Stories of sexual experiences between couples, climaxing by playing cheating games with their husbands

Husband and wife sexual life: Mr. is the Vice President of a real estate company, and I manage a hotel with nearly a hundred employees. A few years ago, due to the high pressure of work, when we were together, I often couldn't fully devote myself, and the teacher often felt uncomfortable. After several awkward moments, with the passage of time, the function of the human body has deteriorated, and the affairs of the couple may not be comparable to before. They intentionally downplay this matter and focus on their career. Later, in order not to affect the other party's rest, we only lived in separate rooms. Now that our career is stable and our children have been admitted to university, we can also take time to visit the famous mountains and rivers of our country. How many people envy our seemingly perfect family as outsiders, but I always feel that there is a lack of beauty and beauty in life.

Mountains and rivers are heavy, there is no road, and willows are hidden and flowers are shining in another village. I thought the journey of life was already halfway through, and sex was like childhood games forgotten from the bottom of my heart. Unexpectedly, I accidentally opened the winding and secluded door, through which I saw another charming scenery. The almost extinct desire was suddenly activated, and since then, my teacher and I have always deliberately arranged to go out for activities, sometimes taking the same car, sometimes driving from different routes to different places. In this way, we left traces of cheating at the bottom of the cave on the mountaintop, by the lakeside and riverbank, and even in the dense jungle

In the formulaic life of couples over the past few decades, we relied on our original instincts and imagination, believing in horses from the reins in the dark, shyly speaking about sex, until sex

The candlelight swayed, and the air was filled with the intoxicating aroma of wine. Mozart's Serenade was a song with a warm vein. The teacher and I frequently raised glasses to celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary and my 45th birthday. Without the hustle and bustle of guests, without any melodies, this quiet warmth and romance guarded by two people are my dream life. I sincerely thank the teacher for preparing this candlelight dinner for us.

At night, we were already very affectionate and our car entered the courtyard. The teacher refused to get off the car and also refused to let me go. Under the lamp, his eyes were shining with scorching light, and his arms looked very powerful. Come on, the nanny is watching us. I want to push him away. The old couple are both old, what are they afraid of? The teacher didn't give in at all, but his movements became even more intense. I felt that my body would be melted by his enthusiasm, so I had to whisper, 'What are you doing? Go to the room.'. The teacher immediately stopped me with his lips. Qingmei, listen to me today, right here! The teacher was drunk, as if he were an innocent and stubborn child. I was deeply touched by him, and suddenly felt a long lost warmth and emotion in my heart.

In the spacious car of Passat, we were full of enthusiasm and endless entanglement. Through the glass window, we saw the moon hiding in the clouds with fun, a few stars blinking shyly, the cool breeze gently kissing our skin, and insects singing for us. In this strange realm, I felt unprecedented comfort and satisfaction. After work, we lay down in our seats to rest. The teacher suddenly smiled and said, 'Wives are not as good as concubines, concubines are not as good as stealing.'. The smell of cheating is still not interesting. Ah, who do you think I am? Hit you bad man! I pretended to lift my palm and leaned over his forehead to kiss.