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

I'll continue writing, and I want to go into more depth and detail so that single men can see if we're a good match.

I listed a few requirements yesterday, so let me explain. I'd only rate my wife's looks a 6 out of 10. She has pretty features, but her only flaw is her skin, because she used to smoke and drink heavily. Even after we got together, she basically never stopped smoking until she got pregnant and finally quit completely. Honestly, I really dislike women who smoke, but I ended up with one. To be honest, my love for her probably started with sex. Someone said: "Men are animals who think with their lower bodies," and maybe that's true.

I wasn't exactly innocent-looking before. As my wife says, she saved many innocent girls because I used to be a womanizer and slept with quite a few women. I swear I had feelings for each of them, but ultimately, none of them lasted. The reason wasn't that I was fickle, but rather the monotony of sex. Many single men might think I'm bragging, but the truth is I started sleeping with women at 19 and continued until I dropped out of university. When I first entered the workforce, many of my old classmates suffered as a result. I don't know what's so great about me; I was poor and average-looking. Anyway, I'll stop rambling and get back to the point.

My wife is a very intelligent woman. She's always been adventurous and daring when it comes to sex, something she's never tried before. She's been bold since childhood. From our first time having sex to oral sex, various positions, ejaculating in her mouth, facial ejaculation, and even trying anal sex (which we stopped because I thought it was dirty and she felt uncomfortable), it only took us less than six months.

She used to love wearing stockings, short skirts, and high heels. Although her skin wasn't perfect, her features were delicate and her demeanor was excellent. This was cultivated from a young age, and such elegance isn't something that develops overnight. Let's just say, if you're a man and see her outfit, it's a lie to say you wouldn't want to sleep with her. Here's a little story: I used to have a cuckold fetish. I don't know why; I used to think I was psychologically abnormal. But later I discovered that many of my male friends had similar thoughts, though taking that crucial step was still just wishful thinking. I have a very good friend who, because he's rarely in Yunnan, saw my wife and was very fond of her. One time, after drinking too much, he told me, "Your wife is so beautiful. If I could find someone like your wife, I'd be content." I didn't take it seriously at the time. Let's call this very good friend A. Later, whenever A returned to Yunnan, he would always invite us out, and he would specifically ask us to bring my wife. To be honest, I was a little jealous, but mostly excited. One time, while drinking, I asked A, "What would you do if you had sex with my wife?" A said, "Really? Wouldn't you be incredibly excited?" I often fantasize about having sex with your wife while masturbating; her legs are so alluring. (Before we got married, my wife had a really great figure, long legs, and her stockings were exquisite.) I told A, "Let's go to a hot spring in Yunnan tomorrow or the day after, just the three of us. I'll arrange it." A was very happy. That night, I told my wife about the hot spring trip, and she was thrilled because she loves hot springs, and so do I.

The three of us set off early the next morning, but the trip wasn't very fruitful because my wife doesn't like A's type. The hot spring was very hot, and it was summer. That day, I specifically arranged for my wife to wear a lace miniskirt and black lace panties; under the sunlight, what was underneath was subtly visible, very alluring. We grabbed a quick lunch and went to the hot springs. We stayed until the afternoon, and my wife still didn't want to leave. I suggested we have dinner first, and she reluctantly joined us for dinner. After dinner, she said she wanted to soak a little longer, and I agreed. So we repeated our daytime hot spring adventure. Anyone who's been to a hot spring knows how physically demanding it is. By 9 pm, we were all hungry, and after a whole day of soaking, we were feeling a bit weak and dizzy. I suggested we get some late-night snacks before heading back to the hotel. When we went for barbecue, I mentioned that A and I only see each other once every six months, and since we're childhood friends, we should have a little baijiu (Chinese liquor). My wife didn't object, just saying she'd drink less. During the meal, I kept giving A signals to toast my wife. My wife has a high alcohol tolerance, but after a whole day in the hot springs, her body was definitely not up to the task. After just a few drinks, she started to feel dizzy. With her flushed face and her outfit, I reckon every single guy present was aroused. I noticed A's alcohol tolerance wasn't very high, and he downed several glasses in a row. I also raised my glass to drink with my wife. We ate and drank for almost an hour and a half. I checked the time; it was about 10:51. I suggested we go back to the hotel. I let A drive, and my wife and I sat in the back (my wife can't drink too much; if she hasn't had sex in a long time, the alcohol makes her want to). She leaned against me and said she wanted to go back to the hotel, and I said okay. Her hand started unconsciously moving towards my crotch. A, who was driving, saw this in the rearview mirror, and I smiled at him.

