I met my husband in ’93 and married in ’96.
We’ve been going for 12 years by 2005.
Married friends should understand that 12 years of days love has long since been reduced to flat, the reality of life has made love into affection.
The way my husband and I are currently looking is a left hand touching right hand feeling.
I’m not going to say much about the life and process of marriage, so let’s take the time to experience the flavor for ourselves.
I let my husband sleep with another woman and it was 3 people.
After many years of marriage we had no children, plus we needed to get better, so it was always a 2 person world.
The 2 of them have been around for a long time, and they are getting aesthetic fatigue from each other, and need some fresh breath for a change.
We’ve had thoughts of divorce, but we can’t let go of each other.
The root of the problem was back, we couldn’t get interested in sex, and my husband said he wanted to have sex with someone else to try a different experience.
Out of thrill-seeking, or something else, I actually agreed with his thoughts.
We are all looking for opportunities, we are all looking forward to a different kind of life.
Our neighbor, a well-behaved and docile girl, is here on her own for her PhD, with a husband in another city.
Loneliness and destiny brought us close, I occasionally made jokes about her and my husband, she didn’t object and my husband snickered sweetly.
I asked my husband, do you like her? Do you want to have sex with her? Hubby was a little embarrassed, I used to say I wanted to have sex with someone just for fun, I wouldn’t have sex with a strange woman.
I jokingly said, “Let’s let you guys take your time to develop a relationship.
The opportunity came in October ’05 when the last typhoon swept through our city and we were well prepared from the weather forecast.
Got home from shopping and just ran into her? I asked her if she was ready, and she said that my mentor had asked me to go to his house, and that he would drive to pick me up later.
I said that you are alone anyway, why don’t you not go to your teacher’s house, to other people’s families don’t twist, stay with us to spend the put, the 3 of us can still play cards together, chatting.
She agreed, calling to tell her mentor not to pick her up.
We were all from out of town and all the people left only the 3 of us stayed together to stay at the center because we lived in the research center.
That typhoon was so big that we closed the doors and windows and looked forward to its end together.
We talked a lot, we’ve known each other for over a year this is the first time we’ve been this close.
I slept in the bed with her and my husband slept on the couch, in the same room, in case anything happened.
A night of wind, a night of rain, a night of peace in our hearts, a night of peace with each other.
I woke up the next day and realized that the typhoon had had a big impact, with trees broken and power outages.
I heard on the radio that one city was completely flooded, and we’re lucky that we’re not the center of the typhoon’s landfall here.
My husband is in an institute with her and they both don’t have to work, I have to go.
There was no shortage of food or drink because we were prepared the first day.
I went to work and left the 2 of them.
I didn’t think anything of it at the time. Work was important.
My husband called me and said that the leader of the center said that our place will be without electricity for the next 20 days due to too many broken poles affected by the typhoon, and the repairs will not be done for a while, which means that we can take a vacation for about 20 days.
My husband was so happy to be able to rest.
I had, miserably had to go back to work because I work in the city and the power can be completely out where I work.
I was worried about his being alone and bored and half-jokingly said, “I thought you said you wouldn’t have sex with a woman who didn’t have feelings for you, now I’m giving you the chance to develop them.
There was a pleasant chuckle on the other end of the line.
When I got home, I saw them chatting together, and since there was nothing to do, we all made something to eat together.
Because of the experiment, this girl she has a generator in her office that keeps the fridge warm and has access to a computer.
Away from the computer my husband is like a mom without kids.
They told me that they ate lunch together and then surfed the net together.
After the girls went home and went to bed, lying on the bed I asked my husband, how do you feel? Hubby hugged me and said, wife I only love you alone in this world.
I believe in our love, I really do.
I had an indescribable stirring in my heart to see my husband having sex with someone else.
I think loving someone means making them happy, and as long as they’re happy I’m happy too.
Besides, there is a need for a little excitement to improve our lovemaking as a couple, that’s what I think alone, as well as the fact that I want to know if my husband will have sex with her or not.
I kept teasing him verbally and my husband said you don’t say I’m on fire, it tickles me.
But I emphasized the point that it’s because I love you that I’m letting you have sex with someone else, I want you to be happy, if you do have sex with her I want to be there to watch, and also you should never have sex with her alone once, if you do our love is over.
My husband, already sleepy and confused, agreed to my request.
The rest of the day was unimaginable to me as I went to my day job and they took their time together.
We flirted a bit when we got back in the evening and my husband told me he was feeling pretty good and just thought it was fun, like a game.
Half of the day had gotten them both a little bit better, and they blushed at the occasional offhand joke.
I know they still haven’t crossed that threshold.
This girl’s husband came to the city in August and left in September, and it’s been 1 month since she made out with her husband.
