After six months, my wife Huaqian and I both started to go crazy (continued in 5 parts).

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Even if I'm your good lover, devoted to you, sharing tenderness and passionate kisses, I love you and am equally considerate. I won't let you know that people can be uglier until you can't even imagine who was with me in bed that day… Listening to Wu Yufei's "Confession," I recalled every little detail from the past few days. Whether it's to share with everyone or as a commemoration of my wife's first infidelity, I've decided to record this again. Why again? Because I've actually written about Hua Qian's infidelity before, but it was very vague and incomplete. It wasn't that I didn't want to write before or that I was lazy; it's that when Hua Qian told me about it, she was vague and never told me the whole process completely. As everyone knows, this series is different from my other series (the intermittently abandoned series). This series is all based on my personal experiences, so I don't want to write based on my imagination. So I'll write what I know, and even if people say my writing is too vague, there's nothing I can do about it. So why am I writing it again now? That's because I yelled at Hua Qian about this, and only then did she honestly tell me the whole story of her affair with that man. Of course, I yelled at her not because she cheated, but because she lied to me! We had agreed from the beginning that no matter how much she went out, she couldn't hide it from me; she had to tell me the whole story. But she didn't keep her promise, because she was shy and embarrassed to tell me (that's what she said). After Hua Qian's confession and my questioning, I finally told her the whole process and details, including her inner thoughts at the time, as well as the investigation and reenactment of the affair. Originally, the title was "Continue 6," but I thought that since this is the same event as "Continue 5," I'll stick with "Continue 5 Plus." But I felt it would be strange to narrate it from my own perspective, so this time I'll describe her affair from Hua Qian's first-person point of view. The timing and some details differ slightly from before, mainly because Hua Qian initially told some lies and concealed information, and my thoughts were a bit confused at the time, so this is the official truth. ………
... "Can't Mom take care of the child?" I said softly, enduring my husband's hot breath. "Mom's going to Grandma's tomorrow, how will she take care of the child? Sweetie, I'm on duty on the 1st, I'll be back too late from the countdown, and I won't be energetic for work in the morning. How about I make it up to you by taking you shopping when I get back from my shift?"
My husband said as he lifted my nightgown with his big hand, then slowly groped me from bottom to top, making me feel ticklish. "Ugh... don't touch me like that, I'm cooking. I've been with you for so many years, and you've never taken me to a New Year's Eve countdown. Every year there's this or that reason, it's so annoying, hmph! If you're not coming with me tomorrow, I'll go play by myself!"
I pulled the naughty hand away from my chest and ladled the food from the pot onto a plate. "Oh? Going to have fun by yourself? What's on your agenda?" "Hmph, Brother Zhao is getting married on the 1st, and he's having a farewell to bachelor/bachelorette party tomorrow night. I refused when Brother Zhao invited me. I was planning to spend New Year's Eve with you, but hmph, I don't need to anymore. I'm going to Brother Zhao's place, I don't need you anymore. Go, take these dishes out, and then wash the kids' hands and feed them." As I spoke, I handed the plates to my husband, and then went to the dining room to clear away my son's toys from the table. "Oh, are any people coming with you?" My husband took the dishes out and put them on the table, then asked me. "My colleagues from the office and Brother Zhao's friends." "When are they going out?" "I don't know, I'll send a WeChat message to ask later. Do you agree?" After clearing the table and taking out all the food, we started eating. "It's fine, as long as you know your limits. I just wanted you to make more friends, and hehehe, it's not a good idea for you to stay at home all the time. Oh, but let me make this clear first, you need to take care of your son first, otherwise I can't manage on my own." "Okay, I will, thank you, honey." And so, it was the evening of December 31, 2015. "Okay, honey, the child is asleep, I'm off." I changed into a dark red long-sleeved tight-fitting short dress. "Going out like that? You'll freeze to death." My husband started nagging when he saw my outfit. "It's okay, look, these are tights, I brought a scarf, and I can just add a down jacket on top. Brother Zhao will pick me up later, the car has heating, and it'll be even warmer when we get to the karaoke bar." I sat on the edge of the bed, holding my husband's head gently. "Hmm, that's alright, hey, who are you trying to seduce dressed like that?" My husband's mischievous hand rubbed up and down my thigh through the tights. "Heh, didn't you say you wanted that from me? Let me see if there are any handsome guys tonight. If there are, I'll seduce one for you, hehe." "Alright then, let's see if we can meet a handsome guy you like tonight." "Hmm, hehe, so... honey, where do you think I should zip up my dress?" I leaned against my husband, playing with the zipper buckle on my chest, and asked him seductively in his ear. The dress I was wearing was tight and short, and it had a zipper in the middle. When the zipper was fully zipped up, it was just an ordinary round-neck dress, but if you pulled it down, it could go all the way up to my navel. My husband gently took the zipper buckle and pulled it down little by little, stopping at the ventral area of my chest. "Hmm... here it is." "Here? Isn't that too low?" I sat up straight and looked down, seeing a large expanse of white skin and a deep cleavage exposed on my chest, and I could also see the edge of a black bra on the side. "It's alright, it's not like it's the first time I've gone out like this." "How come it's the same? There are a lot of colleagues this time, isn't this too provocative?" Looking at my chest, I felt a little nervous. "What are you afraid of? You're naturally provocative, hehe, how can you seduce handsome guys if you're not provocative?" My husband teased me while slipping his hands inside my open neckline and bra, kneading my breasts. "You're the provocative one, your whole family is provocative. I'm not arguing with you, Brother Zhao is almost here, I'm going, honey, bye-bye."
