Marriage needs passion

This post was last edited by Geili on 2014-09-16 at 08:35 .

Chapter One: Unrelated to Love

My name is Wang Bing, and I'm 33 years old. My wife, Xiao Wan, is 31. Although women's appearances tend to show signs of aging, my wife is a
white-collar worker who takes good care of herself and looks no different from a 24 or 25-year-old woman. I always feel that we're not a good match. Just looking at our appearances, I'm only
1.72 meters tall and look a bit older than my age, while Xiao Wan is 1.68 meters tall and weighs only 101 kilograms, very slender and pretty.

Our two families had a very close relationship between the previous generations. My relationship with Xiaowan was finalized back in college, even though she already had a boyfriend at the time.
She didn't reveal this to me until five years after we got married. However, she always listened to her parents, so she ultimately ended up with me.

I don't want to say anything about our sex life; it's probably the same as most people's. We don't change our positions much, and it happens about once every two weeks. There's not much
passion; it feels like a routine.

Xiao Wan appears to be a simple and honest person, but deep down she always has a rebellious fire burning within her. I used to live with her family, and
I always got along well with her parents. It was always her who caused problems. She would often unexpectedly throw a tantrum when everything was calm. In the end, her
parents couldn't take it anymore and kicked us out of the small two-bedroom apartment that my workplace had allocated to me.

After we started living alone, she turned her anger on me, often arguing with me over trivial matters, which gave me a lot of headaches. Although she
would apologize , I knew that she often sat alone in silence, and she didn't love me or share her worries.

Later, something happened between us.

One day, after we made love, she told me that she felt like her youthful passion was about to burn out. I didn't say anything, but I felt the same way.

Life was like stagnant water in a pond, calm and uneventful. Everyone felt helpless, but there was no good way to change the situation.

One night, she came home late, her face flushed, as if she'd been drinking. I knew she worked as a business specialist and often had social engagements, so I didn't
think much of it. But what happened that night shocked me. She acted as if it were our wedding night, clinging to me and making love three times. This was unprecedented.
I'm a very observant person, and although I was exhausted, I still asked her why she was behaving so unusually that night.

She stared at me for a while, then asked, "Do you have faith in our love?"

I thought for a moment and said, "I'm confident."

She laughed, lowered her head and thought for a while, then whispered in my ear, "I'm seeing someone else."

I was shocked: "Are you serious? You want a divorce?"

She shoved me away: "Are you hoping I'd bring it up first?"

I shook my head in bewilderment: "No. I love you, you know that."

Then she told me she was just joking. However, tonight, someone confessed their love to her, and although she rejected him, she still let him
kiss her .

"What!" I stared at her bright red lips, stunned.

"Who is it? Is it your colleague?"

She nodded, and I was furious.

"Look at you, didn't you say you had confidence in our love? Your reaction is so strong, people are afraid to talk to you anymore." Then she turned over and went to sleep.

That night, I couldn't sleep. My mind was filled with images of her passionate lovemaking, her body writhing and moaning beneath me, and the unverified truths she had told me. My thoughts
were a jumbled mess.

I had a dream last night. It seemed to be in my university dormitory. I was sleeping on the top bunk, and Xiao Wan was on the bottom bunk having sex with another man. I saw that
beautiful body that had belonged to me for the past seven years now being pleasured by another man. The lustful fluids that had flowed only for me for the past seven years were now being teased by another man and overflowing with lust.
I felt both heartbroken and indescribably excited, and in the end, I even had a wet dream.

For the next few weeks, she didn't show any unusual behavior, but she was quite depressed. She also stopped having sex.

One evening, after she showered, she curled up on the edge of the bed, wearing a semi-transparent lingerie, looking very alluring. I couldn't resist and tried to make love to her, but she refused
. I asked her why, and she listlessly said, "Nothing, it's just not interesting."

I snapped: "Having sex with me isn't interesting? But it's interesting when a colleague kisses you?"

Her eyes lit up immediately: "Interesting!! Absolutely interesting! More interesting than having sex with you. Two people, like puppets on strings, year after
year , it's better not to do it at all!!"

I was in a bind; her fervor terrified me. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I won't hold it against her, really."

