A record of a couple 3

When she came in, she stood there awkwardly, speechless for about ten seconds. I mustered my courage and pulled her over to sit on the edge of the bed. We could probably feel each other's breath and heartbeats. We aimlessly flipped through the remote, watching TV. I tentatively pulled her into my arms, and she didn't refuse. We were very close. I said, "Let's take a shower, look at us, we smell like hot pot." She said she was too nervous and needed to calm down, so I went first. I didn't refuse and went to the bathroom to take off my clothes and shower first. I told Xiao Zhang about this scene many times afterward, and every time, Xiao Zhang listened with great interest. She kept asking me about the details. Xiao Zhang later asked me why we didn't undress together in front of each other to shower. I felt that undressing so suddenly the first time felt a bit too intimate, not good. Later, I took off my clothes in the bathroom myself. Xiao Zhang's wife did the same; she didn't undress in front of me but took off her clothes in the bathroom herself. Later, when we met up again, it wasn't like that. She would just undress herself, shower, wait in bed, and then we would start. The first time, we were both tentative, wanting to take it further but afraid of offending each other. Unsure of each other's feelings, and shy at the same time, looking back, it felt quite beautiful; love is most beautiful before ambiguity. While I was showering, I was already hard, and finally, wrapped in a towel, I came, feeling embarrassed, and quickly ran to bed. While his wife started showering, I specifically texted Xiao Zhang to tell him that his wife was taking a shower. He replied with one word: "Oh." At that moment, Xiao Zhang's heart must have been in his throat, and I suddenly remembered myself then. Later, until it was all over, I didn't text Xiao Zhang at all. The next day, Xiao Zhang teased me, saying I was so anxious because I hadn't been in touch. I told him that this was the most exciting, the most painful, and the most heartbreaking moment. I knew my wife was about to start, and in a few minutes, it wouldn't be mine anymore. But then, there was no more news from her, and I didn't know how far things had progressed. I was worried about my wife, wanting to ask but afraid of disturbing them, and if I didn't ask, my heart would be filled with anxiety. That anxious, tense, exciting, and humiliating wait was the most unforgettable. So, I deliberately kept him in suspense, not giving Xiao Zhang any further updates. Let him indulge in his own fantasies and self-gratification.
After a while, she came out of the shower, holding a bra and panties, wearing a dress over them. She wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples were faintly visible. Her hair was wet, her chest heaving rapidly with her breathing, looking incredibly sexy. So beautiful. I came up behind her, turned off the TV and the lights. I hugged her from behind, and with a sudden shudder from her body, I had already taken off her only garment, the dress... The rest, needless to say, you guys know what I mean.
It was our first time meeting someone new for both of us. At first, I felt a little awkward. After being with my wife for over ten years, suddenly switching to someone new felt so strange, exciting, and novel—I don't know how to describe it. The first time, we were both very conservative, like two martial arts masters testing each other, searching for common ground, getting to know each other, and trying to please each other. She was very wet down there, and her breasts felt amazing—firm and comfortable to touch. Perhaps after being with your partner for so long, your definition of the opposite sex tends to resemble your partner. But that night, it shattered my perception. Perhaps that's the greatest fun of this kind of game.
After the first round, I asked her to reply to her husband's message. She didn't know what to say. I said, "Just send a smiley face. Your husband is probably feeling restless right now. Sending a smiley face will let him know it's over and put his mind at ease." Later, she chatted with Xiao Zhang in my arms for a while. I never asked what they talked about. I guess it was just something like asking how her wife felt. I asked her if she was going home tonight, and she shook her head. Later, we hugged and talked for a while. She still didn't understand why her husband was acting this way. At first, she thought he was sick, but after hearing it so much, she became numb to it. Then, after being constantly bombarded with this idea, she wanted to try it out, partly out of a desire to get revenge. She thought, "Am I just a toy? My husband is letting another man have sex with him!" So, she said that although she was very nervous and scared, she didn't hesitate and just went for it. And it felt pretty good.
Slowly, we started kissing, but we didn't kiss the first time. Then we started our second round. The second time, I could clearly feel that she was much more relaxed. Sometimes, I feel that now that I'm in my thirties, I'm not very interested in young beauties anymore, but I'm particularly fascinated by married women, especially the kind who are seen as virtuous wives and mothers in public. They feel very real; they also have a seductive and wanton side. These married women aren't necessarily beautiful, but they have a charm and allure that comes with age and experience. Especially when she sheds her shy exterior and reveals her passionate and wanton side, it overturns your perception of her, giving you a sense of happiness and accomplishment. At that moment, you feel incredibly happy. Back then, when I reported to Xiao Zhang about how I was doing it with his wife, she seemed very open. I didn't dare tell him too much, afraid he wouldn't accept it and it would cause another argument. Sometimes, when I see Xiao Zhang's wife moaning loudly as I fuck her, constantly crying out "Husband, fuck me to death, fuck me to death..." her hands frantically grabbing the sheets, I suddenly wonder if my own wife is like that under someone else. It feels like a distant memory, and a strange sadness washes over me. I don't know what I'm trying to achieve by leading my wife down this path. I also wonder what the man on top of my wife thinks of me. After all, he doesn't know I know about their affair. Whenever this happens, I put in extraordinary effort, experiencing both the sense of conquest from Xiao Zhang's wife and the humiliation of imagining my own wife under someone else. I used to think my wife was more enthusiastic towards her lover than towards me, but later I realized I couldn't blame her. After all, that feeling, that thrill, is something a couple of years of marriage can't provide. But experiencing it really does strengthen the bond between husband and wife. Perhaps that's the allure of this game.
Later, we did it again while showering in the morning. I couldn't believe it—three times in one night. In the morning, I asked Xiao Zhang where to take my wife. He said no. He said he'd come to pick her up from the hotel after I left. He still felt he couldn't face me, and I didn't insist. I told him in advance and left early. Later, unexpectedly, this became our habit. I'd book a room first, he'd bring her over, and then quietly leave. After we were done, he'd come back to find my wife, witnessing the room after our storm, the used condoms and toilet paper, which I'd casually toss in a conspicuous spot. Then I'd have sex with my wife, whom I'd just finished with. He seemed to enjoy it. Once, right after his wife's period ended, I was even allowed to have sex with her again. At the time, his wife wanted to shower, but I firmly refused, telling her to leave and wait for her husband to finish her off. Later, Xiao Zhang told me that it was the first time he had ever seen another man's semen in real life, never expecting it to be inside his own wife's vagina. After that, we went to movies, had meals, and stayed in hotels together. She seemed to enjoy being pampered and taken advantage of by two men. However, Xiao Zhang and I have never met.
Later, due to the pandemic, we gradually lost the opportunity to meet. The matter faded away. Actually, my wife and her lover had already separated. Now, my wife and I, including Xiao Zhang and his wife, don't have any particularly strong feelings about it anymore. Perhaps, without experiencing it, there's no particular anticipation; after experiencing it, the madness fades, and things eventually return to normal.
This is probably a happy ending. Now, I chat with Xiao Zhang and his wife occasionally, but we haven't met in person.

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