A Letter From Mrs. Smith (my Wife)

A Letter from Mrs Smith.

(This is my wife's idea for a story, she dictated the story to me and then let me put my spin on it. As always no willing cucked husbands appear in my stories and as generally happens in my stories a wife or a husband deals with a situation or the one or other intervenes, If these ideas do not appeal to you then move on.

There are many "Cuckolded" husband stories, there are equally many "Hotwife sleeps around" stories. If they are your thing then leave this story now.)

(Writers rant incoming: For the record, and this is only my opinion, I strongly believe the admin of Literotica, need to change the description of the "loving wives" category, in my view the description of the category and the stories that are appearing in this category are not fit for purpose. There really should be a "Willing Cuckold" category and a "Married to and Cucked by a Hotwife." Category.

Then those readers that have a cuckolding kink can have their own category and the 95% of readers who dislike "Hotwife" and "Cuckolded husbands" stories can avoid any and all such stories.

Okay rant over on with the story, if you are still here of course. Thank you to my followers and anyone who reads my stories.)

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Hello,

I am Luisa Smith. I used to be Luisa Anny Alonso. I am married to Gary Smith so, obviously, I took his name. So, Luisa Smith it is. For those interested I am from Mexico.

I speak English and obviously Spanish. I am 5ft 5inches tall, I have a shapely arse and medium sized breasts. I have long black hair and slim toned legs.

I am beautiful, I know this and I must stress that I am not boasting in an entitled or narcissistic way. Many men and many women, over the years, have told me this on many occasions. This has been happening since I "blossomed" into my body.

However, the only person to see me completely naked is my husband, and of course my family, I have three brothers who look after me. Well they used to, but Gary does that now.

My body belongs to him, as his body belongs to me. If we go swimming in the sea or a swimming pool yes, I wear bikinis, but, I never go topless except in the privacy of our garden. It is very secluded and is not over looked by anyone.

I have always been hit on ever since my body filled out. Men and boys have always followed me around, but I am conservative by nature. My family is conservative by nature. I have never encouraged anyone to treat me any differently because of my looks.

I have never dressed in a slutty way. Yes I wear skirts and yes I wear strappy t-shirts and leggings and dresses that hug my body.

Unlike many women my age, 30, I do not flirt or engage in any activities that would not pass the husband test. As I said, I am 30 years old 10 years younger than my husband.

We met when I was 20, and have been together 10 years. He does not look his 40 years. Most people would say he looks 30 or 35 years old, at the most, depending on who you ask.

His body is definitely not a body of a 40 year old man. He is a big and strong man and he looks after himself and keeps fit. For those that care, we make love every night.

We try something new every other week and we satisfy each other in and out of the bed. In bed, Gary is a strong, compassionate and tender lover and he always makes sure he satisfies me and vice versa. I do everything I can to make our love making fun and enjoyable.

Do we have a fantasy life? Well, from my point of view, I am living it and being with my fantasy.

Gary makes me feel so special every day, so, honestly I am the luckiest woman alive, and as Gary has told me many times, he is equally just as lucky to have me.

Sorry to any men out there, but, there will never be any nude or even semi nude photos of me! There will be no flirty conversations, and especially, there will be no secret conversations! I am loyal to my husband and I always will be!!

If I ever get any messages from people I don't know I show them to Gary and together we delete and block the sender. So, once again, don't bother trying to contact me through Gary's page.

We met on line and love blossomed and here we are many years later, we are very happily married.

Yes, I really am happily married. What am I doing asking my husband to write a letter/story on this site for me, you might ask? Well two things, Gary and I enjoy watching porn and reading porn stories.

It gives us ideas to expand our love life and no, we do not read or watch cuckold films or read cuckold stories. We do not get off on black men fucking married white women.

We do not get off on married women hooking up on holidays and leaving their husbands alone and then they cuckold them. It's just not our thing.

One of the worst types of stories on this site are the stories where the wife humiliates and disrespects her husband, I know this is a "fantasy" site, and these stories do not always reflect the writers view on life, however, if Gary ever wrote a cuckold story involving a wife disrespecting him and humiliating him and worse yet feeding him other men's cum.

