This account is real, nothing fantasised or exaggerated in any way. My wife and I have been married over 30 years and from the outset I recognized my own "voyeur" tendencies of seeing my wife Paula with another man. It rather shocked me at first because I used to think I was rather weird, wanting to see another man kissing and fondling my own wife, what sort of deviate was I? But the internet was my savior in a manner of speaking because I came to realize that I was not at all alone in wanting this sort of behaviour.
Paula occasionally went out to clubs with her married female friends and I used to get excited at what might happen, would she meet someone who wanted to take her outside and feel her tits, which are quite ample by the way! This type of thought was always there but nothing happened until about 15 years ago and it started really strangely, no planning at all. We met this guy Nigel at our local cricket club and I knew immediately that he fancied Paula. He was a teacher, unmarried, and loved nothing better than having a few drinks and watching porn videos, as single guys do.
You could just tell by the way he left his other friends and came over to talk to us that he liked her and he couldn't stop looking at her legs and tits. Paula said she quite fancied Nigel because he was a warm, understanding person and in bed we used to have sexy discussions about him, just as a turn-on, nothing else. I used to ask Paula if she'd like Nigel to fondle her or touch her pussy, or even fuck her, without thinking that this would ever really happen, but I used to get turned on just by imagining what it would be like. As we got to know him better over about 6 months he began to come back to our house after going to the pub or club and we'd sit around playing music, mainly the Beatles that he loved, and generally messing. This was the very first time that I began to consider Paula having sex with another man, and I found the whole idea so exciting, especially if I could be there to watch and join in!
But the problem would be getting Paula to go along with this because she's a strange mixture of being a very moral person in a very sexy body! Sometimes the two things don't match and I knew it would be a struggle to get her to agree to anything that she thought improper. She loved dressing up for me but that was quite an innocent, private activity, and getting her to strip for another man was a big leap forward and I wasn't sure she'd do it.
I thought I'd give the situation a little help, to get things moving so to speak. I had taken some Polaroid pics of Paula (remember them!) and on one occasion she showed Nigel a pic of her with her tits poking out of a tight sweater and he went mad about them, saying he'd love to suck her nipples. One evening after we'd known Nigel for about a year, we went back to our house with him after an evening at the club and Paula was wearing a very short black skirt and blouse. When Nigel went to the bathroom, she opened a few buttons of her blouse and said to me "Do you think Nigel would like to see my tits?" She'd obviously had more to drink than I thought and she was in a very sexy mood and I couldn't contain my excitement at this suggestion, and I thought OK why not have some fun while the offer is there, so I said "Oh yes please, let him see those 38d breasts"
When Nigel came back in the room Paula moved over to him on the couch and without saying anything she began kissing him. Nigel was hesitant at first, but he soon relaxed and began to open Paula's mouth with his tongue, and it was a sexy sight to see him kissing my wife and beginning to move his hands all over her. While he kissed her, she waved me over to sit on the other side of her. Nigel was getting more confident with the situation and had obviously realised that I didn't mind him kissing Paula, so he began to undo her blouse and rub his fingers inside the top of her bra, and exposing her nipples. I decided to help things along and unzipped Paula's skirt. I wasn't sure how far this would all go, but I thought, well we're not doing anybody any harm.
Nigel looked at me as if to say "is this OK" and I said yes if it's OK with Paula and he put his hands on her from behind and unclipped her bra. He undid the remaining buttons of her blouse, helped her take it off and she sat there with her tits sticking out, with just her panties left on. They kissed more, Nigel ran his hands down from her boobs, down to her pussy and began to ease her panties to one side and he said, "God what a lovely thick bush you've got" and he put his fingers inside her. I began to pull Paula's legs apart to give Nigel easier access and she slowly parted them and soon she had 2 of Nige's fingers up her pussy. Paula responded by leaning over and undid Nigel's belt, felt him in his pants and then took out his cock. This was so sexy to watch, even though his prick was much fatter than me, and it grew as hard as a rock as she began to wank him off. Paula is really good at wanking but he was getting so big that she could hardly get her small hands around him.