Maybe she’s thinking about it a little bit.
The electricity came, but they were still cooking and eating together, and they didn’t look like they were going to separate.
When I get home, we usually have to talk for a while together, and I can’t remember how we got on the topic of sex after dinner one day.
From the conversation that she has not seen adult movies, I suddenly thought of my husband’s office computer in my husband’s office there are several I downloaded from the Internet AV film, I gave her a proposal to say go take your laptop to my husband’s office to copy for you to see.
We walked out the door together straight to our destination, and as soon as we did, I copied all my adult movies to her.
On the way back, I offered to walk over to my house to see it.
She didn’t object, my husband didn’t say anything.
Together, we went back to the house, sat on the sofa, and I watched the movie with her. My husband was embarrassed and hid in his room and didn’t come out.
The movie was intense and she and I were both a little subdued.
I stood up and took a bottle of water to drink, also gave her a bottle, and then I asked my husband in the inner room for a drink of water, my husband opened the door and came out to take the water in my hand, I pulled him at once and said that we should watch it together, my husband disagreed, and I dragged him forcefully to the sofa, and pressed him in the middle of me and her, and we all enjoyed the movie together.
At the moment she didn’t react at all and had no intention of leaving the area, so I wonder what she was thinking.
-All of us were not very calm, I glanced at my husband and her face and they looked a little excited and flushed and I knew it was game on.
I touched my husband’s arm to get him to take action, and he gave me a hateful look meant to shut me up.
I’m just going to ignore him, I know they must be embarrassed and I need to do something to help them.
So I stood up and grabbed a thin sheet and put it over us so it felt a little more hidden.
With that thin covering my husband is starting to get bold.
Because I was sitting on the couch, I could sneak a peek at his hands slowly delving into her back, gently caressing her waist through her clothes.
She shuddered slightly and didn’t refuse.
Hubby’s boldness grew even greater, gently swirling open the clothes on her back his hand slowly slipping into her thin waist.
She’s 5’60” and weighs 90+ pounds, which is relatively thin.
Her husband’s hand kept stroking gently from top to bottom, and she didn’t resist.
Hubby’s was more at ease, his hands slowly moving up to cradle her waist toward her breasts.
I clearly felt her whole body shaking, but my husband’s hand touched her breasts.
I looked at her face a little mesmerized, a little expectant.
My husband was thrilled to touch her breasts with the side of one hand.
Slowly using her other hand, she undid the Bra’s straps and stroked them with abandon.
She hummed softly, her eyes misty.
My husband had excitedly removed her blouse and was lying half-naked in a corner of the couch, kissing her breasts furiously.
In fact, I was so excited that I can’t forget that scene for the rest of my life.
She put up no resistance, just threw her arms around my husband’s neck and kissed him in response.
I told my husband you can carry her to the house, and he actually stood up and went to carry him, I don’t know if he was too excited and didn’t have the strength, but he didn’t pick him up, I think he should go to the Gym more often.
My husband half-hugged, half-escorted her into the house.
Smoothly closed the door.
It’s dark inside and I feel a little left out.
Sneakily, he followed them to the door and pricked his ears to eavesdrop.
But there was no other sound, anyway, and after a few minutes in the room, I heard her say to my husband no, no whatever.
I heard my husband reply okay, well, I’ll just hold you.
It didn’t go any further than that, and soon they were out, and neither one was natural anyway.
After she left I asked my husband did you guys do it? My husband said no and said she was scared we just cuddled.
Said I had to respect what she wanted and I didn’t want to force it, but I already knew it was a breakthrough and I knew she liked me enough to start accepting me.
I said there is one more step to go, I have to help you out a little bit more. You have to be good to me from now on and not change your mind.
My husband promised me.
I actually know my husband loves me, we’re just less passionate.
I was going to go see what she was doing and went to her house where she had just gotten out of the shower.
I said to her, come up to my room and talk with me, the two of us on the bed, my husband on the couch, like when a typhoon comes.
She didn’t want to go at first, I talked her left and right and she agreed, but she still had to blow dry her hair.
I told her I’ll go ahead I’ll go back and take a shower, come over when you’re done.
She came over shortly after I got out of the shower and we got into bed and talked, I can’t remember exactly what it was about.
My husband didn’t come in either and fell asleep on the couch in the living room.
I said to her, “Tell you what, it’s kind of cold out there too, so I’ll ask my husband to come up to the bed.
She said don’t put it, don’t mind if you do, and I said to her reassuringly I’ll let my husband cover himself with a blanket and I’ll sleep in the middle under the same blanket as you.
She nodded in agreement.
I went out and asked my husband to come in, he was a little embarrassed and I said it was just a chat, no problem.
I dragged him in and we made small talk.
