My sexy wife 8-2

As soon as I got to work that afternoon, I told Teacher You about it. He said it was good, and it should be successful soon. I said it was still early. He said that after drinking, he wanted to invite her to sing and dance. I said, "Sure, you can test her attitude at the karaoke bar. When you're dancing, touch her hand first, then slowly touch her butt, and see how she reacts." Then we video chatted to get to know each other better. Otherwise, we might not recognize each other when we met the next day, and that would give us away.
The next afternoon, my wife told me the location of the restaurant. I said, "Get your hair done after work, so you look nicer." She said, "We'll see when." I said, "Okay." She asked if we were driving. I said, "Let's drive. If we don't drink, it won't seem awkward." She said she had her period that day, so it was best not to drink. I said, "It's your boss coming over, so it's better to have a little, just a little."
When I got off work, she called me and asked where I was. I said I was waiting for her at a certain spot. She arrived shortly after. Women are still vain. Sure enough, she got her hair done and had a face mask on, looking very energetic. We hailed several taxis on the way, but they didn't stop even though it was raining. Halfway there, we heard a car stop behind us. Her former boss stuck his head out and beckoned us to get in. I greeted Teacher You and we soon arrived at a private room in a restaurant. After shaking hands with Teacher You's friends, we all politely sat down at the table to play cards. Initially, I had my wife play against Teacher You, but later, her former boss came to watch the game, and she let him play. Teacher You, being shrewd, saw my wife wasn't playing and insisted I play while he chatted with her. While I played, I kept an eye on them, listening to their pleasant conversation, and I played with peace of mind.
At the table, Teacher You's friends were very hospitable, serving gold-bottled Wuliangye liquor, and each person also had a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes. The atmosphere was lively, and my wife unknowingly drank over four ounces. Afterwards, we got into Teacher You's car. My wife and I sat in the back seat. They invited us to go to karaoke, and since my wife didn't object, I certainly wouldn't. The car drove directly to the karaoke bar. At the bar, both Mr. You and my wife wanted to pay, but Mr. You, quick as a flash, paid first. In the private room, I pretended to be drunk and leaned back on the sofa. Her former boss was singing, and Mr. You was dancing with my wife, one song after another. I noticed Mr. You's hand slowly sliding from my wife's waist to her buttocks, gently massaging them. After a while, Mr. You took the microphone and sang, while her former boss and my wife danced together. Later, her former boss received a phone call and went to answer it. I also deliberately went to the restroom, leaving them alone in the karaoke room. When it was just the two of them, Mr. You pulled her hand and sat her on the sofa, playing with her hands and praising their beauty. My wife, drunk, didn't realize to pull her hands away. My wife then asked her former boss if she could invite a few of his close colleagues. He agreed, and my wife went out to make a call, inviting a male colleague who brought two beautiful women familiar to her former boss. Three women and four men (I neither sing nor dance) were having a lively time in the private room until after midnight, when they started arguing about going for a late-night snack. A few of them rushed to a late-night eatery and started drinking beer. I don't eat late-night snacks, so after explaining the situation, I went for a walk around the area outside. Around 1 a.m., the snack ended. Everyone went their separate ways. My wife and I went home, washed up, and went to bed. My wife said that Teacher You had drunk too much today, and that when we were drinking together, he said he was a good cook. I said my husband is a good cook too, and he said he'd come over to my house sometime for a cooking competition. I said, "Did you agree to that?" She said, "With so many people around, if I didn't agree, he'd lose face." I said, "I feel like Teacher You really likes you." She said, "Get lost! I'm an old woman, who would like me?" I said, "Who said my wife is an old woman? She's a seasoned beauty." I said, "Honey, he's tall, so proportionally, his...things should be bigger than mine, and being an athlete, his stamina should be better than mine. You know, as long as it's safe and hygienic, I want you to enjoy more happiness." She said, "You're talking nonsense."
The next day, Teacher You told me that while I was playing cards at the restaurant, he got my wife's WeChat and added her as a friend during a chat. I said okay, it's up to you now. A couple of days later, I told my wife that she could talk to her boss and have him tell Teacher You that things were settled (I pretended not to know they had already added each other on WeChat).
On Friday night, I told my wife that Teacher You had called that morning saying he wanted to come over to my house the next day, probably to show his appreciation. She said she couldn't accept gifts from others, and I said that was for sure. But it was just some local specialties, no problem. I said I wouldn't be home the next day because I was going out of town for a group activity. I gave her my phone number. She said, "How could you give my number to a stranger?" I said, "When people bring us things in the past, and I'm not home, don't I often give them my number? Because it's been raining these past few days, I'm worried about mudslides in that area, so when he called this morning, his workplace hadn't decided whether he would go tomorrow. They only decided to go near the end of the workday. If I'm home, it's fine, but if I'm not home, you must check his gifts to see if there are any violations. If there are, absolutely do not accept them." "It's just some local specialties, no problem." My wife was speechless after I said that. I told Teacher You about the situation here, and he was overjoyed. I said, "Don't rush, there's still plenty of time."
