My wife went to the appointment for the second time.

Ever since my wife and her classmate had a one-night stand, I've been wanting her to experience it again. After all, that first time wasn't very satisfying for various reasons. They've kept in touch via WeChat, and occasionally her classmate will ask my wife for photos, which she'll half-heartedly send him. Even though they don't show their faces, I still get quite jealous. Sometimes when I'm not home, she won't even take a couple of pictures of me. I don't know why, but married women always seem to agree to things that single men they've been with more than their own husbands. It makes us husbands feel both bitter and excited; I guess that's the allure of this game. They had a few more opportunities to meet, but it didn't work out for various reasons. They both have families, and we live with our parents, so it's inconvenient. Eventually, they started chatting less, and it felt like the matter was over. It's a shame my wife finally found someone she liked.
A while ago, my wife's classmate went on a business trip to a city near us. He was busy during the day but had time in the evenings, so he kept inviting my wife over, suggesting she tell my parents and me she was on a company trip. After all, staying out all night requires an explanation to the family. By the way, her classmate doesn't know I know they've already booked a hotel room together, and he's helping my wife figure out how to keep it a secret. Later, my wife discussed this with me, and I thought it was a good idea. It's only a little over 100 kilometers, a short high-speed train ride. She could stay one night and be back, without disrupting anything. My wife was a little surprised by my generosity. To be honest, this time I didn't have the same inner turmoil as the first time I asked her to go. This time, I was more worried about whether she would experience other things.
Then I told my family my wife needed to go on a business trip, not just one night, because that would seem too fake. I said two days, so she could go to work, take the high-speed train after work, spend the night together, and then go back to work. The next day, she could tell her family she had just returned from a business trip. The plan seemed perfect, so I suggested my wife take an extra half-day off the next day. She asked why, and I said maybe her legs would give way and she wouldn't be able to walk. My wife slapped me and said, "You're so annoying!" Later, she really did take an extra half-day off. The night before she left, we had passionate sex again. I hadn't felt this way in a long time, especially seeing her breasts swaying beneath me, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. I thought about how she, too, had been under another man's body under my arrangement, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her eyes closed, moaning softly… And tomorrow night she would be spending the night with someone else. That inexplicable bitterness, excitement, and thrill came rushing back… She said she was going on a business trip, but would go to work as usual. We chatted on WeChat during the day about things to be careful about. Because we were in another city, I didn't dare let my wife dress too provocatively. Actually, I was still worried. The day felt like it was going by so slowly. Around 7 pm, while we were having dinner at home, my wife texted to say she was on the bus. I said, "Oh." About forty minutes later, she said she had arrived and seen her classmate. I just said "oh" again. Because I really didn't know what to say at the time. Actually, the moment my wife told me she saw her classmate, I should have chosen to hide it... At that moment, my wife no longer belonged to me. This time, I especially hoped her classmate would be supportive; I had a bit of a conflict and wanted my wife to experience some different kinds of play... I don't know what I was thinking. My child was playing with me, but I wasn't in the mood at all; I just wanted him to go to sleep early. At 8:30, I called my wife, and she said she was having dinner with colleagues from work. Haha. She said she'd contact me when she got back to the hotel after dinner. We were both putting on an act for her classmate. Because I had discussed it with my wife beforehand, necessary contact was still needed. On the one hand, it could alleviate my worries; on the other hand, it would make her classmate feel that I genuinely believed my wife was on a business trip. After hanging up, that familiar feeling washed over me again. That night, the child was quite cooperative, actively wanting to sleep with his grandparents—I couldn't be happier! At 10 o'clock, I sent my wife a smiley face, but she didn't reply. Lying in bed now, I probably already knew what my wife was doing. During this time, I arranged two opportunities to contact my wife, one around dinner time and the other around the time we returned to the hotel. This felt more authentic. Later, I wanted to contact her again, but I didn't dare, afraid of disturbing them. The waiting was thrilling; I kept wondering what they were doing, whether my wife would give him oral sex, whether she was using a condom, where he would ejaculate, and what my wife's current state was... After more than forty minutes, she finally replied, saying she had just returned from dinner with her colleagues and told me not to worry. She even sent me her location, which really excited me. Then we chatted intermittently. At first, my wife replied relatively quickly, but later it became slower, sometimes feeling like I was waiting for a long time. The longer I waited, the more my mind was filled with images of my wife moaning under someone else's legs, and the more anxious and excited I became. Later, I proactively said I was tired and should rest. At this point, I lay in bed, fiddling with my penis, tossing and turning, unable to sleep... Looking at the moonlight shining on the empty bed, I thought of the times my wife and I made love here. Now, over a hundred kilometers away, the moonlight was covering my wife's naked body as she was sweating profusely with another man. My phone lay silently tossed aside. The room was filled with my wife's moans... This feeling will probably be unforgettable.
Later, my wife told me that she was indeed eating when she first called me. Her classmate was nearby and didn't dare to make a sound. Later, when I sent her a WeChat message, she didn't reply, probably because they were showering together. After that first time in a hotel room, my wife is now very proactive when reporting their "achievements," describing them vividly. They did it once while showering. As soon as she entered the room, her classmate tried to push her onto the bed, but she felt too hot and dirty, so she insisted on showering. Halfway through, her classmate came in naked... I asked my wife if she was still nervous, and she said she wasn't nervous at all. It felt very familiar, but she was just afraid of running into acquaintances when they were out. The kissing in the shower lasted quite a while, and then he asked her to kneel down and give him oral sex. When she knelt down, she felt her classmate's penis was quite large, and she was a little hesitant, not opening her mouth. Luckily, her classmate didn't make things difficult for her. He had her apply some shower gel for him. Later, he pulled her up, turned her back to him, and had her hold onto the sink, sticking her butt out, and then he penetrated her from behind... My wife said that at first, she felt her classmate's penis was very large, and when she saw herself in the mirror having sex with him behind her, she suddenly felt a little guilty... but later she felt more dazed, and that feeling disappeared... Later, she told me apologetically that she forgot to wear a condom again the first time, but it didn't last long. Just before he was about to ejaculate, her classmate grabbed her hand and made her use her hand to help him ejaculate. Because she was facing away from her classmate, her hand was gripping his penis quite far forward, and she felt warm semen shooting onto her hand. While he was ejaculating, her classmate kept shouting "Don't stop! Don't stop!" My wife cooperated until his penis was completely limp before stopping her semen-covered right hand. Later, my wife told me that every time she moved her hand during ejaculation, she could feel the pain of her classmate's other hand gripping her nipple, so she cooperated until it went limp. Seeing her hand covered in semen and smelling a faint odor made her feel quite disgusted.

Later, after showering, she came out and saw my message, replying to my chat. At that time, they were in bed, embracing each other and playing with each other's genitals. Her classmate, probably aroused by our chat, kept caressing my wife or giving her oral sex. Later, my wife couldn't hold back anymore, so she replied intermittently. When she saw me and said she wanted to sleep, her classmate had already penetrated her... Later, they said the second time lasted longer. Although it wasn't as intense as the first time, we changed positions many times, and I felt quite exhausted... When I was under them, I could clearly feel my classmate sweating profusely...

That's all for today, I have something to do, I'll think about it later. I did it four times in total, just to keep this as a record.

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