But it’s all distracted, talking about windy subjects.
It was late at night and I knew they were still a little uncomfortable.
I purposely went to the bathroom and came back, and when I got into bed, I squeezed my husband in the middle and said I’m not used to sleeping in the middle, you sleep.
Smoothly, he pulled her covers over him.
I was actually conflicted, to be honest I didn’t want my husband to have sex with him at all, this game was just a way to test his emotions and see if he was holding out or not.
Maybe I’m a little mean, forgetting how that girl felt, but then again one wants to seek a little difference when one is bored.
Again, there was a little bit of me that wanted to see exactly how my husband was having sex with someone else.
The two feelings are contradictory, but it still seems as if they are somewhat related.
In the darkness all I could feel was them kissing, stroking and rolling around.
Heavy breathing and low refusals kept me from moving for fear of ruining their good deed or fear of them actually doing it, I couldn’t understand it myself.
But I could sense that they had a clean night because I couldn’t feel the bed shaking or rattling.
He slept with his arms around her all night and everyone slept naked because I secretly lifted the corner of my husband’s covers to get in and stick to my husband’s back.
She was more petite and her whole body was in the crook of my husband’s arm.
At this time I also want my husband to hold me like before, but I’m too big, 169 cm, my husband old used to say that it is hard to hold me, when we first got married is not so say, most like to report my big baby.
It was dawn, and the girl dressed herself and left.
My husband and I were sleepy and went back to sleep, each to our own.
I forgot to add that this day was the weekend that there were a few days to Thanksgiving after that most powerful typhoon that made landfall in New Orleans.
When I woke up, I jokingly asked my husband if it didn’t work out, when I already knew the answer.
Asked her to come over and have lunch with her, and she didn’t say no.
We stayed together every day for the next few days, but it was limited to just my husband snuggling and sleeping with her, no further relations.
It seems that my husband continues to nurture his relationship with her, after all, I go to work during the day I don’t know the specifics of their situation.
She might want to figure out what to do next.
The actual day that came was Thanksgiving.The long weekend she told us she was going to a friend’s house in Orlando for a few days and she was leaving in the morning.
I’m actually secretly happy that I get to spend a few quiet days alone with my husband, as well as the fact that I want to talk to him about it.
Again, I emphasize that husband I really just want you to be happy because I love you.
Maybe you guys think I’m perverted or have a problem in my heart, I’ve read everyone’s replies.
I don’t agree though, there are some other issues with letting them have sex.
I wish my husband would be a little more adamant about rejecting my weird ideas and not continue that with her.
But he told me she was falling for him, and she told him she didn’t want to go to Orlando at all, she just wanted to stay with him, but wanted to calm down herself.
The more I outwardly encouraged him to continue dating her, the more I was simply against it on the inside.
But the words are already out of my mouth, so I can’t take them back, and I want to see how the plot develops.
Then he made a bet with him that if she came back for you not to go to Orlando, you guys would do it, with the condition that you would not be allowed to have sex with her alone, and he said that he would never do it because he only loved me, and that we were each other’s first love, and that neither of us had ever had friends before we met.
My character is brash, because I was born and raised in Chongqing, maybe because I ate too much chili.
But my husband’s and my thoughts are out of our hands on the back end.
I actually saw her car come back in the afternoon, and I couldn’t help but feel a pang in my heart.
What didn’t want to come it did.
Now that it’s started I’ll continue to be my good self, I went to check on her and asked her why she came back and she said it was too far to drive and she felt like it was hard and didn’t want to go.
I can’t help but lie in the middle of small talk, said to her you know my husband like you? But why am I not angry, you know what in fact our marriage has long existed in name only, there has been no love, just for the sake of the identity and each other have to take care of the life together.
Don’t be afraid, I actually have someone else in mind, you should go after your own favorite person yourself.
In fact, she also told me some of her own things, her husband is her teacher, in his encouragement before she continued to graduate school abroad, he is still in the country do not want to come, they are not officially married at all, that marriage certificate is in order to let him go abroad to see her, her husband himself in the country to find someone fake do.
I realized that in fact she is a free person, because her MASTER tutor in China is her husband’s former class teacher in the university, his husband helped her to be guaranteed to go to graduate school, and later on it was also her tutor who was sent abroad by the government.
Maybe she doesn’t love her husband at all, but just has nothing to offer in return for her love.
Asked about her sex life and she said it was rare, they used to be split about 4 or 5 hours away when they were in the country and she rarely went back.
This time her husband has been here for about a month or so they have only had sex 2 times.
People think it’s a little weird that she and her husband haven’t seen each other in over 1 year only 2 times, that’s too little.
I asked her if she liked my husband and she nodded.
I said wait for me, I’ll call my husband to come over and talk together.
