That year, our experiences with them 4

Seeing Xiaoyan's message, I chatted with him for a bit, and he sounded like he wanted to play again. I was quite puzzled; why was he so calm when I slept with his wife, but I was so unsettled when he slept with mine? Was it because I hadn't played enough? Although I had this question, I didn't dare ask him. These kinds of things are hard to confide in others; I just had to swallow it. So, I casually agreed to play a few more times. However, Xiaoyan's wife couldn't participate recently. I agreed,
without telling my wife beforehand, thinking she would be angry. But she was quite calm. A week later, Xiaoyan came over. I cooked, and my wife and he chatted in the living room.
It was a little awkward during dinner; I felt like there was another person, and that person was me. Xiaoyan said, "Brother, you can cook? I never cook at home." My wife smiled and said, "Actually, in my family, whoever has time cooks. Today you're a guest, so I'll play with you, and I'll cook." Xiaoyan grinned foolishly and asked, "How are we going to play?" My wife said, "It depends on what my husband thinks." She glanced at me sideways, watching my reaction. I didn't know what to say, so I pretended to be calm and said, "Whatever, it's all about having fun." Xiao Yan ate a few bites and then said he was going to take a shower. My wife asked why it was just her this time; didn't she mind that his wife wasn't there? She didn't want all three of us to come together. I could only smile and say, "His wife couldn't come. You two can have fun, okay?" (Actually, I was starting to feel a little cheated).
Xiao Yan finished showering quickly. He came out wearing only his underwear. You could see his erection through his underwear. He didn't try to hide it. He asked, "Brother, are you going to shower?" I said, "I'll eat a little more. You two can have fun. Don't worry about me." My wife got up and said, "Let's go to the bedroom." Xiao Yan happily followed her to the bedroom. Only the sound of me eating remained in the living room, but after a few minutes, I lost my appetite. The same panting sound as that day—not loud, but it pierced my brain very clearly. I walked to the bedroom door and peeked in. A naked buttocks were sprawled on top of my wife. My wife's upper body was still covered, her underwear hanging around her ankles. Her legs were suspended in mid-air, unable to come down. Xiao Yan's restless body thrust downwards. There was no sound in the room. It was very quiet, but the panting was so clear. Xiao Yan's face was pressed against my wife's left side, his lower body working hard. My wife's face was on the other side, there was no communication, just passionately responding to the movements of his lower body and calling out. I couldn't see my wife's expression, but from her body language, I knew she was enjoying it. I was heartbroken at that moment, feeling like an idiot. And I really was an idiot. He didn't bring his wife to my house, and he was having sex with my wife in my bedroom. I didn't dare make a sound, I was afraid the single man would see me, and even more afraid my wife would see me. I just stood there, not daring to leave or go in. I just stood there looking at the erotic scene in front of me. The single man kept thrusting. Not too fast, not too slow, but with great force, and my wife's panting began to intensify. They seemed to have forgotten I was there. Or maybe they thought I couldn't hear them. From the initial normal breathing to intermittent moans, the sounds of their slapping grew louder. It felt like I'd never experienced anything like it before; time seemed to drag.

My wife instinctively arched her back, lifting her lower abdomen. I could tell that penetration was easier for the single man, so I moved her to the other side of the bed, making their genitals fit together more naturally. I could see everything clearly from that distance of less than two meters. Sticky fluid stained the sheets. My wife wrapped her legs around Xiaoyan's waist, as if she didn't want him to pull out. I knew my wife was completely aroused. Xiaoyan slowly raised his head; the two of them had been staring at each other for a long time, I don't know what they were thinking, but suddenly I felt a pang of jealousy and repulsion at the sight. I was afraid they would kiss. I was terrified, genuinely terrified. Although they hadn't said anything about not doing these things beforehand, now it felt like it was too late to stop them. I watched helplessly as they looked at each other like lovers, their movements becoming increasingly rhythmic. I wanted them to finish quickly before they kissed, but I didn't want them to know I was watching. I was conflicted. I just stood there, frozen. A long time passed. My wife asked, "You've been going at it for so long. You're in great shape." Xiao Yan went even harder. I don't know if it was because of the frequency of the bed shaking, but the headboard with my wife's wedding photo suddenly tilted to one side. I used to not believe in superstitions, but now it seems like fate.
Xiao Yan also noticed the movement of the wedding photo and said, "Sister-in-law, you're so beautiful, prettier than my wife!" I clenched my fists, wanting to punch him, but suddenly his head slumped down, and his buttocks stopped moving. My wife started convulsing. I don't know if they kissed or what Xiao Yan said, but as my wife convulsed, she shouted, "Okay!"
Almost at the same time my wife said "okay," Xiao Yan straightened his lower body and stopped moving. The scene I hated most in my life happened right before my eyes. Xiaoyan's buttocks and thigh muscles were taut, jiggling rhythmically. I could even see his penis and scrotum trembling rhythmically. As a man and a husband, it was a lifelong shame to watch him ejaculate so earnestly and persistently, like a motherfucker. You did it on purpose, you absolutely did it on purpose. (Later, my wife told me that she and Xiaoyan saw me through the reflection of the ceiling light, but neither of them said anything.)
As for Xiaoyan climbing down to ask, he told me he was asking my wife if it was okay to just ejaculate inside like that, because before they started, my wife had said to use a condom, but Xiaoyan hadn't, and there weren't any at home. Xiaoyan said he would ejaculate outside. It was all because I was standing at the door, which provoked them to cross the line.

What happened afterward was very unpleasant and ended awkwardly; I won't go into details. A month later, while eating at my mother's house, my wife smelled my favorite braised pork belly at the table and vomited all over me…

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