My journey

My husband and I met in 2006. We were high school classmates and later had the good fortune to sit at the same desk. That's when our fate began... In my eyes, he was very special. He could write with his left hand, fold hearts with a stapler, and even play music using pen refill bags. He always loved to go against the homeroom teacher. I thought he was very cool. At that time, I was just an ordinary person, even a bit unsophisticated. I can't say who pursued whom, nor can I explain what kind of feelings we had. Later, we just got together in a daze. We dated for eight years before getting married. During those eight years, we broke up three times for various reasons. Each time we broke up and got back together, we would fall in love again like we were in our first love for a long, long time.

But this time, the sudden surge of passion didn't come after a breakup or an argument. It stemmed from some little incidents between my husband and my husband's best friend.

The first time he encountered 69 was several years ago, when my husband told me about it. Back then, he would often mention wanting to find someone else, etc. At first, I couldn't accept it; I couldn't even bear to hear it. I thought he was crazy, how could he have such thoughts? Did he not love me anymore? How could he tolerate his wife doing that with someone else? So I always thought he was just saying it casually. He brought it up a few times intermittently, but I didn't take it seriously.

In 2015, I became pregnant and gave birth. During my postpartum confinement, my husband went out and became a single man. Maybe he was just too lonely and bored at the time. I couldn't forgive him, and we had a huge fight. I even threatened to divorce him. I felt shocked, horrified, and even a little disgusted. Later, my husband said it was out of curiosity, and now that his curiosity was satisfied, he didn't want to do it again. I believed him, and I forgave him. But it happened a second time in 2017, with the same couple again… They mentioned wanting to go again during a chat. He hadn't performed well the first time, leaving a regret, and the second time he said he wanted to settle things. It came up again in a conversation, and I jokingly said, "If you want to go, go ahead." Who knew he actually went… and the result was the same. I got angry again and

begged him to stop brainwashing me, saying he was so selfish. I really couldn't accept it; I genuinely resisted it.

My husband and I were each other's first love. Before he went out with someone else, we only had each other. I believed love was sacred, and he shattered my faith.

A few years later, it came up again this year. My husband said he wanted to find me a "boyfriend," and inexplicably, I agreed. He said he had mentioned it to his brother W, who seemed to have the same idea. After that, seeing each other became awkward. One day, my husband said he would take me out, and W was there too. As soon as I got in the car, I felt the atmosphere was off. Later, when my husband stopped to get something, W ran from the front seat to the back and kissed me. Because we're so close, I couldn't help but want to laugh... Later, my husband drove, and we sat in the back. I accepted the kisses and hugs (I realized people are so hypocritical; they don't allow others to do things they themselves). Later, we arrived at an empty house, and my husband pushed me onto the bed, wanting him to come along. I refused; I felt I couldn't cross my final line... After that, seeing each other became even more awkward. According to W, just thinking about those scenes was exciting, and he had an erection all day the next day. Later, there were often similar opportunities, and we would hug, kiss, and cuddle in the back seat of the car, often joking about going out for a one-night stand... That day, we were planning to go to a hotel, but I didn't bring my ID card, and I was incredibly nervous. However, we had already set the mood, and then that evening, in the underground parking garage, in the car, we had sex... My husband was in the car next to us... He said that neither of us was comfortable with each other... But we couldn't actually have sex. Maybe we were both too nervous, or maybe the car was too crowded, or maybe our movements weren't right. Anyway, we couldn't get in... So we had to give up... After that incident, we didn't contact each other for several days, probably because it was too awkward and embarrassing. I'm a little relieved now; I probably wouldn't have been able to handle the consequences of acting impulsively...

Lately, my husband and I have been incredibly affectionate, even more so than when we were newlyweds, according to him. Every night, my favorite thing to do is hug him, hold his thighs, and make love constantly—once in the morning, once at night, and sometimes even in the middle of the night. My husband's performance has been exceptionally good; before, it was every three to five days, but now it's every day. And I'm also incredibly aroused; I often get aroused just from kissing him, experiencing multiple orgasms. I can't believe this can last for a month... My husband says that seeing him kiss me makes him hard. He loves me very much, and his goal is simple: to make me happy. He initially wanted the three of us to be together, but if I'm happy, he can accept just the two of us... I'm also afraid of hurting my husband's feelings, but he says he's not sad at all; as long as I'm happy... I really, really love my husband. I hope our love can last much, much longer. Okay, I'm going to ride my husband now.

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