Honey, are you happy?

My wife and I were high school classmates. From dating to marriage, we were together for four years. My wife is of average height
and build, with a pretty face—the kind of woman everyone would say, "Hmm, quite pretty." We were both
born in rural areas, but by the time we got married, we were already living in a large provincial capital. Perhaps because of our backgrounds, we are both very
traditional, so during our four years together, nothing too outrageous happened until two days before our wedding, when we
finally consummated our marriage. We were very happy after marriage. She devoted herself to the home and took meticulous care of me;
I loved her deeply.

For the first two years of our marriage, our sex life was quite ordinary, evolving from initial passion to a state of calm. Until
one night—after getting into bed, we talked about the news. We discussed a story in the newspaper about a woman who was raped and
insisted on reporting it. Her husband, fearing embarrassment, wouldn't let her report it. However, the woman was furious and secretly reported it to the police.
The incident became a public scandal, and the husband, feeling ashamed, sent his wife back to her parents' home, ending their marriage. As we chatted
, my wife suddenly asked me, "If I were... you know... what would you do?"

An image immediately flashed in my mind: a man on top of her, his thick, dark penis
thrusting wildly into her, while she desperately struggled, hitting the man with her fists... Thinking of this, I felt
a strange urge.

I turned and picked her up, saying, "So... what would you do?" One hand began to caress her breasts. Her

face flushed, and she said, thinking, "I would... um... I'm not sure, maybe... I'd listen to you."

My hand had already slid down to her genitals, past the pubic hair, and I found it was already wet. I
smiled and said, "I've heard that women have fantasies about being raped, have you ever?"

My wife punched me lightly, "Who said that? You men just love to think about these things."

I gently touched her clitoris and said, "Then why are you all wet down there when you mention it?"

My wife became even more shy, turning over and hugging me, saying repeatedly, "You're so bad, so bad." My penis was also
incredibly I got up and pressed myself against her, thrusting in hard. My wife let out a soft moan and sighed, "Ah...so hard!"

The image of my wife being raped flashed through my mind again, and this image excited me immensely. After a few thrusts
, I slowed down and asked her, "Tell the truth, have you ever thought about having sex with other men?"

My wife was clearly engrossed, and her shyness only intensified when she heard my question. "No... I... I haven't," she said.

I teased her, stopping my movements and saying, "If you don't tell the truth, I won't move anymore."

My wife was in the heat of the moment, and seeing my question, she seemed a little anxious. She said, "Then... don't be
angry when I tell you."

I said, "Of course."

She stammered, "Sometimes... I've thought about it."

I quickly asked, "With whom?"

"With... with... oh, I won't say anymore."

I resumed my rapid thrusting, saying, "Tell me, it's okay, I won't be angry, tell me quickly
!"

My wife was now panting heavily, having abandoned her shyness and reservations. "I've thought about... about having sex with that
... that Xiao Lu from your workplace and that... Song Ming from our workplace."

So that's it! Xiao Lu and Song Ming had only been to my house a few times. Both of them were the strong type
and quite handsome. It turned out that my wife had actually considered having sex with them. I never imagined my usually dignified and quiet wife would
have such desires. Strangely enough, instead of feeling uncomfortable hearing her words, I became
even more Looking at my equally excited wife, I felt an unprecedented thrill.

I continued to ask her, "How do you want them to do you?"

My wife, completely uninhibited in her excitement, said lasciviously, "I want...I want their dicks...inserting into
me, forcefully...inserting, from the front...from the back...so powerful...so...comfortable!"

I felt myself about to climax; the pleasure was unparalleled. I said, "Then let them do you.
I am Xiao Lu, I am Song Ming, and they are...fucking you."

My wife was also at her peak of excitement, shouting, "Come on...Xiao Lu...come on, Song Ming...fuck me! I
want you...let you fuck me!"

A surge of heat erupted within me, and my wife tensed her body, moaning ecstatically. We both climaxed simultaneously. We
lay down, utterly exhausted, the unprecedented pleasure leaving us with an unprecedented fatigue. A moment later, my wife rested
her head on my chest and whispered, "Honey, just now... I... I..."

I knew what she was thinking; she was afraid I might have a bad impression of her. I smiled, gently stroked her
hair , and said, "It's nothing. It doesn't matter what you say or think in bed. It's not real. As long as we're both
comfortable, that's all that matters."

My wife hugged me tightly and said, "Honey, you're so good."

I hugged her back and said, "I will always love you."

I could feel my wife's happiness; it came from the bottom of her heart. I also had a vague premonition that our
sex life might become more colorful in the future.

(I) The Impulse on the Bus

Since that night, my wife and I's sex life has taken on a new color. We always express our
fantasies during sex without any reservations. We've even agreed that we can say and think anything during sex, but we'll still act the same as usual in
our daily lives to avoid any negative impact on our family. That being said, I
still felt somewhat uncomfortable when I saw Xiao Lu at work, but then I thought it wasn't really a problem, and besides, it was
a secret between my wife and me, something no one else would ever know. So, I felt a mischievous joy in keeping it a secret.

My wife also seemed more energetic than before, with a charming smile always on her face. People say that a harmonious sex life has
beauty benefits for women, and it seems that's true. About four months later, something happened that added a touch of color to that.
It was a Sunday, and we went shopping in the downtown shopping street. We had to take a bus from our home to the shopping street, and that bus was
always known for being crowded. Crowded buses are always places where stories happen, and I never expected that my
wife would become the protagonist of a story that day.

It was the height of summer, and it was extremely hot. That day, my wife was dressed very lightly, in a tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt and a short skirt that
went past her knees—simple, bright, and sexy all at once. We boarded the bus at our doorstep, but because it was in the middle of the route, it was very crowded, and
by the time we boarded, we had already had "intimate contact" with other people. We had no choice but to stand by the door. At the next stop, there were several
As more people boarded, my wife and I had to squeeze in, climbing up the steps by the door.
Two of the people who came on after us stood at the bottom of the steps. At first, I didn't think anything was wrong, but then I noticed
a boy of about seventeen or eighteen standing at the bottom of the steps staring intently. I followed his gaze and discovered he was looking at my wife
's thighs! Because of the crowd, my wife's short skirt was lifted up, revealing almost
her buttocks . Moreover, the boy was positioned very low, his head level with her chest, making his view even clearer. My
wife, with her back to the door, had no idea that a pair of lustful eyes were staring at her smooth, white
thighs. I felt my penis slowly starting to throb.

At the next stop, several people got off, and several more got on. I saw the boy also step onto
the steps by the door, casually leaning towards my wife from behind. I knew his intentions, but I didn't react; I
even hoped something would happen. Sure enough, the boy stopped behind my wife. I was facing him sideways
, able to see his face clearly, but not his hands hanging down. He casually pressed his
body tightly against my wife's back. A moment later, I saw my wife begin to feel uneasy, her body
shifting . I knew the boy had started to act. My wife seemed to want no one to know she was being violated; she just
frowned, her face gradually turning red.

I casually shifted my body back, and in that instant, I saw the boy's hands
caressing my wife's buttocks. My wife's buttocks were very perky and firm; the boy must have been enjoying it immensely.
After a while, I noticed my wife's face growing increasingly red, her eyes becoming somewhat hazy. I glanced
down again, and the boy's right hand was inside my wife's skirt, rubbing against her inner thigh. My wife squeezed her legs
tightly together, seemingly trying to stop the boy from touching her, yet also trying to hold onto his hand. Looking at her face, she already seemed somewhat
intoxicated .