After removing the groping hand that was rubbing against my chest, I stood up, bent down, kissed my husband on the forehead, and went out. At the entrance to the residential area, I saw Zhao Ge's car already parked there. Opening the car door, I found one of my female colleagues, Xiaoyi, already inside. When we arrived at the KTV, Zhao Ge parked the car and led us into a private room. The room was already full of people playing games—singing, playing dice, some I knew, some I didn't. Xiaoyi and I sat with the colleagues we knew and started playing with them. As it got later, my colleagues left one by one for various reasons, until finally it was just Xiaoyi, Zhao Ge, and his four friends. Zhao Ge's friends saw that there were only two women left and invited us to join them. Earlier, when I was playing dice with my colleagues, I hadn't drunk much, so I was still quite energetic. But the longer I played with those people, the more I drank, and my head started to spin. Two of the young men were quite handsome. One of them was a colleague from another department in our company, but I didn't know him personally; I just vaguely remembered him. The two handsome young men hovered around me all night, constantly changing positions. Sometimes they would casually put their arms around my waist, touch my shoulder, or even secretly nudge my chest with their arms. I wasn't angry; in fact, I was a little secretly pleased. I never imagined that at 30, two handsome young men would still be interested in me. This reminded me of my husband's words: "Honey, do you know? You're very attractive to young boys these days..." At first, I didn't believe it because I felt I wasn't young anymore. After giving birth, I had a little belly, and my breasts were slowly sagging—where did I get the allure? But the two handsome men's behavior tonight gradually made me realize that I still had some market value. They asked for my WeChat and added me as a friend. Around 2 a.m., everyone prepared to leave. The two boys insisted on taking me home, but Brother Zhao stopped them. He kept insisting on taking me back, but when we got to the KTV entrance, Brother Zhao vomited everywhere and couldn't take me home. One of his friends had to take him instead. The other two boys had already left. Xiaoyi and I, both looking helpless, took separate taxis home. I felt okay at the KTV, but as soon as I went up the stairs, the alcohol hit me, and I felt dizzy. When I got home, it was so hot, so I took off all my clothes as soon as I entered the room. My husband was already asleep, but he woke up when he heard me open the door. I snuggled up to him, hugging him tightly, feeling so comfortable and wanting to sleep. My husband covered me with a blanket while asking about the night. I was exhausted, but I couldn't resist his questioning, so I told him a few things and then fell into a deep sleep. The next day, my son woke me up before nine o'clock; my husband had already gone to work. My head was still spinning, so after washing up, I sent a WeChat message to my husband. He continued to ask about last night, and I briefly explained what happened on WeChat. I made him breakfast, and my son and I ate in the dining room. Then, I received a message on WeChat from one of the boys from last night, named Aqi. We started chatting. Aqi is a local, a recent college graduate, and currently interning at a design company. I don't know how he became friends with Zhao, who is more than ten years older than him. Aqi is a great conversationalist; he can talk about anything that interests me and often compliments me, which makes me very happy. Gradually, I became interested in him. He even added me to the chat group created by the four people from last night. They are all humorous and witty, which made me happy. I spent the whole day switching between the chat group and Aqi's private messages. Of course, another boy, Awen, also messaged me privately. But I felt that since they worked at the same company, it would be awkward if something happened between us in the future, so I was much colder towards Awen, mostly chatting with him in the chat group. My husband didn't come home from get off work until after midnight. That bastard came back and started groping me. After I told him about my WeChat conversations with them today, my husband took my phone to look at the chat history. Looking at my husband's face, I felt very uneasy. I hugged his head and buried his face in his chest. "Honey, are you really going to do this?" I felt my voice trembling. "Yeah, the more lewd you are, the more excited I get..." "I'm serious. If... if you don't want to, I can stop contacting him right away, I..."
"I'm serious too. Didn't we agree? You promised!" "But I still feel weird. I can accept playing around sometimes, but to actually do it... I feel so strange." Actually, I can't imagine why my beloved husband would do this. Is it really okay for him to let me be with other men like this? "Of course you'll feel weird at first, but you'll get used to it slowly." "
Then... okay then, I hope you won't regret it..." Looking at my husband's determined eyes, I knew that nothing I said would make a difference. "Mmm, I'll love you forever, my wife!" "I love you too, my husband!" That night we made love passionately. I felt my husband's penis was harder than usual, hitting my clitoris every time. His excitement and arousal were clearly conveyed to me through his hard penis, and I could only keep trying my best to please him. I didn't know if this was the right thing to do, I only knew that my husband would love me very much this way. Besides, being pursued by a young and handsome boy wasn't bad, it was just a little strange to think that I was a married woman. For the next period of time, Archie and his friends kept chatting with me on WeChat, and my husband checked the chat history every night. Well, he checked Archie's chat history with the group chat, but he respected me and didn't look at the others. Although there was nothing wrong with it, I didn't feel any dissatisfaction. It's just that there were a few messages from Archie that were a bit too cheesy, and I felt embarrassed to delete the messages, but my husband...
