My wife's first experience

# First Experience
Perhaps it was the influence of working from home during that period; I was cooped up at home for so long, and the idea of trying something new kept nagging at me. Soon I contacted a single man who did spa treatments, and from the photos, his penis looked quite large. Mine is only about 12 or 13 cm long, and his seemed a head longer.
After mentioning it to my wife once, she said that since I wanted to, she should come with me to try it. Actually, all the previous experiences were mostly her way of fulfilling my desires, and this time was no different. However, I think she was also aroused by me, after all, she hadn't experienced what it felt like to be with someone else for so many years.
On the way to the hotel where I was to meet the single man, my hands were trembling a little, but seeing her expressionless face, I felt a little uneasy, wondering if she was angry or what.
When we arrived, she cooperated and changed into stockings. Seeing her lying on the bed, my heart started pounding. Following the plan, I went to the room next door where the single man was, chatted with him for a while, and finally made up my mind. Watching him walk step by step into the room where my wife was, my heart beat faster and faster.
When I came out, I had my voice chat on, and I could vaguely hear my wife's shy responses and the sounds of her having a spa treatment with a single man. Time seemed to drag on endlessly. I could hear my wife's soft moans coming from the phone, and my mind kept replaying the scene in that room. Had she already been completely groped? Her body, which belonged only to me, was now open to someone else.
I've forgotten the complex feelings I had at that moment; what I felt most was worry, worry that my wife's body wouldn't be treated with the same tenderness as others.
My heart was pounding faster and faster with each passing moment. I don't know if anyone has ever experienced that itchy feeling inside, that feeling that seemed to burst from my body. I wanted to go outside their room to hear more clearly, but I was also afraid of being discovered.
A moan from the phone broke the silence, a moan filled with discomfort and a sense of suppression. I couldn't sit still any longer. I pushed open the door and went into the hallway, slowly walking to the doorway.
I could vaguely hear the familiar moan, suppressed yet impossible to suppress. Standing at the door, I didn't know what to feel—a mix of disappointment, tension, and heartache. Afraid of attracting attention, I knocked on the door. Whether I didn't hear clearly or not, my wife's moans didn't stop immediately. After a while, I thought I heard a quiet conversation, the sound of shoes and slippers coming in, and a man's voice inside asking, "Who is it?" I answered, and he opened the door.
I saw his erect penis, much larger than in the photos. It felt like it was two sizes bigger than mine. The condom was still wet with semen. He went in and closed the door. I saw my wife lying with her head facing me, legs wide open. He went back to the bed and started again. I watched my wife reach orgasm with each "no." Later, when she was on top, she was hesitant to fully sit down. I watched her orgasm again and again, until she seemed exhausted at the end. When they finished, the bed was soaked. She rarely wets herself during sex. When she came back from showering, she was still on the bed, her shy demeanor returning, lying there, even a little embarrassed to look up.

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