Process 1

The Process: Several years have passed since my first close encounter with him. Here are some of the bumpy experiences I had:
Last time I wrote about my wife meeting someone she met online. Since it was her first time, she was shy and timid, so I didn't continue. But I still had to whisper sweet nothings in her ear.
The following year, our child went to university. We took him to school, and after a busy morning until 1 pm, the three of us had lunch near the school. That afternoon, a chat friend messaged me on QQ. We chatted, and he happily said we were in Xudong, and he was nearby too, inviting us to dinner that evening. I talked to my wife, saying a friend had invited us to dinner, someone I'd told her about before, someone I'd specially arranged for her. I then honestly told her how long I'd known him, how I felt about him, etc. I subtly suggested, "You must be tired today. How about we have dinner together tonight and relax?"
Finding someone I clicked with and letting my wife experience a different kind of sexual bliss had been my thought for the past two years. My wife knew what I was getting at, but remained shy and silent. Seeing an opportunity, I then messaged the man, saying my wife had to go home that night. I told my wife I'd never met her before, "Why don't we sit down and get to know each other?" I replied with a smiley face and then sent my location.
My wife saw my location and seemed a little flustered. She's over 40, and her face flushed slightly; I still found her rather cute. She muttered, "Let's go back, let's go back." I guess she was a little scared. I teased her, saying, "Last year, you only caught a glimpse of that guy. This time, you'll see someone else's stuff; it'll be a different experience." My wife playfully punched me a few times. Amidst the teasing, he messaged me: "Brother, I'm at the entrance of the complex." So I pulled my wife over.
When we met, we smiled at each other, and my wife lowered her head and stood behind me. I greeted Dan, chatted for a few minutes, and then took my wife's hand and got into his car. At the restaurant, we ordered a small private room. Dan and I started chatting, while my wife remained silent, but the atmosphere gradually became more lively. He was quite charming, serving her food and casually chiming in on things she was interested in. After the meal, he told his wife, "Sis, I've booked a hotel. You and your brother can rest together; it's a long journey tonight." I also told my wife that she was tired after a long day, so we should make the best of it. Since we had a few drinks, we took a taxi to the hotel he had booked.
When we arrived, it was a large room with nice amenities. My wife sat on the bed, while Dan and I chatted on the sofa. We gradually moved from current events to relationships, and when we got to my wife's sexual interests, she would sometimes purse her lips and sometimes roll her eyes at me, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous. I got up and sat next to my wife, my hand subtly caressing her from behind, gradually moving to her buttocks. She twisted her body, and I took the opportunity to place my hand on her thigh. She pinched me, and I deliberately cried out in pain. I grabbed her shoulder with one hand and slipped the other under her thigh, laying my wife down on the bed and kissing her. Dan also came over, his hand on my shoulder, seemingly moving slowly as well. I felt my wife stiffen slightly. I touched my wife's breasts and whispered comforting words in her ear. Her body slowly softened. My single hand gently stroked her neck and collarbone, whispering, "Sister, your body is so soft and warm." After a while, my wife stirred and sat up. I said, "Honey, go take a shower; the hot water will help you relax." My wife seemed to be a little interested; she hummed in agreement, got up, took her underwear from her bag, and went into the bathroom.
We started talking about my wife—her personality, her preferences…
About 20 minutes later, my wife came out wearing a bath towel. I immediately went to her, put my arm around her, and said to Dan, "You should take a shower too." Dan took off his underwear and went into the bathroom. I whispered in my wife's ear, "Honey, I love you. I want you to try something different in bed." My wife looked at me and said, "Are you sure?!" I said, "I really want you to experience some sexual pleasure, just like when we go out to eat together. We never get tired of home-cooked meals, but occasionally having a big meal is a treat, a change of pace." As he spoke, his hand reached down to his crotch, teasing his wife, "Look, it's all wet." His wife glanced at me, got into bed, and casually draped the blanket over her chest.
Dan came out, still wearing his underwear, his clothes still damp. I laughed and said, "Come on up, take care of your sister." He got into bed from the other side. I pulled back the blanket, but his wife pulled it back up. I reached inside, caressing his wife, unhooking her bra from behind, then pulled back the blanket and kissed her breasts. His wife squirmed, putting her hands on my neck, no longer caring about the blanket. Dan moved closer, his hand caressing his wife's thigh. I told my wife, "I'm going to wash up." I winked at Dan and went into the bathroom.

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