After the truth came out, my husband got a little angry with me. He only forgave me after I promised I wouldn't delete any more messages. But even so, some things were really embarrassing, and I really didn't want him to see them. I'll have to be more careful when deleting messages in the future. What was bound to happen, happened. One afternoon while I was at work, they invited me out for a late-night snack. After getting my husband's permission, I put the kids to sleep and got dressed to leave. "I'm leaving, honey," I said, hugging him and kissing his forehead. "Okay, be careful. How are you getting there?" "They're coming to pick me up." "Oh, okay, um… remember to use a condom…" I was really amused by my husband. It was only the first time I'd gone out with them, the second time we'd met, how could it be so fast… "You're crazy, I'm leaving. It's late, you don't need to wait for me, just go to sleep." "Do you think I can sleep?" "Whatever, come here and give me a kiss…" I kissed my husband on the lips and left. I waited a few minutes at the entrance of the complex before they arrived, and then they took me to a popular local food stall for late-night snacks. The late-night snack was enjoyable; their silly banter made me forget all the stress of family and work, and I cried until after midnight. Feeling it was getting late, I asked them to take me home. They didn't say anything, paid the bill, and drove me home. When we got to the entrance of my apartment complex, I was stunned to find they had already driven away. Those idiots! Didn't they promise to take me upstairs? Don't they know it's dangerous for a woman to go upstairs alone in the middle of the night? Not counting the last time, I was so dizzy I didn't feel scared at all. Usually, when I get home late, my husband comes downstairs to pick me up. "Hey, you bad guy, really! You disappeared in the blink of an eye! Didn't you say you'd take me upstairs? I'm scared so late, where did you go! Humph!" Although I wasn't drunk, I'd had quite a bit to drink. Because of the effects of the alcohol, I called Aqi in an almost coquettish tone. "Oh, I thought you didn't need it..." "Don't need it my foot! You never keep your promises, how annoying..." "Um, where are you now? I'll be right back..." "At the gate." A few minutes after hanging up, their car came back. Archie got out of the car all by himself. I snorted and turned to walk into the residential area, with Archie following behind me. From the entrance of the residential area to the bottom of my building, Archie didn't dare to speak to me until we entered the building and he grabbed my hand from behind at the stairwell. I turned to look at him, and he looked at me too. "Um... did you have fun tonight?" he asked as he slowly moved closer to me. My heart was racing. What did he want...? "Yes, I had fun. You guys were so funny... um..." He moved closer and closer, and before I could finish speaking, he kissed my lips. "Um... um..." Archie's tongue went into my mouth and swirled around. I unconsciously responded with my tongue. My heart was beating faster and faster, my face was getting redder and redder, and my body temperature was rising. After kissing for what felt like forever, Archie's lips left mine. He pulled me to the hallway next to the stairs and made me lean against the wall to continue kissing me. At first, Archie's hands were still obediently holding my waist, but then his right hand started to wander, slowly climbing up from my waist to my breasts, rubbing them through my clothes. I was very nervous, extremely nervous. This was downstairs from my apartment, and most of the neighbors knew me. What if… what if someone saw us? I'd be in big trouble. But at the same time, I felt a tremendous thrill. I didn't know how long it had been since I'd felt this way. When was it…? Right, it was when my husband first pulled me to the stone bench on the basketball court at school, kissing and touching me like this… How exciting… Before I knew it, I felt a little wet in my underwear. Reflexively, I hugged Archie, one hand on his back, the other stroking his neck and the back of his head. My actions seemed to have further misled Archie. He was no longer satisfied with touching my breasts through my thick clothes. His right hand slipped under my dress, flipped over my thermal underwear, and slid under the bottom edge of my bra, leaving my breasts completely exposed in his hands. "Sister Qian, your breasts are so big and soft..." "Hmm... um... cold... um..." Archie's hand was a little cold, and touching my burning skin gave me goosebumps. He didn't let me finish speaking, continuing to seal my words with his lips. His left hand, which had been on my waist, slid down and kneaded my buttocks. "Um... mmm... mmm..." My body was getting hotter and hotter. I knew I was aroused. Suddenly, Archie released my lips and pushed my bra up with both hands, exposing my breasts to the air. "Ah..." Archie lowered his head and skillfully bit my left nipple with his mouth, while my right breast was constantly deformed in his large hand. "Ah... um... itchy..." My body was burning hot. The large expanse of skin exposed in the cold winter felt no chill. My hand, which was on Archie's back, was guided down and touched something hot. I knew it was a penis, a hard penis. Archie guided my hand to grasp it and stroke it back and forth. Then, Archie's hand gently caressed my lower abdomen, reaching the edge of my pantyhose. His fingers probed inside without hesitation, then lifted my panties and touched the place that no one but my husband had ever touched. "So wet... Sister Qian..." "Um... ah..." His fingers skillfully played with my urethra, vagina, and labia. I felt my lower body becoming increasingly loose, ready to burst at any moment. "Ah... ah..." Suddenly, the fingers that had been moving back and forth paused, then plunged into my wet, muddy vagina. "Ah... ah... um... ah..." I used all my strength to control my voice, trying not to cry out. The hand on Archie's head gripped his hair uncontrollably. *Splash...splash...splash...