning desire slowly rose within me.

"Hehe, didn't I knock? I said I was bringing you some clothes. Xiao Fan said I should give them to you.

If I had barged in without knocking, you would have been terrified!" Brother Wang was using my name to cover up his lie. My heart, however, continued to race.

Tongtong was so embarrassed she couldn't speak. Brother Wang continued, "But let me tell you a secret. When I brought you your clothes in, Xiaofan also came back to the room and watched me go into the bathroom!"

"Huh?" Tongtong probably looked completely incredulous.

"And after I went in, I didn't call you directly. I stood outside for over twenty minutes. Although I couldn't see you showering through the glass door, just thinking about Tongtong showering naked inside, only a few meters away from me, separated by a thin glass partition, and only vaguely seeing your figure, I stood outside for twenty minutes, and my penis was hard for twenty minutes!" Brother Wang actually said such bold things to Tongtong! And finally, I knew what really happened in the bathroom.

"Brother Wang, how could you do this?" Tongtong looked somewhat exasperated.

Brother Wang, however, remained unhurried, saying, "Tongtong, don't be anxious. Think about it, Xiaofan let me in. I deliberately waited outside to see if your husband would come in. What does it mean if he doesn't come in? Have you considered his feelings?" Brother Wang was manipulating Tongtong.

This kind of voyeurism was incredibly stimulating. Although I felt uncomfortable listening to Brother Wang "disciplining" Tongtong, my gradually increasing erection revealed my body's reaction. When Xu Meng suddenly placed her hand between my legs, I almost couldn't help but moan.

"Brother Wang, really, really did my husband let you in?" Tongtong's voice was somewhat dazed.

“Yes, if he didn’t allow it, he would have rushed in already, right? If the two of us had stayed in the bathroom for so long, what would have happened between a beautiful woman taking a shower and a normal man? What would your husband think outside? He must be tacitly condoning something!” I understood Brother Wang’s intention; he wanted to use my attitude to force Tongtong to make a statement. What would happen? My mind was in turmoil at that moment.

Seeing that Tongtong didn’t speak, Brother Wang continued to guide her: “Xiaofan has always wanted you to experience that special kind of pleasure, but he couldn’t take that step. Actually, you two have communicated, right? My appearance has brought you this opportunity. To you, I’m actually a stranger. Although you have those thoughts, I won’t force you. It’s best to let everything develop naturally.”

Tongtong was clearly frightened by this other man’s explicit words and didn’t know how to react.

Brother Wang made some rustling movements, and I didn't dare stand up to see, so I could only guess. When Brother Wang spoke, I realized he had draped his coat over Tongtong: "It's a bit cold at night, put this on."

"Brother Wang, no!" Tongtong resisted, her voice weak and helpless.

"Let me hug you. I actually really like you, Tongtong. Your shy expression always makes me have all sorts of fantasies, and what's most precious is that you can accept things that seem crazy and rude to outsiders.

Your husband is so lucky to have you." As Brother Wang spoke, Tongtong's struggles gradually subsided.

"My husband will be back soon." Tongtong's tone was almost pleading.

"He won't be angry, will he? He might be a little jealous, but seeing this scene might be even more exciting. Don't you want to see his reaction?" Brother Wang lured Tongtong step by step.

Tongtong stopped struggling and didn't speak. The two of them fell silent. Maybe a few minutes passed, but my legs were numb from squatting. I dared not make a sound. Xu Meng was probably in the same boat; her legs were numb, and she had stopped teasing me.

"Why haven't they come back yet?" It was Tongtong's soft voice.

"Maybe Xu Meng is flirting with your husband. Xu Meng has her eye on your husband, and really wants to devour him!" Brother Wang teased.

I gave Xu Meng a smug look, only to be met with a series of eye rolls.

"Ah! No!" Tongtong suddenly stood up. I was startled, wondering what Brother Wang had done.