I found it very exciting; I never imagined that my wife being touched by a boy in front of me would arouse me. I had
a vague feeling that I should do something, but the stimulation made me unable to do anything; I just
watched silently from the side. Slowly, my wife sensed something was wrong. She thought the boy's hand had slipped inside her underwear. She let out a soft
gasp and looked at me. As if possessed, I put my right index finger to my lips and shushed him
. My wife's mouth gaped open. She had seen my left hand gripping the handrail, and my right hand wasn't down there
either
. She had thought I was touching her, but now she realized it wasn't, and I had even gestured for her to be quiet… My wife was smart; she immediately understood what was happening. Her face turned even redder, and she froze, staring blankly out the window.

The boy hadn't noticed our brief exchange and was still enjoying himself. Perhaps finding
my wife offering no resistance, he grew bolder. I inadvertently saw him unzip his fly
and quickly pull out his penis. In that instant, I noticed it was already quite thick, with bulging veins—very impressive.
I wasn't worried, because in this environment, it was impossible for him to penetrate my wife.
He leaned forward again, and I guessed his penis must have reached between my wife's legs. At this moment, my wife's
eyes were tightly closed, and she looked like she was enjoying it. I think he understood my intentions; at this moment, we seemed to be truly in
sync. Her face was flushed, and she was breathing heavily. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand tightly from below,
while the boy also began to tremble, letting out a few muffled groans, and then collapsed. I knew that he and my wife
had reached .

We arrived at our stop. My wife and I got off the bus, and from behind, I saw white fluid flowing down between her legs. She
quickly stopped and whispered to me, "Cover me up, don't let anyone see." I stood behind her and looked back into
the bus. I saw the boy looking at us. The bus drove off again, carrying that innocent face full of surprise away.
I gave him a smile that was enough to leave him bewildered.

That day, when I got home, I couldn't wait to push my wife onto the bed, lift her skirt, and touch
the stains she hadn't wiped off. I said, "Wife, you have someone else's semen on you."

My wife was so ashamed she wanted to disappear. She covered her face and said, "It's all your fault. You watched your wife being humiliated by someone else, and you
didn't say anything, you even..."

I laughed and said, "Weren't you enjoying it too? As long as you're happy, it doesn't matter."

My wife lowered her hands and said shyly, "Honey, are you really not bothered? You really won't think
I'm a bad woman?"

I said, "As long as you love me and I love you, what does it matter if we seek some pleasure?"

My wife excitedly hugged me, "Come on, honey, let's be happy together!"

We became one.

(II) Secret Pleasure at Home

That day, when I got home from work, my wife wasn't home yet. She would be home half an hour later than me.
As soon as I entered the house, it started raining outside. The rain came quickly and heavily, and I was worried that my wife wouldn't be able to get home.
So I called her workplace to ask if she needed me to pick her up. She said it was fine and she'd leave once the rain stopped. I
went to the kitchen to cook, and an hour later, I finally heard a knock at the door. When I opened it, I was surprised to see my wife
's colleague, Song Ming, standing behind her.

My wife smiled and said, "The rain just wouldn't stop, and I was so worried. Luckily, Song Ming drove to my workplace
and gave me a ride home."

I knew Song Ming was my wife's driver, so I smiled and said to him, "Thank you so much. Come
in have a seat, and have dinner before you leave." My wife also invited Song Ming to stay for dinner, and he agreed. Actually, as soon as I saw
Song Ming, I had a strange feeling. I immediately thought of the intimate words my wife and I had exchanged in bed, and I felt a little
sour. But that was in bed, after all. In real life, we should act normally. He kindly gave my wife
a ride home; I had no reason to think of anything else, and I couldn't be impolite.

Song Ming looked to be in his early thirties, a few years older than me. He was married, robust
, with a square, angular face—very masculine, no wonder my wife had those fantasies. Song Ming was very outgoing;
after agreeing to stay for dinner, we sat in the living room chatting about everything under the sun. My wife went to the kitchen and prepared a few dishes,
and then we started drinking. At first, Song Ming said he didn't want to drink because he had to drive, but to express my gratitude, I
enthusiastically urged him, and my wife also told him it was okay to drink a little, so he started drinking. But who knew he was the type who would drink even if he didn't want to?
He's the kind of person who can't stop once he starts drinking. Without me even trying to persuade him, he poured himself a drink and drank it all, eventually collapsing onto the table
and falling asleep. My wife and I were both amused and exasperated, so we carried him to the single bed in the study and let him drift off
to sleep. It seemed he was going to be staying at our place for the night.

After tidying up and washing up, my wife and I went to bed. I felt uneasy , lying there silently
. My wife nudged me and said, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

I was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "I didn't expect Song Ming to be staying at our house."

Perhaps sensing a hint of jealousy in my voice, my wife pinched me and said, "Are you
thinking about something? We agreed you wouldn't think about anything else."

I laughed and said, "No, you're overthinking it. Don't worry about him, we..." As I spoke, I took off her nightgown
and began to caress her breasts. My wife didn't say anything, closing her eyes and letting me touch her. Actually, I couldn't shake the image of Song Ming from my mind
. Looking at my wife's fair skin and feeling the delicate touch of her skin, I wondered
what Song Ming would think if he saw such a beautiful woman. Would my wife really let me touch her? Thinking about this, my lower body became erect
. After a while, my wife became wet from my touch and started moaning softly. She then grabbed my erect penis and gently
rubbed it. Suddenly, I had an idea and said to my wife, "Give me a blowjob."