* The sound of fingers sliding in and out, mixed with the sound of water, was especially clear in the quiet night. I felt my strength slowly draining away, my legs trembling, my body leaning completely against the wall. Tension, excitement, taboo, desire... all intertwined in my mind, only comparable to my first time losing my virginity, my first time with my husband. Husband...husband...husband... His left hand, which had been kneading my breasts, suddenly grabbed the edge of my stockings, preparing to pull them down. I jolted awake; he was going to take off my stockings and then...no! I couldn't accept that my first time with him would end up like this, especially here. I pushed him away; he stared blankly at me. Ignoring him, I straightened my disheveled clothes. "Okay, come upstairs with me." Having straightened my clothes, I headed towards the stairs. The stairs seemed harder than usual; each step felt heavy, my mind a complete mess. Even at the doorstep, Archie didn't say anything. Just as I took out my keys to open the door, he said goodbye and ran out as if his life depended on it, opening the door to see my husband coming out of the room. I didn't know how to tell him what had happened that night; how could I possibly say it? But if I didn't tell him, my husband definitely wouldn't let it go. Taking off his shoes, my husband walked to my side, and I instinctively leaned into his arms. "I drank a lot..." My husband didn't speak, just held me silently as he closed and locked the door. "I was almost eaten..." I decided to be honest; there was no way I could stay silent. "Hmm? What?" I didn't know if my husband genuinely couldn't hear me or was pretending. He gently carried me into the room and then softly placed me on the bed. "Tell me, what happened?" My husband's voice was gentle, patting my back softly, but I didn't dare look at him, just holding him tightly. "I was almost eaten..." I felt my voice tremble slightly. "Tell your husband slowly what happened." I slowly recounted the events of the evening in my husband's arms. Perhaps I was too nervous or had drunk too much, because I was intentionally or unintentionally vague about some details. When my husband reached out and touched my still-wet area, I felt like my crime had been exposed. "Well, you're all wet, hehe, did he put anything in?" "No, really no, he just touched me with his hand..." Hearing my husband's words, I could only cover my face with my hands. "Touched you with his hand? Did any fingers go in?" "Yes..." "How many?" "I don't know... I really don't know..." I really didn't know. "Did you orgasm?" "Yes..." How could I not? "Yeah, otherwise why would you be so wet... Hmph, this slut, see how I punish you!" "My husband let go of me and roughly stripped me naked, then he took off his own clothes. I cautiously looked at my husband's face and noticed that although he used a bit of force, he didn't seem very angry, and his penis was already very erect. 'Ah...' Without any foreplay, my husband immediately inserted his penis. Because of the afterglow from before, there was no resistance or pain, and it filled my vagina. To be honest, I had wanted to be penetrated since earlier, and now that my wish had finally come true, the immense satisfaction made me forget that my son was still sleeping next to me, and I screamed loudly. My husband thrust in and out forcefully again and again, and I recklessly responded to him, pushing upwards so that each thrust hit my clitoris. My mind went blank, and the pleasure from my vagina made me spasm uncontrollably, with fluid gushing uncontrollably from my vagina and urethra. 'So tight, damn it, you slut, being touched like this...'""It really feels that good? It's squeezing me so tight... ouch..."
I couldn't respond to my husband with words, only with the most primal sounds emanating from deep within my throat. *Slap...slap...slap...slap...* My husband's penis grew larger and larger, the frequency of his thrusts increasing—a sign of impending ejaculation. "Ah...ah...no...no...ah..." I don't know why I said no. Perhaps this time my husband finished faster than before, my body craving more...more... Hot semen shot onto my belly, and all my strength seemed to be drained away. I could only gasp for breath like a fish pulled from the water, my body convulsing unconsciously. "Hoo...you were too wild tonight...almost like when you were a virgin..." After cleaning my body and the bed, my husband held me in his arms, covered me with the blanket, and I felt so comfortable I didn't want to move a single finger. "...That's all?" "That's all. Honey... I'm sorry..." My husband asked again about what happened downstairs tonight. After I answered, he hugged me tightly. "Phew, it's okay. Didn't we agree that this day would come sooner or later?" "I'm sorry, honey... don't be angry... you... you can stop contacting him if you don't like him! Really!" "Silly girl, I'm not angry, I'm just... I'm just a little confused right now. It's okay."
"Should we continue? If we continue..." "Hmm, as long as you can accept it, it's fine. Look how excited I was just now, right? I can tell you were excited too! Right?" "Hmm..." "Do you want him to penetrate you?" "A little... Actually, I almost lost control just now..." "That's it then, but next time, don't do it downstairs at home. It's a place where people come and go, aren't you afraid of being seen by the neighbors? I can accept you being played by someone, but I can't accept the neighbors talking behind my back about me being cuckolded! Be careful next time, don't let anyone see you." "Hmm, I know..." "Hmm, you're tired too, go to sleep... I love you, wife!" "I love you too, husband..." Although she was still full of guilt, seeing that her husband wasn't angry, and because she had been so tense today, she quickly fell asleep in her husband's arms. ...Recently, her husband's libido has been unusually high, even more so than when he first took her. I'm busy every day, dealing with the little boy on WeChat during the day and serving those two monsters at night, but I don't feel tired at all. On the contrary, I feel much more fulfilled than before. Whether it's my heart... or my body... the messages Archie sends are getting more and more cheesy, some of them I can't even bear to read. Actually, all he says boils down to one thing—having sex with me. I'm hesitant and conflicted. My love for my husband and the temptation of the young, handsome guy make me waver. Finally, what's meant to happen will happen. One night, they asked me to go out for a late-night snack again. My husband calmly agreed, but after so many years of marriage, how could he hide this forced calm from me? "Honey..." "Go ahead... huff... what's meant to happen will happen... remember... always wear a condom!" Walking in the stairwell, I recalled when I was in college, I was tricked by my senior into joining the dance club, and then forced to perform on stage for the first time. Now, I feel like I'm back to those few minutes before I went on stage that day. "Hua Qian... Hua Qian?" "Ah? Sister Hua!" A familiar voice interrupted my reverie... "What are you thinking about so intently? You almost bumped into me."