“I’m sorry, holding you reminded me of what happened when you took a shower this afternoon. I opened the door, and you were squatting there, clutching your chest. Your breasts were all flattened, and your face was as red as an apple.” Brother Wang stood up as he spoke, walking over to continue hugging Tongtong. “Just thinking about that scene makes me want to touch it, Tongtong, you have a classic beauty!”

“Mmm,” Tongtong let out a soft moan. For a brief two seconds, just as I was about to risk peeking in, I heard Tongtong take two quick steps back. “I can’t do this, I…husband, I can’t do this now.”

Brother Wang didn’t press the matter further: “Don’t be afraid, I won’t force you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have let you off the hook in the bathroom. Tongtong, your husband is really lucky, so soft. Haha.”

“You! Don’t tell my husband!” I couldn’t tell if there was any anger in Tongtong’s voice, but her breathing was even more chaotic than my own emotions. "I'll go find them."

With that, Tongtong's footsteps sounded, and Brother Wang followed.

I plopped down on the ground; my legs were too numb to stand. Xu Meng sat sideways on the grass, rubbing her legs, glancing at me: "What a show."

I ignored her, just pounding my numb legs. Once the pain subsided a little, I forced myself to stand up: "Hurry up, they'll come back if they can't find us."

We helped each other to a bench, waiting for their return.

Sure enough, as I expected, Brother Wang and Tongtong couldn't find us and came back. I carefully observed Tongtong's expression, but the lighting was too dim to see clearly, though Tongtong seemed to be intentionally keeping her distance from Brother Wang. And she wasn't wearing his coat anymore.

"Where did you guys go?" I asked before they could speak. Xu Meng, seeing my act, sat there giggling. I turned and glared at her.

"We went looking for you. You hadn't come back for ages," Brother Wang chimed in.

"Oh, we came through the path behind the building. We must have gotten lost," I pretended to analyze.

"Hey, where's the water you bought?" Tongtong came over and took my arm, noticing we were empty-handed when we returned with the water.

Oh no! I immediately realized. I was so focused on peeking from behind the holly tree that I'd left the plastic bag of water on the lawn behind the house to avoid making noise. I couldn't exactly take them to the lawn to get it; that would give us away. Before

I could even think of an answer, Xu Meng's laughter grew even more uncontrollable. While everyone stared at her in bewilderment, she covered for me, saying, "Oh, Xiao Fan was teasing me on the way, so we ended up in the lake." I was stunned. Falling into the lake is one thing, but to accuse me of teasing her? I quickly explained, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't tease you." Xu Meng looked at me with a half-smile, until I felt a little guilty. I glanced at Tongtong in my arms; she seemed to falter at the word "teasing," completely oblivious to my guilt. Thinking about it carefully, I realized she must have thought about Wang Ge teasing her earlier.

Looking at Tongtong's black bra visible through her sheer skirt, I wondered if Wang Ge had touched her through her clothes or if he had put his hand inside.

"After all that, we still don't have any water to drink," Xu Meng complained first.

Wang Ge suddenly said, "Tongtong, do you really not want to go sing?" Tongtong finally snapped out of her daze and nodded in confusion. That place was a mess, full of grown men. They'd probably have to call her "princess" or something. I didn't want Tongtong to go either.

Brother Wang grinned mischievously, laughing until I was practically crawling with unease before finally speaking: "We're bridesmaids and groomsmen, after all. Today's the handsome young couple's wedding night, how can we not have some fun?" I looked at Brother Wang with a hint of doubt: "Didn't Mei Ting kick you out earlier?" I remembered Mei Ting's ample bosom.

"She did kick you out, the young couple's in a hurry for their wedding night! But if I don't take a note, I can't go back!

" Brother Wang continued, then casually pulled out a bunch of keys.

Damn, so this guy already had the keys. I guess during that bathroom scene this afternoon, Brother Wang just opened the door when he came back, without Xu Meng needing to leave it open. I was wondering why; I should remember if we didn't close the door when we came in.

"This is the key to the new house! How did you get it?" Tongtong exclaimed softly.