On the third night, her passion erupted once again, and we entwined together for the entire night, making love three times.

After I finished showering, she hugged me and whispered, "There's something I need you to confess. This afternoon, when we got off the elevator, he kissed me again."

I felt like I was taking a Finnish bath; one moment I was extremely passionate, and the next my heart had plummeted to freezing point.

"You let him kiss you?"

She looked at me and said, word by word, "He and I shared a deep kiss."

"Do you want to leave me?" After a while, I mustered all my courage and asked her.

"Listen to me, we've been husband and wife for seven years. Your love has molded me into a woman of a certain type. I'm only meant for you, and you're only
meant for me. I will never leave you in this lifetime. But, I don't know why, there's always a fire burning in my heart that makes me feel so uncomfortable. Maybe it's like flying a kite.
I'm flying in the sky, and if I leave your tether on the ground, I'll definitely be finished. But if there's no wind, I feel like I'm half dead."

I know what she means. We're so tired of our mundane lives, who wouldn't want to try something new and exciting?

That's just Xiaowan's personality; I know I can't stop her.

"So what do you want?" My heart raced, filled with fear and a hidden longing.

The scene from my dream flashed before my eyes: that incredibly thick penis, moistened with Xiao Wan's love juice
as hitting her hardest spot, causing Xiao Wan's vulva to swell slightly.

"It's getting a bit cold, how about I buy you a hat?"

I was a little confused: "I don't like wearing hats, but buying one is fine too."

She gave a sly smile: "A green hat. Do you like it?" Then she burst into laughter.

I pounced on her and grabbed her by the neck: "You slut! I'll strangle you!"

She was beneath me, her face turning purple from my pinching, but her eyes were filled with pleasure.

After I let go, she gasped for breath and said, "I'm a slut! I'm a whore!"

I slapped her twice more, then she pressed herself against me: "I'm so horny, I just got fucked, if you like, fuck me again!"

I pushed her down onto the bed and tore open her underwear.

"Come here, my little nipples have just been played with, and here, my little hole, and the things that person left behind, you can eat them."

Xiao Wan tapped my head: "Hey, that person, what did they agree to over the phone?"

I cursed the little slut under my breath and said to Huang Yang, "Just shoot it in."

Huang Yang scratched his head: "Today's events are a bit interesting. Xiao Wan, didn't you say I'm your husband tonight and I'm here to set the rules? My rule is that you
stand next to Brother Wang and take off your clothes one by one for him. Brother Wang, everyone's been letting loose today, so don't mind. In a little while, you'll bring Xiao Wan, naked,
into my arms."

"You're so mean! You're so bad!" Xiao Wan had no choice but to get up with a blush on her face and walk to my side.

"Here you go." Xiao Wan said softly, lowering her head as she unbuttoned her coat and tossed the still-warm clothes to me, revealing her curvaceous and
beautiful body.

I stared in disbelief at Xiao Wan as she slowly unhooked her bra, completely exposing her upper body. Her red nipples, now erect
from , seemed to yearn for Huang Yang's caresses.

At this moment, Huang Yang jokingly said, "Xiao Wan, your little nipples are so beautiful!"

Xiao Wan glanced at him and said softly, "Now, it's all yours." Then she opened her arms, waiting for Huang Yang to hug her.

Unexpectedly, Huang Yang said, "I just laid down the rules: you have to take your clothes off completely."

Xiao Wan's cheeks flushed red: "Give my husband some face."

"Let's continue taking off our clothes!" I said in a rough voice.

"But you said it yourself. You'll regret it!" Xiao Wan challenged, unbuckling her belt. She usually liked wearing pants because her legs were long and
shapely , making her look slender.

When she pulled down her pants, revealing her long, beautiful legs, even Huang Yang's eyes widened in surprise.

"Come and take off my shoes and socks," she said, smiling at me.

This is going to kill me. Xiao Wan usually loves to wear black leather shoes and black socks. Her feet are very slender, and the black socks are hazy and
look extremely seductive. Xiao Wan knows that what I am most fascinated by is her feet. When I first got married, I swore that as long as I could have these feet all to myself, it would be as if I owned the whole world.

I knelt down and, while caressing her, removed her socks.

She looked down at me with a smile, and then pointed her chubby toes at me suggestively.

