I answered the phone cheerily in the car on my drive home and was met with the frustrated-sounding voice of my wife, Sarah. "I just found out the annual meeting is scheduled for the end of the month and I have to go this year as the representative for our team. It sounds like work-related activities until 6:00pm both days and then team-building stuff pretty late into the evenings," she said, annoyed.
"Where is it this year?" I asked
"That's the worst part," she said, "It's about an hour and a half away. Not far enough to be excited about traveling to and not close enough that | could come home to you and the kids after we wrap up for the day. I'm sorry," she said. "It looks like you'll be single parenting for a couple nights while I'm away."
"That's quite alright," I replied, "don't worry about us. We'll have a great time while you're gone."
We chatted for a bit longer and then hung up. The wheels were already turning in my head about the possibilities while Sarah was away. Could I arrange for babysitting and meet her at the hotel for a little getaway once her work stuff ended? I quickly decided against that, thinking of how bored I would be hanging out by myself all day. The next thing that came to mind was seeing if I could encourage her to have some fun herself while she was there.
A few years ago, I had mentioned my fantasy of wanting to see her with another man. She didn't seem interested at the time, and outside of the occasional role-playing with a toy had not shown much interest since either. I wondered if it was the idea itself that didn't turn her on, or if it was her fear of how I might react or whether it would change our relationship or if, as a relatively new mom it wasn't something she thought she should be entertaining. Whatever the case, I had tried a few times since to bring it back up and see if she had warmed to the idea at all - each time getting a gentle no in response, but never a 'forever' no, just a not right now.
Over the next few days, I decided that I would put together a little care package for her to use while she was away. A few things that, at the very least, she could use to enjoy some alone time in a hotel without the kids around. I discretely started packing a bag for her: some sexy lingerie that she could put on to set the mood for herself, a wearable vibrator that I could control via an app, a realistic dildo that we affectionately referred to as 'Ryan,' her magic wand and selfishly, our tripod so that she could send me some photos once she got worked up. I also snuck in a couple of condoms, should she see this as the opportunity to indulge my fantasy.
In the few days leading up to the meeting I could tell Sarah was feeling frustrated about having to go, stressed about packing and guilty about leaving me with the kids. While we were chatting in bed one night, I assured her it would fine and tried to point out the positives -- I would get to have some fun alone time with the kids, she would be able to sleep unbothered by waking toddlers, it would be a great networking opportunity at work and she would get to wear a few fancy outfits for the team-building activities after the official work day ended. I also pointed out that, in the worst-case scenario, she would get some fun alone time in her hotel room after a few drinks. She coyly asked what the best-case scenario would be if that was the worst.
"Some fun, not-so-alone time in your hotel room," I replied with a wink. "This might be a great chance for you to try out that fantasy of mine. Surely there will be a few co-workers you find attractive there. People are flying in from all over, so it could avoid any awkwardness of having to see them regularly at work afterwards. No pressure, but I want you to know you not only have my permission but also my encouragement to explore if you like as long as a few ground rules are followed."
"I wouldn't count on it," replied Sarah. "I'm sure I'll be tired from the meetings all day and will want to remain professional so I'll probably leave the team-building stuff as early as I can just to get to bed. But just out of curiosity, what sort of ground rules did you have in mind."
The fact that she was even asking was making my heart race and my dick begin to swell. "Well," I started, "Since I won't be there to see you in action, I'd want regular updates both to make sure you're safe and because it would be a huge turn-on for me. Who you're finding attractive and flirting with, how you're feeling, what sorts of things you're doing with them. If it gets that far, some action shots of the two of you. I'd love to see how you touch each other, how you suck his cock, what you look like being fucked by another guy and an after shot once he's cum so I can see where you decided to take it."