I waited for Bill at the outdoor café on Ocean Drive in South Beach. I had told him how I looked and the outfit I'd be wearing and right on time, he walked up to me, his self introduction accompanied by a nervous but firm handshake.
He is a stocky man in his fifties, beefy of build with a fair smile and a mellow disposition. On this day he was dressed in Dockers and a La Coste shirt, a very comfortable casual look.
We ordered beers and a basket of potato skins with melted cheddar and after some dancing around the topic Bill decided to get to the point. He reached into his back pocket and handed me three photos.
"That's my wife," he said, "Donna."
The three photos had been taken at a beach. I saw a brunette woman in her fifties dressed in fairly conservative swim suits that could not hide still firm thighs and generous breasts with nipples that pushed against the thin fabric of the top, defining their silhouettes clearly. Donna was no longer young but still desirable.
"How tall is she?" I asked.
"Five seven and weighs 147."
I nodded, liking what I saw. I was going to enjoy her for Bill had driven to Miami Beach from a neighboring county with the purpose of offering me his wife as a sexual toy.
"You have a good looking wife, Bill."
"Thank you. We have been together forever. She was my prom date in high school. Like I told in my emails, she has only climaxed with me, or so she claims. With me she is multi orgasmic but with the only other man that she has had sex, she claims she could not climax, would reach the edge and not be able to finish."
"Oh, yeah," I said, "his name was Ronnie."
"Yeah," he answered, "he was working for me back in New York years ago and he was younger and better looking than me. I was on the road a lot, setting up clients, trouble shooting, getting orders....sometimes I was out on the road the whole week... the idea of my wife being with another man started as pillow talk, just another fantasy which made Donna very curious because I had been her one and only lover...the idea became a big topic of interest and I encouraged Donna to live out the fantasy and to seduce Ronnie and I even hinted to him details about her... See, the thing about Donna is that she can be very hot and is multi orgasmic with oral sex. She loves to fuck but never climaxes unless there's a tongue involved. "
"Is something holding her back? Guilt?"
"She does not feel guilty about fucking him, she enjoyed it and even craved it, but she is a conservative, religious woman, mother of grown children and her upbringing has created walls of inhibition. It took me some time and much pillow talk to convince her to open herself for Ronnie and I even helped the situation by asking Ronnie to drop off stuff at the house when I was not there, hoping something would happen."
"Then it happened," I said.
"It sure did. She was curious, wondering what another man would feel like and she promised that she would be honest and give me all the details if it ever happened....When it did happen I was out on the road and I called home from a client's house and Donna said to me --I did it Bill; I fucked Ronnie and he fucked me- and for the rest of the night while my client talked to me all I could think of was my wife on all fours on a bed being fucked by Ronnie, his cock sliding in an out of the thick bush between her legs. It took me three more days of work before heading back home, wanting to hear every detail that she had denied me over the phone."
"Did you like what you heard?" I asked.
"Hell yes. They went to a hotel and he fucked her three times. She claims she did not orgasm but told me that she loved the long, hard fucks....That started it all.... The following week my wife met him again, but she took him to a hotel that I paid for....I waited in the parking lot and when I saw him leave I went up to her room for my first sloppy seconds or fourths as the case may be...Another time he came to our house when I was not there and Donna greeted him naked at our doorstep.....There was another occasion when I tried to watch from the backyard through our sliding glass door but all I could see was a foot at the end of the bed and the noises of their fucking were muffled by the glass doors... She was moaning loud and I could hear her asking to be fucked.... I get hard just remembering...A lot of times they would fuck in a Blazer we owned. She would pick him up and they would drive to an isolated area like a state park and they would fuck in the car. Ronnie fucked her regularly until we moved to Florida and the last time she had him was when he visited us five years ago. That's the last time she was properly fucked because I don't function all that well anymore but I can still bring her off by eating her, which is her favorite way, since she never comes through intercourse."
"Never?'
"No. Multi orgasmic with tongue, toys or masturbation but she just does not climax with a fuck. That's the reason --according to her- that she never practiced oral sex with Ronnie, I guess as some kind of emotional way of feeling faithful towards me but that is bullshit because I gave her the go ahead, approved it and wanted her to experience everything..."
"So what you are saying is she really enjoys it but probably feels that by not climaxing she retains a level of self respect for you and your marriage."
"I guess but I'm not a fucking shrink. If she got over all her hang-ups she could be a firecracker.... Maybe she's had a million orgasms with Bill and doesn't want to tell me because it would make her feel dirty or ashamed, but I tell you she can be hot. She even likes to exhibit herself. When she fucked with Ronnie in the Blazer it excited her to think that she might be seen by someone.... I've taken her to nude beaches on different vacations and she got wet between the legs from being ogled by men and even some women."
"Is Donna bi?"
"She's never had anything at all with another woman but she has seen porn with women on women and she never complained or said she disliked it and when one of her friends came out of the closet and I jokingly suggested a get together she did not complain or called me a pervert, so she might consider it..."
"So what are Donnas' other hang-ups?
"She doesn't like to swallow and incredible as it may seem her old ass is still virgin."
"Wow," I said, "turning this woman into what you want is going to be a challenge."
"You can do it you just have to take over. She likes to be dominated --I think- but I just don't have the personality to carry it through in a believable way. No one has ever dominated her but I believe she would respond. I don't mean chains or whippings or anything like that....well, maybe a good spanking...but what she needs is to be told, commanded, ordered and no one has ever done that to her..."
"It will be done," I said, "I agree. Some women with hang-ups lose inhibitions when commanded, reasoning that by being told, obligated or slightly forced to do something, they are not guilty for they do it without choice."
We talked for three more hours in which Bill and I worked out a scenario to take place a week later, on a Saturday morning.
The week went by slowly until the time came for our chance to convince Donna to become involved in sexual intercourse with a stranger while her husband watched and perhaps even joined the coupling.
It was a great Saturday with a bright sun and a cooling ocean breeze. Bill and Donna were wearing bathing suits as they sat on a large towel by the seashore right across from a hotel where they had registered early that morning. Bill had only told Donna that he was bringing her to Miami Beach for a special weekend of fun but had not told her anything else. I was to be the surprise and I would only have a few minutes to convince her to accept me as her new lover.
