I am, I suppose what is considered slipping into 'middle age' as a woman in today's world, being in my late 30's. My name is Suzanne and while on the petite side, I am blessed with an athletic build that is both genetically gifted and deliberately maintained. I am aware that compared to most of my female friends, I am envied for my tight athletic body. My partner's name is Steve and is a good guy with a physically average body and not particularly athletic.
I have a family consisting of two kids, a boy and a girl and a decent man for a husband. We live an upper middle class comfortable lifestyle with both adults working and not major issues with our kids. We have been married for a dozen years and things have been sliding into what many couples experience, a boring sex life and functioning like compatible room mates, co-parenting our kids.
Lately I have found myself wanting more from life and becoming aware that this life has a tangible end. I don't perseverate on this but it seems to be a recurring awareness that I just need more stimulation in my life.
Recently we went out for dinner with another couple who we have known for some time which I always look forward to, in part just to get out of the house but also because I find some of the banter stimulating. The woman, Mary is ok but we don't have anything in common outside of being a parent. The man, Dan, is a little older than me and well, all of us, but in incredible physical shape and always has a mischievous glint in his eye. He and I have this pretend competitive sparring we get into that on occasion when our spouses are not present, has sexual innuendo's flying that get me going.
When I fantasize about having an affair with someone, it is almost always with Dan and usually with him being the dominant one pushing me to have sex with him or often "to" him. I usually end of climaxing while he is dominating me verbally and physically in my fantasy.
Now when we go out for dinner these fantasies are front of mind and often get flushed disproportionate to what is being said. I think Dan sees this and pushes my buttons even more. Both our spouses seem oblivious to this interaction perhaps in part because they don't care, but likely because these two boring people are in their own little world of mundane conversation.
One night we went out to a club after dinner to hear this band and I nudged my partner (Steve) to dance but he was deep in a conversation with Mary and declined so I looked at Dan and said:
"What about you, are you man enough to dance with me"? and I see that twinkle in his eye and he responds with:
"Well let's find out if I am man enough for you, shall we?"
I don't know if our partners even noticed us leaving but Dan escorted my to the dance floor and when his hand was placed on my lower back right next to my ass I got a shiver and my stomach did a somersault. I had never experienced that before so was a little dizzy with the feeling. We dance a few faster dances and then it slowed right down and Dan assumed we would go back to the table, but I pulled him back saying this was one of my favorites.
I could tell he was surprised and I looked up at him and boldly said: "This is where we see if your man enough" with this wicked smile on my face.
He smirked back and once again place one of his hands in the same place and pulled me in tight against his hard body. I responded by making sure all of my body was pressed against his and he of course took this as license to lower his hand until it was resting on my ass. I could feel his cock getting hard and was so turned on I could hardly stand it. At one point he bent down real close to my ear with his lips grazing my face and whispered: " Is this man enough for you Suzanne?" as his pressed his hard cock into me.
We made it through this dance somehow and I was a mess of sexualized energy such that I could no longer concentrate on the group conversation especially while he was smiling at me with that knowing look. I said that it was an early day tomorrow so we best be calling it a night before it became obvious to the other two what I was experiencing.
Once again it was home, pay the babysitter and go to bed. I was so charged up that I gave the sign to Steve I was interested in sex. He passively made himself available when I wanted him to aggressively fuck me, so while we had sex it was not what I was hoping for but he climaxed and rolled over muttering 'night babe' and went right to sleep snoring like a drunken sailor.
I however started fantasizing about Dan forcing me to my knees to such his magnificent cock while holding my head and telling that I was his slut and would be available whenever he desired.
I couldn't get that previous evening with Dan out of my head and started searching for porn and particularly liked stories where the woman became a sexual slave to a dominant man. (Coincidentally I had just finished the book Fifty Shades of Grey.) I also read some stories about men who wanted their "hot wife" to have sex with other men and either hear about it or be a voyeur in person or indirectly by video and these turned me on too because it seemed like a perfect scenario if Steve were that guy and where I keep my family intact but get to have a stimulating sex life.
The part that didn't seem likely was that Steve would be that kind of guy, but the fantasies were so hot and they persisted to be top of mind so I hatched a plan. I am the dominant one in this relationship in almost every scenario but has historically been pretty subtle in its behavior application.
I told him I wanted to spice up our sex life and I wanted to hear his fantasies and I would share some of mine. He was initially reluctant since he appeared to like our vanilla sex life but I pushed him and plied him with drink and a little pot to get him in a different frame of mind.
I started by saying that I always had a fantasy of being seduced by a tall dark buff man while on a business trip and started telling how it went including the details about how I felt when this stranger had his hands all over me on a dance floor and how big his cock was.
I notice that while Steve was listening, his cock was rock hard and I reached over, stroking his cock and said this is what I did to the strangers cock and then swallowed him up. I don't usually offer up blowjobs for poor Steve since we don't have sex much and it is so perfunctory. Steve was so excited he came in about 2 minutes and I let him cum in my mouth, which is so unprecedented, I thought he might pass out.
Things went back to normal routine although Steve was obviously more tuned into me and even suggested we go out with Dan and Mary again this weekend. I smiled to myself that he would make that connection and agreed that that would be fun.
We had a similar evening although Dan was emboldened by our last experience and becoming more touchy and boldly asked my if I wanted to dance again. Once again our partners were deep in a conversation of their own and cared less. This time Dan made comments about how I looked and that many men would be jealous of him which only turned me on more. I reached around and grabbed his ass and wow, I had no idea especially when he flexed to push his cock into me. I got even bolder and reached down to grab his cock briefly just to see how big it was and tease him more.
After many of these dances and sexual innuendo flying Steve and I went home again. I noticed that he and Mary were quite enamored with each other as well and asked him to tell me one of his fantasies as we crawled into bed.
He was not confident in sharing and stuttered to tell his fantasy and I reminded him of my sharing and that he could trust me to understand it is just a fantasy. He talked about this fantasy of an older woman seducing him, like a teacher and forcing him to satisfy her sexually while only teasing him but not letting him cum. He talked about her sitting on him, forcing him to eat her pussy and even lick her while she gently stroked the head of cock edging him until she came and then dismissing him, saying if he was a good boy maybe he could cum next time.
When I asking more probing questions, he shared that he had such an experience in his early formative years as an adolescent and it had stayed with him ever since.
I said that I understood how this type of experience can be so instructive for how we behave later in life and that I had similar experiences with a dominant older man in my early years.