Sister Hua waved her hand in front of her, while Hao Ge, behind her, looked at me curiously. Do all men like to follow behind women when going up stairs? — I suddenly had
this thought. "Ah, nothing, just thinking about the baby." "Oh? What's wrong with the baby?" "Nothing, he just won't go to sleep until very late." "Yeah, Xiao Yong was the same when he was little..." Once Sister Hua started talking, she went on and on. "Usually during the day you... hey, what's wrong... oh, sorry, haha, out so late?"
If Hao Ge hadn't secretly tugged at Sister Hua from behind, who knows when I would have been able to leave. "Yeah, going out for a late-night snack with friends." "Oh, Shaojie's so nice, letting you go out and have some fun, unlike someone else, who calls several times even when I'm just shopping... Ugh, you're so annoying, I know. Sorry Huaqian, I have something to do back home, let's talk next time." Yeah, my husband's so nice, not only letting me go out, but also letting me... "Okay, I'll go now, goodbye, goodbye Hao-ge." After being interrupted by Sister Hua, my mood didn't seem so heavy. The same car was still parked at the entrance of the community, and inside, the same four people were still there. I usually drink very responsibly, but tonight I really drank too much, threw up twice, and was staggered home. Maybe I threw up everything I was supposed to, because I felt a bit more sober walking on the path in the community. And beside me was Aqi, carefully supporting me. At the stairwell, a passionate kiss, as if trying to melt me. Nipples exposed to the air, standing tall and erect. My lower body felt like a valve had been opened by that nimble finger, and a gush of fluid kept gushing out. "Sister Qian...Sister Qian...Is it okay?" "Um...Ah...It's not okay here, someone...someone will pass by...um...ah..."
"Let's go to the garage, no one can see us from inside your garage." "You need to wear a condom..." "Yeah, I have one." Disheveled, I opened the familiar garage with the key. According to the young man following behind, watching the garage door slowly open was like watching the door of a vault open. After the garage door closed, the slightly stuffy air made me frown. "Ah..." My clothes were lifted up again, and four fingers from behind kept twisting and playing with my two erect nipples. The heavy breathing in my ear and the hard thing pressing against my buttocks made me dizzy with desire. I reached up and wrapped my arms around his head, stroking his hair. "How long are we going to play like this? It's so comfortable—" For a moment, that's what I was thinking. Archie seemed to know what I was thinking. He released my poor nipples and tried to take off my pantyhose, but he was so clumsy, he couldn't pull them down no matter what he did, and he didn't dare to use force. He didn't know... he didn't know
... I pushed his hand away and quickly pulled the pantyhose and underwear down to my knees, exposing my buttocks to Archie. Archie took out a condom from his wallet, opened it, and put it on. I knew it! I knew he either left early to plan this or he often tricked girls into bed, otherwise, how could he be so well-prepared? Archie pushed my shoulders and made me lie on the seat of the women's motorcycle I usually use to go to work. Luckily, I brought my key when I left, otherwise, it would have been troublesome if the electronic anti-theft alarm went off. I didn't dare to look back. Soon... soon, that place that only husbands can enter was about to be entered by a boy much younger than me, whom I had only met three times. "Ah..." It was so swollen, so very swollen... With the double lubrication of the constantly overflowing vaginal fluid and the lubricant on the condom, I actually felt a throbbing pain. He must be bigger than my husband. "Ah... Ugh..." I desperately covered my mouth to stop myself from crying out. Husband, I'm sorry, he came in, went out, and came in again... Thinking of my husband... My husband was waiting for me to come home twenty meters above me... And I... was twenty meters below him, having taken off my pants, sticking my butt out, being penetrated by another man...
