As high school sweet hearts married at 18, my wife and I had never been with anyone sexually other than each other. This never seemed to bother her. And it surely didnt bother me as my wife was an absolute knockout at the time (still is to be fair). 5'6", 36C, Blonde hair, with larger than average blue eyes. 113lbs. any weight she did have was in her ass. She had a small, slightly upturned button nose that rested perfectly above her thick lips. She had soft pale skin and soft cheekbones. She would get a deep dimple on her left side when she smiled, which she did often. Her nickname at our school was Angel, as she was so bubbly that she almost seemed to glow. Well, that and another reason.
She was a good christian girl. She took her religion very, very seriously. She would commonly be called a churchfreak or bible thumper by the jealous girls in her class. She never watched porn or smoked and rarely drank. She wore a silver cross around her neck at all times, even in the shower. When i bought her Wedding Ring I was sure to have it match the silver cross, as I knew that it would never come off her neck for the rest of her life. She even made jokes about her attachment to it.
I am an average looking white male, 5'10, 170lbs, with a 6" dick hard. I've always been aware i am average at best. I've looked up averages, plus i've seen a lot of porn. I'm not small, but definitely not large enough to be free of insercurity. I also knew soon after we were married that I wanted her not to know so I didn't lose her. She was well out of my league. I trusted her. I did. But a mans insecurity is sometimes too much. I feared that if she found a bigger cock, especially if she *gulp* had sex with one, mine would never compare.
Pretty much every day I would constantly catch men glancing at her everywhere we went. Sometimes I swear i could hear what they were thinking. How did HE get HER? I'm not rich, nor skilled or anything. I really am just your average, mediocre as possible, man.
But, somehow for 7 years I was able to stay happy in my marriage without so even a peep or thought about either of us with someone else. That is until my wife met Rachel.
My wife worked as a salesperson for an international credit card company in a call center. And one day a new coworker Rachel was placed in the cubicle next to hers. Naturally conversation between the two happened and long story short my wife came home after two weeks acting strange.
I asked her what was wrong but she wouldn't say. Just kept saying she was fine but i knew something was up. I kept pestering until finally she said it.
"Fine! My coworker couldn't believe I've only ever been with ONE guy. At first it didnt bother me but after thinking about it she is kind of right. I'm 25 and i've only ever been with you"
"Well I've only ever been with you"
"I know" she continued "Thats why i think we should...and please dont hate me for saying this...each find one person to have sex with. Just once. Just to see"
And there it was. The question i had wanted to avoid for our entire relationship. But then again, she did say both of us. Even though my wife was beautiful of course i was curious to see what another woman was like.
"I don't know if that's a good idea" I stammered.
"Please honey. I love you. I won't leave you. I just simply don't think i can go my entire life without seeing what it is like to be with someone else." She said in the sweetest most convincing voice she could muster.
"OK."
That's all i could say. OK. Her mind had been made up and i could tell.
"So how do we do this?" I asked nervously.
"I've actually already planned it out. We will both go out separately on the same night so it is fair. Then when we find someone we like we can bring them home at midnight. Then we will both have sex with our partners in our bed. That way we can still be together in the eyes of god."
"Wait. WHAT?" I exclaimed. I had never been so confused in my life. She wants WHAT?
"Well I read the bible very intensely to try and see if there was a way for us to have sex out of wedlock and it not be a sin, and I found this. 'A man nor a woman shall lie spearate with another outside thy marriage bed'."
She looked at me unable to hold back her smile. Her cheeks blushing, giving away how nervous she was. I could tell she was waiting for me to say she was right. "How long did she spend looking for this loophole?" I thought to myself. I didn't dare ask her.
"So don't you see?" She said impatiently.
Unfortunately I connected the dots immediately. She stared excited at me. Her oversized blue eyes sparkling at me like a puppy begging for table scraps. Or as if she won the lottery in bible verses. She really wanted this to happen, and she had put in work.
"That can't be right." I said.
"It's a technicality but it is there! As long as we are in the same bed together we can have sex with other people!" She said. Almost gushing with satisfaction of her accomplishment of research. She wasn't going to take no for an answer.
I mean she knows the bible better than I do. If that is what she read then she wasn't WRONG. The language did seem strangely specific. I was bested. She came to the fight with her guns loaded. She really was gonna have us make love with stranger in the same bed we slept in every night. I had run out of excuses. My wife is too hot for me to risky being controlling.
"Ok well...well when then?" I asked her almost shaking. At this point i had accepted the situation and just wanted to get it over with to relieve my nerves.
"Why not tonight?" She said.
