The Second Trio (Part 2)

Taking this opportunity, I got up, took her hand, and pulled her to sit down on the edge of the bed. I hugged her tightly. Her hands were soft, and she smelled faintly of perfume. I asked her if she had dressed up specially, and she said no, she always dressed like this. Hmm, she really is a woman who pursues a refined life. I asked, "Your husband is often not around, so no one will notice if you dress up so beautifully?"
"Ugh, if nobody's watching, I'll watch it myself. I'll go out on the street and let others see me."
“No need to go out, just show me.”
I secretly slipped my hand under her arm and pinched her breast. She was clearly not prepared, and her body trembled slightly.
“You’re so naughty!”

I took the opportunity to hug her tightly. She didn’t resist and obediently leaned into my arms. I leaned back and lay down on the bed, then turned to look at her. She seemed a little nervous, probably anticipating what was about to happen; her chest heaved irregularly.

I gently placed my hand on her breast, covering it through her bra. She closed her eyes in tension, her muscles seemingly frozen. I whispered in her ear, “Baby, don’t be nervous, I won’t hurt you. Relax, you’ll enjoy it.”
Perhaps my comforting words had an effect; she relaxed a lot, and her breathing became steady, so I began to take further action.
I started kissing her cheek and ear from one side. Because she was wearing a tank top, her entire shoulder was exposed, so without taking her clothes off, my mouth could reach all over her neck and shoulders, and even get closer to her chest.

At first, she seemed a little flustered because of her nervousness, but as I continued kissing her, she began to respond more actively. She started to hug me tightly, her hands rubbing against my clothes, and my hands moved down from her chest. Her legs were together, and she still seemed nervous.

I placed my hands between her legs and slowly pulled up her skirt. Because she wasn't wearing stockings, it was easy to touch her underwear when the skirt was pulled up—soft cotton underwear.

I've noticed that many women really like wearing cotton underwear. Those thongs or lace panties aren't necessarily comfortable. A woman's private parts are very delicate; even a slight abrasion can damage them. While thongs and sexy lingerie are necessary to add spice to sex, wearing them every day isn't necessarily comfortable. Therefore, many conservative or not very open-minded women generally wouldn't buy thongs or sexy lingerie unless their husbands specifically request it. The fact that

she wore such ordinary underwear to see me today made me think even more that she was a truly virtuous woman. And the more like this a woman is, the stronger the psychological impact on me.
Her hands began to actively slip inside my clothes, even unzipping my pants before I knew it and reaching inside. But because of my underwear, she only touched me through it, occasionally moving her hands to my inner thighs to caress my legs.

I whispered encouragement in her ear: "If you want it, just unzip it!" With each encouragement, she became bolder, quickly unbuckling my belt. I found the way a woman eagerly unbuckled a man's belt incredibly sexy.

With my cooperation, she pulled down my pants. Then, something unexpected happened. After taking off my pants, she didn't continue, but instead whispered in my ear, "Would you like to meet my husband?"
At first, I didn't understand what she meant and looked at her questioningly. She smiled at me and said, "He's waiting for my news in the lobby downstairs."
My mind went completely blank. I truly didn't know what to do. I had never realized her husband was there. The woman lying on my bed had her husband downstairs, who could come up at any moment. I knew absolutely nothing about him, so you can imagine how terrified I was. She probably noticed my panic.

"Look how scared you are. Actually, he's known about us for a long time, but he didn't object. This whole thing was his doing. But don't be upset, he's giving you to me as a gift, and he wants me to enjoy you."
I suddenly realized that I might have underestimated this woman, or rather, misjudged her. Perhaps she had orchestrated and controlled everything, and her awkwardness and shyness were just an act?

I dared not think any further and asked her, "What do you plan to do?"
"I'll call him and have him come up!"
"Wait a minute, let me get dressed."
"No need, he knows what's going on,"

she said, picking up the phone. "Honey, are you getting impatient? Come on up, I've already told him."
Now that things have come to this, I have no other choice but to silently wait for this man, who is still a stranger to me, to arrive.

To be honest, although I've been involved in dating circles for a while, I've never actually participated in couples' dating. I always felt that such things were far removed from me, as if they were something unrealistic. Therefore, I rarely write stories about couples' dating. But this time, I unexpectedly encountered it. When happiness arrives unexpectedly rather than through deliberate effort, that happiness multiplies. An unexpected surprise? An unexpected gain?

I don't know how to describe my feelings at this moment: anxiety, unease, trepidation, progress, anticipation, excitement, thrill? Furthermore, although Chen Dong from the TV series "My Wife is a Cuckold" told me many stories about his marriage, giving me some understanding of the psychology of such men, I've never truly had a face-to-face conversation with him. And now, this man is about to appear before me, adding another layer of curiosity to my heart!
Fortunately, the wait wasn't long, and I didn't have time to think too much. Even if I planned to get dressed, I probably wouldn't have had time. Less than five minutes later, there was a knock at the door.

She got up to open it, and I awkwardly got up to greet her. We shook hands and exchanged pleasantries as we entered the room. He was a warm and easygoing man, dressed casually and looking quite energetic. After sitting down, he began apologizing, asking me not to mind their secrecy. He said he and his wife always read my articles together, and since his wife liked them, he had no objections. Since we had this opportunity, he suggested we all get together and have some fun. He explained that he hadn't wanted me to have any reservations, so he had acted first and informed me later. Then came the apologies.

I quickly said it was alright, that everyone was sincere, and I started calling him "Big Brother" and addressing her as "Sister-in-law."

However, he seemed to dislike me calling her "Sister-in-law," saying, "You should still call her '**,' it makes you seem younger, and she'll definitely like it."

She rolled her eyes at him, and we smiled at each other.

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