"I was the one who came to supervise the renovations all the time. Wenshuai gave me a proper key after the renovations were finished," Brother Wang said with his usual mischievous smile.

"You planned this all along!" I said resentfully.

"What do you mean by 'planned'? If you guys agreed to go singing, we'd all be sitting in the karaoke bar right now. Since nobody wanted to go, I had to come up with something for us," Brother Wang said innocently.

"Great! This sounds exciting. I wonder if Shuaishuai and the bride have started their lovemaking yet. I have to go up and see," Xu Meng, that little devil, started stirring things up again.

Although I pretended to be uninterested, I actually really wanted to go and see. I finally understood why so many people were so enthusiastic about the wedding night pranks—it satisfies people's voyeuristic desires and thrill-seeking mentality. Tongtong also seemed a little eager to try it out.

Needless to say, the four of us quietly returned to the new apartment upstairs.

Like thieves, we stealthily opened the door, the lights inside all turned off. I held Tongtong's hand; her hands were sweaty with nervousness.

Luckily, it wasn't too dark. Wang Ge and Xu Meng went first, Tongtong and I brought up the rear. We changed our shoes and tiptoed towards the new apartment, barely daring to breathe. I'd already experienced this feeling downstairs, so this time it felt surprisingly natural.

The master bedroom door wasn't closed, and the lights were off. We peeked out for a while. We only occasionally heard rustling sounds from the bed; there was no sign of anything happening. Had they already finished? No way, I kept thinking.

Xu Meng couldn't resist any longer and slipped to the bedside. Wang Ge crouched down and entered. Tongtong and I remained hidden.

Xu Meng studied the bedside for a while, then gestured for the light to be turned on. Wang Ge understood and immediately switched on the main light. The moment it turned on, Xu Meng yelled, "Caught in the act!" Before Xu Meng's voice even faded, Mei Ting's voice burst out, "Ah!" My eyes took a second or two to adjust to the sudden light. Seeing the two sitting up on the bed, I thought to myself, "What a pervert!"

Both were wearing pajamas, showing no signs of any impending action. It was their wedding night! Were they really going to just fall asleep like this?!

Mei Ting got up and pinched Wang Ge hard: "You little brat, trying to scare your sister to death!" Wang Ge grinned and took it.

I was a little annoyed; the family hierarchy was messed up! Mei Ting called Wang Ge "Little Wang," and I called him Wang Ge!

Wen Shuai pulled Mei Ting away from venting her anger on Wang Ge: "I told you all, they might come tonight, so you were prepared, haha." It turned out the groom knew this was coming all along; he'd been all set up for us! We didn't even get to see a proper love scene.

Seeing Tongtong, Mei Ting jumped off the bed and pulled her away from me: "You've come to laugh at me too!

" Tongtong just chuckled dryly.

Wang Ge laughed and said, "Since everyone's here, there should be some entertainment, right? Don't try to get rid of us." The groom said, "You're full of bad ideas; we won't have a peaceful day if we don't get rid of you!" Wang Ge's grin faded: "First, let the bride and groom tell us how they met, when they met, when they became a couple, and when they had sex!" "Get lost!" Mei Ting interrupted Wang Ge.

Despite the initial commotion, we eventually settled down in the room and began interrogating the newlyweds like a tribunal.

Brother Wang would occasionally crack a dirty joke, which Mei Ting would immediately follow with a tirade, while the groom seemed completely unfazed. Watching someone else's wife being teased, I felt excited and without any pressure, but it didn't give me the same thrill as when I saw Brother Wang flirting with Tongtong.

In the time it takes to smoke two cigarettes, Mei Ting and Wen Shuai had recounted almost everything from their first meeting to their wedding. Those silly little games, like the apple-eating game, had probably already been played by the rest of the group. Brother Wang, seemingly racking his brains, kept giving the bride and groom difficult questions.