Because my wife and I rarely perform oral sex, she always says it's unclean, and she only reluctantly agrees when I pester her. Even when
she does give me a blowjob, it's just a perfunctory effort. But today, I suddenly really wanted her to give me a blowjob. She hesitated for a moment, then
leaned down, buried her head between my legs, licked my glans, and then took it into her mouth. I let out a long sigh of pleasure . After a while, I turned over and gave her a blowjob too. After licking for a few moments, my wife couldn't take it anymore and said to me, "Come on, put it in." 　　I immediately responded, pulled my penis out of her mouth, and fucked her hard. His wife was clearly very comfortable , but she was a little afraid that Song Ming in the other room would hear, so her voice was somewhat suppressed. I asked her, "Do you want someone else to do it ?" 　　My wife hummed softly for a moment, then whispered, "Yes." 　　I said excitedly, "Let Song Ming do it to you, he's at our house." 　　My wife hugged me tightly, panting, "Honey, you're so naughty, you... if you keep being so naughty, I... I... I'll really let him do it to me." 　　I was also extremely excited and said, "Okay, let's go over there now, let him do it to you, okay?" 　　After saying that, I was about to get up, but my wife quickly hugged me and said, "Oh, I... I'm not serious, if people find out... how can I face them, I won't." 　　I thrust a few more times, and perhaps stimulated by what I had just said, my wife cried out loudly, "So good! You're fucking me so... good!" I asked her again, "Didn't you miss Song Ming? Why are you scared now?" 　　My wife said, "I do miss him, but... but..." 　　I quickly asked, "What do you miss about him?" 　　My wife said bluntly, "I miss his... cock... cock... fucking me!" 　　I felt so excited, I decided to take further action. I slowed down and said, "Honey, he's drunk right now, sleeping like a log. Why don't we go over there and do it next to him? That would be so much fun! Let's be careful not to wake him, okay?" 　　My wife was excited too. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Okay, but we have to be careful." 　　I said, "Don't worry." 　　So, I stood up, and my wife got up too, giving me a mischievous smile. Like two children about to play a prank, we quietly went to the study, naked. Song Ming was still asleep in bed, snoring loudly. I think he never dreamed he'd have such good fortune. My wife quietly crouched down beside Song Ming's bed, looking at his sleeping posture. I whispered, "Take a good look. He's the one you always want to make love to." 　　My wife pinched my thigh, her face flushed. I squatted at the head of the bed, touching her wet vulva , and said, "Want to kiss him?" 　　My wife's eyes shimmered, and she hesitated. I quickly rubbed her clitoris again, saying, "It's okay, he won't know. Kiss me, you've never been kissed by another man besides me." 　　My wife finally made up her mind, bringing her small, red lips to Song Ming's. Slowly, slowly , my heart pounded, a thousand sensations merging into a tremendous stimulation. We watched as our lips met. Afraid of waking Song Ming, my wife's movements were gentle; first she touched him a few times, then rubbed, and then she licked him with her tongue until his lips glistened with moisture. Watching this unbelievable scene, I was utterly aroused. I couldn't wait to get behind my wife, raise my penis, and thrust it inside. My wife quickly raised her head, covering her mouth, afraid of making a sound . I began to slowly thrust in and out, leaning down to whisper to her, "Finally, you've kissed the man of your dreams, isn't it great?" 　　My wife hummed softly, "Honey, I feel so...exciting." 　　I asked again, "Do you really want to do it with him now?" 　　My wife said, "Yes...yes...I really want to...but..." 　　I said, "Why don't you see...his...penis?" 　　Without me saying anything more, my wife slowly moved her head towards Song Ming's crotch. Song Ming was wearing those thin- trousers, and when he lay down, a noticeable bulge was visible between his legs. My wife stopped at that bulge. To make it easier for her to move, I also stopped, watching her carefully place her right hand on it, and she let out a long "Ah!" Then, she lowered her head and kissed it a few times. 　　Watching my wife make such lewd movements, I asked her, "Do you want it so badly?" 　　My wife said in a voice so low it was almost inaudible, "I want... this... cock... to fuck me... husband , I love his... cock so much." Then she buried her head between Song Ming's legs, kissing his penis through his pants. My blood was boiling; I even had a strong urge to see that cock inside my wife's vagina. But I knew what the consequences would be if Song Ming woke up, what the future would hold. We could only play around while Song Ming was unconscious. At this moment, Song Ming was still snoring loudly; I knew he wouldn't wake up easily . 　　So I said, "Wife, let's be gentle, he won't wake up." 　　My wife looked back at me, her expression completely absorbed in lust. She asked, "Are you sure it's okay?" 　　I said, "It's okay, take it out, that's the cock you've been wanting for so long."

Without further hesitation, my wife gently unzipped Song Ming's pants, reached inside, and
slowly pulled out his penis from the side of his underwear. Indeed, even limp, it was about ten centimeters
long and white . My wife grasped it, gently pulling back the foreskin, seemingly talking to herself, "Such a cute penis,
Song Ming, is this your penis? I love it."

Unable to resist the stimulation, I started thrusting again, very gently, afraid of waking Song Ming. At this moment, my wife
whispered to me, "Honey, I want to eat it."

I said, "Go ahead. See if his tastes the same as mine."

I turned my upper body behind my wife and watched as she touched the tip of Song Ming's glans with the tip of her tongue, then
opened her mouth and took the entire glans into her mouth. Because of my movements, her mouth moved up and down in response. Suddenly,
Song Ming's snoring stopped abruptly, emitting a strange sound. My wife quickly pulled her mouth away, not daring to move. Song Ming
mumbled a few words, rolled over, and resumed snoring. His exposed penis was
noticeably more erect. I knew it was a natural reaction; he was probably having a wet dream. My wife looked back at me, and I
gently shushed her. She whispered, "Maybe... let's stop playing."

I sensed a hint of fear and reluctance in her voice, so I said, "Be careful,
it's okay ."

She didn't say anything more. Since Song Ming had turned over, it was inconvenient for my wife to stand bent over,
so she knelt down. Now, my penis was in front of her again, and I knelt down as well, thrusting again. I asked her, "Wife
, does Song Ming's penis smell good?"

She said lewdly, "It smells good... very delicious, much better than yours."

I said, "Then you can eat it every day."

My wife was enjoying my penetration immensely and was extremely aroused. I knew she could say anything lewd at this point
, and these lewd words were what aroused my desire the most. So I teased her into making more lewd noises. Sure enough,
my wife said, "I want to... eat it every day... I want... to have him fuck me every day... every day."

I said, "Then bring him home every day, find opportunities to suck his cock, and let him fuck you."

My wife said, "Then... then won't you... be jealous?"

I said, "No, if you're happy, you can even be his concubine, let him fuck you every day, and I'll
watch from the side."

My wife said, "Then... then I... will have two husbands."

I said, "Yes, call him, call him husband."

My wife really whispered, "Song Ming, my... husband, from now on... I'm... your wife,
Song Ming... did you hear me? My good husband... from now on, you... you can fuck me every day... every day, you... I'll
do anything you want." My wife's excitement slowly... Reaching her climax, she leaned closer to Song Ming, who was lying on his side,
cupped her right breast with her right hand, and put her nipple into Song Ming's slightly open mouth, murmuring, "Husband, eat my
... milk, husband, good... good husband... ah... oh... ah~~"

I also felt my climax approaching, and I started thrusting quickly: "Wife, you... are so horny! You really need to be fucked,
quick, quick, go eat your husband's cock."

Hearing this, my wife quickly moved her body back, saying, "Song Ming... my good husband... let me eat
... eat your... cock, make it hard, you... you're so good... fuck me... ah~~ fuck me... fuck..." Before she finished speaking
, she took Song Ming's cock in her mouth and sucked on it desperately, then immediately raised her head and let out a long, heart-wrenching
moan ~~ We both came at the same time.

My wife and I were so tired we knelt on the floor. My wife leaned against me, breathing softly, while Song Ming was still
fast , his erect penis sticking out, the glans glistening from my wife's mouth. I pointed to
it for my wife to see, and she glanced at it shyly before burying her face in my chest. I patted her, signaling
her to go back to our bedroom. She tiptoed back, and I gently put Song Ming's penis back into his underwear.
It remained erect, and after I zipped up his pants, there was a bulge in his crotch. I patted it lightly
and said to the lifeless Song Ming, "You're quite the lucky guy. Keep dreaming."

Back in the bedroom, I saw my wife lying there with her back to me, motionless. I knew she couldn't possibly be asleep. I
lay down too and gently turned her around. She turned over, her face still flushed, her head bowed, avoiding my gaze. I asked
, "What's wrong? Are you embarrassed?" She remained silent. I lifted her face and suddenly realized she was crying. I
hugged her tenderly, stroking her long, beautiful hair, and said, "My dear wife, don't think too much. We were just playing a game
. We haven't lost anything; on the contrary, aren't we having a lot of fun?"

My wife's voice trembled as she said, "Honey, I believe you won't look down on me because of this. But,
did we go too far today?"

I said, "No, this is a secret just between the two of us. Besides, we both need
the joy this secret brings, so why not?"

