A successful 3P a year ago

It's been exactly a year, since I met that couple around this time last year. It was the wife's first time. We chatted for over a week, during which she went on a business trip and sent me photos.

After she returned to Shanghai, her husband went on another business trip. Prioritizing family, I waited until he returned after a two-week trip before suggesting we meet up. I agreed.

We arranged to meet at the subway station; I arrived first. About ten minutes later, they picked me up in their car. The husband drove, and the wife sat in the back. Without thinking, I got into the front passenger seat. Looking back, I was so silly; I should have gotten into the back. But it was my first time, and I had no experience.

On the way, the husband chatted with me casually, asking if I'd ever done this before. I said no.
He then said, "You just jumped in like that, aren't you afraid we're bad guys? Like organ traffickers?"
To be honest, as a young man in my early twenties, I was a little nervous. Looking out the window at the increasingly deserted area, my heart was pounding. After a moment's hesitation, I said, "Don't scare me. Although this is my first time, I don't think your wife is a bad person. I've been chatting with her for over half a month. If she were a bad person, she would be eager to close the net, not make me take the initiative to ask her out."
My husband laughed heartily.

We went to a bar. To be honest, I don't really like the atmosphere of bars; I prefer quiet flirting. But I was too embarrassed to say it.

We ordered a pitcher of beer, and my husband suggested we play dice, just a simple game of whoever wins makes the two losers do anything. My wife was very reserved at first; it was her first time. But after a few rounds of drinks, she gradually opened up. Amidst the loud music, my husband asked me to unhook my wife's bra. When I touched her breasts, she visibly trembled. Because there were too many people around, I only touched her once and then stopped.

Later, my husband won again and said, "You and my wife go to the restroom. When you come out, I want to see that my wife is very wet down there."

I was hardened by my husband's words, so I got up and pulled my wife to the restroom. My wife didn't resist much and slowly followed me.
The shabby bar had a doorman at the restroom entrance; he wouldn't let me into the women's room, nor would he let my wife into the men's. We had no choice but to come back and tell my husband the truth. Since we'd drunk quite a bit, my husband said we should go home and have some fun.

That's all for today. To be continued tomorrow.

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