The Change of the Cold and Beautiful Wife - Farewell to Little Pig

All the way home, my wife let me hold her hand, and out of the corner of my eye, I could see the tenderness in her eyes as she looked at me. However, whenever I subtly inquired about her and C's situation over the past two days, she would shyly change the subject.
Back home, I diligently knelt down to help her change into slippers, then pulled her to lie down on the sofa. I then ran to the kitchen to make her a cup of brown sugar water. She took the cup, took a sip, and looked around the house.
I must say, she is indeed a thoughtful woman. Before leaving, she had not only changed all the sheets, blankets, and pillowcases, but also taken the tissues and trash out of the bin. At that moment, the house was almost exactly as it had been when she left, as if I had never been there.
"Honey, I want to lie on your lap!" After looking around, my wife put down the cup and said sweetly, "Come here and rub my tummy!" I
gently lifted her head so she could lie comfortably on my lap, and with one hand, I unzipped her pants and gently massaged her smooth, flat stomach. My wife looked up at me and said, "Only in your arms do I feel like you're mine!"
Looking into her clear eyes, I lowered my head and kissed her lips. "I'll always be yours in this life, don't worry..." Before I could finish, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply in return, our lips and tongues lingering.
After the kiss, she licked her lips playfully, saying, "The familiar recipe, the familiar taste." Then she looked pitiful and said, "Honey, my tummy hurt yesterday, and I didn't eat much. Can you steam an egg for me?"
Hearing her request, I rushed to the kitchen to prepare it for her and fed her spoonful by spoonful. Throughout the process, she looked at me tenderly, her face full of enjoyment.
Human curiosity is endless. After helping her change into her pajamas, I couldn't resist subtly probing into her experiences over the past two days.
"Do you know why I didn't ask you and Sister Zhu what happened?" My wife propped her head up with one hand and stared at me intently. "Because I love you, and I was afraid that hearing it would make me uncomfortable! I admit that I've had different experiences these past two days and have also experienced physical pleasure, but I can say for sure that it was just pure physical pleasure... If you loved me as much as I love you, wouldn't you feel bad after hearing this?"
"My love for you will only be more, not less!" I picked up a cigarette from the coffee table and lit one. "The first time I saw you and A, I had mixed feelings. I even impulsively wanted to beat him up and drag you away. But seeing how comfortable you looked after your orgasm, I knew he brought you a different feeling; at least your body was happy..."
I took a drag of my cigarette and continued, "My initial intention was to let you experience a passion that we never had as a couple, to add spice to our relationship. Even though I was very unhappy when I saw you enjoying yourself, I held back because I love you..." I gently stroked my wife's soft hair. "Haven't you noticed that we haven't argued or quarreled for almost two years? Haven't you noticed that I've become more and more concerned about you these past two years? Because I'm afraid that if you come into contact with other men, you'll have feelings for them..."
"Silly!" My wife interrupted me, her hands once again around my neck. "You're the only one in my heart! Trust me, husband, I can distinguish between games and reality. Even if it brings me more excitement and pleasure, I can end this game anytime. I didn't want to tell you it's just... just..." My wife hesitated, perhaps unable to find the right words.
"Just didn't want me to know how promiscuous you are in front of C?" I picked up on her words and joked with her. "Afraid I'd be angry?"
"Annoying!" My wife pinched my waist hard, her face flushed.
“Remember what I told you? Since you’ve tried it, I hope you’re fully committed and don’t have any reservations! The more unrestrained you are, the happier you are. Ask yourself, if a man can’t please you, would you be like that?” I looked at my wife seriously. “I wanted you to talk about your experiences with him, just to share your joy. Maybe we can borrow some of the content to add some spice. Didn’t you see that Little Pig not only shared, but also recorded it on video?”
“What video?” My wife suddenly became interested. “Sister Zhu and the others have videos? What are they filming?”
“Didn’t C tell you?” I was a little surprised. “Videos of them operating in that circle. The videos are very professionally filmed…” I described the two clips I saw and Little Pig’s feelings to my wife.
“So many people? They’re crazy!” My wife patted her chest, her expression strange, I couldn’t tell if it was surprise or longing.
“Could you handle it?” I asked my wife tentatively.
"I'm afraid that won't work!" My wife thought seriously for a moment. "So many people would drive me crazy! You and C alone have already exhausted me, let alone so many others! Besides, Sister Zhu said they don't use condoms. What if it's not safe?"
"You're worrying unnecessarily! Little Pig said they have thorough checkups every month, so there won't be any safety issues!" I coaxed my wife. "Seriously, do you like the feeling of being with C and me?"
"Mmm!" My wife's voice was almost inaudible. "That feeling is different from being with just the two of us. It's both new and exciting! When the climax comes one after another, I feel like I'm not myself anymore!"