My husband came over and I said I’ll go make dinner first while you guys talk.
I excused myself and left the two of them.
My psyche is dripping blood and I have to hold it together.
They stayed for about an hour and I couldn’t get anything done in that time.
My head was a blank, my heart was in great turmoil, and I wished they’d hurry up and come over and not be left alone in the room.
I had the urge to go to her door and eavesdrop, and to pry my way in, but I resisted.
My husband alone came back first, full of cheerfulness, his face flushed and his eyebrows raised.
I held back my anger and asked Didn’t you promise me you wouldn’t have sex with her alone? Did you guys do it yet? My husband washed his hands and hugged me and said wife I promised you I wouldn’t have sex, we just touched and kissed and there was an honest confession she gave me a blow job.
I was so angry that I stood up at once, you, you, you, in fact, I couldn’t even find the right words to say.
My husband pulled me tenderly and said, “Honey, thank you for giving me a different feeling, really I feel like going back to the kind of heartbeat of the first time I made love with you, it’s very stimulating and exciting.
It’s all because of what you brought me. I can’t forget you for the rest of my life. I’ll love you till the day I die.
Poor woman, she loses her mind when she’s sweet-talked. Go ahead and cook. Tell her to come over and eat with us.
Hubby walked off to get her without hesitation, leaving me, the fool, to get on with the cooking.
She’ll be in the shower after dinner and my husband told me a secret.
The days before Thanksgiving when I was at work, she had already sucked him off in secret, and my husband is a clean freak, that much I know, and he would never do that for her.
Also my husband hates body hair and thinks it’s dirty, and they’ve bathed together, so he helped her shave all of it clean one afternoon.
But still, to emphasize the point, there was no sex.
I believe it.
In fact, I’m so confused about myself that to this day I don’t even understand what I’m doing.
You may not think it’s possible for such a thing to happen, but it did occur in my life, so scroll down.
After coming over for dinner, everyone should know what’s supposed to happen, it’s the first time they’ve actually had sex.
It wasn’t long, but it was intense.
I remained quiet on the sidelines, not really able to see anything in the dark, only feel.
The men all drifted off to sleep when they were done, I didn’t sleep all night and neither did she, I watched her tuck him in in the middle of the night and kiss his face gently.
We slept like that for 3 people for the night, in fact the only one who slept was the only one who slept.
Who can relate to her and I. I am disappointed and sad, she is happily content.
My husband woke up at 5am as well, and we all got up and went to the bathroom, then rinsed our mouths to get rid of our breath, and then came back to bed.
My husband was the last to go to the wash and when he did, I asked her how she felt and she said comfortable.
We started to relax more, we all got to know each other well enough to talk and laugh.
While I was in the bathroom, I secretly dialed up the air conditioner It was getting light and they were a little covered up as the temperature started to rise.
I secretly wrote the same word over and over again on my husband’s back with my finger to remind him to keep having sex.
He was actually holding her the whole time, his back to mine, and I gently kissed my husband’s back to tickle him.
He couldn’t help it, his hands began to be dishonest, she began to react fiercely, hiding in my husband’s arms and kissing my husband’s that came, I could see it hazily, after all, I was still too embarrassed to sit up and look, it was not very bright, I only didn’t move to let them get a moment’s peace and quiet.
But my husband couldn’t help himself and got on top of her again.
Together, the covers were around his waist, and all I could see were her breasts, small and firm.
There was an urge to touch hers, but I still didn’t dare.
After we finished we were all tired and woke up at noon.
We just repeated the above this long weekend and I didn’t really see much east.
She’s pretty self-conscious about it, and they make lunch and eat it together when I’m at work, then go to work.
I went home at night and she was basically gone, and by the way I forgot to tell you that we were actually the ones who took her grocery shopping when she first got here, but nothing happened very, usual.
She bought a car 4 months later and then a friend of mine whose 2 kids needed Chinese lessons and I didn’t have the time introduced her and she has been teaching them for almost a year now.
She used to go to class on the weekends, but after having a relationship like this, she changed her schedule and went on weekdays and took weekends off.
So she came home late in the evening, and we basically went to bed first.
But I can’t make out with my husband anymore, and he doesn’t touch me much, he just still cuddles me to sleep.
I’ve asked him how he feels, and he thinks he’s the happiest complacent person in the world because his heart is unburdened, and I know all about it and still acquiesce to him doing things like that.
But the guilt is still there. After all, we still have feelings.
He really said he was grateful to me for allowing him to experience a completely different process and still continue his vows.
But my heart has slowly started to shadow a bit, and I was upset watching him ENJOY it, but we had to show it.
I guess what attracted her to my husband is the same thing I feel, he’s smart and brilliant.
