The Seductive Wife's Romantic Journey (Part 3)

My previous posts didn't get much attention, so I didn't really want to continue. However, I still want to write about my wife's affair with the Taiwanese man, because that incident really affected me and made me particularly obsessed with cuckoldry now, always fantasizing about my wife being fucked hard!
Actually, I don't object to my wife having sex with other men, but the premise is that there can be no deception.
I'm not a pervert. I'm 34, and I've basically seen through life. It's just like that. Besides work and family, everyone should have their own life. A man is destined to have more than one woman in his life, and a woman doesn't have to force herself to have sex with only one man. I also have a lover now, someone who actively sought me out. She's more attractive, more seductive, and more skilled than my wife. So I feel that if only I do this, it's unfair to my wife, but I'm still worried about people of varying quality.
Actually, I've been looking for someone around me, wanting to find my wife a boyfriend, provided that no one else knows. Occasionally they can have an affair, have passionate sex, and be intimate. But the premise is that I know.
I don't really like threesomes. Threesomes with familiar people don't feel right, and threesomes with strangers feel unsafe.
Respectable married men in Tongling, Wuhu, Ma'anshan, and Hefei areas can contact me.

I stayed in Shanghai for a few years, and after my wife stayed at home for two years, she came to Shanghai to visit me. She quickly found a job at a trading company, a Taiwanese branch in mainland China. Most of the managers there were Taiwanese, commonly known as "Taiwanese managers." At that time, my wife was about 27-28 years old, and her manager was a Taiwanese man around 37 years old, not very tall, but rather stocky and seemingly polite and well-mannered. I met him twice: once on a rainy day when he drove my wife home in the company's Hyundai van and greeted me downstairs; and another time after a company event when he gave my wife a ride home.
My wife rarely mentions him to me, but sometimes when she complains about how hard her work is, she mentions that her manager is capable, knows how to take care of his subordinates, is perceptive of employees' feelings, and is thoughtful and gentle. Because I also have many Taiwanese colleagues at my company, I know that Taiwanese people are generally quite well-mannered. So I didn't think much of it. I believed my wife wouldn't be interested in him; after all, I was confident
I was better than that Taiwanese guy. My wife even said that Taiwanese men, besides being well-mannered, weren't good-looking and not her type. Later, it was precisely because of my arrogance that I learned a real lesson! In the big city, my wife loves shopping. Every weekend, she would drag me to this mall or that pedestrian street, sometimes spending half a day shopping even if we didn't buy clothes. At first, I cooperated, but later, I got impatient and suggested she go with her colleagues or girlfriends, while I stayed home playing computer games and maybe watching porn.
My wife was initially very angry, saying I didn't want to spend time with her. We argued a few times, and I just went along with it—what could she do? Haha...
Later, my wife simply told me in advance every weekend who she was going with, where she was going, what she was going to do, and what time she would be home. I was happy to do this; I was actually quite happy about it. I trust her quite a bit.
One time, while I was looking for something at home, I found a plastic bag in the corner of a closet drawer. Inside was a wad of fabric, which I assumed was old socks or something, so I opened it to throw it away. To my shock, I found two black thongs inside, the kind with lace detailing. They were incredibly sexy, with only a small piece of lace fabric in the front, barely covering my wife's pubic hair, and just three visible pubic hairs in the back. I don't remember my wife ever wearing them when we were together. I became suspicious, recalling how my wife had recently become very fashion-conscious, frequently telling me about colleagues taking her to spas, hair salons, manicures, outlet malls, and shopping for nice clothes in Xujiahui. She was constantly getting her hair and face done. I remember my wife used to mostly wear jeans in the summer, rarely wearing skirts, but now she has several skirts in her wardrobe, including two very tight, low-cut mini-skirts.
Thinking about this, I had some doubts, wondering if something was wrong. I searched every nook and cranny of the house, hoping to find more clues.