Gary and I would have a very serious conversation, it would depend on his answers, but if he really wanted to be in a cuckold lifestyle and he wanted me to do these things to him, I would divorce him as soon as possible!

Fortunately I know how Gary thinks. I know he would never even think about letting me disrespect him, and he also knows I would never let him disrespect me.

If my husband ever asked me to fuck another man for his enjoyment I would divorce him! Gary has assured me he is way too selfish and way to jealous to watch or let me fuck anyone else and I am very happy with this situation.

This letter I am writing, with Gary's help, is an open letter to a friend who works for a Agony Aunt column at a glossy and popular women's magazine. She contacted me and asked me to write a brief story/account of a night out that happened a few weeks ago.

It involved myself, my husband and two now ex friends and an actor. Gary has advised me no one ever believes any story in the Loving wives category is true, so its your choice to believe me or not, it doesn't really matter.

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Dear Agony Aunt,

I'm writing to you in response to a letter you posted from a woman who apparently gets excited by dancing and being felt up by strangers in nightclubs and bars.

She stated she gives all her pent up excitement to her husband, but she also confessed to giving these strangers blowjobs to keep them happy and to stop them getting into her vagina.

It also appears her female friends do similar things, and they too give out blowjobs, but, they also draw the line at being fucked by these strangers. She did state, however, that she would consider fucking these strangers with her husbands approval.

Reading between the lines, I don't think her husband knows about her activities. Like many husbands with wives like this, they either know what their wives are doing, or they are oblivious and just happy to get more sex.

This woman claims that she is satisfied with her husband, but if that was the case, why cheat on the husband? Anyway, I am here to write about my experience and how I dealt with a situation like she and her friends made for themselves.

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The nightclub was busy, it was 9.30pm and the dancefloor was packed. Gary had dropped myself and Julie and Linda, two work colleagues, at a local restaurant, two hours earlier.

The two women with me were both married and both older than me, Julie is a tall slim 40 year mother of two children, her husband works with Gary at the warehouse where he works. Julie is dressed in a strappy top and a short skirt.

The top is very low cut and the skirt is just below her upper thighs if she bent over, anyone would see her underwear. Linda is a tall slightly overweight mother of two young children.

Her husband, Dave, is a freelance accountant. I'm fairly sure he doesn't know she is dressed like a slut, with lots of cleavage on show and lots of leg on show in her short dress.

As far as I knew these women were happily married. My going out clubbing is not usual for me, however, I am more of a restaurant and bar type of person.

Normally I reserve all my nights out with my husband. In the past, various colleagues have tried to convince me to go on these infamous women only nights out, but just this once I thought I would give it a go.

I have, however, read way too many stories on this site to know, nothing ever good happens on these girls nights out. Anyway, tonight, my colleagues persuaded me to go with them to relax and cut loose for one evening.

My idea of cutting loose and there ideas were never going to be the same. So, I asked Gary if he was okay with me going out, of course Gary said yes, and we even bought a new dress for me.

It was a short black lace dress, a sort of LBD, it hugged my body and was cut low enough to show off some cleavage, but not much, the dress showed off my knees but that was it. I do not and will not dress like a slut on a night out with work colleagues!

We went to a restaurant and had a nice meal and again Julie and Linda tried to get me to drink some wine, but once again I refused and ordered a non alcoholic beer.

I could see that my companions were getting annoyed with me. They, on the other hand, easily finished off a bottle of wine between them and they were both well on their way to being drunk.

We chatted about various things, work, marriage, husbands the usual things women talk about. It was at this point Julie blurted out a statement I should have paid attention to.

"So, Luisa, tell us, does Gary satisfy you?" she said smiling in a drunk kind of way.

"Julie, I have no intention of telling you any bedroom secrets. I will only say, Gary is more than enough for me." I said with a smile.

I was thinking about four hours ago as Gary thrust his big thick cock into my very wet vagina as he held my hips and brought me to two big orgasms.