My wife playfully punched me, laughed, and said, "You always have an excuse, but it felt really exciting."

I said, "If you want, there will be other opportunities in the future."

My wife smiled sweetly again, nestled in my arms, and fell asleep. The next morning, I went to the study and saw
Song Ming sitting on the bed, lost in thought, his lower body still bulging. Seeing me come in, she quickly blocked my way with her arm, stood up
and said , "I'm sorry, I drank too much, please forgive my embarrassment."

I waved my hand and said, "Not at all, getting drunk at the dinner table is common. Come on, let's have breakfast."

At the dinner table, my wife simply greeted Song Ming and then lowered her head to eat. I knew my wife
must be embarrassed and at a loss, so I said a few words to smooth things over. After breakfast, I said to my wife, "You go with Song Ming first
, I'll clean up."

Watching my wife get into Song Ming's car, and Song Ming acting like a perfect gentleman, I couldn't help but laugh
. My wife turned around and glanced at me, making a playful face. I thought: Another happy day has begun.

(III) Gathering at KTV

It should be said that what happened with Song Ming that night added more color to our sex life. For many
days afterward, my wife and I were immersed in excitement every night. While we were making love, we told each other about
the scene , saying some lewd things, and we had one orgasm after another. However, even the most exciting stories eventually get boring.
About a week later, one evening, my wife and I were lying in bed, caressing each other, when suddenly a brilliant idea struck me. I
said to my wife, "Didn't you want Xiao Lu from your workplace to do you? Want to try it?"

My wife was excited and said, "Sure, how do you want him to do me?"

I said, "How about we bring him home, like last time, get him drunk, and then we'll do it."

My wife shook her head repeatedly, "No, I'm too scared. Actually, I'm still terrified thinking about what happened that day. What if
Song Ming wakes up? I don't know what I'll do then."

I thought that made sense. Besides, Xiao Lu has a huge alcohol tolerance and is very self-controlled at the dinner table; he rarely drinks too much. I
scratched my head and suddenly had an idea. I said to my wife, "I've got it! If he doesn't get drunk, we can get drunk!"

My wife stared at me blankly. I explained my plan in detail. After listening, my wife tapped my
forehead and said shyly, "That's quite clever, but you're using it in the wrong place."

I chuckled. My wife said again, "But you have to be careful not to let him actually penetrate you."

I said, "Don't worry." Then, we fantasized about the process of carrying out the plan while we did it, reaching climax with
my wife 's cries of "Xiao Lu, fuck me!" The next day after work, I started to put the plan into action. I
told Xiao Lu I'd like to treat him to dinner, and he happily accepted. Xiao Lu wasn't married yet, so he had a lot of free time. He was
usually quiet, but I knew he was the kind of person who had the desire but not the courage. When my male colleagues and I talked
about women and sex, he never said a word, but he listened very attentively and laughed lewdly with us.
It was rare to see a man as good-looking as him who was so shy.

Xiao Lu and I went to a medium-sized restaurant and booked a KTV room. Xiao Lu said he couldn't sing, but I
said it was okay, we could drink and listen to music, and he agreed. We set out some food and drinks in the room and started drinking.
I'm not a big drinker and was afraid of making things difficult if I drank too much, so I urged him to drink. Touched by my hospitality, he drank quite a bit.
After a few rounds of drinks, I thought: it's time to act. I said to Xiao Lu, "Oh right, I forgot something. Your sister-in-
law is home alone; she probably hasn't eaten yet."

Xiao Lu quickly said, "Let's invite her over to eat together. She can sing a few songs to liven things up."

I agreed and called home on my cell phone. My wife, who must have been waiting impatiently, said
she'd be there soon, her voice brimming with excitement. A little while later, my wife arrived. I knew from her attire that she had
done it intentionally. She wore denim shorts, revealing a lot of her fair thighs, and a tight-fitting top
that accentuated her ample breasts. Coupled with her sweet smile, her beauty and sexiness were simply unparalleled.

Xiao Lu's eyes were glued to her. My wife greeted him with a smile, and he snapped out of his daze, hurriedly offering me a seat.
My wife sat down next to me. The three of us drank and chatted idly. My alcohol tolerance is average, and my wife's is decent too
, but we both knew we couldn't get completely drunk tonight. So we did some sneaky things (like
secretly pouring some of the wine out). Xiao Lu is an honest, simple man, and besides, my wife's beauty tonight had him a little flustered,
looking like he wanted to look but dared not, so he didn't notice our little antics. Half an hour later, I
felt a bit dizzy, and my wife's face was flushed. I pretended to be quite drunk and said to her, "Honey,
sing a song , to liven things up for Xiao Lu and me."

Xiao Lu readily agreed. My wife also struck a drunken pose, saying, "Okay." She
picked up her glass sat on the sofa, and started drinking and singing, occasionally coming back to refill her glass. Xiao Lu and I listened to her sing and drank.
After three songs, my wife's singing started to go off-key, becoming increasingly indistinct; just by listening to her voice, you could tell she was drunk
. I also pretended to be a little tipsy, picked up a glass of wine, and mumbled, "Xiao Lu, bottoms up!" Then I slumped onto
the table and "slept." My wife tossed the microphone aside, leaned back on the sofa, and remained silent.

Xiao Lu nudged me and asked, "Hua-ge, how are you?" I didn't move. After a moment of silence, I
heard Xiao Lu stand up, seemingly heading towards my wife. I glanced over and saw him walk up to her, saying
, "Sister-in-law, you've had too much to drink, wake up."

My wife, feigning drunkenness, closed her eyes and slowly slid down until her upper body was completely against the chair,
her two white legs stretched out far out.

She looked absolutely... Xiao Lu was undoubtedly stunned. He remained motionless, frozen in place for a good ten minutes. Suddenly, my wife murmured
, "Husband, did I... sing well...?"

Xiao Lu trembled slightly, then tugged at my wife's shoulder again, whispering, "Sister-in-law, you've had too much to drink,
let's go."

My wife mumbled, "No, husband, I... want to sing more." Even I would have believed she was truly
drunk. Xiao Lu hesitated for a moment, then suddenly turned and walked towards me. I quickly closed my eyes and began to breathe heavily
. Xiao Lu gently nudged me and whispered in my ear, "Brother Hua, how are you?" I guessed he was
testing whether I was awake, so I shifted slightly and continued to pretend to be fast asleep. Xiao Lu must have determined that I was indeed
unconscious , so he went back to my wife. I opened my eyes a crack again and looked at the scene on the sofa.

Xiao Lu was already sitting next to my wife, and he put his left arm around her shoulder from behind her neck. Perhaps
still a little worried, he whispered, "Let's go, you've had too much to drink." I thought to myself: This guy is quite
careful. But then my wife rested her head on Xiao Lu's chest and said, "Honey, tell me... tell me... did I
sing well... well?"

Xiao Lu whispered, "Yes, yes, my wife sang really well."

I cursed Xiao Lu inwardly: This guy is so shameless! Xiao Lu glanced at me again, and seeing nothing
amiss, grabbed my wife's breast with his right hand and began kneading it. It seemed he couldn't resist any longer. My wife,
still with her eyes closed, let out a soft moan and mumbled drunkenly, "Husband, you're so naughty, why... are you touching
me ?"

