My wife

I'm forty-six years old this year, and we've been married for over twenty years. We've always lived this way, a simple yet fulfilling life. We're not wealthy, but we're doing quite well. My wife and I have always had a good relationship. She's a very ordinary woman; aside from her age and slightly rounder face, her features are still distinct, but she's definitely not exceptionally beautiful or striking. She always wears a ponytail and bangs that reach her eyebrows. She's an ordinary woman, as ordinary as can be. As we've grown older, our relationship has naturally evolved from more romantic love to a stronger sense of family. We've raised our child together. I have a lovely daughter who has graduated and has a job. She lives in Shanghai, while we've settled down in Hangzhou. Our house isn't big, and it's in a small town in a county-level city near Hangzhou—quite remote, but we're content. After all, we've established ourselves in a big city. My wife is a seamstress. She rented a shop in a garage in a small town, a cheap place, and supported her family with her craftsmanship. My salary wasn't even as much as hers from her craftsmanship. I worked in a small factory in this small town, and life was still very happy. My wife and I lived a simple and uneventful life, but it was quite fulfilling. However, things changed in the last two years. I thought our lives would continue peacefully, but then something happened to my wife. It all started when a young man came to my wife to order a pair of lantern pants. Here's what happened, based on my wife's later description. My wife is a well-known tailor in this neighborhood and on this street. Her business has been able to thrive for so long because of the trust of her regular customers and the good reputation and connections she has built up over time. One day, a timid-looking young man appeared at my wife's shop, very embarrassed, and asked her, "Master, can you make lantern pants here?" My wife glanced at him, surprised and curious. She wasn't curious about anything else, but rather about how shy and handsome the young man was, looking about the same age as our daughter. After a moment, she asked him, "What kind of harem pants are you making?" The boy, looking embarrassed by her question, stammered, "Just harem pants for morning exercise." My wife, of course, knew how to make them, and harem pants are very easy to make. So she told him she could, and it would cost about 50 yuan a pair, including fabric and labor. The boy immediately pulled out 100 yuan, saying he wanted one white and one blue pair. But my wife didn't have blue fabric, so she told him she couldn't make that, and suggested two white ones instead. The boy agreed. When it came to size, the boy said it was his own size. My wife, curious, commented a few times. "You're young, but you're exercising and taking care of yourself," the boy smiled knowingly. My wife didn't think much of it, got the boy's phone number, and the boy added her on WeChat, saying he'd let her send him a message when everything was ready. As you all know, how could a woman in her forties withstand such temptation? The young man was a young man, and quite educated. My wife developed feelings for him a month after meeting him, and three months later, without my knowledge, she had sex with him. This continued for two years. I only found out now. Although I felt something was off, I didn't think much of it because my wife is quite old, and her clients are mostly middle-aged and elderly women, rarely men. I never imagined such a thing could happen. Apparently, flowing harem pants and long skirts are what this young man finds most beautiful, which is why he ordered harem pants, and that's how he met my wife. Crucially, it was a specific occasion, a specific time, and a specific situation. Because of the harem pants, my wife couldn't resist the advances of a young man, so she cooperated by wearing the flowing harem pants he liked. They had sex while still wearing the harem pants, with only their genitals exposed. The young man likes middle-aged women; he can do whatever he wants without worrying about anything. And a woman in her forties understands what men need and can try to make him comfortable. But I can't believe it—they're more than twenty years apart in age. When my wife started menstruating and we could have sex, this man was just born. Twenty years later, my wife's vagina is over forty years old, while his penis is only now developing and ejaculating, yet he can penetrate such an old vagina. Does he feel a great sense of accomplishment?

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