Salted pig's trotters

Everyone's familiar with this term, right? It's something we inevitably encounter in life. My wife has told me a few times after coming home from outings that someone touched her buttocks from behind while on the bus, and she found it disgusting and scary. I told her that the disgust stemmed from fear; if she weren't scared, there would be nothing to hate. Physiologically speaking, touching someone's buttocks can be somewhat pleasurable. My wife tacitly agreed. I analyzed that those perverts just want to take advantage of people; they won't actually do anything to anyone. If they really wanted to, they would rape. When someone touches you, if you turn around and look at them, they'll stop and won't dare touch you again, right? My wife asked, "How did you know that? Is that how it is?" I said, "That's right. If you think the person is handsome and the touch feels good, you'd better not glare at them, otherwise they won't dare touch you again, and you'll be disappointed." My wife gave an embarrassed "hmm," and I knew she had fallen into my trap. I probed further, asking if it would be okay if I let a friend or colleague touch her. My wife firmly objected, saying, "How can we face each other then?" I thought about it and she was right. I fell into deep thought.
During a chat with an online friend, I chose to have a deeper conversation with someone who seemed quite sincere; his surname was Wang. We exchanged our past experiences and hit it off very well, feeling like we'd known each other for a long time. The difference was that he was a single man, while I was someone who still wanted my wife to be touched by someone else. He said, "If you don't mind, can I touch your wife's butt?" I readily agreed, but the question was how to do it. First, my wife couldn't know it was all pre-arranged; a sudden event is more exciting than a pre-arranged one. Second, the meeting was a bit tricky; I could only arrange it beforehand by phone, telling him to wait at a certain station and follow me onto the bus if I saw him dressed in certain clothes. Finally, I wouldn't appear in front of him, because he wouldn't know where I was, which would be more exciting. We both agreed on these points.
My wife and I went out to run errands that day, and we needed to catch the 426 bus (the route name has been changed) at its terminus. I notified Wang half an hour before boarding; I had seen him via video chat during our chat. As we approached the station, I saw Wang. I told my wife I needed to buy a book and that she should go back first. She got on the bus by herself, and I boarded through another door without her noticing. I saw Xiao Wang follow her onto the bus. The bus was crowded, so I squeezed to a spot three or four people away from them, peeking through the gaps. He started moving, his movements very similar to mine; it seems the techniques of people in the same profession don't differ much. When he touched my wife, her buttocks twitched slightly, and her head didn't turn completely, just slightly. As it progressed, she seemed shy, then appeared to be enjoying it. I saw Xiao Wang was really going at it, so I squeezed closer, only two people between us. Xiao Wang's left hand was in my wife's buttocks, and his right hand was in front, probably touching her front, of course, through her pants. Occasionally, people around them noticed and gave them strange looks. Xiao Wang, being experienced, put his head close to my wife's ear; it was clear they were a couple. We got off after about nine stops. I got off the bus afterward and told my wife I wasn't going to buy books because the bus was too crowded and I couldn't get close to her. But I think I felt like you touched me, and my wife blushed and hummed in agreement.
When we got home, I couldn't wait to touch my wife; her crotch was wet. I immediately pushed her down and had a good time. In the heat of the moment, we inevitably talked about things. I asked my wife how it felt, and she admitted it was good. She asked why I didn't stop her. I said if I had, wouldn't I have done something wrong? My wife called me a cuckold, but actually, she approved of me. That time was very enjoyable. I said it was a pity that such occasional encounters were so rare, and my wife agreed. I asked my wife if she saw the person clearly, and she said no, she didn't dare look him in the eye, afraid of scaring him, so she stopped. He was probably a rather handsome man.
Later, Xiao Wang chatted with me, saying he had a great time touching her that day and hoped for another chance. I said that's about it on the bus; if we want things to progress further, we'll have to find another way. We'll see. As for what happened next, I'll describe it in another article.

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