A Record of Successful Friendships with Happy Couples (1)

First of all, I want to thank Paradise for providing the service, which allowed me and my brother and his wife to meet and connect. I also want to thank them for the opportunity they gave me to experience the joy of making friends again.
My brother and his wife are from a neighboring province. I met them this March after praising a photo in their album of my brother and sister-in-law holding their ID photo. In the photo, a fair-skinned, petite woman is lying on a large bed, holding an ID photo with her member's name written on it. The five Chinese characters are written elegantly and neatly, and the eight Arabic numerals look as if they were printed.
Initially, I thought they were too far away, so I simply praised the authenticity of the photo and the beauty of the person in it, and politely left a message hoping they would have the opportunity to travel to Dalian. Looking at the photos again, I noticed that the backgrounds of several photos were of familiar Dalian landmarks. Judging from the clothes worn in the photos, they were taken in different seasons. Out of curiosity, I added them as friends. It took about a week for my request to be accepted.
The couple, both born in the 1980s, the brother works in the education and training industry. He's very talkative, and during our conversation, I found him to be humorous and witty, using only mild language. He described his wife as gentle, dignified, and virtuous, and said she had never been with another man besides him. Beneath her dignified exterior, however, she was quite uninhibited in bed. Therefore, the brother was very curious to see if his wife was equally uninhibited with other men. They often watched Japanese adult films to enhance their marital life. The brother confessed that he had dated countless women; during his freshman year of university, he dated a senior, and during his four years of university, he had a girlfriend who was like half a deck of cards, and even had a relationship with his counselor…
For privacy and safety, they listed their hometown city on their website. In reality, the brother had come to Dalian in 2002, bought a house there, and got married.
After adding each other as friends and chatting for three months, they both felt the time was right, and with the pandemic no longer a major concern, they planned to meet. If they were both satisfied, they would get together. The meeting place: their home. The order of activities: drinking, eating watermelon, chatting, and playing games.
On the morning of the 15th, following the location sent by my brother, I drove for about an hour and a half to the location. I checked the time; it was 9:45 AM. I bought two cases of small golden bottle succulents and some fruits and vegetables at the supermarket downstairs. I went straight upstairs, rang the doorbell, and only my brother greeted me; I didn't see my wife…
Entering the house, I found the living room spacious and bright. To the left, the large balcony had floor-to-ceiling windows, providing excellent natural light. Several potted succulents of various colors were placed on the balcony floor. On the large coffee table was a set of transparent glass teaware, and behind it was a brown European-style sofa. To the right, the dining table was already set with plates and bowls. Three stemmed wine glasses were placed on either side of the table, and a decanter held amber-colored wine.
Being from Northeast China, we had a lot in common. From rural anecdotes to local customs, from urban struggles to the COVID-19 pandemic, we chatted happily. After a couple of drinks, it felt like a reunion of longtime friends. My brother and sister-in-law, after drinking, had rosy cheeks and looked charmingly shy. After three months, today I finally got to admire my sister-in-law up close: she was petite, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and wore no makeup, her face bare. She had short, chestnut-colored hair, a long, fair neck, and while not voluptuous, her bust was full and rounded. Seeing me staring at her, she smiled and raised her glass, saying, "Welcome to our home, we'd like to toast you." My brother echoed, "Yes, welcome." At this point, my sister-in-law had gradually lost her initial shyness and became more talkative than when we first started drinking.
After finishing the red wine, we started drinking beer. The weather was almost the hottest part of summer, and it felt sweltering without a breath of wind. My brother, enjoying his drink, took off his shirt, revealing his bare chest. By then, I was already drenched in sweat. My brother said, "Dude, take your shirt off. We're at home, there's nothing indecent about it. Otherwise, we'll all be naked soon." Before I could reply, my sister-in-law laughed and retorted, "You think everyone's as rude as you?" I laughed and said, "So, should I take it off or not?" My brother said, "Don't listen to her. Take it off if you get hot. Don't listen to women. If a woman is in charge, the house will collapse. If she doesn't take it off, you'll have to take it off for her
later, haha." My sister-in-law laughed and said, "Get lost!" My alcohol tolerance is limited, and my brother's isn't much better. Since we all had our own things on our minds, we couldn't drink too much, lest it affect what we were about to do. My brother said, "Brother, let's just drink this much. We haven't gotten to the important stuff yet. If we haven't had enough to drink, we can drink more after we've finished." At this point, my sister-in-law, probably because she was hot, had already gone back to the bedroom to change and take a shower.
