Yes I am one of those men who are turned on by the idea of his wife fooling around with other men.
It's something I have learned to be comfortable about, in private. What I didn't expect was my wife to be confessing this to my boss over dinner on a Friday evening.
The three of us had been enjoying a nice dinner following a successful trade exhibition we had attended. My wife had come along to lend a little bit of glamour to our otherwise dull stand and it had worked. Alice had smiled, flirted, accidentally adjusted her skirt (several times) revealing her stocking tops and drawing visitors to our stand in numbers well beyond what we would have expected. The day being such an outstanding success my boss offered to stand dinner on the long drive back, a drive being made by me.
Dinner was great Alice and Don had enjoyed a bottle of wine after a couple of beers and were now onto the brandy. the talk had got progressively more risqué as Don seemed to want to talk about Alice's tactics on the stand, this had then progressed to exploring how naughty she might actually be and ended with her revelation that however naughty she was did not matter as it was something I got a big kick out of. I did not know what to say. So when asked if this was true by Don had no option but to admit to my secret little weakness. The conversation then moved on to a discussion over some of the materialisations our unconventional relationship.
Don learned that I had encouraged Alice to go on dates with a number of my friends, waiting at home for her return when she would slowly stroke my cock while telling me how she had been kissed and fondled, fingered and fucked. How I had watched as she sucked off one of our neighbours letting him cum all over her naked tits, how i had begged her to wander into the kitchen topless whilst a builder was discussing a range of new fitted units to renovate our tired little kitchen. Don was enthralled. I tried not to look to sheepish. In the end Don turned to me offered a high five and called me a legend. Another round of brandy's and a coke for me, Don's hand resting on my wife's thigh at stocking top level and it was time to go. Sheepish about my boss discovering my strange fantasies I might have been but I was not about to miss an opportunity to indulge them.
Don was turned on, the evidence was clearly visible as we left the table. Alice and Don each visited the bathrooms before we left and I waited just outside the door. As they exited the restaurant I stepped forward and declared "Sir and Madam your car awaits"
"Lead on my man" replied Don and Alice linked her arm through his as they followed me to the car. I held the rear door open in a very deferential manner and Alice climbed in. As she moved across the seat her skirt rode up revealing her black lace top stockings and creamy white flesh above, she made no effort to correct her dress as Don climbed in beside and shuffled up to her putting his arm around her shoulder.
We left the restaurant car park with me voicing my intention to take 'the scenic route' back home. This was really nothing more than a declaration that we would be driving along dark country roads rather than the bright lights of the motorway. Don said something to Alice I didn't quite catch and was greeted with some rather naughty sounding giggling. I adjusted the mirror to see that Don was sat at an angle whispering into Alice's ear one arm draped around her shoulder and the other hand resting on her leg at the very top of her stocking, her skirt had definitely moved further up as I could just make out the black lacy thong covering her beautifully trimmed pussy.
We had a little drive before we would be out into the country and the street lights meant that my view into the back seat via the mirror was quite good. It also meant that people looking in from outside could also see Alice and Don in the back quite clearly, which caused some surprise to a young cyclist when we pulled up at traffic lights, who on glancing over saw a couple in the back of a car embroiled in a passionate kiss with his hand massaging her inner thigh.
We were soon out of town and things were hotting up. It was difficult to see at first as my eyes adjusted to the darker conditions, although a bright full moon made it not impossible. I did of course have to be careful as its useful to look forward when driving as well as just gazing lustfully into the mirror. They were not holding back now and the moans coming from Alice convinced me Don's hand had progressed on from her thigh. Having heard Alice being fingered a number of times beford I was sure Don now had at least one finger firmly implanted in my wfe's cunt. I tried to look but could not get a clear view. Needing to know I simply asked,
"Everything all right back there?" Trying not to sound too meek or desperate.
"God yes Don has really long fingers. Alice replied. "I'm sorry about your seat but I'm so wet."
That was everything I needed to know, Don was fingering Alice and she was loving it. Just to remove any further doubt a few seconds later Alice's thong landed next to me on the passenger seat.
We drove on amidst moans and giggles until I heard "It's too tight you will have to unzip it." Then the sound of a zipper being undone. When I could next look in the back Alice's top was round her waist and her naked C cup tits with their delightful rose pink nipples where clearly on show. To say I was finding driving difficult is an understatement, all I wanted to do was gaze into the mirror watching my boss fondle and suck my wifes tits while his fingers played with her pussy thrusting in and out with a deep fucking motion. It was then I noticed we were approaching a village.
