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My wife and I have been married for ten years. I'm two years older than her, 36 this year. Our sex life used to be quite harmonious, but since I started investing in stocks (in the fall of 2008), like the stock market, my penis has never been able to get an erection again. We used to have sex three times a week, but later even once a week was a struggle. Sometimes, seeing my wife's pitiful look made me feel guilty. But the stock market was consistently sluggish, and I really couldn't appease her. Fortunately, my wife understands me and always comforts me, saying the stock market will rise, that it doesn't matter how much money we make, and that the health of the whole family is a blessing. All I can do is sigh helplessly. By the end of 2009, I felt there wouldn't be any miracles in the stock market, so I sold all my stocks at a loss and invested all the money in the factory my comrade-in-arms had just started. After a year of anxious waiting, I never expected that the year-end bonus would be twice the original principal! (To put it simply, it's enough to buy a large apartment within Beijing's Third Ring Road, cash only!) I asked my close and conscientious comrade-in-arms how I could have so much, and he told me it was because product sales were unexpectedly smooth, and we had easily opened up the Nordic market. You can imagine how happy my wife and I were—we were absolutely ecstatic. That night, we made love three times in a row, each time reaching multiple orgasms, leaving us wanting more. The next day, we left all the household chores with her sister and boarded a plane to Hainan, ready to relax and treat ourselves for a few days. Anyone with travel experience knows that the initial excitement and anticipation begin, but after three days—just three days—if you've been rushing around visiting several scenic spots, leaving you exhausted and with aching legs and back, you start to question the original purpose of the trip. We started missing home and our children. But our return tickets were in five days, and we were too tired to go to the airport to reschedule, so we just stayed in the hotel to rest. Because of exhaustion and the end of the financial incentive period, my performance in bed was unsatisfactory. Despite my wife using all sorts of "low-level" methods, I didn't see any improvement. After two days of rest, which consisted mainly of sleeping, watching TV, and playing computer games, I was incredibly bored. One evening, instead of dining at the hotel, we decided to go out for dinner. We had coconut glutinous rice cakes and Jinshan fried dough, which were quite delicious. Instead of taking a taxi, we strolled back to the hotel. Passing a foot massage parlor with a particularly refreshing decor, I asked my wife if she wanted to get a foot massage, and she agreed. Led by the manager, we entered a massage room. The room was just the right size for two beds and was quite cozy. A man and a woman came in shortly after. The man was around twenty years old and quite handsome, while the woman was younger and quite pretty. The man massaged my wife, and the young woman massaged me. After the massage, they asked if we wanted a massage, and my wife and I, thinking we had nothing else to do back at the hotel, agreed. My massage was shorter because the ladies' massage included a free oil massage, so it lasted a little longer than mine. I got up feeling refreshed, dressed, went to the bathroom, and when I came back, I sat on the bed and lit a cigarette. I suddenly noticed my wife's face was very red. It turned out the young man was massaging her thighs, very gently. My wife's eyes were glazed, and she was biting her lower lip. Seeing this, I suddenly felt my penis getting hard. The young man was quite dedicated, asking her if she wanted more pressure, and asking if she felt good. My wife was making indistinct noises, but I could tell she was enjoying it. Watching my wife enjoy herself like this, my penis continued to swell. After about ten minutes, the service provider said they were done and could call if needed. As soon as he left, I closed the door, pounced on my wife, and kissed her passionately. My wife seemed impatient too, almost biting my tongue off, then pulled out my penis and started sucking it intensely. I pulled down her panties and touched her private parts; she was already overflowing with desire. I quickly buried my face between her legs and began to lick her passionately... Then we had a wild and satisfying time together. Back at the hotel, I jokingly asked her if that handsome young man had aroused her. She honestly admitted that a little, but it was his massage technique that had made her lose her senses; after all, it was a strange man touching her. She asked me why I was so impatient, if I had my eye on some girl. I honestly told her that it was seeing her being touched by another man that aroused me. My wife asked if I wasn't jealous. I said I really wasn't, and that I really wanted that handsome young man to have sex with me; that would make me even more vigorous. My wife blushed, smiled at me, and immediately hugged me tightly... (To be continued)

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