Based on my previous suspicions, I found a lot of hotel-grade conditioner and combs in the bathroom vanity. Later, I found an opened box of condoms in the storage cabinet against the wall by the bed. I remembered that she and I never used condoms because we agreed to get married as soon as she got pregnant...
All the signs pointed to my wife having a problem.
Back then, cell phones weren't touchscreens, so QQ was mostly used on computers. Her company used a different software called Skype for communication, which I remembered she had used on a computer.
On a whim, I opened Skype and went through every suspicious message. Finally, my efforts paid off; I found a chat between her and someone named "JASON" that was suspicious—it was blatant!
For the past six months, they've been flirting on Skype. My wife would sometimes vent about her conflicts and dissatisfaction with me, and "JASON" would comfort her, cheer her up, and promise to take her to fun places, good restaurants, and special offers. It seemed like he was her best friend. Initially, everything was fine; aside from work, they occasionally chatted about life. However, about three months ago, the conversation turned to sensitive topics like sex. "JASON" told my wife about Taiwanese people's understanding of relationships, how Taiwanese relationships differ from those in mainland China, and the prevalence of "sex without marriage"—even with children, people are still single, can date, and can change partners at any time.
Later, he became even more explicit, telling my wife about the secrets of the female body, such as the G-spot, clitoris, squirting, and orgasms. My wife didn't seem angry at all; she even played along, saying she tried it on herself while listening to him…
They also video-chatted a few times, always around 11 PM. I checked my calendar, and those video calls all occurred during my business trips. Occasionally, there were text messages interspersed during the video calls; my wife would say she was about to climax, how good it felt, and so on. They also addressed each other as "darling."
I searched carefully and found some more important messages: several times they had arranged times and places on Skype. It seemed my wife had finally taken that step.

I angrily saved their chat history, intending to confront her when she returned!
It wasn't until after 9 PM that my wife came home and knocked on the door. I opened the door casually and asked her where she had been and why she was so late.
My wife told me that she had gone to several pedestrian streets with a female colleague who had left her company (she was very thoughtful; if she left, I wouldn't have any witnesses), and then they went to eat somewhere, and after eating, they did things like that.
She seemed very impatient, dropping her bag as soon as she came in to take a shower, complaining that she was exhausted from shopping. While she was showering, I pretended to go to the bathroom and secretly took out her underwear. There was a panty liner on the underwear, and a blob of yellowish, clear liquid on it. I also took out her phone; there were only two call logs, one from her mother and the other from an unknown number without a name. There were only two messages, one from me urging her to come home, and the other from the unknown number, saying, "My car is parked across from Haode." I found the sexy underwear she had hidden, the opened condom, and the chat history, which were all on the desktop. I waited for her to come out...
Ten minutes later, my wife came into the bedroom wearing a bathrobe, drying her hair. When she saw me looking at her seriously, she paused, then looked at the items scattered on the bed, and it seemed she instantly understood something. She didn't say anything, just sat down on the edge of the bed with her head down. I asked her, "Should she tell me herself, or should we have a question-and-answer session?"
My wife was silent for a long time, then said that nothing was wrong and told me not to overthink it. I pulled up the chat history and asked her how she explained it. She said it was a joke. I asked her again for the number of her female colleague she went shopping with so I could verify it. She said that was inappropriate and embarrassing. I pointed to her underwear and text messages on her phone, and she stopped talking.
I softened my tone and told her that I forgave her before we met, but if she wanted me to forgive her now, she had to be honest with me.
She suddenly looked at me apologetically and awkwardly, and asked if I had to promise her three things if she told the truth:
1. I wouldn't be angry; 2. I wouldn't leave her; 3. She wouldn't do it again, and I wouldn't pursue it further, as she was afraid of losing her job!
I nodded, signaling her to continue...

