The cuckolded husband watches his wife's passionate masturbation video from afar.

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Ever since my wife slept with another man, my libido has increased significantly. Whenever I think about my wife letting him hold my buttocks and fuck me, I can get hard quickly. However, the pain of living apart from my wife means I can't satisfy her right away. It's frustrating, but at the same time, I'm glad that it was because of this separation that my wife took this step. I should make good use of it.
Everyone's busy during the day, so I often chat with my wife at night about her feelings after having sex with other men. She admits that although it was short that time, the thrill of the affair really excited her. I always remind her to do it again, but she always says she feels embarrassed when they meet afterward. Even though he goes over, he leaves after only a few words. As a man, I know he's doing this because he's observing my wife's feelings. One reason is that a man won't be in a rush after having sex with a woman once; he's observing her. Another reason is that he's afraid her husband will find out, so he's waiting to see how things develop. After we analyzed the reasons, my wife laughed at how much I knew. It's easy to tell from our conversations that she still wants to have sex with him properly. That's how women are; they disagree all the time, but once they've had sex, they're no longer awkward.
Riding this wave of enthusiasm, I solemnly suggested to my wife that she invite her to our home. At first, she felt it wasn't safe, worried about the potential negative impact. So I explained further that going to a hotel or a shop wasn't appropriate. Hotels are unhygienic and unsafe, and it would be even worse if others saw. Doing it in a shop wouldn't be convenient either, as it might be rushed. At home, with the door closed, no one would know what was happening. Just don't make too much noise while you're doing it. When my wife heard me say that last part, she laughed and called me a lecherous husband, implying that she was hoping someone else would have sex with her. I laughed and replied that my wife's pleasure was the most important thing. You're not happy about someone else satisfying you? My wife then burst into laughter.
At my request, my wife and I chose March 20th as the date, because it's my wife's birthday. I told her it was a memorable birthday gift for her, and also a way to let him know that my wife invited him to dinner because I promised to go back for her birthday but didn't. I thought he wouldn't refuse. Another reason was that our child was at boarding school, my wife was home alone, and my parents were traveling in the south, so there wouldn't be any disturbance. Most importantly, it was my wife's safe period that day. After deciding on the date, I felt like each day was an eternity, checking the calendar every day.
Finally, that day arrived. I asked my wife if she would close the door early and come home. She said no, she had already bought groceries in the morning and would just finish get off work and cook dinner at the normal time. He happened to come over at noon, and I had already told him what we had said; he agreed to have dinner with us that evening. Hearing her say that made my heart pound, and all sorts of images flashed through my mind. My wife said she was a little scared, and I said, "Don't be afraid, your husband supports you. Just relax and enjoy yourself." I could feel my voice trembling a little as I spoke. I continued, "I'll call you tonight. If it's convenient for you, answer; if not, just hang up." After hanging up, I found that I was actually hard.
I've lost all motivation to work. Everything's been postponed until tomorrow. As soon as I get off work, I rush back to the company-provided accommodation. The waiting is agonizing. I try to kill time by playing a game, but my mind isn't on it. At 7 PM sharp, I made my first phone call, but no one answered. My mind races with images: my wife being fucked with her ass up? Someone else's penis in her mouth? Someone spreading her legs and licking her? Lying in bed, masturbating, I send my wife a message to reply on WeChat after I'm done with my work, and then I enter a period of anxious waiting...
At 10:15, my wife's profile picture popped up on my phone. I quickly answered and saw her lying in bed, looking tired, her hair disheveled. She'd clearly been through a lot, and I figured she wasn't in the mood to talk about the details. I should give her more comfort now, so I eagerly asked if she'd left. She said she'd just left. I said, "You look so tired." She said, "How could I not be? You did it to me three times last night, my legs are still weak." "Where did you ejaculate?" I pressed on, "Where else could I ejaculate?" "I ejaculated inside. It's my safe period today, but don't worry," she continued. "For double insurance, I bought birth control pills. I'll take them when I get up." I said, "My wife is so thoughtful. But it should be fine; taking those is bad for your health." She said, "No way! What if it causes trouble?" I said, "Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say." Then I switched the camera to show her my erect penis, saying, "You had your fun, but look how impatient your husband is! What are we going to do about it?" She asked, "Should I ejaculate?" I said I definitely would. My wife continued, "When you called me, we were doing it. I wanted to answer, but I was afraid I wouldn't know what to say. He saw it was you calling and asked why I didn't answer. I pretended to be angry and said, 'I don't want to answer!' It was the first time, and he ejaculated a little while later. I said I guessed it, so it's okay, don't be angry. Let me see your genitals." My wife pointed the phone at her genitals, and I saw some toilet paper underneath. She said she hadn't washed up yet because she was too exhausted. She said she would send me a video after he left. She slowly removed the toilet paper, revealing her vulva wide open, her labia spread apart, and the inside slightly red, probably from friction. I asked if there was any of his semen inside. My wife said there probably was. She didn't move after he ejaculated inside and just put the paper down. I asked her to insert her finger. After she inserted it and squeezed it a little, some white liquid flowed out. Under this visual shock, I quickly masturbated and said, "Wife, does it feel good to have another man ejaculate so much?" My wife knew I was about to ejaculate, and she played along, saying, "It feels so good, I haven't felt this excited in a long time. Would you be happy if another man ejaculated on your wife three times in a row?" She knew my weakness; I was especially prone to ejaculating whenever she mentioned letting other men ejaculate on me. She continued, "Look, your wife is leaking other men's semen down there, so much white stuff." She inserted her finger inside, smearing the semen on her genitals and stroking it. I couldn't hold back any longer. My buttocks tightened, and a stream of semen shot out onto my stomach. It started hot, then cooled, and then gushed out in spurts. The pleasure kept assaulting my brain. This might be the final result I wanted. No, my brain suddenly denied this result. What surfaced was that this was just the beginning, and the road ahead was what I truly desired. After the climax, my wife said coquettishly, "My naughty husband, were you satisfied? I'm going to wash off the semen that other men left on your wife, and take my medicine while I'm at it." My wife then covered her genitals with a tissue, probably to prevent the semen from leaking out and getting on the sheets.
Watching my wife squatting in the bathroom, washing herself with the showerhead, I didn't forget to add, "Happy birthday, my wife. It's so good to be your wife. I will love you for the rest of my life." My wife smiled and said, "You naughty husband, thank you for such an unforgettable birthday gift. I love you too. Let's live a good life together. Nothing can separate us. I'll definitely treat you well when you come back." We blew each other kisses, agreed to hear the details tomorrow, and then hung up the video call.
Lying quietly in bed, I thought about how there are so many couples living apart in today's society. Many couples have become unfaithful because of this separation, starting with physical infidelity and turning into emotional infidelity, leading to divorce. Many others remarry only to find that life is no different from before, filled with the mundane realities of daily life and various troubles. What is marriage? How can one stay together for a lifetime? Everyone has a different answer. I think that only when both parties can understand and empathize with each other can the marriage last.

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