Xiao Lu stopped talking, lowered his head, and kissed my wife. She made soft "woo-woo" sounds, wrapped
her arms around his waist, and slightly arched her body to receive his kiss. I thought to myself: My wife
is kissing another man again, and she seems very happy. She must be soaking wet down there. Their
kissing sounds were loud, like a deep French kiss, which made me really hard. While kissing my wife, Xiao Lu
moved his hand down, gradually sliding it over her abdomen, and finally pressing it against my wife's crotch. My wife's lower body...
With a slight thrust, she let out a satisfied groan.

Xiao Lu lifted himself up, pulling my wife's tight-fitting blouse up from her denim shorts, rolling it up to her chest
, completely exposing her bra. Without hesitation, Xiao Lu pulled up her bra, and my wife's
white breasts sprang out. Xiao Lu recklessly lowered his head to kiss her, taking her nipple into his mouth and
sucking like a child nursing.

My wife must have been incredibly aroused, clinging to Xiao Lu's head and moaning, her mouth babbling incoherently: "Husband, you...
don't eat my...milk...oh...ah..." Inadvertently, I noticed my wife looking at me with half-closed eyes
. Because Xiao Lu was focused on suckling, I boldly raised my head and smiled at my wife. She
opened , looking at me, her mouth slightly open, continuing to moan, licking her lips with her tongue, looking utterly wanton
. I could hardly resist. At this moment, Xiao Lu began his assault on her lower body. He knelt between my wife's legs,
kissing her genitals through her shorts, his hands constantly caressing her thighs. Then, he unbuckled her belt and pulled her
denim shorts and underwear up to her knees. I noticed my wife lifted her buttocks slightly to facilitate Xiao
Lu's movements.

My wife's vulva was completely exposed to Xiao Lu. In the dim light, I could see that her
entire vulva was soaking wet. Before I could even get a good look, Xiao Lu had already pressed his mouth to it and
was sucking . My wife let out another series of moans of pleasure. She held Xiao Lu's head, her buttocks thrusting in rhythm with
his sucking, reaching the height of eroticism. After a while, Xiao Lu couldn't take it anymore. He stood up, quickly unbuckled his belt, and pulled
his pants down to his feet. I couldn't see his penis from behind, but I think my wife must have seen it, because she had
stopped moaning and was lying there motionless. In our plan, once Xiao Lu was about to insert his penis into my wife's vagina
, I was to pretend to wake up to prevent this final hurdle from being breached. So, my wife must be a little scared now. I
was also prepared that once Xiao Lu made his move, our game would be over.

However, Xiao Lu didn't rush to insert his penis into my wife's vagina. Instead, he knelt on the sofa, legs spread apart, his crotch
revealing my wife's incredibly beautiful face. I immediately understood what he was going to do. Sure enough, Xiao Lu sat down
slightly , one hand holding his penis, the other holding the back of the sofa.
Through the gap between his white buttocks and legs, I saw a shiny black glans pressed against my wife's red lips. In that instant, I thought: Would my wife suck it for him?

Naturally, my wife's lips parted slightly, and the glans went straight into her mouth. My wife
was making muffled sounds, and Xiao Lu's buttocks started moving up and down. I could clearly see his thick, dark penis
going in and out of my wife's mouth, and my wife was smiling with her eyes slightly closed, looking very ecstatic as she sucked on him.
This must be the third penis to have entered her alluring little mouth. I moved my right hand under the table, pulled out my own penis, and started
masturbating , watching Xiao Lu fucking my wife's mouth. My wife seemed to be enjoying something delicious. I
thought to myself: My wife doesn't usually like giving me oral sex, but now… it seems she's more
interested …

After about two minutes, Xiao Lu pulled his penis out of my wife's mouth, quickly jumped off
the sofa , and lay on top of her, aiming his penis at her genitals, seemingly about to penetrate her. But before
I could react, I saw Xiao Lu let out a few muffled groans, his body trembled a few times, and he thrust in and out. I knew he
had ejaculated, before even penetrating. I think maybe because he's still a virgin, he couldn't handle
the stimulation and prematurely ejaculated. I chuckled to myself, thinking it was for the best, saving me the trouble of stopping him. Xiao Lu slowly
stood up, and I saw my wife still breathing slightly, her pubic hair covered in Xiao Lu's semen, which was dripping down
her mons pubis . Xiao Lu then kissed my wife again, pulled up his pants, fastened his belt, and then
sat down next to her, leaning over her stomach, examining her genitals like a biologist observing an insect.

I thought it was time to stop there; I didn't know how things would end if it continued. So I pretended to be just
waking up and said, "Xiao Lu, have another... drink." I didn't lift my head; I wanted to give Xiao Lu some
time to recover. Sure enough, Xiao Lu heard me and hurriedly wiped the semen off my wife
's genitals, put her underwear and denim shorts back on, and fastened them. My wife secretly cooperated with his actions.
After everything was done, he came to me and "woke" me up. I looked at him with bleary eyes and asked, "
What's wrong? Am I drunk?"

Xiao Lu avoided my gaze and said, "Yeah, Brother Hua, you're drunk, and so is your wife. Let me take
you home." Then, he staggered and took us home. After Xiao Lu left, I closed the door, and my wife
came out of the bedroom and threw herself into my arms, saying sweetly, "Honey, that was so exciting!"

I laughed and asked, "Was it good just now?"

My wife said, "I had two orgasms!"

I said, "I'll make you orgasm again." After saying that, I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. My penis was still rock hard
. After we lay down, my wife said a little worriedly, "Honey, won't this affect our lives
?"

I said, "Don't worry, Xiao Lu is a coward. He'll only be
secretly never dare to tell anyone, and he'll pretend nothing happened in front of us. We'll just pretend we don't know
anything."

My wife said happily, "That's good."

We took off our clothes and lay down. I reached out and touched her genitals. Xiao Lu's semen wasn't completely dry yet, and it was sticky.
I asked my wife lewdly, "So, did you like Xiao Lu's penis?"

My wife blushed and murmured, "His penis is so dark, but it's so hard, much harder than Song Ming
's . I like it."

I asked again, "Did you want him to put it in just now? Tell the truth."

My wife buried her head in my chest and whispered, "To be honest, I really wanted to. Just as he pulled it
out , I secretly thought: Put it in my vagina. But I didn't expect to ejaculate so quickly."

I said, "So if he really did put it in, you wouldn't want me to stop him?"

My wife blushed even more, "I just thought that. I'll listen to you no matter what."

I laughed and said, "You're such a good wife. Don't worry, I'll definitely let you really taste someone else's
penis in the future."

My wife said, "Can you handle that?"

I said, "Like I said, as long as we're happy, that's all that matters."

My wife was extremely excited and took my penis into her mouth. It was another night of exhaustion.

(IV) Pleasure in the Alley

As expected, ever since Xiao Lu had messed with my wife at the KTV that day, he
was always timid when he saw me. I pretended not to know anything and continued as usual. Gradually, Xiao Lu returned to normal.
Song Ming, on the other hand, seemed to get closer to us after that night he got drunk at my house. Occasionally, he would give my wife a ride home after work
. However, when we invited him to stay for dinner, he refused, saying that he was too
embarrassed by . We had no choice but to give up.

I asked my wife if she really wanted Song Ming to stay. She said she was somewhat hopeful, but more afraid,
afraid that something might happen. Once I teased her, saying that she should just be honest with Song Ming and be his
mistress . My wife stared at me blankly and said, "That won't do. It would have too much of an impact on our lives. If things get
out of control , it'll be too late to regret it." I thought my wife was right, and I was also very touched. After all, she cherishes our
current life and cherishes me as her husband.

