To understand my Wife and I is to say we have an interesting sexual dynamic. She and I are extremely physical and well connected as sexual creatures but we both have reservations about how others see us. I'm a bit of a shy wallflower, a nerd, never particularly popular with the ladies but likable, approachable and a great lover despite my reserved nature in public. My wife Michelle however would be classified as a big beautiful woman. The emphasis clearly on beautiful. Dark curly hair and deep ocean blue eyes with full lips and a gorgeous smile, and despite a few extra pounds an hourglass shape, full D cup breasts, and frankly the best booty you have ever seen on a white girl, plump, full and shapely, everything about her is sexually alluring but she hasn't always felt good about herself despite what I see.
Our journey in new sexual discovery started a year or so prior to the events of this story. Michelle and I had an opportunity to travel without our children. This was a rare special occasion so we decided to enjoy ourselves at the hotel bar one night, and by enjoy I mean drink to excess. As the Rum and Cola flowed my wife got flirty with two gentlemen at the bar, one in particular a square jawed handsome British man in on business. My wife left my side for about twenty minutes and sat directly next to him. He bought her a drink and at one point I could see how intensely he was staring at her. She was wearing a black blouse with a nice low cut that showed just a little of the black satin bra that provided a subtle barrier to her ample flesh. As he looked at her, she took the hint and leaned close and whispered in his ear, I have no idea what she said, but I know she had her hand on his "lap"... When he got up from his bar stool he blushed, and you could see his erect penis through his dress trousers. He walked up to me smiled and said, "you had better keep an eye on her, feisty one! I wish I could take her to my room, you are lucky man, have a good evening"... And with that Michelle and I stumbled to our room, fucked passionately and went about our business as if nothing happened.
See, I couldn't stop thinking about it. What if I would have invited him up to our room? What would it have been like to watch my wife with another man? She seemed so alive, so overjoyed that this handsome stranger took notice.
A month or so passes and I finally find the courage to confide in my wife about my new feelings. "What if I would have invited him up" I ask her. She plays it off, "Honey, you know I only desire you"...
Time passes and I can't escape the fantasy, it haunts me, it consumes me. The idea of sharing her, watching another man take her... It's all I think about. When we have sex I'm thinking about it all the time now. I ask her again, more direct, I say, what if I found someone. She plays it off... "Nobody will be interested, I'm fat, nobody wants me"... I objected telling her that was completely untrue and I'd find her someone attractive and arrange a meeting somewhere and take it from there. Intrigued she says okay, but "I need to see the pics and approve him first". I agree and I head to craigslist to post a personal looking for partner to share my wife for an erotic evening. I posted a description with a couple PG-13 body pics.
Many men answered, one in particular we both liked. He seemed mysterious but he was about our age, shared some common interests and seemed polite and in the pictures he sent he had a fit body, great abs, and a long cock that mushroomed out to a thick head with a deep ridge, my guess about 8 inches long. At least a solid inch longer than me and his head was thick but I'm thicker down to the base. She was intrigued by how different we were in build and size. She agreed to meet Mike with me.
We arranged a babysitter and met Mike at a bar directly across the street from our home, this way if we hit it off we could get a little liquid courage in us and arrive home safely. My wife and I arrived at the bar first. She wore a blue low cut blouse that set off her eyes, and she wore sheer cut pants that showed her ample bottom while still looking classy. She did her makeup to incorporate some eye shadow and lip gloss in a way that made her look like she could do a cosmetics add. Subtle touches but I know when she is putting in the extra effort. She was nervous and excited for the meeting. Two drinks in she started to worry if he would show but just as she states her concern I get a text. Hey man, I'm walking in... And there he was. Despite it being a sports bar and a bit of a dive he dressed respectfully. Good button down shirt, dress slacks. He wanted to impress her. We started off all talking together over drinks, mostly about local sports, what our kids were like, his experience with threesomes and such. He would answer with little detail, somewhat of a mystery man, and honestly, I think that is how my wife likes it.
I whispered in my wife's ear to make sure she was comfortable, I told her I was going to the rest room, and if she wasn't sure about Mike to give me a signal walking back. As I walked back she was sitting closer to him, eyes locked, both paying close attention to one another. The signal was not needed. As I returned I ordered another drink for everyone and said, perhaps this should be our last before heading to our place? They both smiled, and he asked if he may kiss her there in the bar in public. I didn't hesitate, I was all in on this adventure. I said, please, enjoy one another...