My wife did indeed have an affair with a Taiwanese man! About three months ago, she ran into her manager, "Jason," at the elevator after work. Jason said he would wait for her after work, that he had something for my wife, and that he would take her home later. He asked his wife to wait for him at the KFC near the entrance. After a while, he went out, called his wife, and they took a taxi to a Western restaurant. Actually, they talked about everything online, but in real life, his wife was still a little nervous. It seemed like she knew something and was expecting something. His wife said she had texted him that she was having dinner with clients that night and told him to figure things out himself. I remembered that this was the reason she had told me before, either working overtime or entertaining clients. At dinner, they drank some red wine and talked about some trivial matters at work. During the meal, he also gave her a piece of jewelry he had brought from Taiwan. She showed it to me later, and I guessed it was just a cheap roadside item worth a few dozen yuan. After dinner, they went for a walk by the river. His wife told me that he kissed her then, and that his kissing technique was very good, his tongue was very strong, and he could even suck on her tongue. Anyway, she really enjoyed it. During the walk, he also put his hand inside his wife's bra and rubbed it. His wife resisted slightly, but I understood that she was just symbolically resisting; she was actually enjoying it.
Gradually, they became like lovers, often meeting up for dinner after work, and afterwards they would hold hands, walk, kiss, and caress each other. Two months ago, on a weekend, the Taiwanese man invited her to an indoor ski resort in Shinan District, saying he would take her skiing. Skiing in the summer is a curious temptation for anyone, and my wife agreed without hesitation. Of course, his excuse to me was that he was going shopping with someone else. When she got there, she found out that skiing was just an excuse; he really wanted to have sex with her. They drove their company's Hyundai minivan to the edge of Shinan Forest Park, parked the car, and started kissing and caressing each other. Then, they couldn't help but put their hands inside each other's pants. The Taiwanese man must have been very experienced in sex, because my wife soon had an orgasm from his hands. Then, naturally, she took off her clothes and had her first sexual intercourse with him in the spacious minivan. My wife described to me that they reclined the back seat, and my wife bent over and lay on the seat. The Taiwanese man penetrated her from behind. Because of the limited space, they tried several positions, but none were convenient. Finally, my wife lay on the seat, and the Taiwanese man thrust and ejaculated on top of her. Of course, they didn't use a condom.
Later, the wife became uneasy. The Taiwanese man wanted to have sex with her again, saying he had wanted to do it with her for a long time and wanted to have his fill that day. The wife asked him to buy condoms. When he came back, the Taiwanese man made his wife give him oral sex. His penis wasn't even washed, but the wife didn't seem to mind and took it in. During this time, the Taiwanese man also taught his wife to lick his sensitive areas, specifically the area where his penis and testicles connect and his anus, which she did. Hearing this, I remembered how my wife later gave me oral sex. Suddenly, I felt she had improved. I asked her, and she said she found it online!
They didn't go skiing at all, but they had sex in the car four times! The last time, the Taiwanese man even made his wife give him oral sex! Once that
final barrier was broken, they became unrestrained. Their company organized a two-day, one-night trip to a suburban farm. During the day, they rode horses, fished, and picked fruit; at night, they played cards, sang, and drank. My wife told me that the sexy underwear she bought online during that trip was to boost her confidence! While other colleagues were out having fun, these two would hide in the woods during the day, caressing and kissing, making love against the trees. At night, while others were partying, she would sneak into the Taiwanese man's room for a bath together, then push the two beds together and make love passionately! It felt like an affair. During this time, the Taiwanese man's roommate came back to knock on the door to get something. While they were making love intensely, he pulled out to open the door, and she was lying naked under the covers on the bed. Their clothes and underwear were scattered on the floor. His roommate just laughed and left. Actually, her company knew she had a fiancé, and several people had seen me. But she was so brazen and shameless!
After making love, she was only wearing a skirt, nothing underneath. They went to a karaoke bar to drink and sing. During this time, she leaned against the Taiwanese man. The karaoke bar was dimly lit, and the Taiwanese man would frequently put his hand under her skirt, touching her breasts and fiddling with her genitals. She found it incredibly exciting.