"So how do you feel about C? Can you tell me about your experiences with him these past two days? I'll write it down, and when I'm old, I can look back on these memories."
"No!" My wife refused without hesitation. "Honey, I don't want to hide anything from you, but it's really hard for me to say!" She snuggled closer to me. "If you really want to know, I'll write a diary entry for you to read sometime."
I didn't press her further. After chatting for a few more minutes, I don't know if she was tired from the past two days or just feeling unwell from her period, but she gradually closed her eyes in my arms. Unable
to contain my curiosity, I carried my wife to bed and sent a message to C, subtly inquiring about what had happened the past two days. After a long while, C sent a two-second video: C, wearing pajamas, was sitting at his computer desk typing away, while his penis was kneeling on the carpet, moving up and down between his legs.
A text message followed: "Your wife has potential; you can continue to develop her. Cherish her!"
Looking at the nonsensical text and recalling the video C sent, I instantly wondered if my wife had also done this to him. But when I pressed for details, C only told me it would be best for my wife to tell me, as it was part of the development process.
Xiao Zhu's flight was early on the thirteenth day of the first lunar month. After discussing it with my wife, we went to the market on the afternoon of the twelfth to buy braised beef, cured beef, and some Shaanxi specialties to treat them to a farewell meal. When we called C, we were surprised to find that C had also wanted to invite us to their home for a meal, as a way of saying goodbye to Xiao Zhu.
When we arrived at C's house, the table was already full of dishes and red wine. We were all very familiar with each other, and the couple didn't hold back at all, showing us to the table in their pajamas. After a few rounds of drinks, the four of us gradually got into the swing of things, and our conversation became more unrestrained. C, emboldened by alcohol, looked at his wife and said, "My little pig hasn't eaten enough these past few days. I'll borrow your husband again later, so he won't sneak away when he gets back."
The little pig glared at C, "I'll sneak away even when I'm full." He then blatantly touched C's genitals, "What's wrong? Need help?"
"Hey! You've drained me dry!" C looked innocently at his wife, "Want to borrow him?"
His wife, who wasn't a big drinker, was already flushed after two glasses of red wine. She unabashedly pushed me towards the little pig, "Sister Zhu and I are like family, use me as you please!"
The atmosphere grew increasingly intimate. C and I switched seats, and the little pig next to me had already unbuckled my belt and was rubbing my penis. C went even further, not only reaching inside his wife's clothes to rub her breasts, but also pulling her onto the sofa and brazenly French kissing her.
Seeing C's actions, Little Pig, as if in retaliation, pulled down my pants and squatted down, taking my already hard penis into her mouth. The sudden envelopment made me suck in pleasure. This time, Little Pig didn't take it slow; she immediately used a strong suction, shaking her head up and down, as if trying to devour me instantly.
Seeing this, C ripped off his pajama pants, stood up, and put his penis to his wife's mouth. His wife glanced back at me, turned around, and took it in.
While Little Pig was sucking and spitting, she used both hands to roughly pull off my pants, then impatiently took off her own pajama pants, sat on my penis with her back to me, and began to shake it violently, while letting out loud moans and turning back to ask me for a kiss.
The pleasure from my lower body made me impatiently remove the last restraints on my body, responding with Little Pig's tongue in my mouth, while my hands went around to her chest and vigorously kneaded her breasts. The commotion instantly disturbed C and his wife. Knowing she was still menstruating, C carried her to the sofa, his erect penis still throbbing, and patted Little Pig. Little Pig pulled away from my passionate kiss, turned, and took C's penis into her mouth, moving it around.
Amidst the passion, I was afraid of neglecting my wife, so I kept glancing at her. Whenever our eyes met, she smiled, gesturing for me to continue, but I could clearly see longing and a dazed look in her eyes.
From the dining table to the sofa and bedroom, it was always C and I carrying Little Pig as we moved, her genitals never leaving our penises. Perhaps the sensory stimulation was too intense, because after we moved to the bedroom, my wife didn't come in. Finally, C lay on the bed, Little Pig on top of him, and I entered her vagina from behind simultaneously with C. Amidst Little Pig's heart-wrenching moans and the friction of our penises, we ejaculated almost simultaneously.
Little Pig, panting heavily, smoothed her sweat-dampened bangs and kissed each of us on the cheek. After calming down for a moment, she refused my and C's help, and unsteadily got out of bed and headed for the bathroom.
When she came back in, Little Pig was holding my wife's hand: "I'm going to the airport at five o'clock, the three of you come and see me off, don't leave today."
Looking at the clock, it was already past midnight. No one objected to Little Pig's suggestion. That night, the four of us chatted about everything under the sun in one bed. Everyone considered my wife's feelings, and the conversation almost never touched on sex.
At the airport, Little Pig hugged each of us goodbye. Watching Little Pig walk through security, a strange sadness and reluctance welled up in my heart again.

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