The first difficult exchange 1

On March 3, 2018 , we met a couple. The first meeting was nerve-wracking, conflicted, and agonizing! I don't have any particular inclination towards sharing, so it's still a difficult thing for me to accept. The couple seemed quite nice in many ways, especially the woman, whose looks and figure seemed to match the husband's aesthetic, which added a touch of melancholy to my heart! During the meal, we all got along very well, especially the two husbands, who seemed to have hit it off immediately, their conversation becoming increasingly engaging! I felt conflicted, with indescribable feelings. Although nothing had happened yet, their actions made me feel very unbalanced! Perhaps it stemmed from a woman's innate jealousy!
On March 24 , 2018 , the event started much sooner than I expected. Surprisingly , I felt unusually calm throughout the journey, even less nervous than during our first meeting. Was I truly ready? Was I completely relaxed? Deep down, I knew that even with thorough mental preparation, reality was still harsh!
Everything was proceeding as planned. Before it began, the other wife suggested a separate room, not wanting to be in the same room. (The couple's previous two swaps involved each other bringing their wives to separate rooms.) This was a challenge for me. From our first spa session, we'd agreed that my husband would accompany me throughout each activity, never leaving me alone. We prioritize sensory stimulation; where would the stimulation come from if we were in separate rooms? Someone always has to compromise, and I silently accepted. Watching my husband take another woman into another room, I felt utterly dejected! The activity had to continue, but I was finding it difficult to get into the mood. My heart followed my husband into the other room, but I still cooperated with him, hoping he could give me a different experience, making me forget everything. But then, the embarrassing thing happened: before I could even feel anything, he finished! I was devastated! The next room had probably just started, and mine was already over! We lay on the bed, listening to the sounds from next door, chatting about our usual habits, but I was distracted. A long time passed before the door next door finally opened. We exchanged a brief report on the experience, which hadn't gone as planned either! I understand my husband. He is a perfectionist and cannot tolerate any flaws. He will continue to surpass himself in the future. This made me unable to say what I was about to say. I can't put pressure on him, because my emotions will affect his performance!
After a short rest, we returned to our respective rooms. I could clearly hear the conversation next door. To ease the awkwardness, I made small talk with the person next to me, and soon they were fast asleep! I found it amusing; this guy was incredibly carefree! His wife was in the next room with another man, and he could sleep soundly, so peacefully! Around 2 a.m., there were noises from the next room: a woman's soft moans, the slapping sounds of flesh against flesh, the bed shaking rhythmically, followed by a man's low growl … My heart felt like it was being crawled on by a million ants. I pulled the blanket over my head, but the sounds were still clear; the pain was excruciating! The night felt like an eternity. I lay there with my eyes open, waiting for dawn, hoping the night would end soon! I don't know how much time passed, but then I heard noises from the next room. I felt disappointed and jealous ... The sound of running water in the bathroom finally woke up the person next to me. I checked my phone; it was already past 5 a.m. He came over and hugged me, trying his best to get me going, but he himself didn't seem to have any reaction. I was puzzled; he had slept all night, so why couldn't he get an erection by dawn? Seeing him like this, I completely lost interest ...
After the activity, my husband and I discussed it and concluded that it wasn't very successful. I don't know where the problem lay. Was it because it was our first time and we were nervous? Or was it because being in separate rooms didn't provide enough sensory stimulation? Or was it because the four of us hadn't fully communicated beforehand and didn't understand each other's habits ...?

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