Picnic Affair

Tommy and I found a place to gather firewood, while the women were in charge of preparing the food.On the way, Tommy kept asking me about swapping wives, even describing how thrilling it would be, suggesting we can camp tonight and try inside the tent. He even proposed letting Benita do with me first before deciding whether to swap or not.

I thought Tommy was so sick inside, how come he could bear this, and he even wanted it to happen in front of him for his comfort.

"Enough, Tommy, that's the end of this topic, okay?"

I picked up a dry branch and stared at Tommy. His persistence disgusted me.

Seeing I wasn't interested, Tommy stopped talking.

When I returned, I saw my wife standing in front of the barbecue grill, answering the phone. I hesitated for a moment, then quietly approached.

I had planned to eavesdrop her, but she quickly hung up upon seeing me, looking very nervous.

Seeing her expression, I couldn't help but furrow my brow.

Who was she talking to just now?

Was she afraid I would overhear and hurriedly hang up?

"Helen, Can I borrow your phone for a moment?"

I wanted to see who she was talking to.

"Don't you have your own phone?"

"My phone seems to have no signal. Can I borrow yours?"

I noticed my wife frowning slightly, seeming reluctant to give me her phone. But seeing me staring at her, she eventually handed it over.

I took my wife's phone, opened the call log, intending to see who she was talking to, but the call log was empty, no one there.

My wife had deleted her call history.

This made me more suspicious; she must have been talking to her lover just now. Why else would she delete the call logs?

"Helen, why are all your call history gone?"

When I asked this, Lisa came over: "Helen, come help me."

My wife didn't answer me directly and just walked over, clearly avoiding my question.

I could almost be certain that she had been talking to her lover just now; otherwise, why would she delete the call logs?

"Helen, come here."

I called out to my wife.

She stopped in her tracks and turned around. "Honey, whatever it is, let's talk about it later. I'll go help Lan Jie over there."

"I'm asking you, why are all your call logs gone?"

My wife stood still for a moment, then her answer was that she accidentally hit the delete key and deleted all the call logs.

"Such a coincidence?"

"Believe it or not." My wife shrugged and turned back to smile at me. "Honey, I'll go help over there first."

Watching my wife's figure, my suspicion can't be more.

Who was she talking to just now? Why did she delete the call logs?

I lit a cigarette, and my wife was chatting and laughing with Lisa over there.

If my wife's name was really Tina, then I could try calling it out to see if she would react.

I put my wife's phone in my pocket and then walked towards her direction.

My wife was chatting and laughing with Lisa, looking quite ambiguous, especially when she stood beside Tommy, they did look like a couple.

It made me very uncomfortable.

Benita came up to me, her hand lightly brushing my shoulder. "John, do you want come with me to the little wood house and help me lift the spare charcoal?"

Without much thought, I followed Benita to the small wood house. As soon as we entered, Benita closed the door behind us and hugged me from behind, her hands actively touching my chest.

I turned around to push her away, but the wood house was narrow, and Benita's boobs was already pressed against me, gently rubbing against my chest, making me feel itchy inside.

Benita grabbed my hand and placed it on her boobs, squeezing it.

It felt so soft, so elastic.

After marriage, this was the first time I had such intimate contact with another woman.

"Do you want me?"

Benita's cheeks were slightly red, and she asked shyly.

Then she put my hand inside her clothes.

I really felt the warmth of Benita's body.

Slowly, she even knelt down, unzipped my pants, wanting to use her mouth...

I quickly pushed Benita away. My wife was outside, and besides, if I really did such a thing, it would be equivalent to agreeing to swap with Tommy.

I quickly pushed Benita away and told her that it was enough, do not to go too far.

Although I really wanted to continue with Benita, I couldn't accept the idea of swapping wives.I picked up the charcoal and opened the door of the wood house, walking out.

As I walked out of the small wood house, I saw my wife chatting and laughing with Lisa, holding the prepare food for barbecue in her hands.

I turned back and saw Benita looking at me with resentment in her eyes.

Thinking for a moment, I decided to call out "Tina" from behind my wife, to see her reaction.

But my plan failed because my wife was walking towards me.

"Honey, where's my phone?"

My wife straightforwardly asked for her phone.

"It's in my pocket. Who were you talking to just now?"

"A classmate of mine."

"A man?"

I asked casually.

My wife gave me an annoyed glance. "She, Ok?.Give me the phone quickly; I want to post on my ins story."

"It's in my pocket; you can take it yourself."

My wife walked over, reached into my pocket, took her phone, and without a word, walked towards Lisa. 

I looked carefully but didn't see any trace of Tommy.

Where did he go?

My wife sat there and started using her phone, seeming to be chatting with someone.

I put down the charcoal in my hand, preparing to see who my wife was chatting with.

My wife noticed me approaching and quickly put away her phone, seeming afraid I'd find out something.

I furrowed my brow. Who was she chatting with just now? Was it her lover? Her actions made me feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Lan and my wife went to light the fire, preparing to grill chicken legs.

"Honey, can you get me a few chicken legs?"

"Sure."

I replied and picked up some chicken legs, walking towards my wife from behind. "Tina!"

I deliberately called out, wanting to see her reaction, to see if she had an alias.

My wife's reaction surprised me greatly. She turned around as if to respond, but when she saw me, she appeared flustered. After a moment, she looked at me in confusion and asked, "Honey, who are you calling? Who is Tina?"