My Best Brother Who Slept with My Wife 3

"Honey, what's it like having sex with XX?" "A bit more exciting, because it feels especially sweet when it's stolen." "You slut, you're getting excited just talking about it." "Ah~" With a forceful thrust, my wife couldn't help but moan. Ever since I found out my wife was having an affair with my best friend, we always talk about it during sex, and it gets especially exciting, and we both always reach orgasm.
This best friend of so many years, after sleeping with my wife, he doesn't get angry, he pretends not to know, and even offers her cigarettes and tea. Today he asked me to go drinking again, saying he was feeling down and wanted me to chat. I got off work at 5:30 and texted my wife: "Honey, I'm not coming home for dinner. Your boyfriend invited me out, saying he's feeling down. Are you two okay?" I also sent a mischievous smiley face. Wife: "It's definitely about his wife's mess again. I listened to all his dirty laundry, felt sorry for him, and ended up sleeping with him." Me: "What about his wife?" Wife: "His wife has other women, more than one. Otherwise, I'd like to set you two up. Don't you like slutty women the most?" Me: Tell me how he slept with you tonight, the more detailed the better. (I'm getting excited.) Wife: Okay, come back early and take good care of him, I need to use him occasionally! She sent two emojis, one playful and one lewd.
Women are really clever creatures; once she knows your preferences, she'll do everything she can to please you. This cuckold of mine won't be a short-term thing, it'll probably be forever. 5:45, I stood him up on time. I walked around the small restaurant, but he still hadn't arrived. I called him: "Where are you?" "Upstairs, room 3." "Two people, why a private room? Okay." I went into the room. It was small, just a 1.4-meter long table, seating a maximum of four people. The food was already ordered, and the drinks were poured, so he'd probably been there for a while.
"Are you in a good mood today? You're treating me to such good wine," I said, picking up the bottle of Wuliangye. "It's 52 proof, are you out of your mind?"
"Almost, not far from going crazy. Come on, have some food first." We toasted each other, talking about work and reminiscing about the days we worked together, filled with emotion. After about three ounces of wine, I tentatively asked, "Brother, what's your wife been up to lately? Your sister-in-law is thinking about her and wants to ask her out!" "Don't even mention it," she replied. "You're so lucky, brother. Your wife is so considerate. My husband, on the other hand, is always thinking about cheating on me. She's not interested in her husband at all. We haven't done it in months. Before, after cheating, she'd come back and let me have some fun, but now she won't even let me touch her." "Really? Your wife is so open-minded?" "Sigh! It's all my fault for spoiling her. The first time, I encouraged her to cheat, just for the thrill. I never thought she'd get so carried away." After a few rounds of drinks, she really did open up about everything. "Brother, your wife won't sleep with you, aren't you upset? You must have someone else outside, right?" I probed. His eyes darted around. "Yes, I do, but she has a family, it's not convenient. As the saying goes, distant water can't quench immediate thirst!" Damn! He still wants to sleep with my wife every day, I thought. "Who is it? Do I know him?" "You should know him, but it's inconvenient to say, it's not good for the image." This guy, he's good at fooling people. He didn't expect my wife had already told me. A wicked thought popped into my head. "Brother, actually my wife has someone else outside, but she just won't tell me who it is. To put it bluntly, brother, I have an idea. Instead of letting other men sleep with her, why don't you seduce my wife? That way she won't be looking for other men outside. Besides, it's good to keep the good stuff in the family. It's a good deal for you, brother. We've known each other since we were kids, we know each other inside and out, it's safe, right?" "Really, brother?" The guy looked at me with a face full of doubt, trying to find a loophole in my lie. My eyes were very firm. "Of course, really, but..." "But what? Bro," "After you seduce my wife, you'd better find a way to let me taste your wife's flavor too," "Bro, I'll definitely do it."
Knowing full well that they had already hooked up, I still pretended to create an opportunity for them. After the two of them had a detailed conversation in the private room, he helped me, "drunk," home.
When my wife opened the door, I was already "drunk" and unconscious. My good brother of many years helped me and arranged for me to lie down on the sofa. "How did you get so drunk?" my wife asked as she wrung out a towel to wipe my face. "I was in a good mood today, so I drank a bit more." "Don't be silly, your brother is here!" Her voice was a little soft. "It's okay, he can't hear me." Her voice was also very soft. "What are you doing? Don't do this! Aren't you afraid your brother will wake up, um~ um~~", the sound faded away, as if it was coming from the kitchen. I squinted my eyes and saw that my wife was wearing a camisole nightgown, just covering her buttocks. This nightgown was bought online this year. Usually, no one comes to visit, and I always ask her not to wear underwear. Today, it came in handy. Watching my wife being pinned against the kitchen doorway wall by my brother, one hand touching her breast, the other fidgeting with her genitals, their lips locked in a passionate kiss, half her breast exposed to the air, I was breathless with arousal, afraid to even exhale for fear of disturbing this adulterous couple. My brother, probably having been deprived of sex in a while, quickly pulled down his pants, lifted my wife's nightgown, and thrust his erect penis inside…
The slow, rhythmic "slap slap slap" of their lovemaking stimulated every pore of my body, a thrilling tension. My wife had changed positions, her hands gripping the wall, while my brother thrust vigorously from behind, glancing back at me every now and then. I gave him a thumbs-up.
With a cry of "Ah!", they both reached orgasm, their limp penises sliding out of my wife's vagina, glistening under the light, my brother's penis covered in her clitoris. I let out a long sigh of relief. Finally, it was over. The day I could finally have sex with my slutty sister-in-law wouldn't be long…

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