My brother, holding his glass, said seriously, "Buddy, this is the first time my wife and I have played this game. You have experience, so it's up to you now. I've been working on this for over two years, and it's always been a back-and-forth process. Even though you've come to our house today, I can't guarantee that my wife will accept it right away. If we can't proceed, please understand." Because we've been married for eighteen years, I can't force her to accept it. If we can continue, I hope we can both be happy and have a good time, and I especially hope to leave my wife with a beautiful memory. I feel my wife is quite satisfied with you, otherwise, given her temper, she wouldn't have toasted you.
I said, "Okay, brother, no problem." "Brother, please rest assured, regardless of whether we can continue, we're already good friends. I sincerely thank you for your trust in giving me the opportunity to visit your home, and I'm also very grateful for your hospitality today." The brother said, "Thank you for your understanding, buddy. We've had a drink. I'll go check on things. You can have some fruit first, I'll be right back."
After the brother went into the bedroom, due to the effects of the alcohol, the sweltering heat, and my excited mood, I was drenched in sweat. I felt sticky and uncomfortable all over. At that moment, I really didn't care about manners or propriety, and I took off my t-shirt.
At this time, besides the chirping of cicadas outside, I could faintly hear the sound of running water and laughter coming from the bathroom. To avoid the allure of noise and the suspicion of eavesdropping, I went to the front balcony. It was a multi-story building, and my brother's family lived on the fifth floor. In front of the building was a square where some people were queuing for nucleic acid tests. Next to the square was a kindergarten, and I could clearly see children playing games through the windows.
About twenty minutes passed, and my brother still hadn't come out. I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, vaguely sensing that I might have to leave empty-handed. I picked up my phone to look for nearby hotels, so that I could rest there if my sister-in-law didn't agree. I checked the time; it was only 3:10 PM. I could take a nap at the hotel to sober up, eat something for dinner, and avoid the evening rush hour. If I wanted to be absolutely safe, I could hire a driver.
While I was looking at my phone, I heard the bedroom door open. It was my brother; he had changed out of his pajamas. "Brother, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Seeing that I was also shirtless, he laughed and said, "Brother, were you in a hurry?" I said, "No, no, it's just too hot." Just then, my brother gave me an OK sign and said, "Hey bro, go take a shower, look at you all sweaty." I said, "Is it convenient? Doesn't your wife mind?" My brother said, "No way, she'll be yours soon, why would she mind? Bro, go take a shower, she's prepared a towel, toothbrush, and slippers for you. I'm going to the kitchen for a smoke. After you're done, go to the bedroom and start... but be careful not to be too rough! After you're done, I'll take a shower."
I gave him an OK sign and said, "Thanks, bro! Don't worry, when you hear some happy sounds, come into the room, I won't be polite, haha..."
My brother cupped his hands in a gesture of respect and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, your wife is waiting for you."
I entered the bathroom, and a fragrant aroma filled my nostrils. On the sink was a towel, with soap and a toothbrush on it, and a pair of gray slippers on the floor. Hanging on the towel rack wasn't a towel, but a red bra... Had the lady of the house carelessly forgotten to put it away? Or was it deliberate seduction?
I told myself not to overthink it. Stimulated by the sight, my lower body was already feeling a swelling sensation… It was so hot, so I cooled down with cold water first, then started washing from the top, finally washing the genitals, then brushed my teeth and rinsed my mouth. I was clean in less than ten minutes. I dried myself off and put on my underwear.
I came out of the bathroom and went to the bedroom door. The door was ajar, and I could see inside through the crack. The windows were closed, and instead of thick curtains, only a sheer curtain was drawn, making the light in the bedroom very soft. My sister-in-law was lying face down on the large bed, her face facing the window.
I gently knocked on the door and said, "Beautiful lady, may I come in?" Hearing the knock, my sister-in-law immediately grabbed a pillow and covered her head. She said something that even she probably couldn't hear clearly: "Come in." "
Okay!" I said as I entered the bedroom.

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