She had a favorite boyfriend before he went away to college. He taught her so much. He was a couple of years older and took her to levels she found hard to repeat. She would tell me of her times with him and even some of his friends. She would be on fire telling me the details and I would be entirely consumed by her stories. I knew even though I was her love, he was her sexual fantasy.
He had moved away at one point and married but they kept in touch. Not long after we married he told her he was coming to town for a reunion with his frat brothers from college. He asked her to go out with him to the reunion. She told him he would have to ask me. He was completely surprised that she was even considering telling me that he asked. She told him he may even be surprised by my answer but he would have to ask me anyway. He was totally unaware that she had told me in detail about their sex and about him sharing her and how he enjoyed treating her the way she craved so much.
He had been her favorite boyfriend while they were in school. He introduced her to exhibitionism and encouraged her to relax and enjoy turning everyone on. Including his friends and fraternity brothers. He introduced her to rough sex and being submissive to his every whim. She had enjoyed group sex before him but he took it to a new level by including several of his friends.
He must have been craving her badly because he did call not even an hour later and told her he was ready to ask for permission from me. She said sure and handed me her phone. He was rather soft spoken when he introduced himself and told me he would like to take her to a small reunion since they had all hung out together before. I was kind of tickled at his demure way of speaking to me and wanted to make sure he was squirming just a little in asking a husband to take his wife out to a party. This was fun and also it was a big turn on for me making him to ask knowing that he planned on fucking her for old times sake as well.
I asked him several questions like how many were going to be at the party. How many of them had she met when they were together? The final question was " how many other women were invited and would be there?"
He answered all of the questions with ease but the last one he was stammering and finally said he was the only one bringing a girlfriend. I was amazed at his honesty at this. I asked him the location and it was to be at one of the guys' homes and gave me the address. I asked him how long the reunion would last and he couldn't really know that yet.
I finally told him she could go and I hoped they had a great time. She had been close by as he and I were talking. She was giddy and bubbling and was squirming like she needed to pee. I know she was looking forward to being the only woman at a party with eight men.
I asked her how she was going to dress and she told me she wanted to dress the way he made her dress when he would show her off to his friends in the past.
She went to the closet and picked a leather vest with about four buttons and no sleeves. The skirt was one of her shortest but matched the vest. She layed out some thigh highs and heels. She picked a black lacy thong but decided not to wear it and left it out.
When the night came for him to take her on their date she was dripping wet all evening as she was putting on her makeup and doing her hair. She had been to the nail salon and even had a bikini wax. I hadn't seen her this wet for this long ever before. She knew the night was going to be a fantasy come true for her.
When he came to the door to meet me and take her out I could tell he was nervous as hell. People tell me I am a very intimidating person even if I don't mean to be. However, he wanted her so bad that night that he built up the courage to shake my hand and thank me for letting him take her out this time.