One day, my wife came home from work and told me that Song Ming and his wife wanted to invite us to their house for dinner. I
asked her why, and she said that Song Ming had been feeling apologetic about what happened that day, and also thought that my wife and I were good people
, warm and genuine. He had mentioned us to his wife several times and wanted to invite us to his house for a meal as an apology. I
said, "He's being too polite. But we should still go; it would be impolite to refuse." Besides, I sensed a subtle expectation in my wife's
seemingly calm gaze. That night, as we lay in bed, I
jokingly asked her, "Do you really want to go to Song Ming's house?"

My wife playfully punched me, "What are you talking about!"

I said, "Don't hide it, I can tell."

My wife suddenly laughed and said, "Are you jealous?"

I said, "How could I? I've even let you do 'that' with him, and you've even called him 'husband,'
how could I be jealous?"

My wife slapped me hard with both hands, too embarrassed to say anything, and simply started to act coquettishly. We
went to Song Ming's house on the weekend afternoon. The couple was extremely hospitable. We chatted together, ate fruit, and finally, the four of us cooked
dinner together. Then we had a pleasant dinner, the whole process harmonious and natural. Song Ming's wife was named Yanmei. It was the first time I
had met her. She was full-figured and had a cheerful personality. Because my wife was rather quiet,
she seemed like a little sister in front of her. Yanmei also acted like a big sister, frequently holding my wife's hand and praising her for being sensible and beautiful. My wife, in front of
them , fully displayed her refined manners and cleverness, addressing them respectfully as "Sister Mei." However, she would occasionally
, intentionally or unintentionally, make eye contact with Song Ming, quickly turning her head away. Several times I saw her gaze sweep over Song Ming's lower body
; I could guess what she was thinking.

Friends might think something must have happened at today's gathering, right? Actually, nothing
happened . But don't be disappointed, let me tell you. Around nine o'clock in the evening, my wife and I got up to leave. Song Ming and
his wife warmly saw us to the building entrance and told us to keep in touch. We naturally hoped they would visit us sometime
, and they agreed. After leaving Song Ming's house, we prepared to take a taxi home. However, there were very few cars on the nearby roads, and
we walked quite a distance without finding one. So I suggested to my wife that we simply walk home, which was only half an hour
's walk, a nice after-dinner stroll. My wife readily agreed.

So we walked and talked. I said that Song Ming and his wife were really nice, very warm and welcoming, especially Song Ming's wife,
who was generous and polite, giving people a sense of warmth. Unexpectedly, my wife immediately retorted, "Have you taken a liking to
him ?"

I laughed and said, "So what if I have? She's someone else's wife."

My wife said, "Aren't I your wife too? And I've been with Song Ming and Xiao Lu..." and then she couldn't finish her sentence
.

I pressed, "So what?"

My wife pressed me tightly against me, saying coquettishly, "I won't say anymore, you're so naughty!"

I suddenly remembered something and whispered to her, "Just now, did you look at Song Ming's crotch
several times ?"

My wife blurted out, "How did you know?" Realizing her mistake, she quickly lowered her head and
hugged my left arm tightly.

I laughed and said, "Actually, every time I see Song Ming, the scene from that night flashes before my eyes
," I whispered in her ear, "especially when you were sucking his cock, calling him 'husband' while I was fucking you, it was so incredibly slutty
."

"Oh my god... don't say it, I... I..." She couldn't say anything more. I felt her
arms, become weak and limp. I looked around to make sure no one was watching, then reached my hand under her skirt from behind and touched
her through her panties, exclaiming, "Oh my god! She's soaking wet!" My wife quickly pulled her hand away from me, looked around nervously,
and pinched me hard, saying, "Are you trying to kill me!"

I chuckled, then suddenly had an idea. I looked around and saw that we were in a small alley. Although it
was an alley, there were many trees and bushes on both sides of the road, some of which were tall and dense enough to hide behind. I
whispered to my wife, "How about we have some fun behind that tree?"

My wife understood what I meant and nodded excitedly. We walked through a row of low trees and came to a
large tree . I couldn't wait any longer. I lifted my wife's skirt from behind and pulled her panties down to her knees. My wife
bent over, bracing herself against the tree trunk, waiting for my entry. I quickly pulled down my pants, revealing my already erect penis.
I touched my wife's wet vulva and thrust in. My wife let out a soft "Ahhh!"

This was our first time doing it outdoors, and it felt incredibly novel. The cool breeze blowing against our lower bodies, the dim moonlight—
it even gave us a thrill of wild sex. As I moved, I teased my wife, "Honey, I know you're thinking, 'If
Song Ming could do this to you right now, wouldn't that be great?'"

My wife was also aroused and whispered, "Yes, I really wish it was Song Ming doing this to me."

I said, "Did you think about it when you were at his house?"

My wife said, "Yes, a few times I peeked at his crotch, and I really... really wanted his penis, I
was so... wet."

I asked, "Then why didn't you let him do it to you?"

My wife said, "Nonsense, you're there, and his...his wife is there too. How can I...let him do it?"

I said, "I don't mind, but I'm afraid his wife won't agree. Next time, I'll just find an excuse to send her away
."

My wife said, "Why don't you do it with his wife, and let Song Ming do it with...your wife? Wouldn't that...be fine?"

My wife's words aroused me even more. Just thinking about Song Ming's wife's voluptuous and sexy figure, her breasts, her buttocks, and her
white legs exposed outside her skirt...ah! If only I could really do it with her. So I said, "Then I'll discuss with
Song Ming about swapping wives."

My wife gasped, "Okay... I also want to see... how you fuck Sister Mei... I'll let Song Ming
fuck me while... watching you fuck Sister Mei, ah... so... good..."

I excitedly said, "Then Song Ming and I will share wives. Sister Mei will be our first wife, and you'll be our second wife
. We... can fuck whoever we want."

My wife, lost in her own world, said, "Ah... I really want... I really want to be Song Ming's... second wife, to serve... him,
and to serve Sister Mei, how... how wonderful!"

I was about to say something more when I suddenly heard footsteps on the road not far away, and I quickly stopped.
My wife didn't know what was happening and was still moaning passionately. I whispered, "Don't make a sound, there's someone there
." My wife also quieted down, and we both held our breath, listening for any sounds. The footsteps got closer and closer, and when they reached us
, they suddenly stopped. Then we heard the rustling of the low trees next to us. I knew we had been discovered, and for a moment I didn't know
what to do , so I didn't dare to move.

A boy of about seventeen or eighteen appeared before us, looking like a high school student, dressed in a tracksuit
. Upon seeing my wife and me, he immediately froze. I think he'd never seen anything like it before and was a little startled
. Distracted, my penis had gone soft and slipped out of my wife's body, while she remained frozen in her original
position, also startled. We remained motionless for about a minute before I snapped out of it and immediately had
an idea. I gave the stunned boy a wicked smile, feigning a thuggish look, and said, "Little brother
, it's fate that you've witnessed this. Want to join in?"