He was the youngest in his family, his brother was a renowned doctor, his sister and brother-in-law studied engineering and were both professors now.
My brother-in-law runs his own business and is extremely well off financially.
My husband’s father was persecuted during the Cultural Revolution and died near the end.
But it was vindicated, and if my father-in-law hadn’t been persecuted (he died at the age of 33), he would already be a governor.
He was personally upwardly mobile, and also homophonic, with a good hand on the guitar, the best harmonica, and a touching blow on anything he could sing.
He’s always giving us a show when he’s not doing anything, and that’s the aspect he’s proud of, I guess.
So I see she’s growing fond of him, and I’m getting a little scared.
My mother-in-law came to the U.S. about 3 weeks after Thanksgiving, and for the past 3 weeks, I wasn’t actually home during the day, so I don’t know what they did, but I still believe my husband’s vow to never have sex with her alone.
She enjoys it too, buying groceries and cooking them for my husband.
My husband is the worst cook, everything else is fine.
We all live together in peace, except that we have sex together mostly at night, and I can’t see it clearly, and I wouldn’t join in anyway, I stick to my principles.
When my mother-in-law came, it brought a lot of inconvenience, but I told my mother-in-law, this girl is here alone, everyone knows the United States is very lonely, we no longer school, there are not many Chinese at all.
So we cooked together, and my mother-in-law, who is a nice person anyway, didn’t say anything, and lunch was made for the two of them instead, and I wasn’t home for lunch.
But I’ll make dinner and there’ll be 4 of us.
My mother-in-law didn’t see the point.
This doesn’t make it very convenient to come to our house on the weekends, but she does sneak in and leave very early in the morning, and my mother-in-law gets up at 5:00 a.m. early.
During this time, I know they had one fight between them.
The reason is that before, we only had one car and at the start of ’06 my husband needed to commute to another city for work, which was less than a 2 hour drive.
So after my mother-in-law arrived the 4 of us went to the dealership together to look at the car and we had her stay with my mother-in-law while my husband and I so we could haggle with the DEALER and so on.
There was a day’s delay there, most of which was spent with my husband and I looking at the car while she stayed with my mother-in-law.
The price wasn’t proper, and in the end it just so happened that a friend of mine was selling a used car and we felt good about giving up the new one.
She didn’t show it when she came back that day, which was the 6th of the week.The next day, she didn’t come over at noon, and in the afternoon my husband went to her office to see her.
My husband later told me that she felt like an outsider, didn’t fully enter my husband’s life, didn’t discuss the purchase of the car with her, found it uninteresting, and wanted to break up.
I don’t want to pry into exactly what they said, but she came over for dinner again tonight anyway.
At Christmas time, her friend’s family came to visit her.
Over more rarely, but one of those days I went to work and my husband took my mother-in-law and her and her friend’s family to the park.
She was happy without me that day.
But I know from my husband’s mouth that her friends have seen that she has a problem with my husband and that her eyes are not right.
She didn’t object and admitted to just liking it.
Her friend, also cheated on her, this woman and her husband were in the same class, but she is more bullish than her husband, she is also a public official, she has her own subjects and helps her husband with his studies.
When she was in the country, she was already with a married man, but the man divorced for her and gave her 300,000 dollars in personal money.
But she didn’t divorce for the sake of her children’s relationship, but never has sex with her husband anymore, I don’t know how her husband feels about it, and came to the US anyway, it’s not easy for them to continue to maintain the family without love.
Before the new year, her friend left.
We went to watch the New Year’s Eve fireworks together, and while waiting for the fireworks, she told my husband that it was New Year’s Eve and that she was going to spend the evening with him.
When I got home my husband started to sit up and lay in bed tossing and turning, I actually didn’t want him to go, I wanted to be alone with him, we hadn’t had sex in a long time, and I felt like he was clean for a week, and in my heart I wanted to and didn’t want to.
But the way I looked at him, he wasn’t interested in me at all.
It’s so hard to sleep I might as well make it happen, I said let’s go to his room together then, it’s inconvenient for her to come, and anyway, mom knows we’re sleeping in tomorrow, she’ll go out and wander around on her own, and we’ll sneak home again.
My husband totally agrees with me.
We knocked on the door and she opened it.
Once inside, she was a little uncomfortable, but quickly adjusted.
Because she only had one large quilt and the bed was small, FULLSIZE.
I got myself into bed and lay down first, they sat next to me, a little uncomfortable, and I said come on up, it’s late at night.
Slowly they came up too.
It’s just that it’s a bit more formal due to the fact that everyone is embarrassed by covering one quilt.
An inexplicable thought welled up in me.
It was still hot with 3 people under the same blanket, so I said take off your pajamas, I like to sleep naked.
