What follows is the story of my wife's journey from a shy, sexually repressed girl to a confident, sexually experimental Hot Wife (and her happy husband's absolute delight!)
We'll start at the beginning. Rachel and I (Steve) married young. Too young, said my mother. But did we listen to advice? Of course not, we were young and we knew everything. One thing all the advice did do though was to make us determined to make the marriage work, and to prove the doubters wrong. We were lucky that we were totally besotted with each other and both had good, well-paid jobs. Life was good and got even better when the children came along. They are now approaching their teens, and that means Rachel and I are in our early thirties.
We'd always enjoyed a healthy sex life, even if it was a little vanilla compared to what we saw on porn sites and read about. Then, Rachel lost her sex drive completely after the birth of our second child. It made her feel bad, bad for me mostly. She wanted to do things but just couldn't. She even urged me to visit prostitutes if I wanted to, as long as I didn't fall for anyone else.
That thought never even crossed my mind. I adored her then as I do now, so I was never going to want anyone else. I used to tease her about visiting an escort. I'd tell her all the kinky things I wanted to try, some were really outrageous. I wasn't really serious, but it was fun to speculate.
One day, one of my work colleagues came back to the house with me for a video conference with a client overseas. The call didn't last long and Rachel asked Chris if he'd like to stay for dinner, which he did. Now, I knew Chris fancied Rachel; he was always telling me how lucky I was and complimenting her whenever we'd met up. Chris was single, or at least, wasn't married. He's a nice looking guy, a bit younger than us and we didn't doubt that he'd had many girls, just not one in particular.
After we'd eaten, we were relaxing in the house with a drink. The kids were up in their rooms and it was all very chilled. Rachel liked to tease Chris about his lack of a regular girlfriend and the conversation took a decidedly adult turn.
"It's not my fault I can't find a girl as sexy as you, Rachel," was his standard answer to her taunting.
"Oh, you're all talk, besides, Steve keeps me satisfied!" replied Rachel.
She glanced over to me as she said this, a slightly guilty look on her face. She knew she wasn't up for anything and I was far from satisfied, but I'm a patient man and I hoped that would change soon. If only I had known just how it would change!
Chris excused himself to the downstairs bathroom and Rachel went into the kitchen to fetch some more drinks. When she returned, she looked a little flushed but said nothing. The evening ended about 9ish, the kids went to bed, Chris left for home and all seemed well.
However, when we were lying in bed later, Rachel said "Honey, can I tell you something?"
"Sure", I replied, "what is it?"
"Well, you know earlier when Chris was here, he went to the bathroom? I went into the kitchen to get some drinks and I walked past the bathroom and Chris had left the door ajar."
I was listening intently, but couldn't resist a little tease.
"Oh my god, you didn't spy on him having a pee, did you?", laughing as I said it.
"Hmm, not quite," Rachel said. "He'd finished peeing by the time I walked past and he was jerking himself with his eyes closed!"
I was a bit lost for words at this revelation, my colleague the pervert!
I said "I bet the dirty sod was thinking of you as he jerked, he's always fancied you."
Rachel smiled and said "Ha! I know, he makes it pretty damn obvious, doesn't he? But it's not that. I wanted to tell you that the sight of him playing with himself really turned me on!"
Wow. Wow, wow, wow! Have my prayers been answered? Is Rachel's desire returning? I was so focused on this, it never occurred to me that it was because it was another man whose hard cock she saw was the reason she'd been aroused. It didn't matter right then. We made love for the first time in ages and both had amazing orgasms. No doubt Rachel was thinking about what she'd seen earlier, but the fact that she'd told me about this made me so happy and I was so damn horny I was just pleased to be fucking my beautiful wife once again.
I saw Chris in the office later and asked him if he'd enjoyed yesterday evening at ours. He smiled sheepishly and told me it was great, let's do it again soon. Now, being the depraved man I've become, I started thinking about the effect he'd had on Rachel. Could I turn this to my advantage? I came up with a plan....
I got home that evening and told Rachel I wanted to talk with her quietly, without screaming kids running around. We decided to go out for a drink, my mother volunteered to stop by and watch the nippers. We found a nice quiet corner of the local pub, bought our usual drinks and I told Rachel what I'd been thinking about.
"You know last night in bed was fantastic, right?"
Rachel nodded, and even blushed a little.
"And you remember what got you turned on in the first place?"
She nodded again and her face became even redder.