After the event, while other colleagues took the bus home, she ignored everyone's stares and got into the Taiwanese manager's van. It was the same time I met the Taiwanese man; he dropped his wife off downstairs, but they didn't get out of the car. They sat there for over an hour, kissing and caressing each other for a long time before his wife texted me to pick her up from the company carpool.
Later, during a Mid-Autumn Festival, she told me that her company had a Mid-Autumn Festival party with dinner and karaoke, so she'd probably be home very late. Actually, that night, the Taiwanese man took her to a "sexy" bar with striptease dancers and hostesses. She later told me that she felt incredibly self-conscious inside because all the other women were dressed very revealingly, while she was wearing jeans and completely covered up, making the Taiwanese man feel embarrassed. So, she later bought a lot of low-cut tops and miniskirts. My wife can't hold her liquor, but that night she drank most of a bottle of red wine. After leaving the bar, the Taiwanese man took her directly to his apartment in a taxi, saying they wanted to enjoy the moon together. Actually, my wife knew exactly what was going to happen. That night, she wore the sexy lingerie she had prepared. They did indeed sit by the window to admire the moon, but the scene of them naked and pressed together, holding wine glasses, was incredibly lewd and unimaginable.
Because of the time constraints, I remember my wife wasn't brought back by the Taiwanese man until after 3 a.m. the next morning, still quite drunk when she got out of the car.
That night, when she arrived at his house, the Taiwanese man first told his wife to take a shower. When she came out, she found all her clothes had been taken away, leaving her only in her underwear. She pretended to be angry, complaining that he hadn't prepared a bathrobe. The Taiwanese man told her he wanted to see her walking around the room naked. Feigning anger, she put on her underwear, covering her chest, searching for clothes but finding none. Having no other option, she crawled onto the Taiwanese man's
large bed. He then took the opportunity to strip naked and pounce on her… The two made love passionately on the Taiwanese man's bed. The wife, as the Taiwanese man had taught her, licked his large penis and his anus. She diligently demonstrated everything he taught her, like a diligent student. After their first time, they went to the bathroom together, washing each other, then came out naked, poured red wine, and leaned against the window to admire the moon, commenting on each other's strengths during their encounter. After drinking, my wife wanted to come home, but the Taiwanese man said he couldn't drive until he was a little sober, which delayed him for a while. During this time, he made my wife lie on the carpet like a dog, and he rode on her buttocks and had sex with her again. Perhaps due to the alcohol, this time it lasted for over an hour, even chafing my wife's knees. Finally, the Taiwanese man ejaculated on my wife's face.
I politely asked my wife to continue her story, not to leave anything out, or I would immediately kick her out. My wife said that the Taiwanese man had also invited her today. Actually, he had been married but divorced, and had been looking for sexual partners in mainland China. He no longer wanted to get married. So, while he was having sex with my wife, he told her to stay with me
! He just doesn't want to take responsibility!

This afternoon, the Taiwanese man asked him to go shopping with him for a bag. After buying the bag, they went straight to the Taiwanese man's house and stayed there for the entire afternoon, doing nothing but having sex! My wife told me that besides penetrating her vagina and ejaculating a few times, the Taiwanese man later tried to penetrate her anus. Without lubricant, he used shower gel, trying many times, but my wife cried out in pain each time. Finally, the head of his penis went in a little, but the Taiwanese man wouldn't give up and wanted to go all the way in. My wife begged him not to go any further, but the Taiwanese man pleaded with her to just leave the head inside and not move. So, my wife, with her buttocks raised and lying face down on the bed, wearing barely-there sexy underwear, was being ridden by the Taiwanese man, who kept rubbing against her until he ejaculated inside her anus. My wife felt very uncomfortable and said she wanted to go home early. In the end, her underwear was covered in semen that had leaked out without a condom.

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