Then, I rode him cowgirl style and brought him to a big orgasm as he licked and kissed my breasts. He left a couple of hickeys on my breasts and if the dress was a bit lower anyone could see them.

"LUISA, earth to Luisa, you zoned out there for a moment, are you okay?" Linda asked looking at me with concern.

"Yes, I'm fine just thinking about some exercise I was having earlier today." I felt my face flush as I said it.

Linda and Julie looked at each other then smiled to each and drank their wine. We chatted some more about mundane things and generally had a good time.

We laughed at each others jokes and jibes at our husbands, although I did notice they both said more and more cutting and almost nasty jibes about their husbands. The more they drank, the more they got annoyed when I didn't join in. Truth be told, I have nothing bad to say about Gary.

Okay maybe he doesn't always pay attention when I ask him to do something, and yes occasionally we argue about small things, but Gary is attentive. He is considerate. He is sympathetic to my needs and he is a kind loving husband.

He is also very much a man, he doesn't take any bullshit from me or anyone else. He is quietly spoken but he is also strong in his convictions.

Everyone who knows him respects him and to my knowledge no one disrespects him. He is physically strong and he is mentally strong, and he is the love of my life.

I know modern women shouldn't say this, but I love and adore my husband, I will do anything for him, just as I know he loves and adores me, yes I know its too good to be true, right? A happily married couple, who love and adore other each, I know it is unbelievable right?

Gary and I are perfect for each other, that's just the way it is. After my colleagues finished off another bottle of wine, they suggested going on to a club they know. I reluctantly agreed with idea.

I text Gary and asked him to pick me up in about an hour because that was probably my limit. I still hadn't drunk any alcohol, despite the two women trying to get me to at least try something alcoholic.

We got to the club and found an area near the dancefloor, I bought a fruit drink and Julie and Linda bought large glasses of wine. As we danced and moved around the dancefloor, the three of us were obviously attracting attention, although I was attracting more attention simply because I was younger and, if I am honest, far better looking than my two companions.

As the saying goes, the wolves and vultures were circling. Several men tried to dance with me, but I stopped dancing and went and stood by our drinks.

I watched with dismay as Julie and Linda danced with a number of men, the men took advantage of the slow dancing and when I went to get another drink I came back to find the two women were making out with two big young men. They had the bodies of men who worked out, with lots of muscles on show.

As I stood there looking at my colleagues throwing away their marriages a person hugged me from behind. Instinctively, I turned around and slapped him hard around the face and he staggered back more in shock than anything else.

I was about to tell him to fuck off, but then I recognised him, his name was Simon Templer, he was or is a star of an ongoing soap opera. I only know this because someone at work reads one of those glossy tv gossip magazines and his photos tend to be on all the front pages most weeks.

He truly is tall dark and handsome, he is probably 6ft 2inches tall and well built, he obviously goes to the gym a lot, he has long black hair and tonight he was wearing a black silk shirt and trousers and fashionable shoes.

His age is hard to guess but I would imagine he is close to my age. He smiled at me, but only after giving me the once over.

(Now, this is where the wife/girlfriend swoons and falls into the arms of the tall, dark and handsome celebrity, he takes her away to his mansion, she calls her husband/boyfriend telling him don't worry its just a one night stand, don't worry nothing will change she still loves only him.)

He took my hand and lifted it up to his lips and kissed my fingers.

"My dear, I am in love, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, you shine and glow more than anyone I have ever seen, please tell me your name, my name is Simon, Simon Templer, you might know me from various TV and film roles." Julie and Linda were stunned.

They were obviously very jealous, however, they also obviously wanted to know how I would react. Their companions looked put out with Linda and Julie. They drank thier drinks and went looking for other conquests.

I extracted my hand, and stepped away from Simon. "Mr Templer, I have to admit you have me at a disadvantage, I'm very sorry but I have no idea who you are." I said with a straight face. He looked surprised,

"Madam, Have you not seen any of my films of tv programmes?" he said looking a bit annoyed.

