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An extra chapter in our 30-year history of adultery: The Italian Summer of 1990. 

Let me start with a side story.
Last night, my wife's school had a new semester dinner, and after eating for a while, she and Mr. Zhang from the PE department went to a hotel. He's a 49-year-old middle-aged man, but he still lasted over three hours and ejaculated twice. While chatting afterward, he and my wife talked about watching the World Cup at my house years ago.
My wife mentioned this to me when she got home, so I'll share this story with you all first.
Mr. Zhang is my wife's colleague. After retiring from the army, he used connections to get assigned to the security department at Mei's school, and later became a PE teacher. I'll tell you his and my wife's story in detail later.
To be honest, Mr. Zhang is truly qualified to be a PE teacher; his body is amazing. Every time he fucks my wife, she rolls her eyes back, talks nonsense, and acts like a slutty bitch. There was a commercial for a powerful washing machine back then, with the tagline "Powerful washing machine, powerful enough." Mei often said with admiration that Mr. Zhang's big penis really was powerful enough. During the 1990 World Cup, Xiao Zhang and Mei had been living together for over six months. That summer, he came to my house almost every night to watch the games, watching TV in my living room. Because of the heat, Xiao Zhang would simply strip naked, his muscular body swaying, his buttocks and two large balls bouncing, sprawled out on the sofa. While he watched the live broadcast, I would work in the bedroom, with my wife keeping him company. At this time, Mei, like a dutiful little wife, would serve him ice-cold beer and prepare snacks in the living room. Sometimes, at Xiao Zhang's request, she would even wash her buttocks clean, naked, and lean against Xiao Zhang's chest to watch the game with him. Later, my wife told me that every night when they were together like this, she would become wet and want Xiao Zhang's big penis to conquer her. Sometimes, when I came out of the bedroom to use the bathroom, seeing this scene would make me unable to resist getting an erection. I was too embarrassed to masturbate in front of Xiao Zhang, so I would go back to my room, masturbate until I ejaculated, and then go to sleep with my son.
At that time, his wife didn't understand football; she just wanted to keep him company. She would often watch TV listlessly, her hand constantly gripping Xiao Zhang's large, thick penis, occasionally stroking it. Often, Xiao Zhang would get an erection while watching, which would ignite Mei's enthusiasm, making her stroke even faster. Xiao Zhang had to suppress his lust, waiting until halftime or the end of the match, then he would pin his wife down on the sofa, making her bend over, and brutally fuck her from behind with his large penis.
Due to the time difference, after the match, Xiao Zhang and Mei weren't sleepy, so they would secretly turn on the VCR, watching pornographic videos and practicing what they watched. They would sometimes play like this all night, then drag their tired but satisfied bodies to work at school the next morning.
We lived in a single-story house, and to prevent the neighbors from hearing the noise and activities inside, we dared not open the windows and kept the curtains tightly drawn, making the house incredibly stuffy in the summer. That's why the smell of semen, the pungent odor of ***, the fragrance of soap and shampoo, and the stimulating yet beautiful images of that summer have remained etched in my memory.
That World Cup, West Germany won, while Zhang's beloved Argentina only managed second place. However, his large penis reaped abundant rewards with Mei. In the summer of 1991, my wife gave birth to our second child, a beautiful daughter. If I wasn't sure if our son was mine at the time, then this daughter was the fruit of that Italian summer, a gift from Zhang to my wife. Because that summer, I didn't have physical relations with my wife even once. That summer, my wife belonged to him.
After that, Mei fell in love with football. Every major football tournament became a precious time for her to watch with her beloved man, serving them as they released their surging testosterone.

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