Training my wife 40

The opportunity finally arrived. The heating pressure had been unstable these past few days, causing a slight drop in temperature. I wasn't home during the day, and my wife called. I told her to call the heating company. She hesitated, saying that the person who handled our area last time was the same one, and he'd definitely be coming again this time. I said, "Isn't this perfect? Didn't you say during sex, 'I like older men fucking you? Older men are good?'" "How could you say that? It wasn't real," my wife said, a little embarrassed and angry. "Older men like you so much, why don't you just sleep with him? He's so strong, he'll definitely make you cum!" "Get lost, all you think about is that! I'm ignoring you!" My wife hung up and calmed down for a while before finally picking up the phone and calling the heating company. Thinking about what she'd said during sex, she felt a burning sensation in her genitals, and something seemed to be coming out. The heating company said they'd send someone over soon to air it out. My wife made a point of dressing up, wearing a pink onesie. About half an hour later, someone knocked on the door. When she opened it, it was the same middle-aged man from last time—a strong, unshaven guy. He nodded briefly and came in without saying much. My wife seemed a little shy this time, perhaps thinking about the fantasies we had during sex and the embarrassing words we'd uttered. The man went to the small basket in the bathroom to air it out, his eyes glancing around, seemingly disappointed. Maybe it was because my wife's underwear wasn't there this time, so he couldn't get a good look. My wife stood at the bathroom door, looking at him, still shy and embarrassed. The man's eyes darted around, stealing glances at my wife's shapely figure. After letting it sit for a while, the man said he would let it sit for a bit longer, repeating the cycle, and then got up to leave the bathroom. His wife, who was standing at the door, seemed to be lost in thought and ended up squeezing next to him. Her large, soft breasts made the man feel very comfortable. His wife let out an "Ah!" and blushed, quickly leaving the bathroom. After leaving, the man sat on the sofa and took out his phone to watch videos, occasionally stealing glances at them. His wife sat at the dining table, also looking at her phone half-heartedly, creating a somewhat awkward atmosphere. After a while, the man said he'd go back in and let it run again. His wife was still standing at the bathroom door. The man turned the valve a few times, and suddenly it broke. Hot water gushed out instantly, everywhere. He tried to plug it tightly, but it didn't work; the water sprayed even more. His wife was soaked, and the man's clothes were almost completely wet. "The valve's broken. I'll go out and turn off the main valve to stop the water," he said, and ran out. A moment later, the water stopped. The man came running back in, panting. "I'll go down to the car and get a spare part," he said, and turned to leave. His wife was suddenly touched; her clothes were soaked in the cold weather. While the man was gone, she quickly wiped the water off her face and hair, but she didn't change her clothes. Her pink onesie, soaked and with her wet hair, looked particularly sexy. After a while, the older man came in, quickly replaced the spare part, and then opened the main valve outside to test it. Everything was normal. He said, "It's fine now, it won't leak anymore. The old one was so old and worn out, it broke when I twisted it." The wife was a little touched and quickly gave him a towel to wipe himself. "Uncle, why don't you change your clothes? It's so cold outside, don't catch a cold. Here, take one of my boyfriend's clothes to wear for now." "No need, it's okay." "You should still change, don't get cold, I feel really embarrassed." The older man looked up and suddenly saw his wife's pajamas, which were soaked and barely visible, and paused for a moment. "Ah... okay then." The older man started to take off his coat, and in a few quick movements, he revealed a dark, muscular body. The wife was stunned for a moment, then blushed instantly and quickly turned away. The older man chuckled twice, and suddenly a pair of strong arms pulled the wife into his arms from behind. The older man lowered his head and kissed his wife's ears and neck passionately. "Ah... no..." "What are you doing?" "Let...let me go...ah!" "If you do that again, I'll call for help!" The uncle suddenly stopped, startled, and knelt on the ground, hugging my wife's legs. "I'm sorry, sister, I couldn't help myself just now. You're so beautiful, I'm really sorry," he said, slapping himself. "I'm so ashamed to face anyone, doing something like this at my age," he said, tears welling up in his eyes. "I was holding it in, I've been working away from home all year, I can't find a way to relieve myself, please don't tell my workplace." My wife, who had been a little panicked and angry, softened a bit after he did this. "Get up quickly," she said, reaching out to pull him up. Because the ground was wet, she suddenly slipped and fell on top of the uncle. My wife reacted quickly, spreading her arms to catch the uncle's head. The two fell to the floor, their chests pressed against the uncle's face. The atmosphere instantly changed. My wife froze for a moment, then quickly used her arms to prop herself up. Their eyes met, her face flushed with embarrassment. The middle-aged man stared at his wife with eyes that seemed to be blazing with fire. Just as she was about to get up, he grabbed her and pressed his thick lips tightly against her cherry-like mouth. "Mmm...mmm...no...don't...please...sob sob," she cried. While kissing her frantically, his rough hands began to grope inside her clothes. "Ah...ah...no...please...no...don't...mmm," she cried. This time, her resistance was weak, and soon she was emitting moans that sounded like a mixture of pleasure and pain. His rough hands, touching her fair skin, provided an indescribable stimulation. She gasped for breath, moaning. Slowly, he lifted her clothes and buried his head in her chest, his thick tongue licking her breasts. "Ah...no..." she cried. Her hands, which had initially tried to push his head away, slowly began to grope. She had essentially given up resisting, one hand covering her mouth as she continued to moan.

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