WARNING
This story is part 5 of a series where a husband and wife work to expand their sexual enjoyment. Loving Wives, I believe this fits nicely into this category correctly: Married extra-marital fun: swinging, sharing & more.
I would suggest that you'll enjoy it more if you have read the preceding chapters.
Please use your intelligence and comprehension to only read on if you think you'll enjoy it. I'd hate for you to waste your limited time on something that you don't like.
WARNING Complete
Before she goes
Friday work time is done. Emily has just gotten home and is upstairs getting ready for her weekend away. Terry is picking her up in an hour. I wanted to pack a few things for her but apparently Terry was very clear that she needed to bring nothing with her. Evidently, they have that sorted, though I'm not exactly sure what that means. Maybe she'll be naked all weekend serving them all. I can't quite picture it and am a little concerned, I mean what about clean undies, sleepwear, clothes for tomorrow, toothbrush etc?
I waited for her in the bedroom after hearing her finish in the shower. She opened the door stepping in, wrapped in a large towel. "I still can't believe I'm doing this."
I smirked at her and teased with a "Doing what babes, having a shower?"
She pouted, "Going away for a weekend with someone from work." She unwrapped herself from the towel and I took her amazing body in. Her body with these new tattoos did make her look different. Just in general a little bit more, I guess trashier. Though they were nicely done and not too obtrusive, they simply made the aura around her different.
However it was her nipple rings that really had my attention, again. They just scream slut out loud to everyone that saw them. They were big and obvious and could not be hidden. Claire was gob smacked at them and they had both spoken about them at length. Emily had even gotten them out to show her which was sexy as fuck in my book. Apparently, everyone in work had clearly spotted them and a few even asked about them. Emily was completely happy with them and at ease explaining them to anyone that asked. I think her default was 'Yup, I like them, don't you?'. That didn't give anyone anywhere to go really, it was genius and shut conversations down quickly.
She saw me staring, as I have done every minute of every day for the last week. "They're the same Chris."
"Yer and they're ace." I couldn't help myself, breaking from the hypnotising vision before me. "It's exciting isn't it you going away with Terry for this." I couldn't bring myself to say it.
She dropped the towel completely and put her hands on her hips, spreading her legs. A powerful stance "You really about to share this?".
I nodded "Yup".
"That really, really what you want?" god she looked amazing. "Tell me again." I took a deep breath and lowered my eyes, but she wasn't having that this time "No, look at me Chris. Look at your wife as you tell her your perverted ideas.".
I looked up at her, our eyes met. A few seconds passed, my cock grew harder before I delivered "I want you to cuckold me.". There it was, I'd said it and really meant it.
"God darn Chris, this is crazy." She stood there for a moment. We both heard a car pull up, I guessed it was him, he was very early. "He can wait a second." She'd had the same thought as me. "I may not be able to help myself, I may actually have sex with him." Again another pause, I just continued to look at her. "I'll have someone else's penis inside my body", and she tapped her pussy to make the point.
"I want that."
"God this is crazy", and she shook her head. "I'm also supposed to go out to his car in a minute with just this dress and shoes on. Nothing else at all." She'd picked up the dress from next to me on the bed and swung it around a bit. "Then trust that he'll provide a bra, knickers, and everything else when he wants. What about condoms?" She didn't sound that happy at all. This was starting to unravel.
I realised that in the cold light of day, when she wasn't horny, and she began to think. That this actually was a crazy idea. I needed to warm her up a bit. So many different ways to do so. But I knew what worked. Standing up in front of her without saying anything I quickly picked up a condom from my bedside cabinet. She looks at me confused as I strip down to nothing. Quickly putting the condom on, I was pretty smooth at doing that at this stage.
We were now both naked in our bedroom. A perfectly normal thing for a husband and wife to do. Even the husband with a condom on his hard cock was normal. I stepped up to her and our bodies touched. Her nipple rings cold against my chest and my cock pulsing against her stomach. Just like in the shower room the other day, she had a naked man and his cock pressed up against her body.
What I did next wasn't what you'd call normal. "Remember when you were like this in the shower with all those men?" She was about to reply when my lips touched hers and we kissed. One of my arms wrapped around her lower back and the other took a handful of boob. I broke the kiss. "Remember how you felt with all those men looking at your body." I quickly started the kiss again. This time playing with her nipple ring.
I felt her melt in my arms in seconds. I moved away from her mouth and bent, enough to take her free nipple ring into my mouth. "Remember how amazingly sexy you are and how I want you to fuck more men." Yup I heard her moan at me.
