My wife whom I've trained (seeking a single man) Part 7...

Many older single men have added me, asking me to write about what happened the next morning. It's fine; I've already done it all, so there's nothing to be afraid of. I'm temporarily closing my QQ space album for a simple reason: many single men add me and rush to look at my album without even saying hello. They're done after that. To put it bluntly, these people are just there to steal pictures; they can't do anything else. Many single men think that by buying a membership on 69, they can start casting a wide net, but a year later, they haven't found anything. Do you know why? I've been picking on single men because I'm genuinely seeking partners. Otherwise, I wouldn't need to offend anyone. As for the claims many single men make that some couples on 69 are even worse, demanding red envelopes or something, I can only say that if a single man encounters such a couple, he should curse them out and then block them. That's not couples making friends; it's disguised prostitution. Such couples can be completely blocked to purify the 69 space. Of course, many couples shouldn't lower their taste and standards just to satisfy their curiosity. Don't think you can get a wife just because she's not pretty. To put it bluntly, I think couples who dare to do that have gone through a lot of internal struggle. Even if a single man doesn't find another woman attractive, there's no need to make things unpleasant. Mutual respect is key to harmony, right? Actually, while couples are choosing single men, single men are also choosing us. For example, many single men add me, ask for my photos, and then naturally share my photos with them. It's all about first impressions. Some single men might even think I look like a jerk, right? I always speak objectively and seek a fair balance. Single men might think that dating couples is inherently unfair. Well, let me tell you, fairness and justice are two different things. You might not see the unfairness behind the fairness, but that's just how it is. If you want to date someone else's wife but are short on cash, don't bother. This isn't a place you can just buy a membership for. You need to consider many aspects of dating couples to ensure that at least 80% of your needs are met. A solid economic foundation is definitely necessary. Stop dreaming about windfalls. Use that time to work hard and change your life, instead of indulging in wishful thinking. I'm not exaggerating, just look at any of these success stories. I guarantee 90% of them are complete nonsense, utterly illogical and baseless. They all start with eating and drinking, being friendly and polite, going in and out, and then repeating the same routine. It's the same old formula. Do you know why? Writing inspiration comes from life, life inspiration comes from experience, and experience inspiration comes from actually doing it. Aren't you uncomfortable making things up like this? Risking your own desires, then spouting nonsense and that's it? Waiting for couples to add you? Thinking you're experienced? It's a funny phenomenon. I used to read success stories when I was in a bad mood at work, and they made me feel better. Reading elementary school students' essays will definitely make you laugh out loud. Parents with children, don't you agree? Children often have a common problem when writing essays: they like to construct facts that aren't true. However, because they haven't experienced them, their compositions are full of holes. They hand them in to the teacher hoping for praise, which reflects the immature and naive nature of some single men. For example, if a child has never eaten bitter melon but is asked to write an essay about it, they'll naturally wonder what it tastes like. Some might say it's sweet, others bitter, taking the literal meaning of "bitter." But they don't know what bitterness actually tastes like because they've never eaten it. Those who have honestly describe it as bitter, like taking medicine. Single men, you really need to re-evaluate yourselves. While this isn't a place to spread positive energy, I always try to share positive things in my writing because I think our society desperately needs them. Instead of wasting time making things up, why not do something meaningful? No wonder some people are destined to masturbate; they have no idea what it means to be down-to-earth. Playing around like this requires ample time and energy. Not to mention how much money it costs, what are you doing here if you don't even have the money for travel? Why don't you hurry up and plan your life? Our parents raised us all their lives, not so we could spend our days indulging in idle fantasies. I'll stop here and continue to explain what you all want to see, which can be considered my final summary.

