Our Friendship Journey 4

A week later, Xiao A texted me, saying he was going to stay out of town for a while in a few days and wanted to get together with us before he left. I said, "Then you should discuss it with her. Do you have any other plans this time? Should we give you two a chance to be alone?" He said no, he understood the rules. If he had the chance to be intimate with his wife next time, he hoped both of them would have enough time; he didn't want to rush things. That evening, my wife told me that Xiao A had invited us to karaoke again the next day. I asked my wife again, "Should we give you two a chance to be alone tomorrow?" My wife said, "Xiao A said it's just for singing, so let's go together." The next day, we arrived as planned. Xiao A hadn't arrived yet, so we booked a private room and waited for him. A little while later, Xiao A arrived and said, "Sorry I'm late." My wife said, "It's okay, we just arrived a little while ago too." Then she took his hand and helped him sit down, offering him a grape. After resting for a bit, my wife said, "Let's go choose songs," and pulled Xiao A to sit in front of the song selection screen. The layout of this private room was a bit different. There was an electronics cabinet inside, and the karaoke screen was in a corner next to it. There was a 90-degree angle between the sofa I was sitting on and the karaoke screen, so I couldn't see them from the sofa. More than ten minutes passed, and they still hadn't finished selecting songs. I wondered what they were doing. I quietly peeked over and saw that they weren't selecting songs at all. My wife was straddling his lap, and the two of them were passionately kissing. I sat back down without disturbing them. After quite a while, they finally came over and sat down on the sofa next to me. Xiao A was singing, and my wife was hugging him and nestled in his arms. After two songs, Xiao A helped her sit facing him astride his lap. Then my wife took a grape, put it in her mouth, and pushed it into his mouth. Seeing they had lost interest in singing, I ordered a few songs. The moment the music stopped during the second song, I heard someone say, "Don't break it." I glanced over and saw Xiao A's hand inside my wife's clothes, moving from her chest to her back, groping for a while before returning to her chest. I knew clearly that my wife's breasts had been violated, and she was sitting upright, one hand on her shoulder, the other gently stroking his hair, silently accepting the violation. A moment later, they leaned forward and kissed deeply. After a while, Xiao A's hands moved to her armpits, making her kneel upright on the sofa, and then he buried his head in her chest. I felt my heart racing and my throat dry. I quietly opened the door and went out. I went outside, smoked a cigarette, and wandered around for a while. When I returned to the private room, only my wife was inside. I asked, "Where's Xiao A?" She said, "He went to the restroom," and then walked over and hugged me sweetly, saying, "Why did you run out?" "When did you leave? We didn't even know!" I said. "You two were so engrossed in your kiss, how would we know?" She nestled on my shoulder and said sweetly, "You're so annoying, you didn't even keep an eye on us. The waiter just came in." I said, "What did the waiter come in for?" She said, "The waiter said it was dark inside and there was no sound, so he thought no one was there." I said, "So he saw what you were doing?" She said, "He saw a little. It's all your fault." I reached into her clothes, and her bra was gone. I asked, "Where's your bra?" She said, "The clasp is broken, I put it in my bag." I touched her and said, "I just saw Little A sucking on your breasts, I want to suck on them too." She said, "There's his saliva on them, I'll wash them when we get home and give them to you." I said, "Are you going home tonight?" She said, "Little A didn't say tonight, he said another day." I said, "He's already got you all worked up and he's not going to care about you anymore?" She playfully slipped her hand into my pants and said, "But I still have this." A little while later, Little A came in, but my wife was still holding me tightly, ignoring him. He tactfully went to choose a song, and a while later my wife and I sat down on the sofa. Little A came over after choosing a song, and my wife asked him to sit next to her. As Little A sang, I reached out and put my arm around my wife, who leaned against me, placing her legs on Little A's lap. I slipped my hand inside her clothes and gently caressed her. A moment later, I pulled Little A's hand to her breast, and we each massaged one side. I asked my wife, "Which hand feels better?" She said, "Both feel good." A few minutes later, my wife pushed our hands away and sat up, saying we couldn't do this anymore; it would be even more embarrassing if the waiter came in and saw the two of us touching her. Perhaps influenced by the waiter, they didn't engage in any further intimate behavior, occasionally just feeding him. Before the allotted time was up, Little A said, "Let's call it a day." We said, "Okay." We left the karaoke bar. They whispered a few words in each other's ears, then my wife kissed him on the cheek and waved goodbye. To be continued!

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