With that said, I stripped myself clean.
They didn’t budge and I got a little upset and said it’s not like we’re doing anything, it’s just so hot and it’s not fair that you guys don’t take it off, and I didn’t want to anymore, and my husband had to take it off and so did she.
A friend just said that my husband wouldn’t let her be sad and wouldn’t touch me at all, which I didn’t understand at the time.
Now that I know, I have never had sex with my husband in front of her to this day, behind her back.
The flirting went on for a long time and my husband kept touching her, above and below.
I can feel my husband’s hand moving.
My husband was already getting her high with his hands, and I still kept writing words on my husband’s back that only we could understand, meaning to get him on anyway.
I already have the desire to see them perform.
Finally inside, they were moaning happily, and I wanted to get a better look, so I turned on the bedside lamp.
They were a little uncomfortable, but slowly the pleasure had numbed them.
I saw it for what it was, and I got a thrill out of it myself, real quick.
In fact, I kind of couldn’t help myself, I turned on my side and kissed her neck with my mouth, she didn’t resist and responded softly, I got bolder and slid my hands gently to her breasts, she shivered for a moment.
The reflections got even more intense, and I felt like my husband was going crazy with excitement and 2 women were keeping him company.
My husband looked down and kissed me on the face, and I scattered in a bit of denial.
But I let go even more and I started kissing her breasts with my mouth.
We both had orgasms that night.
This way the following days are more natural for everyone.
My husband went to work in another city and only came back on the weekends, and my mother-in-law got up too early for me to spend time with her.
My husband commissioned her to spend more time with my mother-in-law, and in the morning she got up at 6:00 a.m. and walked my mother-in-law, which was great.
On the weekends I get up and get up early with my husband she gets to rest, haven’t had sex with her in 2 weeks, mainly because I don’t have the time and my husband wants to spend more time with his mom.
Because his mom doesn’t live here much, only 3 months, and besides he has to work.
I know they’ve been in touch by phone and msn.
Starting to get a little jealous of them, really, by this point I don’t want to play anymore.
I tried talking to my husband about it and he said she could still relieve my mom during the day when she leaves to come.
I said I could accompany myself.
I was determined I would get up early and walk my mother-in-law.
My mother-in-law was actually very happy to have me with her.
The girl was a lot less painful, and basically said very little along the way.
We all made an appointment and left the house at 6:00 pm.
But one day I slept a little more, 5 minutes I think, and they had left, I chased them out the door, but they went the opposite direction this time, I was so disappointed, I had no choice.
When my mother-in-law came back, I kind of couldn’t help myself, I asked about why she didn’t wait for me or call me, she told that the girl said that I had a hard time going to work and told me to get more sleep, then I said why did you guys go different ways, my mother-in-law said that the girl suggested it.
I got a little disgruntled and I started complaining to my husband, who put in a good word for her, so I softened my heart and let it go.
This is the wrong place to start.
Hubby still says the same thing, loves me alone, will never change his mind, it’s just lust with her.
I’m relieved.
My mother-in-law actually asked me about it during that time, and she thought the girl looked at my husband in a wrong, obsessive way.
I laughed it off.
I love my husband and he actually told me all about it generally a little bit as well, this girl loved sucking my husband’s cock, deeply appreciated by my husband, better than me, I kind of didn’t like that one.
He also told me that her appearance could not be compared to Pan Jinlian but she was much sluttier, she was very sensual and could reach orgasm when she touched her breasts.
He also likes to eat semen and doesn’t find it disgusting at all, in fact my husband finds that look a bit gross himself, but he doesn’t reject it.
I can’t do that at all. He thinks she’s a stunner, but only maintains a sexual relationship.
I saw how honest he was and my heart relaxed, I just demanded that I wanted to see her perform, which my husband agreed to.
I was looking for an opportunity to be able to see more truly.
My mother-in-law has started to dislike the girl because whenever she and my husband have an argument once, she doesn’t come over and my husband goes and calls her half the time before she comes over.
My dissatisfaction also flow more, my mother-in-law every time do not want my husband to go to call her, but my husband still went, my mother-in-law repeatedly asked me, in the end, what is their relationship, I said the main thing is that only 3 Chinese people live here, each other to take care of don’t think too much.
My mother-in-law also warned me not to lead the wolf into the house, when in fact I know the root of the problem best myself.
My mother-in-law said she didn’t like her coming to our house anymore because her own son in law are she didn’t even cook for us, but also did it every day at noon for her to do.
I don’t know if the old man said it to me on purpose or if he meant it, but I got a kick out of it anyway.
My mother-in-law also implied that she looked out of her old age and definitely agreed that a first marriage was best because she didn’t remarry after my father-in-law died when she was 32.