On Saturday afternoon, Mr. You called to say he was leaving and asked her to send him her home address. She refused to let him come and wouldn't send him the address, but he kept calling to ask. She said he was being domineering and wouldn't send it, but he said that's how domineering people are in sports; if she didn't send it, he'd slowly search around her neighborhood, saying he'd just stop by for a drink of water and then leave. His wife had no choice but to send him the address. Before 3 PM, he arrived at the location and called her, who came out to meet him. When they reached the car, Mr. You first took out a small bag and handed it to her, but she didn't take it, saying he should open it to see if there was anything else. He opened it in front of her, saying there was nothing inside and he wouldn't make things difficult for her. Mr. You then brought out a large bag of things, and his wife asked what it was. He said it was wine and food. His wife said he wasn't home and suggested he come another time. Hearing this, Mr. You didn't insist anymore. He said, "Can I just stop by for a drink of water?" His wife agreed. His wife walked ahead, and Mr. You followed behind. Looking at his wife's beautiful dress and her pert buttocks, he became aroused. When he arrived at my house, he saw that the tea was already brewed and the watermelon was already cut, so he was quite pleased to know she had come prepared. His wife sat on the sofa, and he sat on the armchair. He recounted his past, and she listened quietly. At first, they chatted earnestly. When she stood up to refill his glass, he could see her two large, white breasts swaying from her neckline. Old You couldn't resist. He moved to sit on his wife's sofa, put one hand on her shoulder, and slowly pulled her into his arms. His wife didn't resist much, and his other hand began to grope her breasts through her bra. His wife flinched slightly, so he groped and kneaded them more forcefully. She whispered, "You're so bad, just like the bad guys in the books, the bad uncles." He said, "I am a bad guy," and then he hugged his wife tightly. He slipped one hand under her skirt and into her underwear to touch her buttocks. Seeing his overly aggressive actions, she stood up to leave his embrace, but he pulled her up and towards the bedroom. The bedroom door was open, and the curtains had been drawn before he came in. As soon as they entered, he lifted his wife's shirt to unhook her bra, but the clasp was too tight. Impatiently, he pulled the bra up to her breasts, sucking on one and touching the other. His wife kept yelling, "You're so naughty!" He sucked and pounded, causing her breasts to swell and her nipples to stand erect. For the past month, my wife and I had deliberately prevented her from reaching orgasm during sex, starving her. This was her first time experiencing such stimulation, and her libido was aroused. Her size 90 bra was uncomfortable, so she unhooked it from behind. Seeing this, he reached between her legs, through her panties, and touched her clitoris. Her clitoris was already overflowing with fluid; her panties were soaked, and the fluid was dripping between her legs. At this point, he released her, telling her to turn on the air conditioner and close the door, wanting to enjoy herself. She obediently turned on the air conditioner. As soon as the air conditioner was turned on, he immediately carried her to the bed, had her lean against the headboard, and first removed her top and bra, then pulled her body down a bit, taking off her skirt first and then her underwear. While removing her skirt and underwear, she half-cooperated by lifting her buttocks. His wife lay naked on the bed, and he quickly stripped off his own clothes, spread her legs, and was about to lick her genitals. His wife disagreed, saying it was dirty. He didn't insist on licking her genitals anymore; he spread her legs wide, looked at her dark pubic hair, and tried to insert his already erect penis. Before it even went in, his wife's buttocks lifted up to meet his penis. As soon as it entered, he felt a lot of moisture inside, wet and warm, and began to thrust vigorously. After a while, his wife started moaning, the moans growing louder, her hands tightly gripping his buttocks, calling out "Uncle, Uncle, Uncle!" He knew he had reached orgasm. He kept it inside her, not pulling it out. After a few minutes, she took the initiative and wanted him to be on top. She rolled over and sat on top of him, using her hand to guide his penis into her vagina. She was moving on top, her hips swaying, her body rocking. He was below, his hands kneading her breasts vigorously. In less than ten minutes, she cried out "Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!" again. He knew she had reached her second orgasm. Sweat streamed down her face and body as she cried out excitedly, collapsing onto him. He felt her stop moving, so he straightened her up and began thrusting upwards. She felt him moving and tightened and relaxed her muscles. He was ecstatic. He had been with many girlfriends, but none had given him this kind of pleasure. He had never experienced this before. He couldn't resist the contraction and release, and a warm stream of semen shot deep inside her. As the heat reached her depths, she excitedly lifted his head, her tongue entering his mouth, and they began to French kiss. The sheets were soaked, but neither of them noticed. She used toilet paper to wipe his genitals first. Then she used a few sheets of paper to plug her own opening. This battle had lasted for over an hour, and they were both a little tired. She got off him, and the two lay down side to side, one leg resting on his, her breasts swaying against his chest. Seeing her large, firm breasts, he put his mouth to them and sucked, his hand touching her wet vulva. After a while, he got hard again, and feeling his erection, she used her hand to insert it into her vagina. He sucked hard on her breasts, his hand still touching one. After more than an hour of this, they were both exhausted and fell asleep. Less than half an hour later, he woke up first, patted his wife's buttocks, and told her to kneel with her buttocks raised, as he wanted to enter her from behind. Mature women are great; they understand a man's intentions with just one gesture. She obediently got up, arching her backside. He looked at her snow-white buttocks from behind, his hand slowly stroking them, saying, "Your skin is so nice, smooth as satin," and kept pulling back and touching it. In the rear-entry position, his penis would go very deep, and his wife couldn't stand it, saying it hurt, it was too deep. He said, "You haven't explored this inside yet, have you? Is your husband's penis a bit short?" "Then I'll be gentler," she said, and he slowly thrust in and out, stroking her large buttocks from behind. Sometimes his hands would caress her breasts, sometimes her buttocks, his hands never stopping. He thrust in, and his wife cried out, "Uncle!" which made him ecstatic. After half an hour, his wife screamed. Hearing her moan, he couldn't resist either, pressing his penis tightly against her buttocks, his glans throbbing, and he ejaculated deep into her body. His wife quickly gave him toilet paper, telling him to wipe both of their penises clean, and then stuffed some more paper into her vagina to plug it. They were head to head, she touching his penis, he touching her vagina. She said she had a great time that day and he wanted to stay the night. But she said she had plans for the evening, and he knew she wanted him to leave. It was past six o'clock. He got dressed, bent down, and touched her all over again and again, then pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly for a couple of moments, and kissed her passionately for several minutes. He waved goodbye, reluctantly leaving.

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