When I got up, I found my wife wasn't beside me. Being extremely thirsty—as anyone who's ever drunk knows—I went outside and saw A and my wife in a 69 position. I didn't interrupt them or say anything. After drinking some water and urinating, I just stood there watching. Actually, I suddenly felt a pang of unease. This unease wasn't the jealousy most people think of; it was a calm, calculating feeling of being unable to react to watching my beloved woman and my brother having sex. They seemed to be enjoying themselves, completely oblivious to my presence. At that moment, I desperately wanted to hear my wife call me "husband." I really don't know why, but when my wife and I were dating, we seemed to have a kind of telepathic connection. For example, if I didn't want to do something, before I even said anything, my wife would suggest we not do it, saying she thought so too, and then I wouldn't have to say anything. Just then, my wife called out, "Honey, what's wrong?" I said, "Nothing, I guess I drank too much last night. I feel a bit unwell, my mouth is really dry, and I'm slightly nauseous." A looked up at me, probably sensing my displeasure. He got up, tidied himself, and said he'd put on his clothes. I said, "Wait, let's continue." Just then, my wife got up, saying she was going to pee. I realized she was probably trying to avoid my anger. I said, "Come out when you're done, we'll play together." I laughed, and my wife finally relaxed, saying she didn't need to pee. I playfully flicked her nose and said, "You're naked, go put on a skirt. Wear whichever pair of stockings you find thin, preferably the open-crotch kind. I buy all the open-crotch stockings for my wife on Taobao—convenient, cheap, and the seller doesn't even know if the buyer is male or female, which is great." After my wife went into the bedroom, I asked A, "How did you two get together?" He said he got up to smoke and went to the bathroom in the morning, that he slept naked last night, and didn't sleep in the bathroom. He said he hadn't smoked or gone to the bathroom, and that he hadn't slept in the bathroom. He said he hadn't slept in ... I nodded, and after a while my wife came out, probably having overheard our conversation. After she came out, I said, "You and A can continue playing. I'll make a phone call and come back in a bit." I guess they weren't interested after what I did earlier, so I said, "A, why don't you leave for a bit? I'll call you later." He said okay, and that he'd also make a phone call to appease his girlfriend in Shanghai. I said, "Alright." After A left, my wife didn't dare look up at me. I said it was okay, don't feel guilty, your husband won't do anything to you. It was all my fault for making you do it, so I can't blame you. Even if you're unhappy, blame yourself. She laughed. Seeing that I wasn't angry, she sat on me. I wasn't wearing underwear, but she was wearing a thong. My penis was at the entrance of her vulva. Because A had licked it before, there was still a lot of my wife's secretions and A's saliva at the entrance of her vulva. She took the initiative to kiss me. I joked, "Don't do that! You're using someone else's mouth to kiss me, without even brushing your teeth." She hit me and still kissed me. I didn't pull away. It had been a long time since I had such a passionate French kiss. She slowly moved towards my penis. I said, "No, I peed and didn't wash." She said it was okay, she hadn't done it much before! I smiled. Her oral sex skills that day were exceptionally good. I hadn't experienced oral sex like this in a long time. She did it for a while, and I said I couldn't take it anymore. I called A, and A said he would be right there. After A came out, I saw that his penis was very hard, so I said, "Honey, can you give A a blowjob? I need to rest for a minute, or I'll come." I sat next to him for two minutes, afraid that it would go soft, so I stood up and went to my wife. She was giving A a blowjob, and I pulled her hand to my penis, like that scene often seen in Japanese adult films. Maybe it was my wife's first time doing this, so she was a bit clumsy. When she was sucking on one side, her hand on the other side wouldn't move, and when she was moving her hand on one side, her mouth on the other side wouldn't move. I took my wife's hand away because she couldn't control it well and it hurt a little. I had A change position, and I lifted my wife's buttocks up so that she was facing me. She was kneeling, and A was also kneeling on the sofa. I slowly went in, and I found that my wife's vagina was already like a burst dam, there was too much water. I started moving slowly. If I moved too fast, she wouldn't react in front, only focusing on the pleasure in the back. A got annoyed and said, "Let me do it a couple of times," so I let A have his turn and went to the front. Seeing my wife like this, I felt bad. Such a good girl, and I'd turned her into this. I felt guilty, so now I treat her exceptionally well. I unconditionally agree to almost any condition or request she makes. Even if we argue and she's wrong, I'll say it's my fault. Perhaps she's sensed the change in me before and after marriage, and she's become more obedient to me. She doesn't object to anything I say, and even if she doesn't like something, she'll eat it with relish. I feel that with a wife like this, I have no regrets in this life. All that's left is to treat her well for the rest of my life, be filial to my parents, and raise my children well. But I digress. After a while, A said he wanted to ejaculate. I said, "Hold on, let me take my turn." We did this for a while. I couldn't take it anymore, and my wife's moans were becoming increasingly lewd and louder. I ejaculated first, and after I finished, A rushed back in. The whole exchange probably took less than 10 seconds—absolutely swift and fast. A roughly thrust a few times and then ejaculated too. Afterwards, I said, "A, take my wife inside so we can take a shower together. I'll have a smoke." A didn't say anything and just took her inside. After they came out, my wife looked at me shyly. I smiled at her, went in to rinse my penis, and came out. Afterwards, I said, "Let's go out for breakfast, and we can play again when we get back." A said he couldn't, he had to go home. I said, "Okay," and after breakfast, my wife and I went home. A went home too. I don't know what he was thinking, and I didn't intend to find out. I felt like I didn't have much to do lately, so I went to work to keep busy. Even though I took leave, I still had to finish the work I hadn't completed. How can I put it? It's a responsibility that everyone should have. No matter how much you put off work, it still has to be done eventually, right? We got married a few days later, just like a game. Married life was carefree; every day I'd come home to a hot meal. My wife couldn't cook before, but she learned slowly after we got married. Her cooking was either too salty or bland, which ruined my taste buds. Whenever we ate out, everything tasted delicious. When my parents saw how I ate, they thought my wife couldn't cook at all, that's why I was in such a state. I told them she improved very quickly, often getting burned while cooking. Seeing that neither of us knew how to cook, my parents told us to come home for meals at regular times. When my mother said that, I felt both touched and sad. I felt like I, as her son, hadn't helped her at all and had always made her worry. Later, I learned my lesson. When I came home, I only shared good news, never bad. Even if I was scolded by my boss at work and was in great pain, I was always cheerful when I got home. I figured even if my parents noticed, they couldn't do anything about it. After all, I wanted to show them that I could make my own decisions about my life and didn't need them to worry about me.

