Success Story: I Gave My Wife to Him at Nineteen

Feeling a bit listless after work, I texted M's wife. She said she was at the shop. Without thinking, I went to find her.
M's shop is quite large, two floors, with several employees. There's a bedroom and his office; I've been there countless times to chat with him over tea. When I arrived, M was there too, talking to some clients. M's wife greeted me at the door and led me to a small, simple bedroom on the first floor. M saw me when I came in but didn't say hello.
In this small bedroom, M's wife and I had a passionate encounter. I was very proactive, and although she was somewhat reluctant, she couldn't resist me. Doing this in such an environment must have been quite exciting. I insisted on having sex with her, and she half-heartedly resisted, touching me until I was a little wet. I thrust in all the way, and with a little force, she occasionally let out soft moans, though she tried her best to suppress them. This small cubicle wasn't soundproof; we could hear the conversation outside, and they could definitely hear our illicit activities.
I deliberately made those sounds louder, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, varying the intensity, letting those outside imagine what was happening inside. My clothes were a bit of a hindrance, so I simply stripped them all off, put her on the bed, and began thrusting into her with abandon.
After only a short while, M pushed open the door, his face ashen, and muttered angrily, "This is too outrageous! You're really making me look bad! Can't you tone it down a bit?"
I grinned wickedly, pulled out my penis, and said to him, "Give me a few blowjobs." M glared at me fiercely, slammed the door, and left. At that moment, I felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction. I let loose and continued fucking her with abandon. When I came out after getting dressed, M was standing in the shop, staring blankly into the distance. I looked around; no one was there. Where were they? She went to pick up her child from tutoring. I smiled awkwardly; I had gone a bit too far. I glanced at M and said, "I'm leaving now." Just as I was about to leave, M stopped me, "Let's eat together, have a drink, and I'll treat you to something, thank you for the cuckolding." I shook my head, staring at M's face, and smiled slightly, saying, "You gave them food, and I'm thanking you? That's too fake. I don't dare eat this food; I'm going back." M chuckled, "You think this is a trap? I ordered takeout; let's eat together." M pulled me, "Come have some tea; I just brewed it." He led me to his office, and we sat down. M poured me a cup of tea and handed it to me, slowly saying, "Judging from your demeanor, you 're clearly here for revenge." I touched my nose without saying a word. M continued, "Haven't you been too tired lately?" I looked at him, "Are you starting to regret it?" M said calmly, "No, you've misunderstood me. I'm very magnanimous. I tolerate everything you do. My wife is a good woman. You should make love to her properly, not torture her like a venting session. Cherish her." "Don't worry about that," I said, clinking my teacup against his. "I should thank you for your magnanimity." After finishing one cup of tea, M poured another, softly saying, "My sister-in-law is coming back tomorrow; I've booked a banquet at Yanbinlou to welcome her back." I felt a pang of jealousy and casually said, "Okay, that's quite thoughtful." M smiled, "It wasn't my idea, it was my wife's," he emphasized, "It was my wife who thought of it for you." I was speechless for a moment. " Are you angry with me?" M glanced at me, raising his eyelids. "No," I said decisively. M said while rinsing his teacup, "I've known you for so long, I know you a little bit, and now I sense you have something on your mind." I said slowly, "Don't mention it, I'm very open-minded." Just then, M's wife returned with their two children, and the takeout arrived. M and I drank here while the mother and her two children ate there. After dinner, M's wife took the children home to do their homework. Before leaving, she ordered two more dishes for us and said to M and me, "Don't drink too late, and don't drive home." Looking at her virtuous and considerate manner, I really wanted to kiss her. It was just M and me in the shop. We drank and chatted aimlessly, covering many topics, but notably avoiding the topic of our wives. I thought that with our relationship, there was no privacy left, but neither of us brought it up again. After finishing a case of beer, I said, "Let's leave." M locked the shop door and walked with me for a long time. He put his arm around my shoulder and said earnestly, "Brother, I have something important to tell you. I'll agree to anything you want, I'll give you anything, but please, don't take my wife away from me." I was stunned, looking at him. "Are you drunk?" M shook his head. "I'm telling you the truth. You have the means, but I'm not confident." I sighed. "Aren't we in the same boat? My wife likes you a lot too. Why don't you just exchange her? " M waved his hand. "No way, absolutely no way." I patted M's shoulder. "To be honest, I'm growing to like your wife more and more, more and more. I still don't understand, such a wonderful woman, and you care about her so much, why would you give her to me?" "Why did you give my sister-in-law to me?" M looked at me. That question almost choked me. After a long pause, I said, "Actually, I never thought about it that way at first..." M put his arm around my shoulder again. "We're not talking about the same thing. We're different. Sigh, it's hard to explain in a few words. Let my wife talk to you later." I felt things were getting out of control, far more complicated than I had anticipated. " You like my wife too, right? Have you ever thought about having her for yourself? " M firmly shook his head, shouted, "NO!" Then he patted my face and said slowly, "You're too serious. You're too honest. You're really not suited for this game." With that, he turned and left.

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