I'm sorry! Husband! I love you! I will always love you! "Ah... um... ah... ah... um?" What? Stopped? Huh? Finished? I haven't even come yet! Only ten or so times? What really blew me away was that he dared to ask me if he was good? Sigh, I silently took out a tissue and handed it to him, while I pulled out one to wipe myself. After tidying up my clothes, Archie carefully wrapped the condom and packaging he had used in a tissue, then took me upstairs, and ran down the stairs again as if running away. Opening the door, my husband didn't get up and hug me as usual, as if he were asleep. But I knew he wasn't asleep at all, how could he possibly be asleep? "We did it." I held my husband's head and whispered in his ear. "Where?" "The garage." Silence, neither of us spoke. I don't know how much time passed, but my husband started to take off my clothes. We made love wildly, and while we were doing it, I told him what had happened under my husband's questioning. We did it for a long time, and my feelings were complicated. "We can't go back now, can we?" my husband said in my ear. "Hmm..." "Remember, we can only continue like this... There's no going back... If we stop... we're finished, you know?" We won't be finished, as long as you don't mind me, husband... "Hmm..." ...Thankfully, my husband wasn't angry, and even loved me more. As for what happened that night, my husband concluded that the guy was probably too nervous, and he said he could probably finish quickly too. Okay, I'll take that as an explanation. My husband is still encouraging me to continue with Archie, what a perverted husband! But it's not so bad, I haven't lost anything, have I? It's the end of the year, and both work and family are becoming more troublesome. Apart from the usual WeChat messages, Archie and I haven't seen each other again until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. My husband was on duty, and my son was taken to my mother-in-law's place to play. That night, I was bored at home alone when Archie asked me to go to the movies. Of course, I was happy, but I still needed my husband's permission before I dared to go. After getting my husband's affirmative answer, I excitedly changed my clothes and walked to the entrance of the community. The car was different today; Archie said it was his own car. Ah, being a rich kid is great, driving a car right after starting work. Since we'd already eaten separately, we went straight to the movies. I saw "The Mermaid," which was fairly funny. After the movie, he took me to get something to eat. "How about we go for a drive before going back?" Archie asked me in the car after we ate. I saw it was still early, and my husband wouldn't get off work until late, so I agreed. Archie drove around, finally stopping by an artificial lake in an upscale residential area. There wasn't a soul around. After parking, he started stroking my thigh. "Shall we go to the back seat?" I knew he wasn't just taking me for a drive. Thinking about my husband's encouragement, I figured, fine, let's go. I hope he won't disappoint me again. The foreplay was as intoxicating as ever. His skilled hands removed my clothes piece by piece without me even realizing it. I compared Archie's and my husband's techniques, and in the end, I realized my ex-husband was just as good as Archie. Hmph, my husband these days always treats it like homework. He just does a quick fidget and then goes in. While he's good at lasting, it always leaves me feeling a little unsatisfied. Archie's car is a compact little one, so the interior space isn't very large. Finally, he told me to get on top. Archie put on a condom, held my waist, and I obediently rolled over and straddled him. He guided his penis to my vaginal opening. I took a deep breath and slowly sat down. "Ah..." It was swollen, the same swelling feeling as last time, and because of the position, it was even deeper inside. That sore, weak feeling all over my body... my husband has given me before, but it only happened occasionally. Now it happened every time. *Slap slap slap slap... *splat pplat pplat...* The two sounds mixed and echoed in the cramped car. If anyone were outside, they would definitely see the car shaking violently. I changed from kneeling on his lap to squatting, using his shoulders for leverage to swing my hips and slap his thighs with my buttocks. Just as I was enjoying the wonderful pleasure coming from my vagina, I suddenly felt Archie grip my waist tightly, stopping me from moving up and down. I looked at his ecstatic expression and felt his penis throbbing inside me. Finished again? Oh, better than before, about twenty thrusts, sigh… This feeling of being stuck in the middle was driving me crazy, but I was afraid of hurting his pride, so I didn't dare show any disappointment. I just rolled over and took out some tissues to wipe myself. Archie remained in that position until I hit him, and he finally woke up. After taking my tissues, he started cleaning the residue on his penis and the water stains on the leather seat… It definitely wasn't mine! Hmm, it wasn't… could it be? Suddenly, I felt a lot of guilt, not for having sex with Archie, but for never having had sex with my husband in the car. Every time my husband asked me to have sex in the car, I refused because the space in the car was too small and uncomfortable. And now… now my first time… car sex, just like that, was given to another man. I'll find a chance to make it up to my husband next time. After Archie finished cleaning up, we each put on our clothes, and then I leaned on his shoulder and chatted. Around 11:30 PM, I had him drive me home. When my husband came home, he hugged me and eagerly asked about the evening. I told him, rather irritably, that I was very disappointed in him. My husband shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Young people are a bit lacking. I was about the same before. You need to practice more to last longer." "How many more times do I have to let him do it? Every time I'm left wanting more, it's so painful."