Wait, it was a friday night i had almost forgotten. How long had she been planning this? When i first read her expression did she know that this night would end with her entangled with another man for the first time? Was there even a coworker named Rachel? What if she had been planning this for longer? My mind kept racing through every possible scenario.
My heart was racing. This was all happening so fast. Not even 15 minutes ago i had a perfect marriage with an innocent christian wife and now i was going to witness her be penetrated by another man that very evening. I felt dizzy.
"Well. I mean tonight is kinda soon don't you think?"
"I would really rather get this over with. I would be upset until it happened otherwise." She said, almost annoyed at this point. "I've already been obsessing about it."
Obsessing. What a strong word. My mind began to imagine what exactly she was obsessing about.
"All...Alright then. Tonight." I felt like I was going to pass out.
She squealed in delight and jumped into my arms. Kissing me on the cheek. Like she had just gotten a christmas present.
"Thank you so much baby. This will make our love so much stronger" For some reason i doubted her words. How could her getting dicked down in front of me, and me banging a chick in front of her, be good for us? But she had me backed into a corner, so I went along with it.
"Don't worry" She assured "After tonight is over you'll feel a lot better. Now go get read you need to get laid tonight.
Then she ran off into the bedroom. Within seconds she had pulled out a little black dress. I knew that dress. It was the one she would wear when we would go out on special occasions. Anniversarys. Valentine's Day. So essentially if she was wearing that dress i was getting laid that night. Because of this i became aroused any time i saw that dress. Just like Pavlov's Dogs and a bell.
She took about 45 minutes to get ready. I had taken about 5. Pulled out a button up shirt and a pair of blue jeans. Good to go. When she exited the bathroom i saw her. She was amazing. Her makeup was perfect. Not too much not too little, but purposely seductive. The eye liner was extra thick and her lashes thickened as well. Her big blue eyes popped in contrast to the eye makeup. I loved those eyes. I swore i could read her thoughts through those eyes. The dress fit perfectly and stuck to her every curve. Her silver necklace shined across the dark black. Literally anyone who saw her would be able to tell she was out to get laid that night, yet the cross kept the whole outfit somehow conservative and classy. I assumed she was going to bring home a gentleman tonight. "What if she brings home a gray haired dad type?" I thought to myself. "That would be weird i don't think i could watch that. Then i had just begun to wonder who else she could bring home, when she interrupted my thoughts.
"Should i wear my ring?" She asked.
"What?"
"Should I wear my ring? Its up to you."
"Hmmm." I wasn't expecting that question. "I suppose yes." I told her. For some reason i thought just maybe this might deter any suitors. How foolish of me.
"OK then you have to wear yours as well." She demanded.
A fair trade. I agreed.
Then we left. She went south towards the downtown where all the college kids hung out. I instead chose to go to a little bar a few blocks up the street.
Now remember. I had not had to try and pick up a woman since i was 14 years old, and that happened because of game of spin the bottle in Jimmy Stevens basement. Not only did i have no idea what i was doing, I was completely oblivious to the fact that pretty much no woman is going to go for an average looking married guy with a big ring on his finger. Let alone come back to where your wife and another random stranger will also be having sex.
Needless to say as the night went on I never was able to find a woman to take home. Funny thing is i was so out of touch i really had believed i would be able to find someone.
I went home at about 1130, empty handed. I had a pretty good buzz since i had given up flirting by about 10. I then remembered what was still going to happen tonight. What I went out to do in the first place.
'Oh No' I thought. I was going to have to sit IN THE SAME BED and watch my wife make love to another man. "Surely she won't take it that literal" i thought for a second, but I knew how seriously she took her faith. She was already bending the rules, so she wasn't going to push it any further.
"Well, maybe she was unsuccessful too." I tried to reason with myself. Who was i kidding. At this point i had to turn my toughts to other problems. "Maybe he won't be bigger than me. Or at least not TOO big." I hoped desperately.
As i previously stated i watched a lot of porn. My wife had never seen a pornographic video in her life to my knowledge. She would have had no idea that my penis was average at best unless she brought home a much "Bigger Man" than I that very night. I mean this was the only time. There is a ton of different types of dicks out there and she can't see whoever she choses "thing" until he is in our bed.
I started to feel a little better. There was at least a pretty good chance that, at the worst, my wife would experience an inch or so more dick, based on the averages i had read. In the most likely scenario she ends up with a guy right around my size and she would probably even let me join in, since I didn't bring anyone home.
Midnight came. 12:00 AM exactly. They burst into the door laughing. She was always punctual.
I was waiting in the kitchen standing having another drink, just around the corner from the front door. When they came around the corner i saw something I hadn't even thought of.
