Carol Becomes A Hot Wife

Our three-year marriage had gone 'off the tracks' several months earlier.

It was apparent I wasn't providing the sex we had both hoped.

We had both experienced prior marriages and were looking for more excitement, socially and sexually; we thought we could provide it for each other. I failed to match Carol's desires, and therefore we have decided to broaden our, or her, options.

Carol is an attractive woman in her mid-thirties and has an electric sex appeal. I liked her flirtiness and somewhat exhibitionistic behavior and knew she would be desirable to other men.

I'm a voyeur by nature and loved to see other men watching Carol when we went out. I enjoyed seeing her smile at men and show a little more by often opening her clothing to tease, and the trip home would result in me playing with her as she told me how excited she had become."

A night-long discussion, frank and untethered, resulted in something I never thought I would agree to.

Carol is going to be 'free' to date, other men. We agreed there were no limitations. Neither of us wanted to terminate the marriage, but it was explicit that sex between us would diminish. I would provide care and support for her behavior, and she, in return, would provide me with the details. No humiliation.

Immediately she began to 'change' her demeanor and became more assertive. She took more care in her appearance. She always dressed professionally for work, but her clothes were less matronly. She wore shorter skirts and sheerer blouses, but all within the limits of being appropriate.

She was giving her eyes more allure. Surprisingly she purchased more garter belts and hoses. I always found her legs to be one of her best features, and now she would highlight them and show them more freely.

Carol told me she was ready to begin her new lifestyle. When asked what she meant, she said, "I'm going to be searching for sex and surrendering to my desires now."

A week or so later, we met for drinks after work. I was amazed to see the woman I married walk into the hotel's lounge in a short black skirt, a white blouse open to below her bra, and striding with purpose. She looked fantastic.

She joined me at a high-top table and smiled. "How do I look?" she asked.

"Very attractive. I see you are taking the steps we discussed."

"Thank you. And it's time we begin our new lives."

I guess my expression told her everything.

"Tom, my love for you is vital, and nothing will deteriorate what we have. Tonight I'm going to seek sex. hopefully glorious sex, and come home to you. We will make a 'party' of me discussing my behavior, and I will do everything to satisfy you."

Carol's appearance drew looks from several men in the lounge. I noticed her smiling at a few, and her confidence grew before my eyes.

I watched as she stood and walked to the lobby, meeting a tall, dark man. A kiss on his cheek and a glance back at me, smiling.

I drove around for a while, trying to get what was happening in my mind. My wife was with another for sex and was getting the satisfaction I couldn't provide--what a waste I had made of my life.

Shortly before midnight, she walked in the door. I was seated in my chair, drink in my hand, and wondering what she would tell me.

The division had offered no relief. Carol reached down and clicked it off.

Carol's smile told me she had been pleased. Possibly much more than I had been able to do in our marriage.

"Well?' I questioned. Not sure if she would provide what she had promised.

"Honey, I had a wonderful time. Carl was quite the gentleman, and he completely satisfied me. Let me set out of my clothes and get on the couch."

Carol returned in her thong. She told me to undress, which I did. As I sat beside her, I could smell her 'sex.' Carol kissed me and grabbed my penis.

I was somewhat surprised at the rawness she used to tell me of her adventure. It was clear she was still riding the high of her 'sexing.'

"Tom, I was so nervous. Once in his car, we kissed and caressed each other. I thought he would tear my blouse to get at my boobs. His hands have a roughness, turning me on immediately. "

My cock was hard. As hard as I can remember. I looked at Carol's breasts and could see slight abrasions on each.

"As we drove to Hyatt, I played with his cock. Thick and curved. His hand was between my legs at my pussy. I never removed my thong the whole night. He fingered me to where I had to stop him to avoid a climax."

I looked down at her pussy only to see her stretched-out thong covered with sperm. She was stroking my cock steadily.

I saw her lipstick smeared. Had she come home unrefreshed to show me her behavior? I wondered how many times she had taken his prick in her mouth.

"Baby, we barely got into the room before he undressed me. It seemed he had me down to my thong and heels within seconds. I removed his belt and lowered his trousers and underwear while he took off his shirt. As I pulled down his boxers, his cock bobbed up and hit me in the chin."

I noticed her right hand had moved over her sex and slowly touched her outer labia. She was reliving her experience.

"I licked the head of his cock. It was like a mushroom! Much more significant than the shaft. I ran my tongue around the head several times before easing him into my mouth. He moaned and pushed on the back of my head to get me to take more."

I closed my eyes as she manipulated me. Visualizing another man forcing his penis into Carol's throat began to excite me.

"I scratched his balls with my fingernails, you know like you like for me to do to you. He moaned and pushed more cock into my throat, and I was surprised at how much I had swallowed. It was either allow him to fuck my mouth or move away. And I surrendered and let him shoot his wad in my throat. Surprisingly I didn't bark up the who load!"

He went into the restroom for a minute, and I sat on a loveseat in the room. He told me how beautiful I looked and commented on my breast several times, and I guess I was thrusting them out to get his approval.

"Carl told me to play with my pussy. I opened my legs and placed my right hand over my pubes. I slipped two fingers in and began to rub my clit. His cock looked wonderful, and I wanted it in me. I looked into his eyes and could see the lust he held."

I reached over and touched her cum covered thong, pushed it aside, and immediately felt the sticky wetness it held. Slipping my fingers inside Carol, it was apparent she had not cleaned up after her date.

"Finally, I begged Carl to fuck me, and I believe I used those exact words. He led me to the bed and placed me on my hands and knees near the edge. He moved my legs apart and stood behind me. I felt his finger open my sex, and the tip of his cock begin to enter me. The head was so large I was amazed at the feeling as it slid inside me. He pushed into me with a steady thrust, and I finally could feel his balls against my ass. NICE!"

I was mesmerized at the vision of all this happening. I thought about another cock that was pleasuring my wife.

"Baby, his height allowed him to reach around me and grab my boobs. He held onto them as he fucked the hell out of me. I remember as he came, he had my nipples between his fingers and was pinching them roughly."

She leaned over and took my dick to her lips. She began to give me head better than any time in our marriage. I came hard. Carol smiled at me and told me how much she loved me. I wore my cum. Carol wore the residents of her sex-filled night.

We showered together and cuddled throughout the night.

I had survived her first infidelity... How many more were to come?

Carol had been faithful to her word, and she didn't attempt to humiliate me.

She had begun her lifestyle as a 'hotwife.'

Her urges, I was sure, would come more quickly, and I hoped she would relate each happening to me.