His wife's blissful and lucky first time, middle-aged man Y

For the next six months or so after Z's affair, I relentlessly interrogated my wife in bed about every single detail of her encounter with Z, imagining Z's penis ejaculating hot semen inside her. However, Z's character made my wife unwilling to see him again, yet I desperately craved her being with another man. That's when Y appeared—a 40-year-old man I met by chance through WeChat's "message in a bottle" feature.
Actually, I had worked on my wife's mindset for a long time before meeting Y. Although she gradually realized that I was indeed a pervert who wasn't ashamed of being cuckolded but rather proud of it, she still couldn't let go. Her worries persisted until she went to see Y: she kept asking if he would use this as an excuse to leave her after she went, or if he would bring it up during arguments. I really comforted my wife for a long time, reassuring her and telling her to go without worry.
Before the date, my wife and I prepared for a long time. We took a bath together, and I shaved her pubic hair clean with a razor: we thought it would make her feel better (a man I recently met actually liked it when my wife was shaved). We went through the closet together, picking out everything from thongs to coats, discussing how to create a sexy look. I gave her advice on makeup, telling her if it was too heavy or too light, and whether her eyebrows were drawn the same height on both sides… The smug feeling of dressing my wife up beautifully and sending her to another man to have sex with her, haha.
Around 5 pm, I whispered to my wife before parting, telling her to let him ejaculate inside her and not to wash. My wife blushed, nodded slightly to me, and turned her face away, as shy as a girl experiencing her first love. After seeing my wife off in a taxi and returning home, I couldn't calm down. Occasionally, we'd exchange text messages, with her saying she'd seen Y, that Y was playing cards with friends, that she'd gone to dinner with Y, that she'd arrived at the hotel… then there was no further response. I spent the whole night feeling uneasy and unable to sleep.
The next day at 7 am, my wife returned. Her makeup was slightly smudged, and she seemed to be in a very good mood. I quickly pulled her to bed, asking her how the night had been while undressing her. The moment I pulled off her thong, a strong, fishy smell of semen hit me—Y's semen smelled much stronger than mine—my heart raced, and I quickly buried my face between her legs…
My wife had a very good impression of Y: over 180cm tall and strong, although over 40, he had a very strong sex drive, having done four rounds of full penetration that night, experienced and varied, using all sorts of different positions my wife had never heard of before, and even after four rounds, he could still keep his penis hard as iron, remaining inside her until morning.
When I entered my wife, the only word to describe it was: slippery. This time, the feeling of sex was different from before. It wasn't the lubrication from my wife's vaginal secretions, but the liquefied semen that provided a particularly slippery sensation. The psychological stimulation from this lubrication was unparalleled, and I ejaculated quickly, my semen mixing with Y's inside my wife's body. My wife doesn't like using condoms, so she almost always had unprotected sex with other men afterward.
Of all the men she's been with so far, Y gave my wife the best feeling. We've had many more encounters with Y since then, and we've maintained contact for over two years. Every time my wife goes back to her hometown, she invites Y to a hotel. Y's sexual ability is indeed very strong, but it's not just about the feeling in bed. According to my wife, many times she doesn't need to explicitly ask; Y will take her out to eat when she's hungry, let her rest when she's tired, making her feel cared for. Being with Y feels natural, and although we had sex on our first meeting, there was no awkwardness. Perhaps it's because Y is older, has a successful career, a family, and children; the experience of time, the trials of society, and the trials of family life naturally give him the charm of a mature man. Recently, when discussing with my wife whose child we should have, she strongly favored having a child with Y.
We were incredibly lucky to meet Y, but that also made us blindly optimistic. After moving to Shanghai, we looked for many men, but none could compare to Y. My wife feels that the younger the man, the less he cares about her feelings, and the worse her experience is; the less pleasure she feels, the worse I feel too. Perhaps because of this, we hope to find a man over 60 for my wife to try.

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