I fell in love with my husband's friend

I fell in love with my husband's friend. My surname is Huang, my English name is Ada, I am 29 years old this year, I am 156cm tall, 112lbs, and my measurements are 33.5B, 26, 35. I married my husband when I was 26 years old. I work as a waitress in a Japanese restaurant attached to a hotel, and my husband is an elevator maintenance worker. This happened when I was 28 years old. I remember one night my husband invited me to a bar to watch a football match. My husband likes to watch live football matches, and sometimes when I have free time or the next day off, I will go to the bar to watch with him. That night, he brought a new colleague with him. His name is A-Dong, an 18-year-old boy, but he is quite tall, probably 180cm and 160lbs. It turns out that he just finished high school and joined my husband's company less than a month ago. But because he works the same shifts as my husband, and he likes to watch football, sometimes even betting with my husband, and he lives near our home, he and my husband quickly became close. After that night, I started to get to know him better. One day, I was on my day off at home when my husband called and said he had asked Ah Dong to bring up a few DVDs. He explained that Ah Dong was off that day and would be renting DVDs from a video store, so he asked him to help rent a few more. However, I was going out for a massage (because of my job, I need to stand for long periods, so I sometimes get foot massages on my days off). So I asked my husband for Ah Dong's phone number and arranged to meet him after my massage. After my massage, I called him, and it turned out he was also near the massage place. I waited for him for a while, and then he arrived. I said I had to go home, and he said he was too, so we took the bus home together. But because it was after get off work, the bus was crowded, and I couldn't hold onto the handrail, so I had to hold onto his arm. Because it was crowded, my chest was sometimes pressed against his arm. Finally, we got off at our stop, and I asked him where he was going. He said he had nowhere to go, maybe he would go to the stadium to watch a game of soccer. Since I hadn't eaten dinner, and my husband had to work the night shift, I was going to eat out alone tonight. So I asked him if we could eat together, and he said yes. Afterwards, we went to a nearby tea restaurant. Once we sat down, he asked why I wanted a massage. I explained, and he said he knew how to massage. I asked him how he knew, and he said it was because his uncle was a blacksmith. He used to play at his uncle's clinic after school or during holidays, or sometimes help out, so he knew a little bit. He even said he could massage me next time so I could try his techniques. I laughed and said, "Really? That way I can save a lot!" He replied, "No! The first time is free, but if it's good, the second time will cost money." Then he smiled, and I asked him when I could try it. He suggested next Wednesday, since I had a day off, and he said he had the same day off. That day, I arranged to meet him at my house at 3:30 PM. My husband was due to return at 3 PM, and I hadn't mentioned it to him. He arrived right on time. I was already dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. I sat on the sofa, and he placed my feet on his thighs and started massaging. I remarked to him, "Your massage is quite realistic!" He replied earnestly, "Of course, but I'm not one to give massages easily. It's only with you, sister-in-law, that I'm willing." I laughed and said, "I'm so lucky to have gotten your first time." Then I asked him, "Why are you so free? You don't even go on dates during your holidays." He answered, "I don't have a girlfriend." I asked, "You're so old and you've never dated?" He said very seriously, "No." I tried it. I asked him again, "So you're not a virgin?" He said very seriously, "Yes." I blushed because I didn't know how to answer that awkward question. He was also wearing shorts, and my legs were on his thighs. Sometimes when I bent my legs, I could touch his genitals. Soon after, I started to feel his genitals getting hard. I also noticed that his eyes were constantly looking at my thighs. I closed my eyes shyly. I realized that sometimes he wasn't massaging me, but stroking me. When I closed my eyes, I thought of a virgin stroking me now, and his genitals getting hard because of me. My desire had been aroused by his touch. I closed my eyes, enjoying his massage and caresses. After about ten or twenty minutes, I told him my shoulders and neck were a little sore. He then asked me to sit on a chair so he could massage my shoulders, and he stood behind me. After a few minutes, he pulled me back against his abdomen, and I felt his erect penis pressing against my back, rubbing against me intentionally or unintentionally. Sometimes he would pull my hands to massage my arms. We didn't talk. After about ten minutes of him rubbing his penis against my back, I felt him suddenly twitch, and his hand suddenly pressed hard on my shoulder before stopping. I opened my eyes and asked him what was wrong. He was panting and weakly said, "Nothing!" Seeing that he was sweating profusely, I said, "You're so tired, don't massage anymore." He said, "Don't worry, I'll massage you again later." But as I leaned against his penis, I felt it soften and his hand... He was exhausted, so after a while I told him to stop. He stopped and went to the bathroom. When he came