I leaned against my husband, indicating I wasn't going to do it anymore. "Oh, I've got it. How about this, you help him finish once next time, and then do it again. The second time, it'll definitely last longer, right?" "Um... how do I do it? With my hands? I don't know how." "With your mouth. You've never used your mouth on him before, have you?" "No! Disgusting!" "Ha, then isn't it disgusting to give Xiaoyong a blowjob?" "No means no!" "Then whatever you want..." "Honey, I want it... give it to me..." I pushed my husband down and started our deepest battle. My son wasn't around, so I could scream out loud... "Mmm... ah..." This was in the same place, in the same car. A few days after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Aqi asked me out again. This time, we didn't have a late-night snack, didn't see a movie, and didn't go for a drive. He picked me up at the entrance of the neighborhood and went straight to the point. That's how men are. When they can't have you, they'll go to great lengths to coax you. Once they have you, they hardly ever do it anymore. But thankfully, there was still foreplay. However, if it was still at that pace, I'd rather not have it at all, otherwise I'd be left wanting more. "Let me help you get it done first before we do it." Remembering my husband's suggestion, I decided to give it a try. "Why?" My breasts were constantly being deformed by Archie's naughty hands. Last time he took off my clothes, he needed my help, but this time he stripped me naked in no time. "It's more comfortable this way." "Okay then." I pushed away the naughty hands that were still on my breasts, squatted down from the back seat, and knelt between Archie's thighs, gently stroking his penis. This was the first time I had seriously observed Archie's penis. Before, I was too embarrassed to look at it, and only used my vagina to feel its size. I compared Archie's penis with my husband's. Archie's was indeed thicker than my husband's, well, a whole size thicker, but only a little bit longer, well... a centimeter or two. After stroking it a few times, I lowered my head and smelled it. Well, there was no strange smell. I stuck out my tongue and licked the glans, and Archie seemed to be electrocuted and shuddered. I thought it was fun, so I started licking it. After licking for a while, I tried to put his penis in my mouth. "Ah..." This time it wasn't me, it was Archie who groaned, haha. But his penis was really thick. I had to open my mouth as wide as possible to take it in, and it felt really strenuous. "Ah... Sister Qian, your technique is so good... Ah... Huff..." Of course, my husband has been training me for years, how could it not be good? While I was sucking, Aqi, who had been behaving himself for a while, became naughty again and reached out to play with my breasts from above. Slurp slurp... The sucking sound echoed in the car. Suddenly, I felt someone press down on my head, making me speed up the up-and-down motion like playing basketball. No way, he's already done? Only four or five minutes. It's nothing compared to my husband, who can suck without ejaculating. "Sister Qian, can I ejaculate inside? Huff..." The pressure on my head increased, and I knew he was close to his climax. "You're crazy, of course not, that's disgusting. My husband doesn't allow it either." I quickly shook off his hand, spat out his penis, and even used my hand to masturbate him. He ejaculated in just a few strokes. Luckily, I pulled away quickly, but some semen still got on my face. After cleaning the semen off my hands and face, I leaned naked against his shoulder and chatted. For some reason, I suddenly became sexually indifferent to him, without even a shred of desire to have sex with him again. A long time later, he asked if I wanted to go again, and I refused. I felt I might never go out with him again. Archie didn't say anything after being rejected. We silently got dressed, and then he drove me home. Finally, when we went upstairs, I didn't let him drive me. I think he understood what I meant. Afterwards, we chatted on WeChat, but Archie didn't ask me out again. ...Before the Lantern Festival, as my husband usually does, we celebrated the Chinese Valentine's Day early. To make it up to him, I paid for tickets to "The Mermaid" and promised to have sex with him in the car. During the movie, my husband held my hand the whole time, holding it very tightly. During our car sex session, we went on for a long time, and my husband got hard and soft repeatedly, but we couldn't finish. He said the space was too small, making it difficult to exert force and uncomfortable. Finally, as compensation, I agreed to my husband's request to go to the convenience store wearing only a short dress, topless, with the zipper zipped all the way down, to buy cigarettes. Despite the rain outside, despite the low temperature, and despite my embarrassment, I still did this revealing thing to please my husband. From the moment I entered the convenience store, the middle-aged owner's eyes never left my body. I bought not only cigarettes but also a drink. I deliberately pretended to struggle to choose from the large refrigerated drink display, bending almost ninety degrees to pick out the drink for the owner. Although I didn't look back, I knew my buttocks, my genitals, and my pubic hair were exposed to the owner. Frankly, I didn't feel any sexual pleasure, only fear and shame, oh, and cold. My husband stood at the convenience store entrance watching me expose myself, without any intention of going in. Finally, after much effort, I paid the bill and ran to the convenience store to get back to the car like I was escaping for my life. My husband was clearly very happy and excited. This made me feel a little less guilty. Maybe because I had exercised, I was a little hungry, so I asked him to take me to eat something. My husband kept talking to me on the way, as excited as if he had just received his newest toy. When we got to the restaurant, he still kept talking, although I had already put all my clothes back on. It wasn't a matter of being shy or revealing; I was just cold. At the restaurant, my husband kept asking me about Archie and me, and whether I had ever been unfaithful to him before. I thought about it and told him something I had kept from him before we got married. My husband wasn't angry; he seemed quite excited, and then he stopped. Just as I was wondering what was going on, he seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage and told me something I couldn't accept, something I would rather never have known for the rest of my life. He confessed that he had cheated on me; before we got married, he had been with the owner of a herbal tea shop behind my back, and they had even had sex. I couldn't accept it, I really couldn't accept it. I told him back when we were together that I'm not a petty woman. I wouldn't mind if you went out socializing or anything like that. Even if you went to nightclubs or massage parlors, I wouldn't be too angry. What I can't accept is you sleeping with someone else, not even once. I was completely devastated. My husband kept apologizing, but I couldn't listen to a word. The food on the table made me feel nauseous, and I couldn't eat a thing. "Give me the keys." "Huh? What?" "Give me the car keys!" I took the keys and went to the car. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably, and all sorts of negative thoughts swirled in my mind. I wanted to talk to someone, but it was almost 2 a.m., and it wasn't convenient to call anyone. For some reason, Archie's image popped into my mind. "Hey, why are you so late?" Archie's familiar voice came from the phone. I cried and listed all the bad things my husband had done. Finally, my husband got into the car, and I hung up the phone and drove home. My husband kept apologizing to me the whole way, making promises and swearing oaths. But didn't you promise me before that you wouldn't go all the way? What's the point of promising again now? Once unfaithful, always unfaithful, why should I trust you again? Some might say, didn't you sleep with other men yourself?
