My name is Sam, and I'm thirty years old. My wife Tani, who is twenty-six, and I have a three-year-old kid, and we have been living in the USA for a few years. We moved here for my job; I work for a large tech company.
My wife, she truly is a gorgeous woman, with her fair complexion, deep-brown eyes, awesome black hair, and 34D-cup boobs; she is hot as hell. She is excellent in bed-- very active and energetic; she likes to play the dominant role in the bedroom, even though she's just five-foot-three and weighs only a hundred-fifteen pounds. Sometimes, I think she might not be getting everything that she deserves from me. I'm, of course, meaning in terms of sexual pleasure. I sometimes feel guilty, that she should probably get someone younger, who could help her be more satisfied. Sometimes, I feel she should have a boyfriend.
Occasionally, during intimate times, I had brought up that idea, but being very conservative, she was completely reluctant to try it. Then I tried to seduce her by asking her to imagine going to a nightclub and dancing with a stranger. We fantasized about my wife dancing with another guy when we were having sex. The sex was very hot that night.
Even though she was reluctant involving another man in our life, I convinced her that we could meet a guy for fun in a public place to see if she became interested, on the one condition that I would choose whom to meet.
I started exploring Tinder. There was a lot of interest, but somehow, I couldn't find anyone that she might be interested in. After a few days, we got a match with a guy stationed at a military base nearby. He was around twenty-two years old, white, and in good shape. His name was Mike. I showed the picture of him to her. Though she was initially reluctant, I convinced her to meet him once. If she didn't like him or didn't feel right, we would just backtrack.
We exchanged our Snapchat IDs and had a video call with Mike, so that both us and Mike could get to know each other as real people. He was very much interested in meeting us, so we fixed a date and time to meet him in at a nearby Starbucks.
We dropped our kid off in daycare, and started preparing for our meeting. She dressed with a sweet red dress and denim jacket on top of the dress and jean's pants
. Her breasts were looking like they wanted to pop through her push-up bra. She was modestly dressed, but very attractive.
I texted Mike on Snapchat and he said he was almost there. We reached Starbucks and waited for him. After a while, he reached the shop, and located us. We greeted him. He was six-feet tall, a well-maintained guy, had blond hair and blue eyes, and had clearly spent time at a gym. He had a body that could grace the cover of a women's romance novel. He had brought a bunch of red roses for my wife. He first shook hands with me and then with my wife. He presented the roses to my wife, who seemed to have become very happy.
We sat at the table facing each other, my wife and I on one side, and the other side sat Mike. We briefly chatted about his work and about his family. And he couldn't take his eyes off my wife. And I could see the lust in those eyes.
He complimented me by saying, "You're so lucky having her as your wife; she is a gorgeous woman."
All of a sudden, I noticed he dropped his pen, and went down to pick it up. I noticed he was looking at my wife's legs, even though she was wearing jeans pants. After picking up the pen, he started moving his foot, rubbing my wife's legs.
I told my wife, "Flirt with him a bit."
She then responded by moving her foot and rubbing his leg.
"Lean forward. Give him a glimpse down the front of that gorgeous top you're wearing," I whispered.
She took a deep breath and nodded. That was my good girl. She leaned forward to give him a little bit of a view of her cleavage. Mike bit his own lip to give an air of lustrous desire.
After about half an hour, I asked, "Would you like to take a walk on the nearby trail, it is beautiful around there."
Both said, "Oh yeah," in an almost-echo-like fashion.
The trail was quiet, one gravel road, covered with trees on both sides. We started walking, with Tani in the middle, between Mike and me. I encouraged her to have a conversation with him. Mike was telling stories of his military career and of parties; both seemed to enjoy each other's company. All of a sudden, Tani's foot got caught on a stone, and she stumbled. She was about to lose her balance and fall down when Mike quickly grabbed her by the waist; she wrapped her hands around his neck for support, and thus prevented herself from falling down.
Tani said, "Oh Mike, thank you very much for catching me, or else I was gonna get hurt very badly."
Mike replied, "The pleasure is mine."
Then, she grabbed his hand while walking. Both of them started walking closer together, occasionally their hips touched. I told them I was gonna sit on the bench for a while to wait for them, and asked them to have a walk but not to go too far away.
I noticed they were walking closer, and that one of Mike's hands was now around her waist, and her head rested on his shoulder. He started to whisper into her ear. Simultaneously, his right hand released her hip, and she was clearly happy to pull it back without assistance, as it started traveling up and down her body, from the top of her jeans-covered thigh to his left hand which was now openly squeezing and mauling her right tit.
I was sure Mike was enjoying every bit of fragrance that was coming out of my wife's body. After around fifteen minutes or so, I noticed them coming back, holding each other closely. On one hand, I was very jealous, but on the other, I was happy seeing her happy.
After they came back, Mike said to me, "I really feel jealous of you, of having such an adorable wife!"
I expressed my gratitude to him. We went back to Starbucks and had another coffee together. I noticed Tani's face was glowing and she seemed very happy. We had to say goodbye to Mike, as we had to pick up our kid. Mike gave a hug to my wife Tani, and kissed her forehead, said goodbye, and left.
After we returned home, I asked Tani, "So tell me, how did it go?"
She kept silent for a moment, looking shy.
I asked her again, "Did you like Mike?"
She replied, "Mike is the type of guy who could be the dream of any girl. I enjoyed walking with Mike a lot. He has a well-built body with good muscle, a wide chest, and overall, a good psyche."
She took a breath and continued, "I felt a current flowing in me when he held me by the waist to prevent me from falling down. I spun around to try to be steady and my hand went naturally to his waist and his to mine. When he caught me, I had my head on his firm stomach. I had a flash in my mind that he felt really toned, he smelled really nice and he had his hand on my hip and it really felt good. I haven't been touched by another man since we got married. He is a great conversationalist, full of humour and easy to talk with."
I asked her, "Anything you noticed interesting about him?"
She told me, "I noticed a huge bulge in his pants, while walking closely with him, holding his hand. Occasionally, the back of his hand brushed the side of my boob and I felt an almost-electric shock course through me, my nipples were getting hard."
It was totally innocent, but her mind raced through the moment and she knew her face flushed red.
I asked her, "Do you want to meet him again?"
She said, "The first impression was good and we could meet him again, and see where it goes."
I was totally surprised because I thought she would not agree to involve another guy in our life. But I was very excited too, because it was my idea and fantasy. We had great sex that night, both of us enjoyed it a lot.
The next day, Mike sent me a message on Snapchat.
"Hi Sam, how are you and Tani? It was really a pleasure meeting with both of you. You are a perfect couple. I'm honoured to be with you. I couldn't sleep that night because I dreamed of Tani. Tani is on my mind all the way through."