Tongtong sat next to me and slowly began whispering in my ear about what our wedding would be like, and I gradually joined in the conversation quietly. Just as Tongtong was chatting away, her face full of longing, Brother Wang interrupted our sweet little conversation: "Tongtong, the bride and groom are making their solemn vows, how could you interrupt them?

" Actually, our voices weren't loud, and we weren't disrupting the atmosphere; it seemed Brother Wang wanted to drag us in too.

Tongtong was a little embarrassed: "Continue, continue. I won't say anything!" But Brother Wang persisted:

“No, how can you not punish someone for making a mistake? You interrupted the groom's speech, so as compensation, you should dance with him.” “Huh?” Tongtong was a little confused about how this involved her.

With Wang Ge's continued encouragement, Wen Shuai patted Mei Ting's hand and stood up to invite Tongtong to dance. Tongtong looked at me, and I could only nod. She reached out, and Wen Shuai pulled her up.

“The bedroom is too small, let's move to the living room.” After everyone agreed to Wang Ge's suggestion, the group went to the living room, turned on the music, and dimmed the lights. Wen Shuai pulled the slightly blushing Tongtong, and they started dancing ballroom dance in the center of the living room. As

soon as the music started, perhaps because the atmosphere was so good, Xu Meng came over, pulled me up, put her arms around my neck, and started dancing to the beat. I had only learned ballroom dancing in college and hadn't practiced since, so I was a little clumsy. Xu Meng wrapped both arms around my neck, rested her head on my chest, and moved her feet rhythmically, saying, "Just like that." I glanced at Tongtong, who was deliberately keeping her distance from the groom, but didn't pay much attention to Xu Meng's intimate gesture. So I put my hands on Xu Meng's waist and swayed my feet to the music.

A little while later, Brother Wang also pulled Mei Ting onto the dance floor with a standard invitation.

What was this? A threesome? Some wicked thoughts flashed through my mind.

The music continued, and the three of us changed partners twice more. When Brother Wang was dancing with Tongtong, my attention was almost entirely on them, but this time Brother Wang didn't do anything out of line.

After about four or five songs, everyone was quite tired. So we sat on the sofa, continuing to play soft dance music, and Brother Wang and the groom brought out two bottles of red wine.

Brother Wang was a very talkative person, with excellent eloquence. He did almost half the talking of the six of us sitting there, and it never got boring. Tongtong nestled lazily in my arms, her little face flushed from drinking, looking absolutely adorable. It

was past midnight by then, and Meiting was the first to give up. The bride and groom had been busy the whole day; a wedding is truly exhausting.

We were going to say goodbye, but the groom insisted we stay. After all, it was their wedding night; what would it mean if we stayed? Meiting felt a little embarrassed, thinking she hadn't been very hospitable, but she was just too tired to go on. Finally, we agreed that Tongtong and I would stay at Brother Wang's house.

After agreeing, we didn't leave immediately. Meiting went to rest, while Wenshuai continued chatting with us in the living room.

Soon, two bottles of red wine were empty, but we were still enjoying ourselves. Wenshuai brought out a bottle of white wine, but Tongtong refused to drink any more. Brother Wang pulled out a set of dice from somewhere and wanted to play while drinking.

The game was simple: guessing the numbers, something many people have played. Each person had five dice, and everyone rolled their own. Then they took turns guessing how many points were rolled. The loser got a sip of wine.

Tongtong, who didn't drink, naturally didn't participate. Brother Wang and the others were all seasoned players. Although I quickly adapted to the game, they still managed to get me quite a bit drunk. After a few ounces of wine, I was already feeling tipsy from the red wine I'd drunk earlier. Afraid of getting truly drunk, I refused to drink anymore.

After losing another round, Brother Wang said, "Either drink or take off a shirt, your choice.

" A grown man, afraid of taking off clothes? I took off my jacket and threw it aside. Surprisingly, after taking off my shirt, my luck turned around. The remaining half-bottle of wine, after I paid the price of being shirtless, was all poured into the mouths of the three of them.

The wine was finished, so all that was left was to take off the clothes. But no one showed any sign of stopping; they watched intently.

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