Why can't you accept your husband sleeping with someone else?! No reason! I just can't accept it, absolutely not! When we got home, my husband spent over an hour apologizing. He said he loved me so much that he felt he shouldn't hide anything from me anymore, so he confessed. My anger subsided a little, just a little. I had thought about divorcing him, but despite my anger, I still loved him very much. In the end, I went home with him, but I didn't say a word to him, and slept with my back to him that night. The next day, my husband had to work, and I had to go to work too. I was very unhappy, and spent the whole day at work overthinking. My husband sent me many messages, but I didn't reply to any of them. Finally, he called me, and I reluctantly answered, but hung up after a few words. When I got home from get off work, my son wasn't there, and the house was eerily quiet. I felt this couldn't go on; I was afraid I would do something stupid, and suddenly a desire to get revenge on my husband arose in my mind, so I called Aqi and asked him to go drinking with me. Aqi took me to dinner first, and after dinner, he asked me where I wanted to drink. "You have to order a dozen drinks before going to those nightclubs, and you can't drink while driving. I can't finish them all by myself, it's a waste of money." "Then... shall we get a hotel room and buy some drinks to drink up there?" I knew what he was thinking. I would never have agreed before, but to get revenge on my husband, I agreed without hesitation. We picked a chain hotel and booked a room by the hour. The room was booked using only his ID card, since his workplace can check personal hotel records. Although he would find out sooner or later, I just didn't want him to find out. Once in the room, I started drinking and complaining to Aqi about my husband's faults. But that guy Aqi actually defended my husband! He said my husband was actually doing well, that many people cheat on their wives with countless women, and even confessed to you... My husband only mentioned one, who knows how many others he hasn't mentioned! Before I knew it, I had drunk two cans by myself. Two large bottles of Harbin beer, because I had just eaten, I really couldn't drink anymore. "I'm going to take a shower first..." Archie stopped talking when he saw I wasn't drinking anymore, and cautiously asked me. "Hmm..." "Let's shower together." This guy really knows how to push his luck. "You go by yourself, I just showered before coming out." Archie kept begging me, and finally I couldn't resist and agreed. I took off my clothes outside, wrapped myself in a towel, and reluctantly let Archie lead me into the bathroom. Archie gently caressed every inch of my skin, and I took the initiative to use shower gel to wash him... um, especially his penis. He started kissing me, touching me, using all sorts of flirting techniques on me. "I can't hold back anymore, can we not use a condom?" "Hmm..." In my dazed state, I don't know why I agreed. Archie hung me completely suspended on his body, his penis was right in front of my vaginal opening, and then he slowly let me sink down. Plop... without any resistance, his entire penis was completely inside my vagina, and that tingling pleasure quickly spread throughout my body. It felt amazing, but I was also scared, afraid of falling. So I didn't let him touch me for long before he put me down. After I got down, he turned me around and pushed me against the bathroom wall. I braced myself against the wall with my hands, bent over, and let him spread my buttocks, inserting his thick penis into my vagina again without any obstruction. The hot water from the showerhead kept spraying onto our bodies, the slapping sounds incessant. Maybe it was the environment, but this time it lasted longer than ever before... wait... longer? "Wait, let's use a condom." I suddenly woke up from the pleasure and pulled him back. "No, okay? This is more comfortable." "Can you guarantee you won't get it inside? Can you handle the consequences? I don't think I can."
Archie was speechless. We dried ourselves off and walked out of the bathroom. He hugged me and kissed me passionately on the bed. Then, after putting on a condom, he pulled me up and lay back down, meaning he wanted me to ride on top of him in a woman-on-top position, guiding his penis to my vagina and slowly sitting down... Just as I was about to climax, he finished again... Would it kill him to wait a little longer? I was speechless. This time, I was completely heartbroken. If this continued, I thought I would go crazy. After cleaning up, I wrapped myself naked in the blanket and continued to berate my husband. Archie played on his phone while praising him. Around midnight, it was almost time for the clock to strike, so Archie took me home. "Actually, you're so young, you should find a girlfriend. This isn't a solution," I said to Archie downstairs, hoping he understood. Archie didn't say anything, just responded with a couple of words. I didn't let him take me upstairs. …When my husband came home from work, I told him rudely that I had gone to a hotel with a man. He didn't show any displeasure and kept trying to appease me with sweet words. I made him promise again that he wouldn't sleep with other women, or I would definitely divorce him. After my husband solemnly promised, I forgave him. After that, I never saw Aqi again, and we rarely even contacted each other on WeChat. As for me, haha, I met a handsome guy in a mobile game. He's from my hometown, but unfortunately, he's not free to come over right now. He wanted me to come see him, but my husband said that offering oneself up from afar is absolutely unacceptable; a woman can be promiscuous, but not cheap. I think my husband is right, so I refused. He said he would come to see me as soon as he had some free time, and I'm really looking forward to it. ……………………………………………………………………………………………
This is the story of Hua Qian's first affair. Hmm…when I posted part 5, Hua Qian hadn't gone to a hotel with that person yet, so I didn't continue writing. Aren't you curious about what Hua Qian confessed to me that night? Actually, there was just an ambiguous atmosphere, nothing concrete. Here's the thing: once, Hua Qian's company organized a trip for them. At the time, Hua Qian and I weren't married yet, just living together. The company arranged hotel accommodations where two people shared a double room. Hua Qian was assigned to share a room with a female colleague she was close to. That colleague had a boyfriend; Hua Qian and I had been on trips with them before. That colleague wasn't exactly innocent; she was having an affair with one of the company's employees and demanded to share a room with him, leaving Hua Qian's other partner in the room. Luckily, all four of them got along well, so Hua Qian agreed. A single man and woman sharing a hotel room—pretty ambiguous, right? Even more ambiguous was that after showering that night, Hua Qian went commando, wearing only her pajamas, and slept with a man other than me. Although Hua Qian wasn't wearing any sexy lingerie and we slept in separate beds, it was still pretty tough. Later, I asked Hua Qian, "What would you have done if that guy had tried to sleep with you that night?" Guess what Hua Qian answered? She actually said, "I don't know!" Haha, what does "don't know" mean? I thought she would say something like "impossible" or "I would definitely resist," but her answer "don't know" was quite revealing. By the way, that male colleague drove the main wedding car for me on my wedding day with Hua Qian………
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