After unintentionally being cuckolded (Part 3)

I've been quite busy these past few days, and finally it's the weekend again. After a quiet night with my wife, I finished a video call and will continue. Those who say this is made up don't need to read on. I just want to say two things. First, our relationship is fine right now. Some couples don't start out as lovers, but over time, it becomes family affection. You can't joke around with your own family. Second, many things that seem reasonable may not happen. In reality, there are many things in life that are beyond your planning and understanding. For example, finding your classmate in the car in front of you on the highway to another province—what a low probability that is, yet it happens. So, the world you perceive is just the world you see. I won't elaborate further on this.
After much thought, I decided to start with this friend who's a manager, since that's where I learned the information. But I couldn't ask him directly; I just wanted to casually bring it up while we were drinking and having fun. People like us in sales deal with managers a lot because we're often away from home, trying to earn more money. Men who come out into the world tend to have a few things in common. We don't gamble much, and occasionally we'll hang out with girls at night. This is the reality for many of us. We often use having sex together as a sign of our friendship. I'd heard of threesomes before, but never tried it. Taking that first step is actually quite difficult, even for men. Even if it's just a casual fling, most people still end up booking a room and hiring a masseuse.
At the time, I was in a district of Guangzhou, a place full of factories, which is why we thrived there. In those years, as long as you were willing to work hard, making a living wasn't difficult; you could say we were quite well-off back home. This friend's name is inconvenient to mention, so I'll use the initials H. He was about half a year younger than me. One day, we went out for shrimp. Halfway through the meal, a friend of his joined us. After a few pleasantries, we learned he was from Anhui and worked in the medical equipment industry, driving a Highlander. We ordered beer and porridge and continued eating. It started raining heavily until midnight. H invited us to go for a massage. We all understood – why not accept a treat? We went. A room had been booked in advance. We had a pleasant chat that day. H mentioned that this friend had been involved in group sex and said he'd seen it all.
My head spun. I hadn't noticed this guy when he arrived. The restaurant was a table outside a Chaozhou porridge restaurant, and the lighting wasn't good. This guy was definitely the big, dark-skinned guy. Sitting in the car, I couldn't hear what they were saying. My mind was a mess. I wondered what to do after getting out. I didn't know him well, but if I didn't figure things out, I might not have another chance. When we arrived, I made a quick decision. I excused myself, saying I was feeling too unwell that day, and let them have their fun. To show my appreciation, I'd treat them. Everyone laughed, saying that some people help with gambling, but not with prostitution, and no one can take that place for them. I deliberately said, "Stop bragging. You always talk big, but today I'll watch the excitement and be the director."
I have to admit, that day H chose a young girl, and the big black guy chose a middle-aged woman—definitely not very attractive. Getting to the point, my friend only lasted a short while before giving up, but the big guy was still going at high speed. At that moment, I immediately thought of the double-knife turkey in the movie *The God of Cookery*, pounding beef meatballs 20,000 times without slowing down at all. The big guy held down the woman's breasts, her thighs folded up, so that every thrust of his drill-like penis could penetrate her solidly. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of flesh colliding, followed by the woman's pitiful screams. All that was left was moaning. Both of them were soaked, I don't know how much the woman had leaked. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I asked a younger girl to help. She was a real businessman, agreeing to pay extra. Even after we finished, these two were still going at it. Damn it, the difference between people is so vast! The big black guy pulled the woman up and ripped off the condom. The woman, even then, managed to say, "No, you'll have to pay more." Of course, no problem, an extra hundred. I suddenly felt pathetic. For a living, a hundred yuan, so hard-earned and so realistic. I didn't have
time to think about it anymore. In total, I did it twice, H three times (one time was oral sex), and the big black guy four times. Don't look at the numbers, in terms of the process, one time was equivalent to three times for us, like it was nothing. This was the first time I'd ever witnessed something like this. The big black guy was a few years older than me, so I called him "Brother Black" out of seniority. He said his friends usually called him "Old Black." Heh, a mix of emotions.
We'd known each other for a while, and there were two times when I said I'd come but didn't. Later, we talked about going to Qingyuan together, but that didn't happen either. Then one day, H asked me to meet up. I waited until the afternoon and contacted Brother Hei to go to the city. The location was almost two stops away from my wife's workplace. I went there with a mix of worry and anticipation. Brother Hei was as warm and welcoming as ever. It was a small courtyard house on a slope by the roadside—or rather, his relative's house. It was an old house and courtyard awaiting demolition. He lived there himself, using it as a storage room. His wife and children were in their hometown
, and he paid rent to his relative every month. The living room was on the second floor. I still can't forget that moment—the sofa, the table, the dirty, mottled walls—it was the place in the video. Just thinking about my wife being fucked here, her legs in the air, and maybe even the sofa cushions still bearing traces of their semen, fills me with a mix of anger, fear, excitement, and tension—it's hard to describe.
We chatted about this and that until dark, the tea had lost its flavor, and cigarette butts piled up like a mountain. It was time to get down to business. When I mentioned the video, Blackie paused for a moment, looked at H, and then spoke to me again. He said we couldn't just talk about our own people; that thing could land him in jail. H said, "It's just about sleeping with an old woman, right?" Blackie said, "You guys don't know, that woman lived here for over a month, and almost got into trouble, but it was all settled—she paid for peace."
Over a month? What happened? What's going on here?

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