out, we were sitting in the living room. I said to him, "Thank you for the massage." He replied, "Sister-in-law, you're welcome. But your neck and shoulders are quite strained. An oil massage would be much better." I said, "Yes, I tried an oil massage once before, and the masseur said the same thing." He suddenly asked nervously, "Sister-in-law, what was the massage I did for you?" "Boy or girl?" I answered, "It's a girl. Why do you ask?" He replied, "Nothing!" Then he looked at me and said, "Well... well." He looked at me again and said, "How about I give you an oil massage next time?" I thought for a few seconds and then answered, "Okay!" Why did I answer him? Maybe it was because of that shy look in his eyes that stirred up my desire to try being intimate with a virgin. After that, we agreed to meet at my house at the same time next Thursday afternoon. When my husband came home, he was a little later than usual, so I asked him, "Why are you so late today?" He replied, "It's been Dong all day, but he's sick today, so only I and one other colleague were working, which is why I was late getting to work!" At that moment, I wondered if I could ask him to come today; he clearly said he had the day off! Then I knew what he was up to. That night, when my husband and I were going to bed, I thought about how it felt when he massaged me that day, and how intimate it would be when he gives me an oil massage next Thursday... My desire was aroused again, and my genitals started to get wet. My husband was reading in the next room, and I started to actively caress his genitals because I really needed him. At first, he ignored me, so I took off his pajama bottoms and started giving him oral sex. A few minutes later, his penis was erect, and he asked me, "Wife, why are you so horny today?" I said, "You haven't touched me for days! I always take care of myself. If you keep doing this, I'll find another man to help me!" He said, "Wife, when did you start eating so much? You want it every day, what am I going to do? I can't satisfy you!" I pretended to be very angry and replied, "Fine! I'll find someone else, so you don't have to go through all that trouble!" He laughed and said, "Wife, you really know how to think of me. The most important thing is that you're happy!" Then he started inserting his penis into my vagina. While he was thrusting in and out, I was thinking about my intimacy with Ah Dong next week, and I quickly reached orgasm. Because I hadn't had an orgasm with my husband in a long time, he always inserted himself without any foreplay, and he ejaculated before I even reached orgasm. The next morning, I was still home in the afternoon, but my husband had already left early. Ah Dong called me, and I asked him what was up. He said, "I know you're coming home late today. Do you have anyone to have dinner with? If not, I'll come out and eat with you!" I asked him, "Don't you have to go to work?" He said, "Yes, but I can eat a little later and come back later." I replied, "Okay, then let's meet at the restaurant from yesterday at noon." After I hung up the phone, I got up and went to shower, feeling refreshed. I suddenly felt like I was experiencing first love again. When I arrived at the restaurant, I saw him smoking and waiting for me. As soon as he saw me, he put down his cigarette and called me "Sister-in-law" somewhat shyly. I greeted him and ordered my food. After that, I looked at him, and his eyes met mine before he looked away. We were silent for two or three minutes before I asked him, "Why did you tell me you had a day off when you took sick leave yesterday?" He stared at the ashtray without answering. After a minute, I asked him again, "Why?" He then slowly and softly said, "Because I wanted to see you!" I asked him again, "Why?" He still slowly and softly said, "Because I like you." Actually, I already knew this answer when my husband told me he had taken sick leave yesterday, but I thought it would make me much happier if he told me it himself. We didn't speak for a while after that until we finished eating. I said to him, "You know I'm much older than you, and I have a husband. Do you still think about me now?" He looked at me very firmly and said, "Yes! I've only ever had a crush on two people. One was when I was in Form Three, and the other is you." I asked him why. He said, "I don't know, I can't figure it out. Maybe it's because you're so nice to me. I liked you from the first day I saw you. I was already thinking about you when I saw you take a shower the first day." I blushed and didn't know how to answer him. Then I checked the time and said to him, "You've had enough time." Since I still had time, I accompanied him to catch the bus. On the way...He kept his eyes on the ground and his hands in his pockets as he walked with me. I finally couldn't resist squeezing his arm. He pulled his right hand out of his pocket, and we exchanged a glance. Then he took my hand and we walked together. Once we were on the street, he tactfully let go of my hand, afraid of being seen. Later, when he boarded the bus, I said to him, "Hurry back! Don't be late!" He happily replied, "Oh! Okay!" After he got back to his company, he sent me several text messages, saying things like "I'm back now," "I'm working there now," or asking what I was doing. Occasionally, he would say, "I miss you so much," which made me happy at work that day. I kept secretly checking his messages.

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