I'm Doug the husband married to my beautiful wife Sandy. Both she and I turned thirty last summer. I never thought I could fall in love at first sight but with Sandy that was the case. She had a body that most women would die for. At five foot four her tiny waist and hip's only accentuated her luscious 34c breasts. Her long auburn hair flowed past her shoulders and had a natural curl to it. Her shapely legs looked delicious in short skirts and short-shorts which made her backside even more curvaceous. She had a great body for teasing and loved showing it off at all times. When she walked, you watched even as she walked away.
The first four years of our marriage were pretty good sexually. It was year five when the drop off began, sex became rather mundane and almost non-existent. I first blamed it on both of our rather busy and conflicting schedules. About five months ago I decided to bring home a porno movie in hopes of reviving our sex life. Sandy was excited and to her credit she made the mood more sensual. She walked downstairs with a sheer baby doll nightgown with no panties just for the occasion. I popped the movie in and what I discovered was the couple in the movie was into swinging. As I watched the movie I could see Sandy was very aroused seeing the wife having a threesome with her husband and his best friend. By the end the wife had convinced the husband that she loved him but didn't want a monogamous marriage. As the movie finished Sandy became very amorous. She took out my cock from my pajamas and started stroking it. Needless to say it came to life.
"Would you like me to be that kind of woman, tell me yes my cute little hubby?" she said staring at me while holding my now erect cock in her hand.
I could only nod sheepishly. I was seeping pre-cum.
"I...I don't really know" I stammered, "I don't know if I could see you fucking another man." Still she knew she had me in her power at that instant.
As I looked at her I swore a devilish grin spread across her face. With that I came hard. Sandy swallowed which she normally never did and licked my cock clean. As we kissed she transferred the last few creamy drops into my mouth. I found out later that was the first step of a wife making a husband her cuckold. Then with just a giggle, rolled over and went to sleep.
Over the next few weeks I could see a change. She became more confident with her wardrobe wearing dresses and skirts to work more often than slacks. When we went out she wore low-cut tighter tops with mini skirts. Many of her shorts were shortened to reveal more leg. She was obsessed wearing high heels even with shorts. Her flirting with men became more frequent even with me in her presence. Teasing became the norm.
Her demeanor in the bedroom changed dramatically, Sandy became in control. She would love to tease me by walking around the bedroom only wearing the tiniest panties before bed. She started sleeping nude or just in panties not the longer nightgowns I had seen her in most of our marriage. Frequently she would bring up the fact that some hunky guy earlier had flirted with her or just told her how pretty she was. She would tell me how she would go back to her office and how her panties got moist just thinking about it. Sandy knew how to drive me crazy and took pleasure in doing it. She knew how to push my buttons. It seemed I was going to bed with a hard on almost every evening.
Then one evening in bed Sandy cuddled and began rubbing my cock. I remember that night all too well.
She looked up with a sly grin, "you like?"
"Why wouldn't I" I said as she continued.
"Well I have a confession, there is a guy at work, his name is Brad, I just wanted to be honest with you and let you know there has been a little innocent flirting on both our parts. Doug, I'm not cheating on you but I thought you should know I'm feeling a little guilty" she confessed.
Sandy kept rubbing my now stiffened cock. My wife was testing me and I admit I was somewhat naive to the fact of what was to come.
As Christmas approached we both had lots to do. Although Sandy and I attended a few Christmas parties together she started to go out more with co-workers after work for drinks. One night she did come home late very amorous, I didn't question her. Maybe I was afraid of the truth. I sensed Brad and her that particular evening were doing more than just casual conversation. When she got into bed I swore when we kissed I could taste and smell semen on her breath. The signs were there.
After Christmas we were invited to a New Year's party by one of Sandy's associates. It was semi-formal and Sandy didn't disappoint. She looked flawless as I zipped her up in her black strapless cocktail dress that pushed her breasts slightly upward. Her only other clothing was a black lace g-string panty and five inch patent leather pumps. The shoes made her legs look shapely. It was done purposely as it made her as tall as me. Her dress was just short enough and flowed out at the waist framing her beautiful legs.
Earlier that night I wanted to attend party for a golf buddy of mine. It was more casual and Sandy felt uncomfortable being dressed up so I dropped her off at the other party. I was a little apprehensive about letting her go in alone and I wasted no time getting back. I arrived back around ten o'clock and saw it definitely was in full swing. When I walked in I didn't immediately see my wife so I got a drink, talked with a few people I recognized then began looking for her. Finally spotting her, I saw she was talking to a guy outside by the pool. I watched from a distance as my wife was in full flirtation mode. Her body movement told me she was doing more than just casual chat. I should tell you Sandy doesn't smoke or drink heavily and only smokes when she is drinking. She only drinks wine and three glasses of Merlot is usually her limit. Finally I approached them and greeted her with a kiss on the cheek. That's when I was first introduced to Brad. He looked young about twenty-five. He also towered over me which became obvious why Sandy wore her highest heels. After introductions by Sandy I could tell he became uncomfortable with my sarcastic subtlety, excused himself and went back to the party. Sandy's sensed I was jealous and the look on her face told me she was a little peeved with me making Brad uneasy.
At the stroke of midnight like most parties everyone kissed there spouse or dates. After she and I kissed she sought out and found another target. Yes it was Brad. They innocently kissed but that was only the start. As Sandy started to walk away he grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms. The second kiss was deeply passionate and tongue twilling which made me wonder if anything else has been going on earlier that evening. I was shocked and that was an understatement. A few women around Sandy smiled as she and Brad broke there hold on each other. I became aroused seeing them kiss and grind into one another. Embarrassingly my cock became semi-hard. I hoped nobody saw my now present hard-on in my pants. I tried to make light of it thinking it was only the drinks she had in her, but when they parted she looked at him with a lustful smile that I hadn't ever witnessed. For the next hour or so I could tell Sandy was very interested by the way she was acting and watching him. I liked it and hated it at the same time. She knew I was jealous and was pushing the envelope teasing my emotions mercilessly.
On the way home she asked if I minded the way she kissed Brad and I shrugged it off and said, "Honey its New Year's, you just got caught up in the moment that's all."
All at once in an unlikely manner Sandy grabbed my crotch feeling my now hardened cock, "I noticed this little guy liked it was much as I did. He's a great kisser and I liked it very much, I never knew you were such a voyeur." Grinning, patting my now hardened cock.
Hearing of men who were turned on by the sight of there wife with other men always made me laugh. Was I one of them? I was afraid to answer.
That following Wednesday Sandy got home around ten after going out after work and confronted me. I knew she had been with Brad. I was already in bed waiting for her to return home. Her hair was up and she looked good in her business suit. As she undressed and loosened her hairpin letting her hair fall on her soft shoulders she removed her bra and stood in just her black stockings and garter belt at the end of the bed. She looked incredibly sexy; she knew how to get to me.
"Sweetheart, we have to talk." Sandy said.
"You were with him alone tonight weren't you?" I asked confronting her.
"Yes" was all she said.
