wife and my secrets

An unforgettable experience

I waited quietly for my wife's reply, nervous and scared like a student waiting for the exam paper to be announced.

Thinking of her answer, my wife took one look at me and then, like a child who has done something wrong, dared not look at me again.Buried his head in my chest, looked out the window says "the first to accept his invitation, just want to gas gas you, revenge of the Chloe. But as he is dancing around me, him as a magnetic force, and constantly send out a halo, let me move not to open the line of sight, slowly intoxicated. At that time, I don't want to, I know it is wrong, also kept telling myself, I am married, can be completely useless, cannot extricate oneself to sink in, eventually lost in his world."

She thought while saying, my heart sank a little bit, like the teacher announced the good grades of the students, there is no me, began to announce the failing students in general.I hesitated to ask the question, because I wanted to hear her answer, but I was afraid it would disappoint me.

I was silent for a few seconds. Finally, summoning courage, I asked gingerly, "Are you in love with him?"

"Love?"She looked at me blankly and murmured, then shook her head and said, "No, that doesn't feel like love. It just feels like he's so attractive, like one of those stars who can only exist in the spirit world."

Although this answer, let me have a trace of reluctance and jealousy, but also a sigh of relief, at least not too bad.But once think of her heart, occasionally fantasy other men, my heart and blocked panic.This is a question that men can never solve, just as women can never stop men from peeking at other women. Besides, it is true that I occasionally have the wonderful posture of Chloe.

'What are you thinking? You can't really think I'm in love with him!''she said suddenly.

I returned to god, was said in the idea, panic way: "ah! No, no."

She how can not hear my lack of confidence of voice, smile: "still say no, but you jealous of the appearance is pretty lovely, I began to like you jealous for me."

"Who is jealous? Don't talk nonsense."I still mouth hard, man is such, in front of the woman, for face also die support.

"Fool, HOW could I love anyone else, and I will love you forever!"She climbed on top of me, took me on the cheek and kissed me.

It is not only women who are emotional, men are also very easy to be emotional, but usually they hide it deeply. Most of the time, just a little touch can make them happy in their heart.If you know how to bring out his emotional side, it's easy to capture his heart. At least I do.

What she did tonight not only changed the past, but it changed what I knew.I instantly add by her lead desire, I let her lead in the above, I silently enjoy, gently respond.

We cuddled up and continued the rippling scene.I became discontented and demanding, she opened up and cooperated enthusiastically, and we made wild love as if there was no tomorrow after tonight.

At last I felt my body drift, as if it were a boat that could not reach shore.Her spirit, too, was wandering about, into fairyland.Panting, she forgot her pride and her modesty, and cried aloud.I also became bold dare to rush, there is a stock does not hit the south wall will never look back posture.Gun rain crisscross, you come and go, keep playing a wonderful melody.

This night, we almost stayed up all night, forget how long the love, how many times, anyway, as long as the recovery, on the horse to fight again.

Until the sky is bright, just hug tightly, sink to sleep.

I do not know whether it is too tired at night, or too much consumption, when I wake up, is the next day afternoon.

In a daze, I wanted to embrace my wife and change positions. I found my arms empty and opened my eyes. There was no sign of her on the bed.

He got up hastily and saw her standing at the window in her underwear, her arms folded, as if she was thinking of something.The afterglow of the setting sun dropped in from the window, covering her like a golden veil.

I couldn't see the outline, but her long straight legs, smooth back and long hair cascading down her back were enough to catch my eye.Now she was like a blessed angel.

The sheets and comforter were wet and we dropped them on the floor. I gently got out of bed, took her nightgown off the hanger, and slipped it over her from behind.

She seemed surprised, but not wanting to spoil the peace, she smiled and said nothing.

I embrace her from behind, head on her shoulder, gently kissed her cheek, she smiled and pushed away my face, delicate Chen stare at me.

I hugged her and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

'Nothing!"She whispered back.

"Really nothing? I just don't believe, see you think of very absorbed appearance."I slid my hands into her bra and kneaded the little devils.

"Hungry! I'll make you something to eat."She smiled and turned away from me.

Don't say ok, say also really hungry, fast a day did not eat, I nodded, did not ask.

After two steps, she blushed and said, "Go take a shower. I smell so heavy!"

I looked at the hair under the body was stuck to the smell, smell the body, really heavy SAO smell, deliberately joking said "what is the smell? Is not you left! This is the smell of our love.