Finally, Xiao Wan looked at me defiantly, and slowly, very slowly, she took off her tiny panties. She held them in her hand, waved them at me, and then
suddenly covered my face with them. The smell was intoxicating!

"Give me to him. Beg him to possess me," Xiao Wan said to me in a trembling voice. I picked up Xiao Wan, who was as light as a feather. She wrapped her arms around my neck and
said to me, "Go to the outer room. The sounds will be more exciting. I swear to you." I nodded.

At this moment, Huang Yang quickly removed all his clothes and took Xiao Wan from him.

As the door behind me closed, I felt an indescribable pain and a complex feeling that was hard to put into words. The lingering
scent and warmth of Xiaowan's body on my hands felt like her last feelings for the world as she lay dying, so precious! I kissed my hands while tears streamed down my face, my lower body already
unbearably hard.

"Honey, Brother Huang started touching me. Hmm... That's so naughty, you can't do that, how could you touch me there?"

"What place is that?"

"You've made my little nipples so itchy and hard... Mmm, no, don't touch them while you're sucking them, I can't take it anymore."

"No, you can't touch there, that's off-limits! Ah, it feels so good! I'm coming! Honey, I'm coming!"

"No, don't touch my clitoris! My husband has never done this before, it feels so good! Hurry up, hurry up, I'm going to die!"

"She's inside, she's yours now! Your big cock, so hard, so thick, so hot!"

"It's so deep! Husband, dear brother, my little brother, I'm going to be stabbed to death by you!"

I listened while masturbating. In my hallucination, Xiao Wan's moans seemed to penetrate the layers of walls that blocked the way, echoing repeatedly in the sky above this city of desire,
fully expressing the sounds of female sexuality.

When she was about to lose control, she actually called out my name: "I'm about to give it to him, I'm his now! I'm going to give it to him, I'm going to die, deeper...!
You bastard, come in."

I pushed open the door and went in. Xiao Wan was lying on the headboard like a female dog, her hands gripping the back of the bed. Huang Yang was holding her waist, and their genitals were tightly
connected . Xiao Wan's cries had gradually weakened, and her head drooped limply. However, her round, fragrant buttocks were still making a dying struggle,
swaying involuntarily against Huang Yang's hips.

Only after Huang Yang thrust in forcefully a few more times did Xiao Wan cry out again, "I felt it, your... semen... all came inside,
spreading into my flower... oh... so good!"

Then she turned her head, her hair disheveled, her face flushed, and glistening with sweat, and looked at me, saying, "Honey, I look so beautiful."

Huang Yang slowly pulled out his dripping penis. In the dim light, several strands of clear vaginal fluid were still dangling from the head of his penis, connecting to Xiao Wan
's red vulva.

Xiao Wan rolled over, leaning wearily against Huang Yang's chest, letting him caress her tenderly. Her skin flushed crimson, and she moaned softly. Her full, proud body seemed unable to withstand the ravages of
lovemaking ; the afterglow of her climax lingered, and she still trembled slightly. Her recently swollen areolas were slowly fading, and her long, snow-white thighs were bent, one pressed against
the other. From the lush green pubic hair at the base of her thighs, spurts of white semen oozed from her swollen vulva, flowing down her thighs
onto the sheets. The room was filled with a faint, fishy, pungent smell.

Huang Yang looked at me and said, "Brother Wang, you come here."

I quickly took off my clothes and got into bed. Xiao Wan glanced at me with seductive eyes, covered her mouth and chuckled, "You don't mind, do you? The sheets are covered in
what he and I left behind, and there's still a lot here! Maybe I should go wash it off." She pointed to her slightly swollen vulva, which was still wet with her own juices.

"Xiao Huang, why don't you go back first? You're welcome to come again in the future." As soon as I finished speaking, I realized that I had made a mistake in my words, and Xiao Wan laughed so hard she was shaking.

"Go ahead, Brother Huang. You're welcome to come visit me again in the future." Xiao Wan waved to him.

After Huang Yang left, Xiao Wan threw herself into my arms again, looked up at me, and asked, "Husband, do you hate me?"