Don’t like divorced women, feel uncomfortable.
Very like me, thoughtful and attentive.
Not going to describe my attentiveness any better.
Let’s get back to the point, I have a lot of concerns about my husband living alone for 4 nights near where he works, but my mother-in-law is home and I can’t go.
Her chance came when she made soup and food homeschooling was off the table for my husband.
Luckily we had been hanging out on the phone’s at night, and I knew all about her arrival, but she didn’t know herself.
It was more of a reflection of my husband’s vows and made me believe even more that it was a game, I knew all of their conversations, etc., and my husband put the phone in his pocket and didn’t have sex.
All this superficiality still confuses me a bit, and I really thought my husband loved only me, but I completely missed the fact that they are human beings with feelings too.
Then this girl drove 2 hours to deliver the food stayed an hour and came back without staying overnight.
The time on the road was 4 hours and I was really impressed and slightly touched by her.
But I don’t know a word of the sweetness of my husband and her online TALK.
Or my husband coaxed her so well that she liked him more.
I actually have a little bit of joy in the fact that there is a woman who likes her husband which means he’s good, and again, people say I’m perverted, but really it’s just me.
There’s also the feeling that I have the upper hand, a bit of a competition for favor, because I feel that my husband’s heart is with me.
The fact that he still has me in his heart is just that it’s not all there anymore and I haven’t realized it yet.
Confused to March, my mother-in-law left, before leaving also gave me a wake-up call, told me to move and do not let that woman to my home, she was still afraid that something happened, but there is something wrong, already can not play a role.
The next crazy day came.
Granny is gone and more open.
I basically stayed in bed until noon on the weekend, and really I basically didn’t have sex with my husband, so he could keep his strength.
She gets to the HIGH point easily, but the man has an old desire to conquer, to do her to the realm of the soul.
Hubby also told me on the phone that he would love to do her to death one day.
Let’s have some additives, went to the drugstore and looked at the meds, again a little embarrassed and not too scared to use them.
Then let’s drink, we bought a bottle of high vodka 2 pounds, beforehand I told my husband you do not drink yourself, I drink with her, I want to get drunk with her.
We came to the wine, I don’t know if it was just a screaming match with me, but she really drank a big glass with me, we were drinking for real, we didn’t let my husband drink.
I’m a pretty good drinker, she’s not, and that’s when she spoke the truth, you guys are playing games with me, let’s see which one of us can afford to play.
I’m a little slow on the uptake, but I remember exactly what she said.
She complimented me on my beauty and said that her bosses say I’m beautiful and can’t compete with me themselves, but said that I gave up my husband on my own because she slept with my husband after I said I didn’t love him anymore and was having an affair.
Said that knowing that he had another marriage of his own he would work it out in due time.
There are also your years of relationship, and I know there are other reasons why you won’t get divorced for a while.
But I don’t think about later.
All I can say is to continue my lie, because it’s already started and there’s no taking it back.
Hubby was on the sidelines, watching us with all the happiness and tenderness in his eyes.
After drinking a little over a pound, she was completely out of it.
All mixed up and soft, her husband picked her up and went to his room.
I stood up and followed in, I actually wanted to check it out.
I went to undress her and my husband wouldn’t let me.
Just holding her, I favored it and went to force it off, and just at that moment she called out my name and said, give me a tub she wants to throw up.
I sobered up most of the wine when I heard it, and I felt so dirty.
I flew off to get one in and she threw up.
My husband held her waist from behind and complained to me that why did you get her drunk and I was so aggravated that I actually drank as much as she did.
I’m just holding on for dear life, I’m a little sad that he doesn’t care a bit about my mood.
But I had sense and I went and dumped her vomit, and this went back and forth a few times.
I thought she wasn’t going to throw up, so I told my husband to go give her a bath and go to bed.
She kept telling me she was sorry, getting drunk, and screaming my husband’s name and saying she loved him.
I’m speechless.
When hubby gave her a bath she threw up again and it looked like she was going to have to sleep tonight.
I watched her fall asleep and asked about my husband saying did you like her or you were so defensive of her.
He answered dryly no.
I said that since she understands that we are playing games and drinking, let’s play for real, I want a camera and I want pictures.
He said I’d give her the word tomorrow.
The next day, she woke up and we were still in bed, but it was hilarious.
We made sure to wash up before coming back to bed again, they had expectations and I didn’t like the dirty air.
In fact, they started flirting again, ignoring me next to me, and I knew in my heart what I was going to do.
So I touch my husband on the back and he understands what I want to do.
So he asked me to get the DVand camera while she was getting comfortable.
Of course I went quickly, and she didn’t seem to object.
I wasn’t prepared for that and had to install batteries.
I was in a hurry, my hands were so busy I couldn’t set it right.
