Finally, the 3P was successful.

My wife is a very traditional person, quite unconventional. I've tried to persuade her for a long time, but there's no real trick. I just told her I wanted a threesome, just once, and that regardless of whether it worked or not, I would still love her and treat her even better than before. I promised her that she could stop at any time during the whole thing and leave. Only then did she reluctantly agree.
We arranged to meet an online friend (hereinafter referred to as A) at the hotel room. It was my first time meeting A; I'd only seen his photo on QQ. He was wearing glasses, looked refined, short, and very thin. After a few brief words, my wife and I went to the bathroom to shower. My wife started to regret it, thinking A wasn't her type and wanted to leave. But could she leave? She made me quickly take off his shirt and even his bra, then threw the clothes on the bed. I rinsed off quickly and came out. My wife, shy, kept showering. According to what I read online, at this point, shouldn't A come in and shower with my wife? I thought about it and decided against it. What if my wife got really angry and beat him up? So we chatted for a while, making small talk. I called my wife several times, but this brat had started washing her hair in the bathroom, wasting a lot of time just showering. Finally, she finished and kept asking for her clothes, so I dragged her from the bathroom to the bed. Then I gestured for A to shower. A was quite honest and said he had finished showering before we came. This is a sign of inexperience and a big no-no for single men. You have to obey orders, otherwise it will affect the mood of the main character. I didn't hold back and said, "Go and shower again." The main thing was to get him out of the way and calm my wife down. A went in to shower, and my wife and I started, but I wasn't hard. I was too nervous. I hugged her and kissed her, and touched her breasts. At this time, A finished showering. It was so fast, faster than washing his face. I lay on my wife's right side, holding her left hand. Then A spread her legs and started giving her oral sex. My wife moaned happily, and my eyes were fixed on the upper half of A's face.
Here's the key point: there was no dizziness, no blankness, and none of the bittersweet excitement described online. It was as if the woman beside me wasn't my wife; there was no cuckoldry feeling, no excitement. I didn't experience that blood-pumping feeling described online, nor the joy of wish fulfillment. Was happiness coming too fast and making me a little stupid? A quickly penetrated me, I think. Wasn't it supposed to be the male lead starting? It was a half-squatting position, which I tried—tiring and ineffective. My wife's face turned bright red; she seemed to enjoy it. I won't go into details, but in the end, neither of us ejaculated. My wife got a little annoyed and ended it early. On the way home from the hotel, she complained that A only wanted to give her a French kiss, how annoying.
That was the whole experience; there were no surprises, and I wasn't particularly excited. Most of the time, I was just a spectator, watching A jumping around busily. What's going on? Why wasn't I excited when the legendary 3P actually started? Have I been fantasizing about it too much? Or did we have sex the day before the threesome? Or do I no longer love the person I call my wife? Love or not love? Is this love?

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