My wife and I have been married for 10 years. She is as sexy as the day I first met her, with long black hair, a fit body, a great ass and nice average sized, natural breasts.
Me, I'm athletic with a muscular build, blonde hair and around 5'10". We are considered by many to be an attractive couple.
We have always had a very active sex life within the boundaries of our marriage but have also had frequent discussions, usually just for the excitement, about adding another male or female to the mix. Being cautious in our sex play though, we would opt to tell each other of past experiences with previous lovers, being as explicit as we could to keep the fire alive in the bedroom. That worked great until about a year ago when I was diagnosed with high blood pressure and had to go on a medication that all but destroyed our sex life.
My wife was very tolerant of my condition and was now using a only a vibrator to give her the climaxes that my hard cock and our collection of sex toys used to give her. I would hold her while she masturbated and started imagining the movements and excitement that she was experiencing would feel the same as if she was being fucked by another man as I laid next to her in bed. When I told her to imagine the same scenario that I was fantasizing she would get extremely wet and fuck herself even harder. It was obvious to both of us that the thought of fucking someone else was really turning her on too.
After a few months of fantasizing I suggested that we should take it to the next level and that she should find someone to fuck her. My only conditions were that she did it at home, in our bed and with me there. It took another month of me bringing it up and pointing out prospective males before she finally appeared to start breaking down.
One Saturday night after already having a few margarita's at home, she was horny enough to bring it up herself. Now I have to say that, the thought of her actually doing it almost caused me to back out, but I also remembered how exciting it was for the both of us when we talked about it while fucking and how hot she got.
We agreed that, because she was already drinking that we would have a cab pick her up and if she didn't find anyone to fuck she would also take one home.
With anticipation, my wife went into the bedroom to get dressed. She started with a shower where she shaved herself totally smooth, she then put on a short jean dress that showed her white cotton panties when she sat down. She topped that off with a tight, low top to show off her breasts and very pronounced nipples. She looked totally hot without looking trashy.
As I watched her leave in the cab, I realized that for the first time in a long time I was getting feelings in areas of my body that I hadn't had in quite a while.
She arrived at the bar with mixed emotions about the night ahead of her. It had always been fun to fantasize about fucking a complete stranger but now she was actually going out with the sole purpose of finding that stranger. With only a few sexual partners in all of her 30 years, the idea of tonight's adventure was both exciting and anxious for her. For the moment, excitement was her overwhelming emotion and she just decided to let the night play out however it happened. Right now the prospect of a hard cock inside her again was making her wet again and she knew she had to put her anxiety aside and get down to the business at hand.
Entering the bar alone was a new experience for her since she had been part of a couple for so long. She made her way through the crowded dance floor to a small table in the back of the bar. Although there was a drink already on the table she assumed the previous patron had left for the night and the busy barmaids hadn't gotten around to cleaning up. She pushed the half empty drink aside and sat down.
She ordered a margarita and listened to the sounds of the country band playing. As she settled in she remembered her reason for being there and wondered if her husband was going nuts by now wondering what she was doing.
The buzz her drink was giving her coupled with her horny thoughts had her panties getting wetter by the minute. She felt like she needed a release. Just as she was deciding that it would be a hell of a lot easier to just go home and masturbate, a tall man wearing a cowboy hat came back to the table obviously, to finish his drink. Embarrassed, because she had not only taken his table, but had also thrown away his drink, she started to get up. He told her not to be concerned about the table but that she at least owed him a drink. She agreed.
He was about five years younger than her, well built and actually quite handsome. He told her that he was in town that day on business and was just relaxing after a hard day of negotiations. He was looking forward to returning home to his wife tomorrow and suggested that the two of them just kick back and have some innocent fun.
The two of them continued to drink and dance and soon became very comfortable with each other. Both of them were feeling the sexual tension that was building up between them but kept it at bay out of respect for the others spouses. She thought of telling him about the arrangement that she had with her husband, who was waiting anxiously at home, but she didn't want to assume that he would be interested and anyway she was enjoying the playful flirting that was going on between them and would have settled for that anyway.