"It's ok Honey, I'm not mad or anything. But I did wonder if we could do it again, but this time, with Chris knowing what we were up to".
"How do you mean?" asked Rachel.
"Well, let's get him around for drinks again, when the kids are sleeping over at your Mum's and have a bit of fun with him!"
Rachel looked nervous, but I could see she was excited too.
"Oh my god, do you think he'd be up for it?" she asked.
Ha! If I knew Chris, he'd be up for anything Rachel asked him.
"Oh yes, I'm certain he wants to get closer to us, or mainly you!"
I decided to leave it there for the time being, let the idea percolate in Rachel's mind. I think it worked, because when we got home, she practically threw my mother out, checked the kids were asleep, then hurried upstairs for a shower.
Ten minutes later, she called me upstairs and to my delight, she was wearing some of the sexy lingerie I'd spent so much money on a few years ago, money I thought I'd wasted. Not so! Rachel looked stunning and I could see by the look in her eye, she wanted me. I had a quick freshen up in the bathroom and wearing nothing but my boxer shorts, padded silently back into the bedroom. Rachel was lying on her back, her legs in the air, teasing her clit with her bullet vibrator.
I was gobsmacked. Two nights ago, we hadn't made love in weeks, and now it was going to be twice in two nights? Well, it actually ended up being three times, but who's counting?
"I started without you, Love, I hope you don't mind?" she asked, cheekily.
I wasn't about to complain, but then things took a strange turn. My normally passive wife started telling me what to do!
"Stand in front of me at the foot of the bed" she ordered.
Hmm, OK. I stood where she told me to.
"Now watch me play with my pussy and start to jerk your cock for me, please."
What? Who is this girl laying on my bed? Can it really be?
"Come on", she said, "I don't ask for much, do I?"
To be fair, she doesn't ask for much, so I thought, what the hell, dropped my boxers and, wouldn't you know it, my cock sprang into life immediately!
"You always were a horny bugger!" she said, with a glint in her eye. "Now, jerk it for me, like Chris did last night."
Fuck me! That was it. The sight of him jerking had flicked a switch in her mind. She wanted to watch me masturbate, so I obliged and stroked my huge hard cock with gusto. Rachel was moaning as she stimulated herself and I must admit, I found it very arousing too. So much so, that I could feel the sensations welling up in my loins, I was close to cummimg.
Rachel heard my groans as I got closer and closer.
"Come here, Baby", she said, "I want you to come over me!"
Oh God, yes please! My dream cum true, (pun intended). I'd always wanted to unleash a load over Rachel's face and tits, just like I'd seen in porn. I could barely get to the bed in time, tripping over my boxers which were still around my ankles. But I did make it, and as I approached her, Rachel turned her face towards me and opened her mouth.
Jesus, was she ready for the load I produced? I doubt it. The cum erupted from my cock in huge great spurts, hitting her mouth, her face, her eyes, her hair, the bed headboard. It made a huge mess and Rachel started giggling, despite being plastered in thick, creamy cum.
I fell to my knees, also laughing, and Rachel put her hand behind my head, pulled me towards her, and kissed me deeply. My cum was everywhere and now it was in my own mouth as well.
Rachel wouldn't let me go, but giggled again and said "Well, what do you think? It tastes pretty good, no?"
My head was spinning with lust for this gorgeous woman. With my cum splattered everywhere, Rachel's instinct was to clean up but I stopped her. Despite my massive orgasm, my cock hadn't gone soft at all, this whole scenario arousing me so very much.
"You're not getting away with just one tonight, you sexy little slut!"
Rachel beamed back at me, turned on by both the thought of carrying on and by me calling her a slut.
"It's my turn to boss you around. Get on your knees and be my horny fucking bitch!"
Well, Rachel let out a long contented sigh and did as I asked her to. I shuffled up behind her, moved my face down to her ass, pushing my tongue between her cheeks, checking she was wet enough for me. She was absolutely soaking, her juices running down the inside of her thigh.
Rachel moaned as she felt my tongue on her pussy and I quite deliberately ran my tongue from her clit, along the length of her pussy and up to her anus. I paused there for a second, then slipped my tongue into her tight little ass hole for a moment.
"Oh fuck!" moaned Rachel, who hardly ever swore in real life.
I knew I was having the desired effect on her. I moved my head back upwards, placed my hands on Rachel's hips, moved my twitching cock into position at the entrance to her slippery pussy, then thrust hard.