My husband actually has a heart, he stays hyper and has to deal with her, it’s not easy for a man.
I started videotaping up, a live erotic movie.
I photographed them carefully, they were very cooperative, changing different poses, and she was very happy.
Really I was worried about her when I saw that she was a little dizzy.
I laughed to myself later when I watched the tape because there was always me talking in the middle, don’t cum, don’t cum.
And I had a camera in one hand and a video camera in the other and it all came out brilliantly, I won’t go into details for fear of being too erotic, I’ll slowly add it to my blog when I have time.
Also she really didn’t mind that it was dirty at all, and in between she could peel it out and kiss it and move on.
My husband ended up putting it in his mouth and she actually ate it.
I can’t do it. I really hate being dirty. I’m ashamed of myself.
None of you could have predicted what happened after that, so take your time and watch.
I’m slowly starting to understand my role and want to be a little afraid that it won’t be easy to clean up in the long run.
Plus some other reasons, we’re planning to move at the end of April, but it’s not far, 30 minutes from where we live now.
I’m feeling the crisis too, he’s already touched by the girl’s constant visits, plus my husband knows I don’t like her going to his place all the time.
So I suggested it was time to chill out, the game had been going on for a couple of months and my husband looked at it and felt it was a bit of a neglect of my feelings and also felt it was time to put it away, promising I’d talk to her about it but give it some time.
I agreed. Let him handle it.
In the meantime, I have sneaked on my husband’s mailbox to check the letter, msn can not see, the letter is still available.
Maybe my husband thinks that it’s not too much to handle.
He didn’t know from which place on the internet he found the girl and her husband married her a few years ago and split the house, all this my husband didn’t know, she kept it from my husband.
Because we believed her, what she told was that her husband himself had gotten an acquaintance to do it before he had to come to the U.S. last year, when in fact they had been married for a long time.
We really thought it was fake.
My husband was angry and had a small blow to him, he thought he had conquered her long ago not realizing she still had reservations.
She began to cry and said, in fact, that is also false, that time in order to share the house, her husband’s former students in the county to find someone to do it, the 2 of them did not go, do you believe it? Anyway, my husband and I still don’t believe it.
My husband asked her if she was happy with my husband. She said that my husband gave her a feeling she had never felt before and that she was content.
Asked her what she thought of me, and she said I’d been very good to her, brought her to a whole new experience, and appreciated it.
She hasn’t been kind of passionate without me.
Just don’t hate me. I feel good.
I’m actually very nice to her, we buy groceries together regardless, but mostly I cook for both of them.
Doing that I still don’t think it’s easy for me, I haven’t yo eaten what she cooks for me.
The other thing my husband had against her was that she started badmouthing me behind my back, and my husband was still on my side at that point anyway.
He can’t allow her to defy me.
Actually, she’s kind of stupid, doesn’t she completely dismiss my husband’s past by saying I’m bad, which of course doesn’t make anyone happy.
She also said she liked my husband from the first moment she met him, she just couldn’t express it.
I don’t believe this crap and neither does my husband.
But it’s very flattering and charming.
Also, she told my husband that the first time her husband had sex with her it happened after he seduced her.
She was still in undergrad at the time and he was over 7 years older than her, a teacher, and had been pursuing her.
Before her, her husband had committed suicide for one of her daughters.
One day, under the pretext that he misses his recently deceased mother, he asked her to drink with her, not wanting her to get drunk herself, confused, and then left to study or else go home to the country.
My husband asked her, so do you hate him, and she said no herself, and said that if she and her husband split up, she felt that her husband was her forever.
If she breaks up with my husband, she will hate him for the rest of her life.
My husband was furious when he told me, man oh poor man.
My husband had thought about breaking up with her, but – so for the next month they were fighting, and I actually realize now that my husband wasn’t trying to break up with her, he was jealous.
It was so stupid at the time.
Moved at the end of April and she has come to deliver.
I have them alone to say goodbye.
She was actually sad to see us move away, a little sad.
It was hard for me to watch her too.
Ask her to come and play, I don’t know exactly how she and my husband are doing, I can’t watch my husband every day, and he still comes home on the weekends.
But I’m positive that they didn’t have sex behind my back.
For one thing, it’s too far away and she has a homeschooler, and also my husband’s place isn’t very convenient, and I’ve been talking to him on the phone at night.
It’s been a quiet weekend and I’m actually getting a little tired of this, not having a proper weekend.
Hubby told me he’s been trying to break up with her and give it more time.
Tolerance is a virtue and I need it.
The following week on the 2nd night she finished her tutoring and said she wanted to come and see me, I wouldn’t let her, I said it was too late and I had to work tomorrow.
But she was already at the door.
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