Two years ago my wife Janet approached me one evening and said she wanted to talk. Over the prior few months three couples we knew well had filed for divorce. She wanted to make sure that our relationship was not headed for a similar fate. While we were still very much in love, Janet knew that things were not as good as they could be. Our busy life had gotten in the way of romance and that we were not having as much quality time or sex as I would've preferred. Her attitude towards sex was not as playful, fun loving, or passionate as it had been. I assured Janet our fate did not include divorce but I would certainly enjoy having more fun and sex in our lives. We talked for a few hours and committed to do anything required to reprioritize our time so we could be together more.
Over the next several months we made a concerted effort to spend more time together. This included a weekly date night, three trips a week to the health club together, and an increase in sex from once every week or so to a least a couple times a week. Janet seemed to be enjoying the sex again more like when we married 12 years earlier. Janet was as attractive as ever, with shiny brown hair, beautiful skin, a near constant smile, and a 35C-25-37 set of curvy measurements that looked fantastic on her 5'4" 125 pound body.
Janet seemed to be working hard at enjoying sex. She was more easily excitable, more aggressive, and also more submissive. I was very much enjoying the new routine. Over the next several months I purchased Janet a number of sex toys, sexy lingerie and some erotic literature that I told her were to give us ideas to keep the bedroom exciting. And unlike before, Janet's attitude was positive. Janet was soon masturbating with her new toys more openly and more often than she'd ever done before. I used to have to coax Janet to wear her sexy lingerie even for special occasions, now she was regularly wearing revealing lingerie and quite frequently teased me by parading around the kitchen in panties and skimpy bras. I couldn't have been more delighted.
We started playing a little game of trying to replicate the sexual positions and locations of a different erotic story every few weeks. We fucked in the shower, on my desk at work, in the back yard, and behind the picnic pavilion at a public park. One night I found myself parked in the corner of a restaurant parking lot fondling Janet's tits in the front seat of the car with her blouse unbuttoned to the waist, her lacy bra laying on the dashboard and her head working feverously on my cock. After I unloaded several streams of hot cum I couldn't help but reflect on how much our sex life had improved over the past year. As we headed home I mentioned to Janet that perhaps it was time to do more than just mimic the positions and locations from the stories. Janet didn't say anything.
Over the next few months I teased Janet when we went out by suggesting that some other guys had their eyes on her or might be good candidates to include if we wanted to act out some of those stories. One evening I suggested to Janet that she should pick out some of the stories that she found most exciting and might be possibilities for fully acting out. She blushed by didn't reject the suggestion. A couple of weeks latter there were a pile of pages on my nightstand that Janet said were the types of stories she found most exciting. As I read through the stories I was rock hard imagining Janet in the role of the women in the stories. The ones she chose had some common elements. They all involved a somewhat reluctant woman having a few drinks and giving in and having sex with a stranger. The husband was an instigator and often an observer. The women were ravished - and they enjoyed it. As I finished reading through the stories I watch Janet slip into her nightgown and join me in bed. She teased me about my erection and said that we must have similar tastes in fantasies. I told her my immediate fantasy was to unload my hard cock in her warm pussy. I proceeded to fuck her until we both came.
Over the next several weeks the prospect of Janet getting fucked by another man obsessed me. I hadn't been that horny since I was a teenager and each time I climbed between Janet's legs I imagined a different guy pleasuring himself with her body. By day I contemplated how I could make the fantasy come true. I kept the idea alive with Janet by asking her if various men we saw while out in public were of interest. I teased her about practicing her blowjob skills so she could take a big cock to orgasm and swallow, and I frequently reminded her we were one day closer to having another man enjoy the pleasure of fucking her. The more we talked and teased, the more determined I became to make it happen.