"I don't hate you. You said before that this has nothing to do with love." There was another sentence I didn't say: Xiao Wan, this has nothing to do with you personally either. In this
strange and frightening era, lust, money, ego, and indulgence shine brighter and brighter than ever. We've all participated in their worship, and this
isn't anyone's fault.

"Honey, I love you so much. I just had three orgasms, each one more intense than the last. Please don't hate me. Why can't a woman have
two ? My love for you hasn't diminished at all; in fact, it's increased tenfold."

I held Xiaowan tightly, my hand touching her wet, sticky buttocks. I raised my hand to smell her, and it smelled so pungent! I knew that these things were what made me
lose a pure and loving wife forever, but at the same time, I suddenly realized something: rather than accepting her emotional estrangement, I would rather accept her physical
impurity .

"It's not all gone yet?" I looked down at Xiaowan's vulva; there were still a few strands of white love fluid remaining on her labia minora. Xiaowan
was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear when she saw me looking so closely.

I straightened my hard penis and slowly inserted it.

Xiaolang's vagina was very hot, slippery and sticky. As I went deeper, Huang Yang and Xiao Wan's honey-like fluids flowed all over my penis. With
the help of this lubricant, I easily penetrated to Xiao Wan's deepest point.

Xiao Wan exclaimed, "Oh!"

Stimulated and enveloped by that heat, my penis felt incredibly comfortable and firm.

Xiao Wan winked and gave me a mischievous smile: "How was it? Pretty comfortable, right?"

I yelled and ejaculated in just two seconds.

Six months later, Huang Yang left the company, and Xiao Wan and I finally returned to our normal lives. Xiao Wan had sex with him no less than fifty times,
several times without a condom. Eventually, she became pregnant with his child. I really wanted to keep the baby, but Xiao Wan secretly had an abortion without my consent. Then she
started applying to go abroad, and at her insistence, I divorced her.

After I achieved some success in my career, I found a beautiful girl named Xiaoling. She was very lively, which perfectly complemented my introverted personality. Some
time , I got married again.

Hearing this, I became extremely excited and fucked her hard. Xiao Wan's vagina was also very tight, which made me feel very good.

As we were doing it, for some reason, her vagina began to contract slightly, and a raging fire ignited within me: "What's wrong with you here? It's tightening
, I've never felt this before," I asked her.

"Uh...uh...I've never...felt so good before..."

"Is it because...it's because you want to go out and fool around with other men?"

"Yes, yes, I... I was thinking... he was doing me! Don't talk, please! Move faster! I'm coming! Oh! Ah!!!"

"I'll fuck you to death, you slut!"

My eyes blazed with fury. Xiao Wan's first orgasm wasn't because of my performance, but rather from her sexual fantasies of having sex with another man. Jealousy, envy,
rage, overwhelming sorrow, and emptiness—my emotions surged through my mind several times in those few seconds.

"Do you want him to fuck me? His dick is huge. He'll definitely fuck me to death."

"You slut, if you want to find someone to fuck, go ahead. I don't believe he's more capable than me." Perhaps it was emptiness, perhaps it was expectation, perhaps it was a kind of self-destructive mentality,
but I made up my mind: if it's going to rain, it's going to rain; if a mother wants to remarry, so be it.

"Hmm, I want to try and see who can make me feel the most pleasure, okay, my dear husband!"

"Go away, I don't need a worn-out shoe like you."

"You agreed?" She excitedly lifted her upper body, hugged me tightly, and moaned even more wildly.

The next day, when I got up, I saw that she had already gotten up and prepared breakfast for me, and brought it to my bedside. This was quite unusual, as she never cooked or cooked,
and for so many years, I had been the one serving her.

"Thank you." I smiled and began to enjoy my meal.

"From now on, I will serve you like this every day."

"Why?"

"Because," she rolled her eyes at me, her face flushed, "you're definitely not happy that I cheated on you, so this is the only way I can make it up to you from now on."

Thinking back to last night, I felt a surge of emotion I'd never felt before. I looked at her and nodded silently.

Although we have reached an agreement, we still need to discuss in detail how to proceed.

She gave me a guarantee that this incident wouldn't affect our marital relationship. I tore it up. How could it not have an impact? If
people out, this guarantee will only make me lose face.