When we got back to the hotel, my wife said she felt nauseous. I helped her to the bathroom, patted her back, and she vomited some liquid, thankfully nothing bad came out. I'm a bit of a germaphobe, and seeing someone vomit makes me want to vomit too. I told her to brush her teeth and lie down. After I finished washing up, she said she felt unwell, and when she closed her eyes, the world seemed to be spinning. I said that's right, because you're drunk. I touched her genitals; there was a lot of fluid. I asked her if she wanted to have sex again. She said she didn't want to anymore, that she felt unwell and needed to rest for a while. I said okay, you go to sleep, I'll watch some TV. A sent me a lot of WeChat messages, and I said don't rush, wait a bit. After a while, I turned off the light and told A, "Take a shower and come over in your bathrobe." He said okay. A few minutes later, A knocked on the door, but unfortunately, my wife said she wanted some water. When she opened her eyes, she saw A there, and since she was wearing a short skirt, her sleeping position definitely showed A her underwear. She seemed a little embarrassed and pulled the blanket over herself. I said, "You should go back and rest." I think what's good about my wife is her understanding nature. She figured that A and I don't see each other often, and she figured we'd like to chat for a while, so she said it was okay. She suggested A talk to me while she took a shower. I said, "Okay." My wife went into the bathroom and closed the door. A then told me he was having a painful erection and asked if he could still perform. I said it was fine, and told her to hide in the wardrobe where the bathrobes were kept, since it was floor-to-ceiling and had no shelves, so he wouldn't collapse it. I deliberately left the door open and said, "A, you should get some rest. We'll talk tomorrow." Actually, A was still in the room. I knocked on the bathroom door and said I needed to pee. My wife opened the door and asked if A was gone. I said yes, and that it was late and she should get some rest. After she finished showering, she put on the sexy lingerie we had bought, took out some sex toys, and said she wanted some. I asked if she was still dizzy. She said she was dizzy and just wanted a sweet drink. There was green tea and Red Bull in the room. I asked her what she wanted to drink, and she said she wanted a nutritional drink and asked me to go buy it. I said okay, but I needed to get the room key so she wouldn't have to get up to open the door later. She said okay. Everyone's stayed in hotels before; the room key is used, then the battery dies, leaving the room completely dark. After I bought the room, I opened the door and called her, but there was no response. I went over and dimmed the bedside lamp to its lowest setting. She was asleep. I went over and called A out. I turned off all the lights and said, "A, you can go now, but be gentle and don't be too rough, or you'll definitely be discovered." A was probably too eager; he immediately started licking her vulva. After a while, my wife said, "Honey, you're so naughty! You didn't even call me when you came back. What are you licking for?" To be honest, I was terrified of being discovered. She might not be able to handle it, and we might even break up. I quickly went over and pulled A away. I said, "Just licking for fun," and laughed a few times. A quietly went back to the closet. I said, "Go to sleep, you're drunk too. We'll do it tomorrow." Almost an hour later, my wife finally fell asleep, and I let A out. The story is true, but the logic is a bit messy. Even writing this short piece made me feel very confused, because it was so exciting. True, no rambling. We went home the next day, but afterwards my wife said during sex that she had drunk too much that night and I licked her so well that she might have orgasmed if I had licked her a little longer. She said she hadn't noticed how good my oral sex skills were before. I just smiled and didn't say anything because I was afraid of being exposed.

Before I got pregnant, we met a single man from Guangdong. To be honest, I had no complaints about him, although it didn't work out in the end. Let's call this man B. B had already booked a hotel and plane tickets to Kunming, and all the tests I had asked him to do had been done. However, a slight disagreement arose between B and my wife during a conversation, which led her to decide against it. The situation is complex; opinions vary. My wife, for safety reasons, insisted that if we were going to do it, the person should be reliable. Her friend works at the police station, so she suggested getting B's ID number to check for criminal records. I didn't think there was anything wrong with that. Then B said something like, "What are you going to do? Are you planning to come to my house? What if you try to force me to come?" My wife got angry and told him not to come. I regret that I hadn't wanted that guy to enjoy my wife's company.

Before we decided to do it, I asked my wife if she wanted to do it alone. She said no, but her eyes betrayed her. What woman isn't a little horny? Originally, things were going according to plan. I had something to do the day after the single man arrived, which would have given them a chance to have some alone time, but it didn't happen. It's a real shame, because this delay resulted in her getting pregnant. I'll stop here for today and continue another day. Please don't criticize if you don't like it; I'm not bragging, I'm just recording true events for your reference.

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