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The Seven Changes in My Marriage 

I haven't had time to update because I've been busy lately, so I'll continue:
Today, as my wife instructed, I didn't call her once. After having dinner with friends, I went straight home. When I got home, I thought about calling her, but then I decided against it, since she had already told me not to call her. I sat on the sofa, absentmindedly flipping through channels, not really paying attention to TV. Suddenly, I saw the door open, and my wife was back. I asked her in surprise, "Why are you back so early?" She said, "This is my home, where else would I go?" Then she came over and sat on my lap, and we started kissing. I carried her to the bathroom, and we took a shower together before going to the bedroom. I felt like my wife was talking a lot tonight. During sex, I asked her, "What happened tonight? Did you have sex?" She moaned and said, "We didn't do anything." I said, "Really?" She said, "We just had dinner, and then I took him out for a milk tea, and we went home. It was our first time meeting alone, what more could you want from us?" I pressed further: "So, how do you feel about him?" My wife said, "He's alright. He's like you were when you were dating me—not very talkative, and even thinner than you were back then. His skin is similar to yours, almost like an African's." Even during sex, my wife didn't forget to tease me. I said, "Do you want him to fuck you?" My wife moaned, "Yes, I want him to fuck me like you did." Perhaps stimulated at that moment, I instantly ejaculated inside her. We hugged each other, and after a few minutes, my wife said, "He's going to school tomorrow, and I'm planning to take him. It's not comfortable for him to carry so much stuff on the bus. I already told him I'd take him tomorrow, and he was very polite, saying thank you and asking what to say." I thought to myself, "You've already told him, why are you asking me?" I could only say, "Okay." The next morning, my wife got up very early. She didn't wear her workout clothes today, but instead wore a bodycon skirt—she looked incredibly sexy today.
My wife quickly put on some makeup and said goodbye. After she left, I lay in bed, constantly wondering if she and her lover would do it that day. Was what she said during sex last night true, or was it just to spice things up? I felt inexplicably excited and a little jealous!
After waking up, we went out for the day (I won't go into the details of taking
care of the child, since we were staying at his grandma's house, and it wouldn't make much sense). When we got home, I lay on the sofa watching a League of Legends match. Just as a team fight was going on, my wife opened the door and asked, "Have you had dinner?" My attention immediately went to the doorway, where my wife was changing her shoes. I replied, "Yes, have you?" She said, "Yes." When I turned my attention back to the TV, the match had already ended, and we were at the handshake stage. Ugh, what a mood.
My wife came in and lay down on the sofa, muttering that she was too tired today. I immediately sat up and stared intently at her. "Did you two do it today?" I asked. My wife replied coquettishly, "Yes, are you jealous?" I said, "How was your little virgin lover? Was it good?" My wife said, "What a load of crap! We arrived at school around 11 am today and were queuing to pay tuition. When it was almost our turn, the person collecting the fees had to go eat, so we had to take a number and pay at noon. After paying, they had to reassign dorm rooms. When we found the dorm and went in, we saw that his roommates had already mopped the floor and were cleaning the beds. I noticed there was a layer of dust on every bed; two of them were just wiped quickly before they started making the sheets. When he came in, he apologized to his roommates, saying, 'I'm late, thank you for your hard work. Next time it'll be my turn to mop the floor.' Then they greeted each other, and one of his classmates asked him who I was to him, saying he'd never seen me before, and jokingly asked, 'You even brought your girlfriend to clean?' I said, 'She's my sister.' The person who asked apologized very apologetically and politely called me 'sister.' Then he started..." He started wiping the dust off the bed. His other roommates finished quickly and went to play computer games, leaving only him and me there. After he finished wiping, I helped him make the bed with the sheets and duvet cover. He was going to wash the dirty clothes he had changed out of yesterday. After I made the bed, I saw how he was washing the clothes and realized he couldn't possibly get them clean, so I took over and washed them for him. After that, we went to have dinner and then went to the supermarket with him to buy some daily necessities before I came back. Today was really tiring, and there was also… At this point, my wife suddenly stopped talking. I looked at her and said, “Don’t leave things unsaid. Tell me quickly and keep your promise to me.” My wife said shyly, “Today I found that when I was making the bed for him, he was washing clothes behind me and kept looking at my butt. When I was washing his clothes, he squatted opposite me and peeked at my private parts. That’s when I realized that my wife was wearing lace underwear.” I laughed and said, "What are you afraid of? Let them see. Look at the skirt you're wearing today; when you bend over, half your butt is exposed, and you're wearing such sexy underwear. Anyone would look. If it were me, I would just go up and pull the skirt up and do it." My wife pinched me and scolded me, "Pervert! He always seems so polite, but it turns out all men are like that." I said, "Your little lover is still a boy in his adolescence, very eager for that kind of thing. I bet he's masturbating in bed right now." My wife sat up, glared at me, and went to wash up. I watched TV for a bit and went to the bedroom to find my wife already asleep.
I lay next to my wife, thinking about how I hadn't made any real progress. Could it be that my wife really didn't like this boy and was just pitying his situation? Or did the boy not like my wife? My wife was too embarrassed to speak up, but the idea that he didn't like my wife was impossible. Although there was a seventeen or eighteen-year age gap, my wife was definitely the sexy and beautiful housewife type. Or maybe this kid was just too timid to touch my wife. Lost in my thoughts, I drifted off to sleep.
About half a month passed like this, with no progress. I knew I couldn't rush things. First, it wouldn't be good if I encountered a jerk; taking time would allow me to see a person clearly (this advice is for impatient couples). Second, if I kept bringing this up, it would annoy my wife, which would be even worse. Then one day, I came home from work to find my wife showering, her phone on the sofa. I called her to come out so I could use the restroom, and she said, "Just a moment, I just started showering." I knew her showers always took at least half an hour. Suddenly, I had the urge to peek at her phone. Although I had promised her I wouldn't, curiosity got the better of me, and I picked it up and opened WeChat. What I saw shocked me. They were chatting all the time, and every day at that. While they hadn't said anything explicit, I was satisfied, because they were keeping in touch. After going through the chat history, I also learned the boy's name. I'll call him Xiao Zhang from now on. I kept scrolling up but couldn't reach the end. There were probably several thousand chat messages. Just then, I heard my wife was almost done showering. I quickly put down my phone and went to the computer, pretending to use it. When my wife came out, she said there was a romance movie coming out tomorrow and asked me to go see it with her. I said I don't like romance movies. Those kinds of movies are more suitable for you to go with your boyfriend. My wife said, "Is that true?" I said, "Of course it's true." My wife laughed and said, "Okay, then I'll ask him to go with me this weekend. Don't be jealous then, okay?" I said, "I won't. Don't worry, just tell me honestly when you come back!"

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