Two days later, after we finished, I asked her, "What kind of person is this colleague you mentioned? Why are you so infatuated with him?
What's the situation between you two now?"

She was a little shy, like a girl who had just fallen in love: "Actually, he's just an average person, except he looks a bit like my college friend and has a
sweet tongue. I do have a bit of a crush on him. You know, I like tall men, and he's taller than you. He's 1.8 meters." I became even more jealous, but
I tried hard not to show it.

"He used to work with me in general trade. Later, he did well and the manager promoted him to business specialist. A few days ago, to express his gratitude, he
treated me to dinner. After drinking some wine, he said he liked me very much. Although I firmly refused at the time, deep down, I quite liked it when a tall
and somewhat charming man like him expressed his love to me."

Then she paused, and asked me probingly, "Are you jealous?"

I sighed. "I don't get jealous for no reason. Since you're going to sleep with him sooner or later anyway, I'm asking you for one thing: just have sex with him in the next couple of days. Stop
teasing me. To be honest, I haven't been able to concentrate on work these past few days."

She threw herself into my arms: "I...I know I'll hurt you." Then she cried.

I patted her back, and she leaned close to my ear and said, "I want to do it with him tomorrow or the day after. Just thinking about his tall body pressing down on me makes me so
hungry!"

I pulled her close and tried to push her onto the bed again. She laughed and pushed me away: "Don't overdo it. I'm just trying to spice things up for you. Haven't you noticed?
Our relationship is still pretty good, and our sex life is even more passionate now. Don't deny it, men also enjoy this kind of excitement. They just haven't realized it yet."

I nodded. She continued, "Later, he started pursuing me. I've already told you about that day; he kissed me in the elevator, and I
really liked it. Then he asked me for more love, and I said I couldn't betray my husband. After I said that, he was very upset, but I was even more upset, and then I hugged him.
That's how our relationship went."

"So far, you haven't done anything to betray me? Really, that's all? Can you swear it? Watch out, Sadako from The Ring might come after you."

She was really scared of Sadako, so she lowered her head and stammered for a long time before finally saying, "I let him touch me."

"Upper body or lower body?" I asked, while my erection returned.

She smiled and reached out to touch him: "I knew men liked this kind of thing too. Don't ask where I touched you, we didn't sleep together anyway."

"You know, our city is very small, and I'm terrified that my friends will find out about this. It's so embarrassing."

"If we arrange things well, no one will know. He's a very cautious person. You
went on our company's spring outing last time, and he shook your hand. He also said that you're a good person, and he's really conflicted, not wanting to hurt you."

"Hmph, you don't want to hurt me? You've already touched me, and you still say that!" I finally remembered that young man. He was tall and handsome, like a movie star.
No wonder my wife liked him. If I had a daughter, I might even hope he would be my son-in-law.

Looking at her longing expression, I felt extremely sad. Seven years of ordinary marriage, eight years of loving affection, in this world of promiscuity and indulgence,
it was nothing special. Her husband, who was disabled and could barely support himself, was even more insignificant. This was too ordinary a story. Ordinary people like us
could only go with the flow.

She seemed to suddenly understand how I felt, cupped my face in her hands, and asked me, "Do you still love me?"

I pushed her hand away and shook my head.

"But I still love you, really, Wang Bing. I'm not a woman who lies. You know that." Her voice trembled slightly.

"I believe you. What I mean is, I don't know. Maybe love is just love, and it doesn't need any additional conditions?"

"What are the conditions?"

"For example... loyalty, chastity, and trustworthiness."

"This has nothing to do with love. Sex is just a physical need, at most related to feelings."

"Don't you think this is an excuse?" I was already somewhat forgiving her.

"I don't need to make excuses for anything I do, you know me. All I need is your understanding, forgiveness, and unchanging love."

I kissed her when she came into my arms.

"How would you like to arrange this?" I asked her.

"He doesn't have a place to stay either. He's still staying in a dormitory. This city is too small. If he goes to a hotel, people will find out sooner or later."

Hearing this, my senses, dulled by my injury, began to stir slightly, and I felt a mix of sadness and excitement. She, like a young girl in the throes of first love, no longer
paid attention to these details.

"Only when you come, come," she said, glancing at me furtively, "come to our house."

