"What do you want?" I pretended not to understand.
"Don't be annoying—of course I want you to do me," she murmured, her desire already ignited as she gently nibbled my earlobe.
It wasn't just my wife who was aroused by the floral scent—I had long been stirred to the point of desperation. Now, with her teasing me like this, my blood surged, and I pushed her down without another word, sealing her lips with mine.
As we kissed passionately, we frantically tore at each other's clothes.
Being an old married couple, we knew the routine well. In no time, we were completely bare before each other.
I trailed kisses from her neck down to her shoulders, stopping only when I reached her full, firm breasts.
Without hesitation, I took one of her cherry-red, enticing nipples into my mouth, gently sucking while flicking it with my tongue. At the same time, I cupped her other breast, kneading it slowly.
My wife wrapped her arms around my neck, eyes closed, savoring the pleasure I was giving her. Soft, uncontrollable moans already escaped her throat.
I didn't linger too long on her soft, fragrant breasts, because I knew that wasn't where she was most sensitive.
I slid my hand down to her entrance, which was already drenched and slick with arousal. I knew it was crying out for my attention.
Without further delay, I abandoned her tender peaks and continued kissing downward until I reached between her legs.
She needed no prompting—as soon as I moved lower, she lifted her legs and spread them wide, holding her thighs apart with her hands.
I adjusted my position, settling between her legs, and asked with a grin, "Do you want it?"
She glanced down at me with a pout, panting heavily, "Stop teasing, you naughty husband. Hurry up and lick me—it's so itchy down there."
I chuckled and immediately lowered my head to kiss my wife's private parts. Almost at the same time, I extended my tongue, accurately finding her clitoris and gently teasing it with the tip of my tongue.
Almost simultaneously, my wife's moans followed.
"Oh... husband, it feels so good, mmm..."
Her voice was very soft, and I could clearly sense her restraint, especially since Liao Wen was in the next room, and the soundproofing in our house wasn't great.
I worked diligently on my wife's private parts, using almost all my skills. Eventually, I even slid my tongue into her pussy, moving it back and forth until I finally pushed her to the brink of losing control. She occasionally let out a few louder moans but quickly reined herself in, eventually covering her mouth with her own hand.
This restraint in the midst of passion only heightened her arousal, as the fluids from her private parts noticeably increased.
"I can't take it anymore, husband... mmm... I can't stand it... come on... I want..." My wife finally reached the edge of collapse under my teasing and began urging me repeatedly.
I sat up, wiped the saliva from the corner of my mouth, and panted with a smile, "You can have it, but we can't just enjoy ourselves alone. There's a lonely young man next door who's probably going crazy hearing your moans. What do you think we should do?"
My words stunned my wife. She stared at me blankly for a moment before sitting up and asking, "What are you trying to do?"
"Didn't you notice anything strange about the panties you left in the bathroom last night?" I asked with a grin.
Her eyes widened as she looked at me in shock. "I... I thought it was because I refused you last night, and you couldn't help but... use my panties to... you know."
"How could that be? We've been married for over six years. When have I ever used your panties to take care of myself?" I laughed.
"So, you mean it was... it was..." My wife's face flushed bright red, and she seemed flustered and at a loss for words.
Amused by her reaction, I sat beside her, wrapped my arms around her, and said, "It must have been Liao Wen. Think about it—he's never had a girlfriend before, so he's probably still a virgin. He must be full of pent-up energy, and you're his dream goddess. It's only natural he couldn't resist when he saw your panties."
"Stop it, that's so embarrassing," my wife said, covering her face with her hands.
"Guess who he was thinking about when he used your panties to pleasure himself last night? I bet it was the owner of those panties," I chuckled.
My wife suddenly sat up straight and glared at me. "What exactly are you trying to say?"
"Why don't you go help him out? You have feelings for Liao Wen too, don't you? How can you bear to let him use your panties to take care of himself again tonight?" I dropped the pretense and directly stated my idea.
My wife stared at me in disbelief, anger flashing in her eyes. "Absolutely not. I made it very clear to you yesterday—I will never be alone with another man."
"I'm not asking you to have sex with him. Just go help him out—with your mouth, your hands, whatever—just let him release some tension," I quickly explained. This wasn't my original plan, but given my wife's reaction, I had to take a step back and proceed slowly.
My wife stared at me for a long time before letting out a helpless sigh. "Liao Fan, I've really spoiled you rotten. You're getting more and more outrageous. Do you want every man in the world to have their way with your wife before you're happy?"
Seeing her anger, I quickly pulled her into my arms again. "How could that be? I just thought you liked Liao Wen too, and it's not like I'm asking you to actually do anything with him. Besides, he's had a crush on you for so long. The fact that he hasn't found someone might have a lot to do with you. Helping him out a little isn't too much to ask."
My wife nestled in my arms without saying a word for a long time. After a while, she reached out and began gently stroking my cock, her breathing gradually growing heavier again.
Seeing that she hadn't outright refused, I felt hopeful and quickly moved her hand away from my cock, chuckling. "If you want it tonight, go help Liao Wen out. Otherwise, take care of yourself and see how it feels to suffer from loneliness."
My wife sat up, looking at me with a complicated expression, and said softly, "My sister-in-law was right—you really are a scoundrel."
With that, she got out of bed and started putting on her clothes.
"What are you doing?" I asked urgently.
She gave me a cold glance. "You brought back all those aphrodisiac flowers today and made me drink two large glasses of red wine. Wasn't it all to get me so worked up that I'd agree to your perverted request? Congratulations, you succeeded. Your wife really can't take it anymore. But let me tell you, this is the last time I'll indulge your whims. Don't even think about it again."
Realizing she had agreed, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. "Then why are you getting dressed? Just go over like this."
She threw her nightgown at me angrily. "Liao Fan, don't push it too far. Otherwise, I'd rather suffer tonight than go over there."
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