Later, during a drinking session, my wife confessed something to me (I actually knew, but I was just waiting for her to say it herself). The day I went on my business trip, A came to our house looking for me, but I wasn't home. She then actively seduced A and they slept together several times. The story goes like this: I went to work, and my boss gave me a last-minute notice to go to a nearby city, over 100 kilometers from Kunming. He didn't say I wouldn't be back that night, so I called my wife and told her I had to go on a business trip and would be back that evening. She said she was planning to ask me to go shopping that afternoon, since I had the afternoon off. I told her to stay home and rest, and that I would go on my honeymoon after I finished these few days of work. She said okay. A arrived at my house around 2:30 PM. My wife opened the door, and she wasn't as awkward as before; instead, she was very welcoming. After A came in and sat down, she saw my wife wearing a black lace nightgown with frills, which looked like something out of a Taobao store. She asked my wife, "Where's your husband?" My wife said he was on a business trip and would be back in the evening. A then asked my wife to give me a letter. This letter didn't contain money; it was a research report from their private equity firm that I had asked him for. I wanted to see how the report was written because I usually write such documents, but I was worried about something going wrong since I hadn't done it before. After my wife took the money, A said he was going to pack his things to go back to Shanghai. My wife said, "Let's sit down for a while." As they chatted, my wife sat on A's lap. A said, "Sister-in-law, this isn't right. Although we... but your husband isn't here." My wife said, "It's okay, I just want to experience what it feels like to be cheated on when he's not around." A couldn't resist, so he took my wife into the middle bedroom. They did it three times that afternoon and talked a lot. Later, after A left, he called me and hesitantly told me about it. I said, "It's okay," and hung up with a laugh. Actually, at that point, I was really okay; I could completely let it go. I knew what I should do, and everything else was fine. My wife told me about this a few days after I left on my business trip. I laughed and said, "Honey, it's okay. As long as you think it's right, I won't object." She said she had tried it and didn't want to think about it anymore; she just wanted to experience it. I said, "It's okay, get ready to get pregnant." A few days later we went on our honeymoon to Singapore, Malaysia, and Thailand. Luckily we went early, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to return if we had taken Malaysia Airlines.

I've written everything I needed to say, and I hope this gives you single men a detailed understanding of us. From this experience, any single man who knows what he's looking for will understand what kind of person you're looking for. My friend A is someone I know well; everyone can see his character and know when to back down. I think he's quite handsome, but my wife and I have different opinions. To each their own, I guess. Single men, please add me with your integrity and sincerity. It's okay if we can't meet in person; making friends is fine too. Please don't interpret our experience as a pornographic story. I think you should try to understand the feelings of your wife, your own feelings, and A's feelings and character. Anyway, my wife is still two months away from giving birth. After she gives birth, I'll be involved in all sorts of sugar daddies/sugar babies. That's what I've decided for her. I want her to get back to her former slim figure so she won't be at a disadvantage when she's active. Okay, that's all. I hope what I've written can bring positive energy to couples, friends, and single men, instead of making me feel like a loser who only fantasizes and masturbates. Single men who add me should proactively send photos of their lives and talk about their situations. Personally, I think I'm the interviewer, and you're the interviewer. I can't expect the interviewer to ask you questions, right? If that's the case, I guess none of you are people who can do great things in real life.

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