This story tells of a husband condoning his wife to have sex with another man, it's often referred to as cuckolding. Once again it's from a wives point of view. The theme is popular but in the end there is a moral to the story. I welcome your comments. Enjoy!
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As we were on our way to a four day romantic getaway at one of our areas five star hotels I couldn't help but smile at my loving husband. It was our twentieth wedding anniversary and we were going to the same hotel we honeymooned years earlier and in the same wedding night suite as well. What a husband!
Twenty years of marriage, wow it seemed like yesterday that I was marrying my high school sweetheart. There was David grinning from ear to ear as he watched me coming down the isle in my virginal, yes I said virginal white lace wedding gown. If I may digress for a moment, my name is Ann Marie, I attended a Catholic girl's high school and had only two dates up until David. The fact I had even kissed only a few boys amused both my older and two younger sisters; compared to them I was the 'ugly duckling' in the family. It wasn't until my sophomore year that I even wore a bra as my small boobs, short blonde tomboyish hair and braces didn't help my cause. That summer of my junior year a 'Cinderella' moment seemed to transform me almost overnight. Off came the braces and my breasts and figure finally took some shape. Midway through that year I let my blonde hair grow out and boys seem to take notice of me.
Enter David. We met at my church youth group one chilly March night in 1986 and fell for each other immediately. We were literally inseparable dating the remainder of high school and throughout college. He was my first true boyfriend and I loved the attention. David was a romantic and he spoiled me with flowers and cards at every opportunity. My strict Catholic upbringing gave young David some very uneasy and interesting date nights but he patiently stayed with me. Many a night I recall David's leaving me off at my doorstep and him going home with blue balls not that he didn't leave me with some wet panties as well. I felt so bad for him but actually proud that I was still a virgin on my wedding day. I had the June wedding that every girl dreams of in the summer of 1991 and that night all of David's frustrations finally ended. From day one David was a great lover and was always honest and trustworthy, he confessed long before we married he did have sex with two other girls before meeting me. The first time we made love was on our wedding night and it seemed so right. David was so gentle in entering my vagina for the first time popping my cherry. My first true orgasm with him was spectacular. My good Catholic mother lectured me on the facts of life the night before, counseling me about how a man needs more sex than a woman and all about oral sex and how most men expect and demand it. I never had the heart to tell her how much I loved sex as much as David, maybe even more so and really loved giving oral as well as receiving.
I worked hard for two years as we struggled to put David through dental school. Over the years David has become a very successful dentist and is highly regarded in his field. I continued and have been in sales for the last twenty years and work for a regional cosmetic company. Both of us probably had numerous opportunities to stray but I haven't and as far as I know neither has David. We live in the suburbs of a large Florida metropolitan area and have twin sons, sixteen. For the last few years or so we both have gotten into our careers but still managed time for our twin sons and their activities. We seem to always have our family night outings just like I did with my family growing up. That leaves us mostly exhausted on weekends and our sexual times have seemed to be more infrequent. Don't get me wrong when we do have sex, it's still wonderful. We still have our fantasies and always seem to bring it into our lovemaking no matter how kinky or naughty. David and I have imagined quite a few shall I say erotic and sensual fantasies in our twenty years of marriage. Nothing too kinky but he seems to love to put me in exasperating and humiliating circumstances in public places. I've never minded being in what I call 'sexy embarrassing' moments after all it's only a fantasy.
Driving to the hotel I looked forward to our anniversary getaway, the drive took us only 40 minutes. We pulled in to the hotel as the valet opened the door for me.
As I get out David's takes my arm and we walk into the hotel as the desk clerk welcomes us. "Mr. and Mrs. Anthony we have your room all prepared and ready for you."
"Thank you." David politely answers.
"Yes with all the special amenities you've requested too." the manager at the desk retorts, smiling at us.
I look inquisitively at David and he slyly looked back. As we got to the room David gave me the card key to open the door and as he did he picked me up and carried me just like he did on our honeymoon night. The attendant placed the bags by the closet door, David tipped him and the door closed behind him. I looked around the room and on the bed lay a light blue shear babydoll nightie with matching lace bikini panties. On the table were a dozen red roses with a bottle of vintage 1991 Dom Perignon, the year we were married and two fluted champagne glasses. David walked me over to the closet opening the door to find a black chemise cocktail dress. I should note that we had an argument a few weeks back about me spending too much money on my wardrobe so I took the dress back only to have David buy it back for this occasion. What a husband!
"God, I love you!" I said as a small tear ran down my cheek.
"And I love you too baby, happy anniversary. You'll need this to wear with the dress on Saturday night." He then pulled out of his pocket a string of pearls placing them around my neck.
"Unbelievable, twenty wonderful years and you still seem to surprise me, you are truly an amazing husband" Shaking my head and hugging him.
"I hope you brought some sexy lingerie to go with your outfits." David said.
"Oh you'll see when the time comes it could be very soon." As I glance at the nightie lying on the bed.
I also had some surprises in store for Doug. Friday was going to be his day and I surprised him with a golf outing with three of his golfing buddies at an exclusive country club. I set-up and paid for the whole thing figuring Friday morning would be fine and it could give me some time for a pedicure and tanning on the beach. Then that night we would take in a baseball game which he loved so much and it was back to the hotel for some private time.
That afternoon we had a late lunch and walked the beach reminiscing of our twenty years, talking about our twin boys and thinking mid life wasn't so bad after all. David asked me if I ever thought of being with another man and winking at him I said, "Why you've got someone in mind? Well, we both have had some fantasies in our lovemaking about that scenario. I have been approached at one time or another by some nice looking men, but I've never thought of cheating on you."
"I remember New Year's Eve three years ago and we were at Judy and Stan's, you flirted heavily with Stan's brother Steve all night. As I recall you gave him quite the kiss at midnight and another when we left for home." David told me.
"If you remember I did have a little too much to drink that evening and it never went any further. I confess I've been attracted to other men at times but they've been just a few silly little flirtations." I said.
"Can I ask you another question? Have ever thought about someone else inside you?" David asked.
"Like inside my head?" I teased.
"No, you know what I mean, let me be blunt, getting fucked by another man!" as he raised his voice.
I laughed and said, "Sweetheart I know we've fantasized about it but it would have to be the right circumstance. It's very erotic I have to admit but it would really have to be a perfect setting and even then I probably would never let it happen. I love only you and like I said before I would never cheat on you."
Looking at David I could visible see the erection in his pants, I was a little turned on by the thought of it too. Was it just a fantasy of ours or deep down inside did both of us really want it to happen?
"So quit these outrageous thoughts." I squeezed David's hands we and kissed.
"Let's get up to the room and renew our vows." I winked. "I'll race you to the room!"
As we got to our room I really was horny and wanted it. He was my husband, my love, my life. That afternoon we didn't just make love we fucked like newlyweds and cuddled until sunset. We watched the sun disappear on the horizon from our balcony on the Gulf, I slipped on a crocheted see-thru cover up for a little modesty wearing only that and bikini panties, David in his cute little jockey shorts.