"Get out!" she spat. "It's your smell. Wash it before you eat, or you won't eat!"

"Yes, my lady."I said with a smile.

Smiling, she closed the door and went out. I found my pajamas and went into the bathroom.

I've never been as crazy as I was last night. I mean, the pain in my back, it did seem too much, and she was walking a little unnatural.I turned on the water to wash myself. There were deep teeth marks on my shoulder where I had been bitten. There was dried blood in the middle, and there were red scratches on my back and chest.

I didn't realize it at that time, but now IT looks like I was covered with wounds and a wave of grief and anger welled up in my heart. What is this? I almost became SM. Fortunately, I wasn't tied to the head of my bed by her, otherwise I would become a masochist.

Not long heard her call to eat, I haven't washed, speed up after the response.Not only is she a good cook, but she can always change the way I like to eat, which is also the point I love her very much.

Coming out of the bathroom, the meal was already on the table, with several courses on it, and she sat on the sofa watching TV.My appetite swelled with the smell, and I beckoned her to come and eat.

See her shambling appearance, I could not help laughing, know I was aware of her embarrassment, ashamed and indignant way: "smile what smile, is not you stem good thing, laughing is not allowed to eat.

"How can this be, this is not democratic, I am not like you!" I said, scooping up my pajamas.

Seeing the scratches all over my body, she seemed only now to realize, heartbroken: "I'm sorry, I..."

I interrupted her, put my arm around her and said, "It's okay! This is a sign of our love."

"Die! Don't talk nonsense."She disengaged herself from my arms.

I deliberately scowled, shook my head and said "Ah! Sad! Hurt, even a care of the people are not."

I knew I was faking it, but she still asked, "Does it hurt?"

The line in my mind was, duh, of course it hurts.Saying, "It's okay, it's all right!"Don't want her too self-reproach, rub her head to continue to say "eat quickly! I am hungry!"

After dinner, my wife took me out for a walk. My back was sore. I wanted to rest at home and watch TV, but she was in high spirits and could not bear to be disappointed.

Along the way, she was happy like a child, although walking is still a little unnatural, but also kept running and jumping, pulling me to see the east and west, as if everything has become beautiful, novel, but also dragged me to see a love movie.

I don't remember what it was, but it was a sadistic movie, and she was crying all the time, and I was in charge of handing out tissues.There was a cry in the theater, and all the men were like me, with bitter faces more tragic than the leading men in the movie. At this time, only the old woman selling paper towels was laughing happily.

When I saw the male and female protagonists being abused, my wife would ask me some strange questions against the plot, which made me feel very upset. At that time, the day seemed like a year, and I regretted agreeing to accompany her.

Fortunately, the movie ended happily, she smiled through tears, and I was also relieved and relieved.If this continues, I'm going to be a psycho before I finish the movie.

Out of the cinema, she was still immersed in the mood of the movie, from time to time mumble some baffling words, I can only imitate the hero to say some mushy words, pick a flower on the roadside to give her, accompany her to play romantic, create some atmosphere for her.At such times, she surprised me with her reaction, crying with joy in the crowd, hugging me and kissing me in the street.

I wanted her to open up, but it was just the two of us, never in public.I was a little embarrassed by the strange looks of the passers-by.She seems to live in her own world today, without my troubles, ignoring everyone, dragging me around until ten o 'clock home.

Last night was so intense, I wanted to go to bed early and recover.But she has been pestered me to ask for in bed, she rarely so active, do not live up to her spoiled tone, my desire fire was led out, and a war, tonight just a more gentle small-scale war, not so fierce last night.But it turned out to be the rare orgasm we had together, and if she hadn't had the foresight to put a towel under her body, there would have been no sheets to change.

This kind of harmonious s*x, surprised us, completely unexpected such rare stimulation, also can let us together in the clouds, which was never possible before, it seems that our spirit is more easily engaged in sex.It's exciting and scary at the same time, because we all know why.

The days that followed were filled with sunshine, s*x, and family harmony.I am also full of energy and inspiration at work. I have successfully completed several difficult cases, which satisfied my leaders. Moreover, my status in the company has been improved recently, which makes me feel the world is beautiful again and full of hope for life.

I thought I was back with my wife, that I was back in love.I forgot about Chloe, the mysterious and fascinating woman, and my wife forgot about Chloe's husband. We both forgot about the club, as if it was just a passing moment in our lives, gone forever.

But this delusion lasted only a month.