Wife and Childhood Friend 2

I felt my wife was also interested, but she needed me to push things forward. They were in a state of ambiguity, and at this point, a little push might make it happen. After breakfast, I quickly told my wife to take a shower. Then I helped her find and choose clothes, feeling like I was taking her on a blind date. From showering to choosing clothes and getting ready, my wife seemed passive and unenthusiastic. I think she actually wanted to dress up properly, but was too embarrassed to take the initiative because of my feelings. So, I had to take the initiative and lead her. Looking at my wife, so beautiful in front of the vanity, and knowing that she might be pinned down by another man in a moment, I felt uneasy. My wife probably sensed my unease and comforted me, saying, "Maybe we're overthinking it. He's not even thinking about it. He'll be back after dinner. Or maybe he'll bring his child along."
A little while later, my childhood friend called at the entrance of the complex. My wife glanced at me and said, "I'm on my way." I replied blankly, "Have fun!" My wife calmly said, "Don't worry, he'll probably be back soon." Honestly, I was really worried. My childhood friend was coming with his child, and after a while, I texted my wife to ask if he had brought the child. She replied, "No." My heart settled down, but then my anxiety returned.
Until noon, my wife didn't text me, and I had no appetite. I just lay in bed, playing with my half-erect penis. I didn't dare masturbate until I ejaculated, afraid I'd regret it later. I called my wife and asked her to come home. Around 1:00 PM, my wife texted, saying she'd finished eating. I asked what was next, and she said she didn't know, planning to go see a movie. I said, "What movie? Let's just have a live-action movie!" She replied with another message, "Get lost." Sigh. I felt a bit disappointed; it was hopeless. A little while later, my wife sent a picture of a hotel entrance, saying she'd booked a room and wanted me to come up. "Did I really go?" I replied with an "Oh." My hands were shaking, and my heart was pounding in my throat; I could feel it pounding. If it doesn't happen, I feel disappointed; if it does, I feel heartbroken and upset. I'm caught in a constant struggle. Ever since my wife said she wanted to go in, I've been restless. It feels like my beloved toy has been given to someone else to play with; I want it to be played with well, but I'm also afraid it will be ruined. I keep asking myself, what am I trying to achieve? Why? I feel incredibly pathetic, and the humiliation is intense. I'm also worried that my childhood friend won't be gentle, or that his attitude towards my wife will change after he ejaculates. I wanted to text my wife to ask how it went, but I edited and deleted the message several times. Finally, I mustered up the courage and texted, "What are you doing?" To my surprise, she replied instantly, "Watching TV." I said, "Finished so quickly?" She replied, "What are you thinking about?" I asked, "Where is he? You can still chat with me? Isn't he next to you?" My wife sent a picture of the bathroom; I could vaguely see someone showering on the glass wall. We chatted for a bit, then I asked her if she was nervous, but she stopped replying to my WeChat messages. I remember feeling my face burning and my breathing becoming rapid. My hand kept involuntarily masturbating, my mind filled with images of my wife on the white sheets, her hands gripping them tightly, being brutally fucked by another man; I could even hear their moans. Finally, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated. As soon as I did, I felt an overwhelming sense of regret. I felt so damn pathetic, the humiliation was intense. I wanted to call my wife and ask her to come back, but it had been over an hour since she last replied to my WeChat message. What had happened in that hour, or what was happening now, was probably too late.

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