I said, "Our house isn't very soundproof either. If you make too much noise during sex, people will still know."

Hearing this, my wife became very excited and got into the mood. She threw herself into my arms and whispered sweetly, "Don't worry, we'll turn on the TV and turn the volume up to
the maximum."

"Don't you dare yell like that!"

"I...I don't know," she said, her eyes blurring as she took off her clothes, touching the two alluring, glistening breasts on her chest. "I'll try
my best to control myself. I'm just afraid I won't be able to."

"The best time is at night, when I'll sleep at the company and leave the place to you adulterers."

"Thank you."

"He can't play here." I touched her perky little nipples, feeling extremely jealous.

"How are we supposed to play then?!"

"Use a condom. Don't ejaculate inside."

"He's still a virgin, it's his first time, let him have his fun. Be generous, my dear husband!" She took off her underwear again and snuggled into my arms.

"Also, when you're moaning in bed, you can't call me 'dear husband' or 'dear brother.' You can only call me that."

"Yeah, I'm going to scream. He'll ravish my body anyway, so screaming a couple of times won't hurt." Then, she thought for a moment, raised her face seriously,
looked at me, and reminded me, "I'm serious, this isn't some made-up story from those porn forums, it's something real that's about to happen, you know that
?!"

"I know. It's just that I feel really awkward. I wonder what it would be like if you were in someone else's arms?"

"More wanton, more seductive." She parted her two slender, jade-like legs to welcome me.

"You two adulterers are having so much fun together, while your husband has to sleep at the company? How can you be so heartless!" I started thrusting in hard. Thinking about this wonderful
place, about to be inside another penis, I felt no sadness, only boundless desire. Perhaps she was right; this had nothing to do with love.

"Don't worry, I'll call your name when I'm about to get lost."

"real?"

"I'll yell, 'My dear bastard husband, your wife is about to be played with and lost, played to death. Are you happy?'"

"Yes, I feel good. But you have to tell me how many times he's made you lose your virginity!" I thrust hard into her deepest part.

"Ah, that feels so good!! I will, I'll tell you."

The next evening, Xiaowan told me that she wanted to do "that" with him the next night and said she wanted to ask the young man to meet me that afternoon.

"What did you say his name was?"

She rolled her eyes at me: "Your wife is about to be played by him, and you can't even remember his name. Didn't I tell you? His name is Huang Yang."

"I disliked him from the first time I met him. I always felt that he was unreliable and like a gigolo." No one
can .

"This pretty boy is going to take advantage of your wife without any restraint. And, it's your wife who's letting him have his way with her," she said to me with a smile.

"I disagree."

"Don't worry, honey, I just want to try something new, and I promise you'll have an unexpected and exciting experience!"

"You need to change the sheets after you're done!" I really care about this. Just imagine, my wife and that guy's wetness, and I have to be
in close contact with it—how disgusting!

"Don't worry, after I've played with him, I'll thoroughly clean myself before welcoming you in!"

Having finally explained everything, I could finally go to sleep with peace of mind.

The next afternoon, I was very busy at work when Xiaowan called from home and said, "Huang Yang is here. Why don't you come back?"

I wondered if we really needed to meet in person for this. I hesitated for a moment on the phone. Just then, a pleasant male voice came through the receiver: "Brother Wang,
hello, this is Xiao Huang. Do you have time now? I think this matter is quite sensitive, so could we meet up first?"

I wasn't happy when I heard that. Of course you know the weight of this matter, yet you still say it's sensitive. "No, no, if you want to do it, then do it. It's
foolish not to take advantage of a good deal. If you don't want to do it, then forget it." There was silence on the other end of the line. After a while, he seemed to sigh.

I hung up.

Around 7 p.m., Xiao Wan called from home, her voice cold: "Come back and sleep." Then she hung up.

When I got home, I found only Xiaowan there; that guy had already left. Xiaowan's face was ashen, and she gave me a cold glare. "Come back
and sleep . I'm going back to my parents' house."

"What's wrong?"

"Still asking? With your attitude, who would dare to do that! He apologized repeatedly, did nothing, and left. Now you're satisfied, aren't you?"

"What am I supposed to say to him when we meet? 'Please, take my wife's body, thank you for playing with her flesh, you've worked so hard!'"