The boy still didn't understand, remaining motionless, but my wife understood. She straightened up, turned around, and
looked at me in surprise, saying, "You…"

I said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I'll pay double." I winked at her. My wife
immediately understood what I meant, and because she was just about to climax and had been disturbed, feeling itchy and uncomfortable down there, she
stopped talking and turned back to look at the boy. The boy was quite handsome, with a wispy mustache, tall
, and radiating youthful energy. I also noticed a bulge under his athletic shorts.
My wife had straightened up, her skirt covering her lower body, but she'd forgotten to pull up her underwear, which was still hanging below her knees. I lifted my wife's
skirt, exposing her lower body, and said to the boy, "Look, not bad quality. Come on, let's play
. I've got your back."

The boy finally snapped out of his daze, a little scared, and shook his head repeatedly. Seeing his hesitation, I reached out and rubbed my wife's
genitals . She immediately started wriggling. I asked her, "Miss, do you want to play with this little brother?"

My wife, aroused by my rubbing and knowing that a boy wouldn't pose any danger, licked her lips and
said lewdly, "Yes, little brother, come on, play with me." She looked like a prostitute, making me doubt if she was really my
wife .

The boy seemed unable to take it anymore and moved closer to us. I said again, "Come on, this woman's hot
, might as well do it." As I finished speaking, my penis was already erect again. To demonstrate, I pressed my wife's upper body
down, thrusting my hips forward and penetrating her vagina, pumping. It was
my wife's quickly became excited, panting softly as she looked at the boy with a wanton expression. I beckoned the boy
over, and he seemed determined, walking over in a few steps. I had him stand in front of my wife, and
without me saying anything, she bent over, placing
the boy , exclaiming, "Wow, it's huge!" She quickly pulled down his athletic shorts and then his underwear
, revealing his penis, hard and erect, no smaller than mine. My wife took it into
her mouth, her hands around the boy's buttocks from behind, making soft "woo-woo" sounds.

The boy had clearly never experienced such pleasure before. He raised his head, his brows furrowed, and held my wife's
head in his hands, thrusting his lower body into her mouth. Learning from Xiao Lu's experience last time, I knew it wouldn't take long for
the boy to ejaculate. Today was a rare opportunity, and I really wanted my wife to experience being penetrated by someone else's penis,
and this boy was undoubtedly the best choice. So I called the boy over: "Come on, brother, let me put it in your back
."

The boy immediately responded, pulling out of my wife's mouth, standing in my position, holding my wife's buttocks
, and thrusting a few times, but couldn't get in. My wife couldn't wait any longer, grabbed the boy's penis from behind, aimed it
at her vagina, and thrust backward. The boy took advantage of the momentum and finally went in, and we both cried out "Ah!" at the same time. I
went up to my wife and put my penis near her mouth. She understood and took it in. At that moment, the boy started thrusting
violently. My wife looked up and cried out, "Ah... penis... penis... this is... someone else's penis, it feels
so good... little brother... fuck me... fuck my pussy!"

The boy's movements became even more violent, with the sounds of flesh colliding making "slap slap" sounds. I also quickly
masturbated with my hand. My wife said between breaths, "Ah... husband, I'm being fucked by a... little kid... but I...
like him so much, his penis... is so hard, it feels so good! Actually... I'm willing to let anyone fuck me, let all
the men in the world... old... young... come and fuck me, I'm a... prostitute~~"

The boy had been stimulated to the peak. After a few hard thrusts, he paused, then thrust a few more times with difficulty,
just as was ejaculating his young semen. My wife also reached her climax: "Shoot...fuck...I'm coming, ahhh...fuck me...fuck me
~~" Her voice gradually faded, until only soft moans remained. This scene excited me to the extreme. With
my own masturbation, thick semen gushed out, shooting directly onto my wife's face. I then took the opportunity to
insert my still-ejaculating penis into my wife's slightly open mouth, filling it with the remaining fluid. My wife leaned wearily against me, her head...
Her hair was disheveled, her face and mouth covered in semen; she looked incredibly lewd. I helped her pull up her underwear. The boy, who
had also tidied himself up, said to me, "Brother, I'm going home." He then hurried away, casually
touching my wife's buttocks as he left. My wife looked at me, and we both laughed.

We snuggled together and continued walking back. My wife, flushed from the excitement, said to me,
"Honey, I really did get laid today, you won't…?"

I laughed and said, "Honey, you don't have to worry about that. I told you, as long as you're happy, that's all that matters."

My wife excitedly kissed me.

I asked, "How was it? Did it feel good with someone else?"

My wife said, "Honestly, it felt amazing, the comfort went straight to my core, ahhh, it felt like I was flying
."

I said, "Wife, this is your true nature, so wild and sexy."

My wife pouted playfully, "Don't you like me like this too?"

I smiled and hugged her, saying, "Of course."

My wife suddenly stopped and said to me, "Honey, that boy's stuff is leaking."

I then remembered something and said, "You're in your safe period today, right?"

My wife said, "Don't worry, I even thought of that."

I said, "That's good, I'll let you experience more men in the future, do you like it?"

My wife lowered her head and smiled without saying anything, I knew she would like it. A night breeze blew gently, seemingly with
a slight chill, I hugged my wife tighter, her beautiful body seemed incredibly fragile after a passionate encounter, yet
her mature womanly charm was even stronger. From the bottom of my heart, I said, "Wife, I love you."

After crossing a few streets, in the hazy moonlight, home was just ahead.

(V) When Will You Return?

Suddenly one day, Xiao Lu said he wanted to treat me to dinner, saying it was to repay my previous invitation. I noticed that
when he spoke to me, he avoided direct eye contact, and his face was slightly flushed, so I guessed he must have ulterior motives
. Perhaps the previous romantic encounter had left him still longing for another one? I thought, fine, my wife has
already everything she could. A little more excitement wouldn't hurt. So I deliberately asked him, "Last time it was my wife and I who treated you,
isn't it a bit inappropriate to only invite me this time?"

Xiao Lu nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I also wanted to invite your wife, of course, of course." He
seemed a little flustered. After Xiao Lu left, I called my wife and told her about the dinner invitation, even offering
a humorous analysis. My wife chuckled and said, "Okay, as long as you don't object, I'd like to see
what he's up to." So, at Xiao Lu's suggestion, after work, I went with him to the KTV room where I had treated him last time.
The same environment, and remembering the lewd scene from last time, I felt a surge of desire again.

After drinking with Xiao Lu for a while, my wife arrived as promised, dressed as sexy as ever. However, Xiao Lu
wasn't as shameless as last time; he barely glanced at my wife, only enthusiastically urging her to drink. After a while, my
wife and I exchanged a smile, and soon we were both "drunk." Unlike last time, Xiao Lu didn't do anything
outrageous . He simply kindly asked the waiter to help him get us into a taxi and take us home. I knew in my heart
that he couldn't possibly just want to invite us for drinks; he definitely wanted to do something else. So,
as completely unconscious, letting Xiao Lu laboriously help us to the door. He took out
his keys from my pocket, opened the door, and then helped us into the bedroom and onto the bed.

Just as I expected, after putting my wife and me on the bed, Xiao Lu didn't leave. He first shook me
, and when I didn't wake up, he shook my wife. Still no response, he finally let out a sigh of relief, sat down beside my wife, and looked
down at her. I could feel Xiao Lu's breathing getting heavier. I opened my eyes a crack and saw him
slowly reach his hand to my wife's chest, gently pressing and kneading it. Suddenly, he glanced at me, seemed
hesitant, thought for a moment, and finally stood up, picked up my wife, and walked out of the bedroom. I think he must
be afraid of waking me up here and wanted to go outside to do what he wanted.

