The first time after 8 years

The first time we had a threesome
, my wife and I were both over forty. Our work and lives were relatively comfortable. My wife had a great figure and skin, and beautiful features, especially her captivating eyes—the kind of allure men find attractive. A colleague once remarked, "Your wife has a certain flirtatious charm," which she denied.
In 2008, I was so busy with work that I could only stay home a few days a month. My wife, unable to bear the loneliness, found a man 12 years her senior. They dated for six months, almost weekly, in a hotel room. During that time, I was exhausted and barely had sex with my wife. She didn't want to bother me while she was with another man.
Later, I checked her phone and discovered the affair. We had a huge fight, and both of us felt deeply hurt—details omitted.
During this period, I often thought about the intimate moments she shared with that man. Sometimes, I couldn't help but feel sexually aroused and impulsive. Still angry, I would try all sorts of things, leading to a more fulfilling sex life. My wife felt guilty and reciprocated. We started having sex in cars like never before, and even went to the same hotel where she and her lover had stayed. At that time, I truly felt I had become a pervert.
Later, while browsing some websites, I discovered many couples who, after their wives' infidelity, sought to understand each other's reasons, reformed, and even started enjoying a threesome—how exciting! I also had this idea and learned some strategies for persuading my wife to have a threesome. I felt these experienced couples' journeys were similar to mine, and their stories seemed authentic and believable, resonating with me deeply.
Later, I started treating my wife better, being gentle and communicative with her. Sometimes during sex, I would ask her to describe scenes with her lover—how they talked, how they kissed, what positions they used, etc. Whenever we talked about these things, we both got very excited. I wanted to invite her lover over to a hotel, but she said how could that be? We're all in the same circle; there would be consequences. I thought she was right, so I gave up on that idea, just casually mentioning it during intimacy.
Later still, we only fantasized about it during sex to add spice, and we were happy and peaceful.
One day, a friend added me to a QQ group for a certain type of person. Soon after, I met a man from a nearby prefecture-level city. He was elegant in speech, knowledgeable, and never said anything vulgar. I added him on my friend's behalf and learned that he was from Hunan and worked alone in the area. He and his wife lived apart. He had a swapping experience with his wife and was willing to have a threesome. I asked him for pictures. He was fairly good-looking. I sent him a picture of my wife without showing her face, and he was quite satisfied.
That night, while making love with my wife, I mentioned my idea of meeting a stranger. She strongly disagreed, so I didn't say anything more. However, I continued to maintain contact with the man.
After several years of effort, in April of 2015, my wife finally agreed to meet him. I immediately notified the man, and we arranged a place to eat. He drove for several hours from his place of residence to get there. During dinner, I texted my wife to ask how it went, and she replied that it was alright. I thought it was a done deal. After dinner, we booked a room, and the three of us sat down, feeling awkward. Suddenly, his wife called. He talked for a few minutes, then, feeling it wasn't convenient for us to hear, went to the hallway to answer. The conversation went on for a while, and my wife got angry and wanted to leave. I couldn't persuade her to stay, so she had to leave. My wife said she felt neglected, and I could only say I understood. The man called later, but we didn't answer. When we got home, my wife and I showered, turned on the lights, and left the curtains open, and had a wonderful time together.
The man checked out in the morning and left, leaving a message on QQ saying that my deposit was still there. I felt that although the threesome didn't go through, he wasn't greedy and seemed like a decent person. My wife also agreed,
so the threesome that was almost arranged fell through.
Later, we kept in touch, and at the end of 2015, my wife agreed again. I called him over, and we were already downstairs at the hotel when he changed his mind again. The single man went back without any complaints. After both times, we felt like we owed him a favor.
Finally, in June 2016, my wife and I met him first for dinner and a few drinks. Then we went to a nearby karaoke bar and booked a small private room. I told the single man to bring condoms, ready to start anytime. However, the waiters kept coming and going, the lighting wasn't dim enough, and the bathroom was crowded, so we decided to do it in the room. During the karaoke session, I held my wife in my arms, and she kissed me passionately. I stroked my wife's plump buttocks, and I pulled the single man's hand over to touch her buttocks with me. All three of us were very excited, our hearts pounding. Over an hour later, we went to the room he had booked. We had some tea, and I gestured for my wife to go shower first. She went into the bathroom and turned off all the lights. Because there was a large glass wall facing the bed, you could see most of the outlines of a person through the frosted glass if the lights were on. I told the single man, "You should go too, help your wife shower." The single man excitedly took off his clothes and went in. It was very quiet inside; apart from the sound of water, there was no resistance or noise. Through the glass, I could only sense that the two of them were showering together. About ten minutes later, they came out one after the other, neither of them saying a word. I said, "You two chat, I'll shower too." I hoped they would be making out when I came out, but when I came out a few minutes later, they were sitting there chatting. The single man was smoking, and my wife was looking down, wrapped in a bath towel. I went over and pulled them both up. My wife stood facing me, and the single man stood behind her. I said, "Since we've come this far, let's have some fun." My wife remained silent. I placed the single man's hand on my wife's breast, and he obediently began to caress her large breasts. He then reached for her abdomen, leaned closer, and kissed the back of her neck. My wife was excited, her face flushing even more. She simply closed her eyes and breathed heavily. I knelt down to kiss her genitals, and to my surprise, he had put his underwear back on.

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