"Because with marriage, you can indeed possess me at any time, but you need to understand one thing: I am not your private property. In this
world , only I have complete control over my own body. Besides you, I can choose others to possess me. My soul is free.
Wang Bing, you are a very rigid person. Living with you has made my heart almost numb. I can't continue with you. If we continue, my
love for you will completely disappear, and my hatred for you will grow stronger every day."

After saying that, Xiao Wan picked up her bag and left, and there was nothing I could do to stop her. For some reason, while I felt relieved, I also felt an inexplicable
sense of loneliness and desolation.

As I lay in bed, a strange thought popped into my head: if I had come back and met him this afternoon, what would the scene be like on this bed right now?
Xiao Wan would definitely be naked, being pressed down on by him, or held in his arms, her delicate body trembling and her legs outstretched, the two of them passionately making love, white foam rising from the water, and perhaps
he had already ejaculated several times, shooting deep into my wife's vagina.

As I was thinking, I masturbated while calling Xiaowan. After the phone rang several times, Xiaowan answered: "What else do you want to say? I'm going to sleep."

"Xiao Wan, it was my fault. I was wrong. Please come back."

"No, I'm fed up with this kind of life."

"Could you give me Huang Yang's phone number? I want to contact him. Please come back now."

There was a moment of silence on the phone. "I'm afraid of you, afraid you can't handle it. Really, don't force yourself."

"Listen, I want you to do it in front of me, and I will accept it."

"real?"

"This is my first time with him, I won't use a condom." Her voice was soft and low, as if she were testing my limits.

"You have to make him ejaculate inside, and also, don't let his fluids spill out." I was about to ejaculate, and my breathing was becoming increasingly uneven.

"Are you masturbating? Don't ejaculate yet. Wait until we're doing it in front of you, okay? I'll tell him to go back right now."

"I'll call him."

"You're so shameless! Now you're asking others to sleep with your wife. A man's upper and lower halves are sometimes quite contradictory!"

She gave me her phone number.

Without further hesitation, I dialed the number and Huang Yang's voice rang out.

At this point, I calmed down a bit.

"I'm Brother Wang, Xiao Huang, come to my house!"

"Brother Wang, I understand."

When Xiao Wan returned, Huang Yang and I had already been chatting for a while.

"Please wait in the inner room for a moment. Don't rush!"

Xiao Wan stamped her foot, her face slightly flushed, and gave Huang Yang a charming look. She hopped around and pouted at me
, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about! Who's in a hurry? Who's in a hurry? Who's calling people so late at night to invite them to play with your wife..." But she was still a woman after all, and she was too embarrassed to continue. She covered her face and ran into the inner room.

"Brother Wang, don't worry, Xiao Wan and I, now and in the future, only have desire, not love. I swear to you, I will never break you two up...
" He even wants a future? This guy is greedy! I felt a little angry. I don't know why, we were talking so well just now, but as soon as Xiao Wan came back, I felt a little
sad again. I remained silent for a while.

Seeing my expression, Huang Yang didn't say anything, but offered me a cigarette and lit one for himself as well.

A few minutes later, Xiao Wan came out, looked at us, and walked to my side: "Honey, I'm sorry. You... really want to stay?"

I nodded: "Xiao Huang, you can go in now."

Xiao Wan pulled Huang Yang into the house. At the doorway, she turned back and glanced at me again: "Honey, come in."

I couldn't resist Xiao Wan's charm, so I followed her into the house.

Our bedroom was really small, and it was a bit awkward for all three of us to stand by the bed.

Xiao Wan suddenly laughed: "What's going on? Everyone looks so serious, like they're having a farewell ceremony for a dead person in bed."

Huang Yang laughed too: "Brother Wang, I'm sorry, I have to take what you love. Are there any rules today?"

Xiao Wan playfully punched him: "What rules? We're husband and wife today. You set the rules." Then she giggled and pounced on the bed.

"Brother Wang, do you have any condoms?"

"No." I said as I walked to the foot of the bed, watching Xiao Wan spread her arms and legs with a charming air, and I began to feel aroused.

"Oh, well... don't worry, I won't ejaculate inside Xiaowan."

I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders.

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