Last fall a new health club opened near out house so Janet and I decided to shift our membership. As I cleaned out our lockers at the prior club I said goodbyes to the staff of trainers. Jake, one of our favorites encouraged me to keep up our training and said he had enjoyed working with us. He noted, "I will especially miss watching your wife workout. You're a lucky man." As I carried the locker contents to the car it struck me that Jake would be a great candidate. I walked back to the club trying to think of an appropriate way to broach the subject. Jake asked if I forgot something. I told him his comment about my wife had got me to thinking. He quickly apologized for the remark thinking I had been offended. I stopped him and said I was flattered and in fact wanted to see if he might be interested in seeing a little more of Janet. He looked at me with a slightly puzzled look and asked me to step into his office. I continued by telling him that Janet and I were exploring the prospect of her experiencing another man. Jake smiled and asking me to tell him more. I spent the next twenty minutes in his office telling him about our sex life, the Penthouse letters and our interest in purely recreational sex with another man. Jake was a nice looking and popular jock and had plenty of girlfriends but acknowledged that he found Janet attractive. As we talked the bulge in Jake's lycra shorts gave away his interest in bedding Janet. I took his cell number and told him I would call with a plan in the next few days.
I planned a get together at our house on Saturday night. I was going to take Janet to dinner, get her a little tipsy to lessen her inhibitions and then have Jake come by for what I hoped would be Janet's first extramarital romp.
That Saturday I chilled a bottle of Janet's favorite wine and told her I planned a romantic evening after diner. I encouraged Janet to dress in a particularly sexy set of lingerie and revealing dress for our dinner date. We were especially horny since we hadn't fucked all week. We had a delicious dinner at a new restaurant in town and I made sure Janet had a couple of drinks. She looked radiant and I could hardly keep my mind on our discussion as I was daydreaming about my plan. My cell phone rang as we waited for our desert to come. I excused myself to take the call. Jake was on the line and immediately apologized that he would have to cancel the plans as had to retrieve a close friend whose car broke down. Jake was very apologetic for the late cancellation and promised he would reschedule. I cussed in frustration and told him it was his loss as Janet looked stunning in her pink lace lingerie and black dress and was primed with a few drinks and a week of abstinence. I told him I would just have to take care of her myself, then I hung up.
Janet noticed my disappointment as I returned to the table. Since I hadn't told her about Jake, I made up a story about a call from work and tried to refocus on the pleasure that awaited. By the time we finished desert and a fare amount of under-the-table fondling we were both eager to get home. The short drive was punctuated with fondling at traffic lights and as soon as we got in the door Janet and I embraced and explored each other's mouths with a deep passionate kiss. I soon found the dress buttons and started to undo them. Still standing in the entryway, I was startled by the sound of the doorbell. I broke our embrace and vented my frustration that anyone would be coming by at midnight. As I peered through the peek hole I saw Jake. He looked striking in his black slacks and white turtleneck with his gym-honed physic.
My heart and mind both raced contemplating what to tell him and Janet. I turned to look at her. She looked sensuous and horny, a little tipsy and very vulnerable with her cleavage and bra partly visible in the unbuttoned dress. She was anxious for me to finish dealing with the person at the door. I cracked the door open to greet Jake. Before I could say anything he said he hoped he was still welcome. Janet was asking who was there while Jake was asking to come in. The decision was now even more complicated as I could see Jake wasn't alone. I paused uncomfortably for a few moments then decided, what the hell you only live once, and I opened the door.
Janet was taken aback as I opened the door. Jake moved the few steps toward her and reached out to greet her with a hug. As she recognized him she instinctively reached out and as she did her unbuttoned dress top revealed more of her bulging lace bra. A momentary pause was followed by laughter, which served to break the ice. Jake hugged Janet and told her how much he missed seeing her. Janet asked why he had come by at this time of night. Jake, then Janet, turned to me. I told Janet that I had invited Jake to come by -- and he knew about the letters. Jake just smiled as Janet realized what was going on. As she stood there grasping the situation Jake introduced Burt, a teammate from his soccer club who had had car trouble. Jake told Janet that he had called to cancel earlier but that when I had described how beautiful she looked he couldn't resist coming over and he didn't have time to drop Burt at home so he brought him along to watch.