"Ohh good Chris, this isn't fair", and she panted.
"I want you to go with him and fuck him." I moaned back between mouthfuls of nipple and the metal ring. I then knelt before her, level with her neatly trimmed pussy. I slowly leaned forward and kissed it. "I want your pussy to enjoy other cocks." I couldn't help myself. I needed to drum the message home so I continued, "I want you to have sex with him. I want you to make love with him. I wanted you fucking other men. I want you to cuckold me. I want it to happen right now."
She quivered at all that. "Ohh shit" was all she could say. She took a step back from me, looking deep into my eyes, she shook her head and pulled her dress on. It was a dark blue, sheath-like thing. She had to wiggle her hips back and forth to get it down. I moved back so that I was now sitting on the end of our bed, still naked with my cock standing to attention in the condom. Pulling it down her body it came to mid thigh. It was rather short for her, it looked really good. She looked really hot.
She looked down at herself and grabbed her boobs, hoisting them up and then letting them drop. "Fuck look at them. I can't go out without a bra." She was right, they are big breasts, natural big big breasts, they hung heavy and low. Her nipples very obvious with the rings in them.
"I think you look fucking amazing. Terry will think so too, I'm sure."
She just looked at me "Ohhh gooodddd. I love you so much Chris, this is crazy. I can't promise anything but I'm so horny now." She reached under her dress and ran her fingers through her pussy. Stepping up to me with a slick finger she rubbed them around my condom covered cock. That made me moan to her as she told me "I think you've broken me", and she turned and walked out the bedroom.
I heard her bare feet on the stairs. Then her shoes in the hallway as I guessed she was putting her heels on. "God I'm so horny. I have my mobile." She called up the stairs as the door opened and then slammed behind her.
I quickly jumped up, and standing to the side of the window so that no one would see my naked body I watched my wife walk towards Terrys merc. She had a swing in her step, god she looked good. She simply got in the car and it almost instantly pulled away.
There went my wife, with a stranger for a weekend, to likely have sex with him.
A tense afternoon and evening, saw me receiving few texts from her as they travelled together on the motorway and a final one when they arrived there at 10 pm. She didn't let on that anything interesting happened and didn't really say much to me. I guess it would have been rude as she was with him in the car. She did however confirm that apparently there were going to be 6 other men there with her and Terry. That was a group of 8 with her being the only woman. My only instruction was that she was going to Facetime call me at 10am tomorrow morning.
The Weekend Away
As planned, Saturday morning, a few minutes after 10am I answered the Facetime call and was greeted by a smiling Emily. It looks like she's laying, on her back on a bed. I'm guessing she's laying widthways as the top of her head is pretty much at the edge of the bed. It's an upper torso shot, showing her head, arms and t-shirt to just below her boobs. I can see her nipple rings through the top, it instantly reminds me of the sexual nature of her being there. I don't recognise the t-shirt and can't make out what's written on it due to the angle. Emily has a pair of small loopy gold earrings with a matching necklace, both of which I'd never seen before. She looks bright and happy. I then quickly realise that there's someone else in the room as I can see both her hands and the camera is moving a little. I wonder who it could be.
"Good morning Chris, missing me?" she asks with a radiant smile hiding an obviously nervous demeanour.
"Of course honey. You ok?" I ask her, clearly with a lot of meaning in it.
She picks up on that straight away. "Yup I'm great, I think. I genuinely had a great sleep last night, all very PG13 as I said in my texts. I'm ready for today", and she looked down her body, it was her turn to hint at something.
"Ohh what do you have planned then?" I'm wondering as one of her messages last night said that this call may last a while, to get comfy and have a fully charged battery.
"To tell the truth I'm not actually sure", she replies and her eyes look around the room a bit, the camera stays fixed on her. I wonder if she's making eye contact with the camera man and maybe one or two other people. Is everyone still sleeping, or is the room full, how many of them are in the house, how many in the room?
I then wonder "Are you, errr fully dressed?" and I gulp a little.
"Yup, sort of, thank you." and she looks back at the camera, clearly not a real answer to my question.
"What does that mean?"
"Oh you want to know exactly what I have on? Ok a new pair of heels. They're very high, I can only just walk in them. A new white stocking and suspender set and a matching bra and thong." As if you prove it a little she pulls the neck of her t-shirt a little to show the shoulder strap of her bra. "This new t-shirt and a new mini-skirt." she blushes a little. So I guess the mini-skirt is a proper mini-skirt and not something she would usually wear.