A memory of ours

After several years of sleeping with him, we became friends and got along quite well, except he slept with my wife more often. One night, I suddenly became interested and contacted the couple. Knowing they were at home, my wife and I went to their house. Upon entering, he was lying on the chaise lounge, covered with a blanket, and his wife was naturally sitting beside him. I sat down next to my wife as well. His wife made tea and water for us and chatted with me. I glanced to the side and saw him holding his wife's hand, his other hand gently stroking her arm. I turned back to talk to his wife, but the atmosphere wasn't particularly relaxed. Knowing why I was there, we made small talk, chatting about current TV programs and celebrity gossip. I was thinking to myself, "You've been sleeping with him for years, and he's still so reserved." Then his wife went to get us some fruit. I glanced to the side and saw his hand groping inside her clothes. His wife then came over and sat across from me at the coffee table. While we were talking, his hand continued to caress her. She glanced at me, and his hand became increasingly brazen. I saw him seemingly unhook her bra from behind, and his other hand followed. Her clothes immediately bulged, and a bulge moved – he was obviously touching her breast. My wife leaned against him, her posture a little awkward. I knew that everyone was clothed, and she was the only one being touched by that old man in front of us; she must be incredibly embarrassed. I deliberately moved my wife closer to him, and she glanced at me, her face flushed.

After talking for a while, his wife's top was pushed up, revealing one breast. At that moment, his wife said she was going to the bathroom, and I also said I needed to pee and went to another bathroom. When I came back, I saw that his wife's top was completely pulled up, revealing both breasts. I went over and touched her other breast. His wife leaned against his shoulder, her eyes closed, letting us knead her breasts.

Then he said to his wife, "Take off your top." His wife asked me to help her take off her top, and he pulled her into the bed. Under the covers, I saw him moving up and down, and I knew he was groping her. His wife lay on his chest with her eyes closed. When his wife came back from the bathroom and came to the sofa, I laughed and said, "Sis, look at them, they're like this, why don't you join in?" His wife was embarrassed and said, "Look, Old Man can't wait that long." I turned to Old Man and said, "Why don't you two go to bed?" They lifted the covers and saw that his wife's pants were already pulled down to her knees. His wife straightened up and took off her pants, and he put his arm around her and walked into the bedroom. I asked my sister, "Sis, are you going in?" She said, "I'm not going in." I said, "How about I go in first and then deal with you when I come out?" My sister laughed and said, "Go ahead and go see."

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