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I received a WeChat message from them at 4 PM, saying they had arrived. Three of them were casual sex partners from the road trip, and three more would soon become my wife's new casual sex partners. My wife's lover messaged her, asking us to come early, as the three of them were also coming, saying they would arrive between 5:30 and 6 PM.

For some reason, my wife seemed a little strange. She was wearing light makeup, dressed rather formally—pink lipstick, a white dress, and her hair pulled back in a ponytail—not at all like someone going on a date with lovers or casual sex partners. The platinum necklace was a gift from one of the casual sex partners who came today, the same man who had followed her from the first day of the road trip until the end. On the first day, he only treated my wife and her lover's group to dinner and didn't stay to have sex with my wife, but from the second day onwards, he had sex with her every day. One day, he even drove home specifically to pick up a gift for her. My gut feeling is that this man might become my wife's long-term casual sex partner.

We arrived at the clubhouse around 5:40. I was worried we were too early, but a whole bunch of people were waiting for us at the entrance. We were actually the last ones there! After introductions and brief greetings, I went over to the guy who had been with us on our road trip and told him that my wife had mentioned how he had arranged everything for her during their trip last year, taking such good care of her and even giving her gifts. I was so grateful! He was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to respond. It was hilarious.

The clubhouse belonged to my wife's lover's childhood friend's family. It was used by their small circle of friends to entertain guests. One floor on the fifth floor was supposedly reserved for special guests and wasn't usually open. He said he had specially requested it from his father to host some friends who had come from afar, including my wife and me.

After going upstairs, we entered the living room, which was indeed luxurious. Looking around, there were only 11 of us. The waiters hadn't arrived yet. I said to the friend from before, whose surname was H, "Mr. H, thank you so much, I really mean it. My wife has been telling me that you've taken good care of her the whole way. I heard that twice when there were too many people, my wife had to pull you away before you came over to have sex with her. When there were a lot of people, you always had the least amount of sex with my wife. When my wife was getting a lot of oral sex, you were the one who worried about her throat and told her to rinse her mouth with red wine before swallowing, which made her throat feel much better." He laughed heartily after I finished speaking and said it was nothing, nothing at all. He said he was so nervous before that he didn't know what to say. My wife said I was a big bad guy. Sigh, speechless, I actually helped my fuck buddy instead of my real husband.

Inside the living room was a banquet hall. The dining table wasn't very big, probably only able to accommodate about 18 to 20 people. There were three sofas, a coffee table, a sound system, a TV, a karaoke system, and a small dance floor. I was still a little disappointed; I didn't see anything particularly special about it. There was a restroom near the TV on the dance floor, at the top of the floor, and it probably wasn't very big. I turned around and went into the restroom on the other side of the banquet hall.

Pushing open the door, I found a sink, toilet, and shower. The sink was piled high with the kind of disposable toiletries you'd find in a luxury hotel. There was another door behind the sink; I tried it, and it wasn't locked. Out of curiosity, I pushed it open and turned on the light. Sure enough, it was a completely different world—a huge watermass bed! Six showerheads were mounted on three walls. There was another door inside the watermass room, and I couldn't resist opening it too. I was immediately dizzy! There was a bed over two meters long, a round bed about two and a half meters in diameter, and all sorts of sex equipment, like pleasure chairs, were there—it was dazzling. Two walls were covered with SM tools, like in a shop window. Holy crap, what was going on? I was completely unsettled!

When I came out of the restroom, my wife noticed I looked unwell and asked me with concern if I had diarrhea. I didn't answer her; instead, I turned to my wife's lover with a cold expression and said, "This is truly eye-opening." My wife had never seen me lose my temper in front of her friends before. Realizing something was wrong, she hurriedly ran back into the restroom I had just entered. When she came out a while later, her face had changed. She nervously told me that they had never done any of those things, and then angrily asked her lover what was going on. Her lover's childhood friend quickly stepped forward and said that those devices and equipment had always been there, specifically for customers with special fetishes, and they had never thought of using them on my wife.

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