My wife is an elementary teacher, so she makes good use of the old SHOW AND TELL. We'd talked about our own form of the classroom classic a lot, and we've read all we could find about the subject of wives performing for their husbands, having sex with men in their husband's presence. I disclosed one night, after an incredible hour of fucking and oral delights, that I had fantasized about watching her give head and fuck another man. She smiled, coquettishly, and said she had too. She went on to say she might enjoy "granting" me that pleasure. I was thrilled. We laughed about it and I could see she liked the idea of sex with other guys. Our sex was great, but we had began to look for variety to spice things up even more. "I'd love to see some horny hunk's dick disappearing into your tight little pussy," I said that first night as we rested after wonderful sex.
On more than one occasion she brought our conversation back to that subject and said a wife might have to do a few things to sacrifice for her husband's pleasure, like fucking some handsome stud with a big, stiff member. "You like that?" she asked.
"I know you like the idea of sleeping with other men," I said, "but would you be comfortable fucking someone in front of me?" I asked.
"I don't think I'd get off being laid in front of a packed house at Carnegie Hall," she quipped with a laugh, "but getting it while my husband got the pleasure from watching might be fun. You know, a little Show And Tell. Who knows, maybe I'm more of an exhibitionist than I thought," she added with a wicked grin. "Maybe someday Carnegie Hall might be possible."
We discussed what kind of guy she'd prefer to fuck and narrowed it down to about five guys we knew and a few celebrities she thought were sexy. "What are some things you'd want in a lover?" I asked one night.
"Size would matter in an affair," she quipped with a grin. "Why have it if it's just ordinary, you know, average." She'd want someone easy to look at, of course, but she also insisted he be one horny son-of-a-bitch. "Give me someone who likes pussy and can come more than once a week," she answered sarcastically. I came more than once a week, but I got the message.
Once we decided to go ahead and have her fuck someone else while I watched, the rest was easy. It was fun talking and planning our event, thinking about the details, who we would work on as a candidate, and how to pull it off. "I want someone who will fill me up," she said with a smirk. "No needle dicks. Nothing personal, sweetheart, but this is for novelty and excitement. We might as well go for something memorable. Your dick is nice, but you're no John Holmes, love."
We decided she'd pick someone to fuck, spend a night with him, then if we still felt good about the whole thing I'd join them for a little show and tell. They'd show me and I'd tell them what to do next. "If you're good, maybe we'll let you join in after a time or two," she declared, snuggling up to my nakedness, reaching for my cock.
"I think I'm going to like this," I chuckled, savoring the feel of her fingers around my dick, her lips on my neck, and her hard nipples against my chest.
"You want to come inside me and practice?" she asked.
"I thought you'd never ask," I said reaching for her pussy, sliding the tips of my fingers between her wet, puffy labia, searching for her clitoris with my thumb.
It was nearly two months later before Claire and I had it all set up. We sat on each side of a naked fellow with a hard-on pointing at the ceiling and a horny smile. His name was Jake, still is, and he was an old friend of mine. She confessed that she'd had the hots for him for quite some time and we invited him to meet us at a restaurant to explain what it was we wanted him to do. Once we explained the deal to him, what she needed, what she was eager to have him to, what my place was in the whole thing, he jumped at the chance to fulfill all of my wife's wishes and my fantasies.
I looked at him, nodded, and put it all out there. "We'd like you to do anything she wants: eat her, fuck her, kiss her passionately, make love to her as best you can, and we trust you'll do whatever this very horny lady needs," I said and he quickly agreed with a nod and a grin. "After your first time," I explained, "I'd like to watch you do it."
"Anything off limits?" he asked. I told him if there was something he wanted to do to her he should let her know, and she'd tell him if that was okay. "You want me to wear a condom?" he asked.
"I had my tubes tied last year, so come away," she said, leaning in and kissing him on the lips. Their kiss was more intimate than friendly, and their lips lingered together for a brief moment. "You can ejaculate all you want in my pussy," she said, planting another kiss on his lips.
I stood up and walked to the chair by the window. Claire wrapped her fingers around his erect shaft, looked over at me, then began a slow up and down motion, turning her eyes up to meet his. "She's good," I said.
After a few motions, she bent over and placed her lips over the tip of his cock. "I love the taste of a hard cock in the morning," she said as she swirled her tongue around the end, let her tongue play along the delicate skin of his penis, then taking his entire length down her throat.
After ten minutes of savoring his cock with her mouth, she looked up at him and asked, "Want to fuck?"
"Oh god," he said as I watched and my heart began to beat faster. Since the first time we talked about her performing for me with another man, I had eagerly awaited the chance to watch another man's cock disappear into her wet and wonderful pussy.
"My husband has never seen me suck another man's cock before," she said, "and now he'd love to see you fuck me and fill me with your semen."
Claire and Jake performed for me for over two hours, and I watched them fuck, then kiss, do everything ever done orally, and I even watched them sleep between orgasms. I sat and watched him suck her breasts like a hungry baby, eat her pussy from below, above, and in a marvelous sixty-nine, and I saw her sit on his lap and bounce over him like a horny school girl. I saw him fuck her from behind, on his side, and I got close enough to see him sliding in as she bent down across his chest with her ass in the air.
I eagerly watched her cleaning her own juices off this other man's spent cock, catching his ejaculations in her mouth as she held his spurting erection inches from her lips, and I delighted in seeing him repeatedly fucking her every orifice in every position I could think of. It was a marvelous afternoon watching my wife have sex with Jake, one we talked about repeatedly for a week afterward.