The bedroom door closed. I turned around, paused for a moment, slowly got out of bed, walked to the door, and
silently opened it a crack, peering into the brightly lit living room.

Xiao Lu carefully laid my wife flat on the sofa, leaned over to look at her for a while, then knelt on
the floor , his upper body pressed against her chest. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, his mouth
wide open, completely engulfing her mouth as if to devour it. His hands were busy,
caressing her breasts and genitals. After a while, my wife clearly couldn't resist any longer, her body beginning to writhe. Xiao Lu
stood up, lifted my
wife her groin and licking her. My wife seemed extremely excited. She held Xiao Lu's head with both hands,
pressing her lower body against his mouth, moaning, "Husband...you're licking me so well, hurry, put...put your tongue...put
your tongue in, lick...lick inside, ah...oh...ah..."

Xiao Lu licked even more enthusiastically, his head shaking constantly, making loud "smack" sounds. Seeing my wife
so engrossed in Xiao Lu's licking, I couldn't contain my excitement either, and pulled out my penis to masturbate. After licking for a good ten minutes,
Xiao Lu finally stood up and started taking off his pants. This time, unlike last time, he stripped his entire lower body
naked , and I could clearly see his erect penis from the side. Perhaps he was still reminiscing about
the feeling of fucking my wife's mouth last time. After undressing, he directly inserted his penis into my wife's mouth and began to fuck her skillfully, while one hand
reached down to my wife's genitals to tease her. My wife's mouth was swollen wide open; I think Xiao Lu's penis was already reaching her
throat. Her lower body must have felt very good too, constantly responding to Xiao Lu's thrusting hands. Having learned from
his previous experience, Xiao Lu didn't spend long on my wife's mouth, only two or three minutes. He pulled out, spreading my
wife's legs wide, seemingly ready to penetrate her. I had already decided not to stop him
; it was all up to my wife's choice.

My wife's choice was as I expected. She didn't pretend to be awake, but let Xiao Lu spread her
legs . She could clearly see Xiao Lu guiding his dark penis to her vulva, and then
smoothly inserting it. My wife's vagina finally welcomed the long-awaited penis, and she groaned loudly. Xiao Lu...
I realized her voice was too loud and I was afraid of waking her, so I quickly lowered my head, lay on top of my wife, and silenced her with
a murmur. Suddenly, I sensed something was wrong. I saw my wife
slowly lift Xiao Lu's head up with her hands, and the moans stopped. I heard my wife's voice: "Xiao Lu, how... could it be you?
No, you... can't do this, please..." As she spoke, she tried to struggle to get up.

Xiao Lu quickly pressed her down again, panting, and said, "Sister-in-law, listen to me, I've liked you for a long time,
please, just let me... do it once." After saying that, he continued moving.

My wife said weakly, "No... my husband is... inside, ah... Xiao Lu, you... are so hard
, so strong, ah..."

"Sister-in-law, you... are so sexy, I've wanted to sleep with you for a long time, these past few days, all I can think about is...
you."

"Really? Xiao Lu... so you've wanted to for a long time, do you... like to fuck me that much?" My wife no
longer refused, but instead hugged Xiao Lu's buttocks, cooperating with his thrusting.

Seeing my wife surrender so quickly, Xiao Lu couldn't contain his joy and thrust even harder: "Sister-in-law, you
know what? Every time I see you, I can't stop wanting to fuck you. Every night... I think about you while... masturbating
myself . Ah... Sister-in-law, fucking you feels so good!"

My wife completely lost her desire: "Xiao Lu, so... you're so pitiful. You want to... fuck me so much,
why ... didn't you tell me? Maybe... I would have agreed."

"Really? Sister-in-law, you would... agree?"

"Yes, Xiao Lu, I would. Your... your cock is so hard, so... thick, so good at fucking. Ah
... Xiao Lu, sister-in-law is willing to let you fuck me..."

"My good sister-in-law, I'm so happy. Your pussy feels so good... Ah~~ Sister-in-law, I'm going to... I'm
going to cum."

"Ah, no, Xiao Lu, don't ejaculate inside, quickly... quickly pull it out." My wife hurriedly pushed Xiao Lu away
, struggling to sit up herself. Xiao Lu stood up, his penis leaving my wife's body, and he could only frantically continue
stroking it with his hand. My wife reached out and took Xiao Lu's penis, stroking it for him. Soon, white liquid spurted from Xiao Lu's urethra
, shooting straight onto my wife's face, wave after wave. My wife didn't avoid it, but instead squinted her eyes
to welcome the spray, looking completely intoxicated. After Xiao Lu finished ejaculating, my wife actually opened her mouth and took Xiao Lu's penis in,
cleaning the residue off it. Xiao Lu never expected her to do this, and stared blankly at my wife's actions for a moment.

After cleaning, my wife slowly spat out Xiao Lu's penis, even sticking out her tongue to lick the semen that had dripped to the corner of her mouth
, looking at Xiao Lu with a flushed face and immense shyness. It took Xiao Lu a while to come to his senses. He quickly sat down next to my wife
and hugged her, saying, "Sister-in-law, you...you're so good to me, you actually did this for me...I'm so happy."

My wife hugged Xiao Lu back, pressing her face against his chest. One hand grasped Xiao Lu's limp
penis and stroked it, saying, "Xiao Lu, you've done this to me today...you won't look down on me from now on, will you?"

Xiao Lu quickly said, "How could I? Sister-in-law, I like you, I'm so grateful to you, how could I have any other
thoughts ? I swear..."

My wife interrupted him, "No need, it's just...I'm so embarrassed, letting
someone else it's so shameful." After saying that, she pressed her face tightly against Xiao Lu's chest, not daring to lift it up again. I
thought to myself: Shame is inevitable, but the more shameful it is, the more exciting it will feel, and the more he'll like it.

Xiao Lu lifted my wife's face, which still had his semen on it, some of which had stuck to his
clothes. He didn't care about that and kissed my wife's lips. My wife responded passionately. After kissing for a while
, Xiao Lu said, "Sister-in-law, will you... will you... let me fuck you again?"

My wife lowered her head shyly, touching Xiao Lu's penis, and whispered, "Maybe... I will. Actually,
I like yours too."

After saying that, she made Xiao Lu's penis stand up, examined it carefully, and said, "Yours... is so dark, it looks
powerful, and it feels so full inside."

Xiao Lu seemed to be aroused by her touch and said, "Sister-in-law, come on, have a few more bites, I love being
sucked by you." My wife didn't say a word and took Xiao Lu's penis into her mouth again. I
had stopped masturbating because I was listening to them talking, but now that I saw they weren't finished, I grabbed my throbbing
penis and thought, "Wife, you're being too unreasonable. You only know how to have fun with Xiao Lu, don't you know your husband
has been pent up for too long here?" I couldn't help but feel angry.

Looking outside, my wife was still there, earnestly licking Xiao Lu's penis. She'd lick the glans,
then the shaft, then take the whole thing into her mouth. Several times she even buried her head deep between his legs,
licking his scrotum. His previously limp penis was now fully erect again. Xiao Lu was completely lost in the
pleasure, forgetting where he was, just tilting his head back and hissing and laughing in ecstasy. For a moment, I felt
my wife was being a little too lewd, but deep down I felt that the more lewd she was, the more excited I would become. Seeing her
abandon her usual composure and quietness, willingly serving another man in such an extremely lewd way, filled me
with mixed emotions, and the intense pleasure was almost burning me alive.

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