The fourth day of the Lunar New Year

I've always had feelings for my friend's wife, and I consulted some experts a couple of days ago. I've also read quite a few posts on this topic. The most common approach is to spend more time eating and chatting together, testing the waters. Some people suggest having my wife interact with him first, then I can join in and let him communicate with her. So, we invited them to my house for dinner. To avoid awkwardness, I also invited another friend who can't drink and his wife. We're all from the same village, childhood friends, so we weren't worried about not getting along. My other friend and his wife arrived first, but my friend didn't bring his wife. Actually, I just wanted my wife to sound him out after they'd had a few drinks. But once they started drinking, my friend started acting crazy, telling dirty jokes and drinking with two women. He's younger than both of us, and he kept calling them "sister-in-law." In northern China, it's normal for younger people to joke around like that, so we couldn't say anything. My other friend is the kind of person who's very serious and doesn't know how to say anything, but he got angry and couldn't hold his liquor, so he quickly became drunk. I told them to eat first, and I'd take my friend home. My friend's wife insisted on leaving, saying she was worried he'd throw up if she went back to take care of him. Just as we stepped out the door, she whispered to me, "You should go back quickly. That guy likes to get handsy. We wouldn't have come if it weren't for your sake." I didn't say anything, just that it wasn't far, and I'd drop you off and be right back. I insisted, and after dropping my friend off at home, his wife said, "You should go back quickly. Your friend is a jerk. Be careful he doesn't take advantage of your wife." I said, "It can't be that bad." She said they used to have a good relationship, but he only got annoyed after he touched her leg once while we were eating at his house. She said, "If you're upset, just walk home slowly." What should have been a ten-minute walk took me over half an hour. When we got home, they both seemed normal, except my friend looked a little taller. He asked why it took so long. I said, "It's nothing, I stayed at his house for a while, worried he'd throw up and his wife wouldn't be able to handle it." After dinner, I asked my wife how it went, if there was any chance, if he'd hit her. She said, "As soon as we left, he started playing rock-paper-scissors." It was either drink or accept the punishment. My wife drank six beers, let him touch her butt and breasts. She was lucky enough to get him down more than four bottles, then started asking him questions. The first question was, "Aren't you afraid my husband will find out?" My friend said, "What's there to be afraid of? It's just a joke." Actually, this guy's alcohol tolerance isn't very high, and those who have read my blog should know a bit about my wife's cunning. She got him down another bottle, and that was about it. My wife then asked, "What do you want to do if I lose again?" My friend said, "I want to sleep with you, but you have to keep it a secret." My wife said, "What if my husband finds out? How will you handle that?" My friend said, "I can't, it's just the two of you at home, and the child lives with his grandmother." My wife then asked, "How long have you had feelings for me?" My friend said, "I've had feelings for you since I heard you listening in on your wedding day. Actually, I know there were people listening in on your wedding day; it's common here. Many people listen in on wedding days, and I've done it many times." My wife then said, "What if my husband finds out?" My friend said, "I don't know." My wife said, "What if he finds out?" "Could you sacrifice your wife? She's so beautiful, my husband definitely won't say anything. And as long as you and your wife agree and my husband doesn't find out, you can keep playing with me without sacrificing your wife. Even if she finds out, she won't cause any trouble." My friend said he'd think about it. Then we played rock-paper-scissors. My friend won and said he wanted to touch my wife's vagina. He wanted to touch her and then have sex with her, but my wife refused. He won twice more. Once he wanted to kiss her, but my wife refused. Another time he wanted my wife to take off her pants to see her vagina, but she refused that too. My wife said that if we agreed, anything was fine; if we didn't agree, touching her was just for fun. My wife won three more times. One time he told her not to tell anyone, and another time he told her not to touch him in front of others. Before he even mentioned I was back, we drank two more bottles together. I didn't show anything, just made some harmless jokes. After dinner, my friend went home. Brothers, do you think it's possible to succeed? I feel like, given his personality, there's no chance once he sobers up. I'm so conflicted. What if he tells everyone about my reputation? Damn, am I being too hasty?

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