"No, I haven't, what sort of films and tv programmes do you act in?" I said having fun seeing his face go red and his smile start to go down.

Looking around, it was interesting watching people look on and it was obvious quite a few people were listening to our conversation.

"Well, I have starred in about ten action films and four action series, I'm sorry you haven't seen them, however that is not important, the important thing is me getting to know you better. I already know your two colleagues. I have had the pleasure of both of them. I'm not bragging, I'm just telling you."

He seemed quite proud of that speech. Julie and Linda drunkenly stood up and they both hugged and kissed him.

"Luisa, come on, lighten up, Gary will never know, we won't tell him, in fact we will keep him occupied while you enjoy Simon's big dick, trust me it is big," Linda said as she swapped spit with the actor.

Julie then chimed in, "Luisa, I know you tell everyone Gary satisfies you, but just once its good to compare dicks and orgasms, and honestly, Simon's dick is much bigger than my husbands, and he gives me far better orgasms, I'm sure you will feel the same way."

It was then her turn to lock lips with the actor. He looked so smug, having two good looking women fawning all over him.

At that moment, a bottle of champagne arrived with four glasses. A waiter soon poured the champagne into the glasses. He then offered us all a glass.

The three of them accepted the glasses and toasted each other, it took a few moments for Mr Templer to notice I wasn't drinking the champagne.

"Luisa, please, drink up my dear, its to toast our new friendship." He said in a very condescending voice.

He picked up the glass and offered it to me. "Mr Templer, enough of this bullshit, I am not drinking any of your champagne, I am not going to go to your room and have an orgy with these two sluts. My husband will be here in about ten minutes, with there husbands, I strongly suggest you not be here when they arrive."

Julie and Linda looked stunned, they obviously did not expect me to be so strong and to ignore the handsome man who they have been fucking. Mr Templer was obviously not used to being turned down. He was getting angry and a bit flustered.

"Luisa, please, I meant no disrespect, I am not suggesting or forcing you to do anything, I am just going to say your two friends are very accommodating, I would very much like to entertain you, as I have entertained them, I can assure you, your husband will never know, and I assure you, you will have the time of your life."

I took the glass of champagne and threw it in his face, I then took the bottle out of the ice filled wine cool and chucked the ice and the melted ice over the three of them.

For a moment they stood dripping wet and Julie and Linda were obviously freezing. I could see two security guards moving our way.

Julie spoke up first, "You fucking stuck up bitch, you have ruined my clothes, if I catch a cold because of you, I'm going to beat the hell out of you, I thought you might want to live out a fantasy, just one night, but no, your outdated views on marriage are stopping you from having the time of your life."

She picked up some napkins and started blotting her clothes. Linda then started talking.

"Everything, Julie said is correct, you could have been in heaven getting fucked by this stud, and yes Julie and I are both bisexual, we both fancy the hell out of you and yes we would show you a very good time, but I can see now, you are just a stuck up bitch."

She was almost shouting by the time she had finished her speech.

That was it. I do have a Latin temper, and I had reached my limit. I leapt at Linda first, slapping her soundly around the face. I might just have been too heavy handed because she fell backwards desperately trying to grab something to stop her from falling over.

Unfortunately she grabbed Simons arm, she pulled him down with her, they ended up in a heap. Julie then launched herself at me, but I am fit and flexible and agile.

I simply stepped aside and she ended up head butting one the of the security guards in the stomach, he wasn't expecting it and he too ended up on the floor with Julie on top of him.

Laughter and cheers had broken out amongst the crowd of watching people. Obviously their phones captured the moment and this being the time of instant news, I'm sure everything will be duplicated many times over.

The other security guard just stood there for a moment, then helping his colleague up, looked at me then the three people on the floor.

"Madam, I was going to ask if you needed any help, but I can see you are doing just fine all by yourself."

He said smiling. His colleague looked a bit embarrassed, but he was smiling too.

They both understood that I was the victim here. At that point, I saw my husband walking through the crowd of people and with him were Julie and Linda's husbands.