I have been reading the stories on this site for a long time, as many of them seem to be about a fantasy that I have held about my wife for many years. I like many other readers have longed to see my wife with another man.
I don't really know why. Well I guess I do. I think my wife is beautiful and very, very sexy. She is just over 40 (I am 5 years older), and I guess she is a larger lady. Tall and not exactly slim, but not fat either. She is I suppose statuesque. Not every bloke's ideal woman, but she turns me on, and I suppose I have always wanted to have evidence that she turns other men on too.
Over the years she has occasionally flirted with guys at parties, usually when she has had a few too many. She has kissed a few men, one on 3 or 4 occasions, when I thought at last I would get to see or hear about my biggest fantasy, but in the end it never really went any further. On another occasion I walked into a room and found Amanda sat on a blokes lap, with their lips locked together. He had his hands all over her tits outside of her dress, and her hands were busy in his lap, although I couldn't really see what was going on, I'm sure she was feeling his cock through his trousers. Once they saw me they just started talking. I left the room again to see if anything would happen, but Amanda soon joined me in the kitchen saying she felt really drunk and could we leave. She was very passionate when we got home, but when I asked her about her encounter at the party and that I would have liked to have seen her take it further, she apologised and said that she could never do it and that I was enough for her.
I have mentioned it a few times over the years but have got the same response, until a few months ago, when something finally happened that I can share with fellow readers.
We had decided to drive through Europe from the UK to mainland Greece for an extended holiday. We were travelling on a budget, and we had planned most of the journey on line and booked decent hotels at reasonable prices along the way, and had enjoyed a lovely few days staying in France and Italy. We enjoyed nice meals and a few drinks, but were generally too tired from the driving to enjoy much sex along the way.
Once we reached the Adriatic coast we had nearly a whole day to relax on the ferry and we planned to make up for it then, and enjoy a passionate time.
We had not been able to book a cabin due to a malfunction on the ferry company's website, so we booked as foot passengers with a car and thought we would be able to book a cabin once on board.
We arrived at the port and boarded the ferry and when we enquired about the cabin we were told that we would have to ask again once the boat set sail. There was nothing to do but go up to the top deck and have a drink sat in the sunshine.
When we finally set sail we went down only to be told that there were only 4-berth cabins left, which cost 250 euros. As I said we were travelling on a budget so we decided that this was too much to pay, especially as we had found a large lounge with huge sofas that we had been told we could sleep on. The only disappointment was that we would have to forgo the passionate night of sex we had planned.
Little did I know!!!
We returned to the top deck bar and ordered another drink, when we were approached by an man who started to chat about the weather and suchlike. We invited him to join us and found out that he was an English lorry driver, called Dave who was travelling alone. We had been chatting for a while when I noticed that he was the sort of man that Amanda normally likes. Quite tall and muscular, not exactly handsome but a real ''mans man'. I also notice that Amanda and Dave were getting on very well, and when Amanda felt hot and took off her shirt to reveal a low cut strappy top that showed lots of cleavage, Dave could not take his eyes off her chest.
We told Dave about the situation with the cabin and he explained that, as a lorry driver he is booked into a four-berth cabin, but if the ferry is full, he may have to share with other drivers, but as it was early in the season it was likely that he would have the whole cabin to himself. He looked Amanda directly in the eye when he said that we would be welcome to stay with him if the room was empty.