My name is John Benson. I am 32 years old. My wife and I have been married for ten years. They have been great years. Barbara is also 32, beautiful, loving and sexy. Her 38DD-26-36 figure has other men drooling when they see her. They sex is great, and we both enjoy it often.
Many men would think, "Why mess with a good thing." That is not me. I have had a fantasy of seeing my wife fuck other men and it has turned into an obsession. I mention it during sex and my wife indulges my fantasy by telling me what she would do with some man we saw that day. Sometimes, it's a waiter or a cab driver, or a delivery man. It always excites me and I always cum from the stories.
When I talk to her after sex, she says it is just talk. Barbara says she would NEVER have sex with another man. She has zero interest in sex with anyone but me. While that is great for my ego and my seven-inch cock, it is awful for my fantasy. Barbara is smarter than I am and much more logical. I tried to convince her one day:
John: "Barbara, if you had sex with another man, it would improve our sex life."
Barbara: "How exactly would my fucking another man do that?"
John: "You would get to experience another man and I would get to watch him giving you pleasure and seeing you receive it."
Barbara: "John, I am happy with our sex life now. I do not want or need anything or anyone else. If you want to see another man fucking me, you can watch porn and make believe the woman is me."
John: "Barb, it's not the same. I want to watch you with another man."
Barbara: "Let me ask you a question. What happens if this man is better than you are?"
John: "What do you mean, better?"
Barbara: "Better sexually. Maybe he has a bigger cock. Maybe he knows how to fuck better than you do. Maybe he gives me more orgasms than you do. Better."
John: "That's exactly my point. You could have better sex with him and then we can enjoy that when we have sex."
Barbara: "If I'm having better sex with someone else, why would I have sex with you?"
John: "Because we're married."
Barbara: "I don't recall having sex with other men being a part of our wedding vows. If I'm fucking other men, the marriage thing is pretty much out the window."
John: "Trust me Barbara. You will not feel that way after you do it. Why don't we try it and see what happens. If you hate it, I will never bring it up again."
Barbara: "You will stop bothering me about this. Fine, I will think about it. Exactly how do we find this mystery man?"
John: "I know some men who would do it. We can have a little get together in the house and you can meet them and decide who you would like to try it with."
Barbara: "How many men are we talking about?"
John: "I know at least six men who would be good candidates."
Barbara: "What makes them good candidates?"
John: "They are all men I know who have had these relationships with other wives of friends. All of the women see them often."
Barbara: "So other people will know if I do this."
John: "No one else will know about you."
Barbara: "You know about the other women. Everyone will know if I did it."
John: "It's a small group of people. Only people in the group might know. Not everyone knows about everyone else."
Barbara: "I'll think about it. I am tired. I'm going to sleep."
John: "I'll be right behind you."
Barbara: "I said sleep. Don't even think about bothering me."