Fantasy exploration within a marriage only works when both parties' needs are met. When the balance of power shifts in favor of one over the other then things can get dicey. That's what seemed to me to be happening as Donna walked out of the room talking to someone on her cell phone.
I took a quick shower, got dressed and mentally prepared myself to confront her. I thought we were doing this together and now that there was a mystery person involved, I felt left out.
When I got to the kitchen, Donna was just hanging up the phone.
"Who was that?"
"Her name is Nancy. She's a new friend of mine."
"Why did you tell her I've never fucked you better?" I whined.
Donna slipped the phone into her robe pocket and then folded her arms across her chest. She looked at me sternly before responding. "She is my sexual mentor. She's helping me transition into the wife you asked me to become." She looked down at the floor momentarily.
"You're already a great wife Donna. It was just fantasy talk. I don't want to do it except when, you know, I'm horny and overcome with lust. But upstairs when you were on the phone, I thought you had a boyfriend already and it hurt me."
She looked up at me and we held eye contact. "Oh honey, I don't have any such thing. There is so much we need to discuss. I've been doing a lot of research and soul-searching on my own. Our marriage is the most important thing in my life and I really just wanted to give you your fantasy because I love you."
"Well I don't want to share you with anyone."
"We don't have to. It's up to both of us because that's how our marriage works best. We can just role play if you want. Nancy told me a lot of people do just that and have a great time. It's like practicing safe marriage sex," she laughed.
"Who is this Nancy? How did you meet her? What is her interest in you?"
Donna laughed. "Let's go sit in the Library and talk, okay?"
"Okay."
We meet in the Library five minutes later. The room has three walls of books and we sit on a sofa that's centered along the back empty wall. A ceiling lamp and fan hang from the ceiling. The fan is on a low-speed setting and the air in the room is somewhat stale, a by-product of books that nobody reads anymore.
I brought glasses of ice water and we drink half the amount before anyone starts talking. She gulps and I sip. Donna is seated on the right side of the sofa, her feet on the floor and knees together. She's holding the glass in her hands and resting it on the Kimono in the space between her parted thighs. She faces me as I put my drink on a side table. I cross my right leg over my left and fold my hands to rest on top of my thigh. When I turn to look at her she begins to speak.
"Before we continue, I just want to say that I love you and I'm willing to drop this whole thing for the sake of our marriage. Okay?" she asked.
"Okay."
"I missed you when we didn't have sex for a year."
"I missed you too."
"That night you fucked the living daylights out of me was incredible."
"Yeah, it was for me too."
"And the reason you gave was so outrageous, but I went with it because it had been so long since we made love and you felt so wonderful inside me again." Donna looked upward and shut her eyes as though she were reliving the moment. When she opened her eyes again, there were small tears in the corners but she was smiling and looking at me. "I love you baby," she said, "no matter what happens from here on out, I want you to know that."
"I love you too Donna." I wanted to reach out and touch her shoulder, reel her in next to me but I didn't. Something gnawed through my ability and I froze.
"The sex we had that night was so incredibly fulfilling that I started researching your fantasy online," she began. "There are some interesting web sites on the subject, ranging from hardcore pornography to heart-warming and provocative stories to community sites and clinical articles."
"What kind of articles?" I asked and uncrossed and re-crossed my legs the other way and sat back into the soft cushions of the sofa.
"Well, I haven't actually read clinical articles on open marriages. I took the porn and community site route," she giggled.
"I see."
"Bob, it's so hot. Did you know there are sites with women advertising themselves to men called bulls?"
"Not specifically, no."
"It's so naughty, I know. But I also found out men besides porn stars are really hung too." Donna rolled her head back and touched her exposed neck with her finger tips. Her eyes were shut again and there was an unmistakable smile on her lips.
"So how did you meet Nancy?"
"I saw her conversations in a chat room. She was soliciting attention from men who could satisfy her sexually. She made it clear she was married and that the bull could decide whether her husband could watch or not."
Donna had that charged look in her eyes, like she was horny and wanted to have sex immediately. I admit it turned me on to see her like that but I wanted to know more about what she was up to.
"So you met in the chat room, what did you call yourself?"
"She provided a link for guys to look at her profile. So I looked and there was so much information and so many revealing pictures I succumbed to the lust I felt and I masturbated all afternoon just looking at her pages."
"I'd like to see them."
"I want you to see her Bob. She's absolutely gorgeous and sinful."
"So how did you get from her profile to the phone?"
"I joined the site. Got an ID and blew her a kiss."
"What?"
"A kiss, it's a gesture you do on the site to express yourself to another person. It's to show you like them without saying anything more than that."
"Oh. So how much does the site cost?"
"It costs only $75 per month."
"Wow!"
"I'm using my own money Bob. Don't worry about it. And anyway, it's a great site. They have personals, chat, movies and an adult store too."
"Is that were you bought that black dildo?"
"Yes Bob it is. You know that porn tape you liked so much?"
"Yeah, it was really hot. Did you get it there?"
"It's Nancy's. I bought it from her personal site."
"Oh my god, that was her husband, in the chair?"
I felt the lust boil within me as I visualized the blonde feeding her cum coated nipple to the white guy who was bound to the chair.
Donna moved close to me and whispered "do you remember what you said to me Bob?"
"I said I want that."
"Yes you did honey, and do you know how that makes me feel?"
"Turned on?"
"Uh huh," she nodded. "It makes me wet Bob."
"How long have you been doing this research Donna?"
She put her hand on my thigh and moved it lightly over my trousers until her finger tips gripped my hard cock. She smiled in recognition of my excitement and whispered "since the day after you confessed your fantasy to me. Can you imagine licking another man's cum from my nipples?"
She leaned closer and very lightly kissed my lips. "That cock is awful hard for someone that doesn't want his slut wife fucking other men," she whispered and then lightly kissed my lips again.
"What do you think we should do?" I asked weakly.
"I think we should research this opportunity together." she said.
I looked down. I wanted to ask her if she had done it with anyone yet but thought it best not to bring it up now. Her suggestion seemed harmless and so far she was being totally open with me.
"What do you want to find out Donna? I mean we're doing this together and all but as I listen to what you're saying and the excitement in your voice I am gathering you want to live the fantasy too, for yourself."
"I do Bob. At first it was just curiosity that led me to look and I really wanted and still want to make it good for you but in the process I realized it turned me on too. This is so naughty, it's practically cheating except that we're talking about it. In so many stories, the wife or the husband to go to such extremes and the marriage is ruined. We don't have to be that way Bob. Our marriage is important to both of us, but we can have fun pursuing anything if we both really want it."
"So what does Nancy do with her husband that you want to do with me?"
"They've been doing this for years Bob. They started with an open marriage, which means they could date others for sex and friendship. Then he got into the cuckold fantasy and voluntarily gave up his freedom to seek sex outside their relationship. They have sex but Nancy is in control of that. He gives her that control and Nancy says he likes it when she pushes the envelope on him."
"What does she do to push the envelope on him?"
Donna giggled. "She's really bad. So bad, it's funny in a way," she paused to laugh again, "she has him manage her web page and most of the salacious advertising content was created by him."
"Jesus!"
"For the past few months she's had him wear a cock cage and she keeps the key around her neck."
"Wow. Whose idea was that?"
"It was her idea I think. Isn't that awful?"
"Yes. And it's hot too."
Donna moved close in again and looked into my eyes before whispering "do you want me to lock up your cock too Bob?"
"Hell no. I want freedom to jerk off and to fuck you."
"Okay darling," she laughed. "I thought for a moment that you would say yes."
"I think it's hot that they do this but that's not what I want."
