The Story of the Seductive Wife, Part 5

Following up on

last weekend afternoon, with a mix of trepidation and excitement, I arrived at the hotel where my online friend was staying, as instructed in a text message. To be honest, I wasn't particularly looking forward to this activity, as I prefer the thrill of breaking moral boundaries with my wife. Being a single man isn't what I'm after. But the thought of a respectable married woman about to be humiliated and moaning beneath me still stirred a certain excitement within me.

My online friend quietly opened the door for me, led me into the room, and introduced me to my wife, who was sitting on the bed watching TV, saying that he was the friend I mentioned and that we should get to know each other. The wife didn't even look up, giving a hesitant "hmm." I sized her up; she was in her early thirties, with shoulder-length hair. She had a moderate figure, fair skin, and although she was looking down, her features were quite demure. She was a well-maintained young woman. Seeing that she was neatly dressed and somewhat shy, I said hello, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward. My online friend pulled me into the bathroom, explaining that my wife had agreed and that as long as I treated her gently, there wouldn't be any problems. He also told me to definitely use a condom, not to take pictures, and other precautions. Then he came out and said to his wife, "Don't be embarrassed, I'll come pick you up again tonight." Without waiting for a reply, he closed the door and left.

His wife lowered her head even further, her hands defensively protecting her body. To ease the awkward atmosphere, I knew women needed security. So I drew back the curtains, poured her a glass of water, and, keeping a distance, said, "Since you're here, let's make the best of it. Let's talk." Chatting is one of my strengths, and we talked about everything under the sun, from children's education to women's clothing. His wife gradually relaxed, and during our conversation, we naturally made eye contact. She seemed quite relaxed, and seeing that she was in a good mood, I felt it was time to act. So, under the pretext of refilling her water, I sat down beside her and said, "Let me read your palm." I took her hand and gently stroked it. I whispered in her ear, "You're so beautiful. I really want to hug you." Seeing her head bowed in silence, I pulled her into my arms. Instead of rushing straight to the point, I whispered in her ear, praising her refined manners and beautiful figure, while slowly running my fingers over her shoulders and back through her clothes, arousing her desire. My friend's wife was limp, her breathing rapid, only responding to my words with soft moans.

Seeing everything was ready, I drew the curtains, embraced her from behind, and gently touched her breasts with my fingers, lightly nibbling her ear. Unable to withstand my stimulation, she moaned, repeatedly saying how uncomfortable it was.

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