Part 1: The Fantasy
Mike and Carrie had been married for a decade. They were in their mid-thirties in a loving and fun partnership. Both were busy professionals.
The couple were comfortable, and on top of their fun dynamic, they had a good sex life. They still desired each other and kept things fresh. Mike was more experienced in the bedroom, even before meeting Carrie, and was the more open and kinky of the two. As time went on with Mike, Carrie started to open up and become more comfortable with sex, with her body, and trying new things.
Carrie was beautiful, though she never seemed to know just how pretty she really was. She had light eyes and a natural tan tone to her skin. She often styled a bob with her dark hair, and her body had developed into a fuller, curvy figure - the highlights, often noted by her husband - were here incredible curves starting with her long legs. Moving up her body, her thighs became thicker, soft and incredibly smooth, and bloomed into an arc with her hips and ass, before climbing her narrower waist. She was self conscious of her body at times, and noted her small round breasts. Mike, on the other hand, appreciated her boobs and the way her smaller upper body exaggerated her legs and curves. When she dressed up in an outfit highlighting her body, Carrie could drop jaws.
Mike was slim and slightly muscular, with pale skin and a softness that most men did not have. He smelled great, with eyes and angles that made it all work. Even approaching middle age, Mike drew looks from strangers all of the time - men and women.
One evening, while Carrie and Mike were lightly intertwined on the couch, drinking a glass of wine - they were chatting about their sex life, and which celebrities they found attractive, and relaxing. They got into the realm of fantasies, and while Mike had many kinks and was quite open, Carrie was always a bit shy and reserved.
On this night, she was feeling good and their conversation veered into a discussion about threesomes, group sex, and bisexuality. Mike was sharing a lot, and was now nudging Carrie with his foot, "Come on, Carrie, surely you have fantasies beyond the old professor and student thing - what else do you imagine when you are turned on and getting into it?" he asked.
Carrie smiled and thought... there were some things, and Mike had always been so open. With the things he was into and had done in the past... surely he would be safe to share with. She sipped her wine and spoke, "Well, there is one silly that has stuck with me for a bit, but you can't judge!". Mike smiled, "Ok, I promise - share your dirty thoughts and I won't judge".
Carrie warmed thinking about it, blushing. She started, "Well, I sometimes read fiction, or watch things where the woman... the wife is a sort of slutty, like a Hotwife?" She giggled, nervous, but Mike just smiled and pushed, "Ok, cool, so tell me more - what do you like about it?". Carrie was a little stunned at his casual response, but she sipped her wine again and continued, "I don't know, I guess I like the stories, where the wife is desired by others and gets to pursue raw pleasure without the guilt or judgement.... I guess the objectification is kind of hot?"
Mike was intrigued, this was a new direction for Carrie, and as weird as it was, he found it turning him on. Of course, as a bi person, he had become familiar with all kinds of kink and scenarios. He was happy that Carrie was opening up.
"Carrie, that's fun - I'm glad you shared with me. We should explore that in a fantasy!" he said. "But Mike, I'm kind of nervous, I don't know what to do," she replied.
"I'll lead, Carrie. Let's go to the bedroom" Mike said as he grabbed her hand and pulled her up. They walked to the bedroom and Mike began, "Ok, I will pick an outfit for you. You will put it on, as well as this blindfold."
Carrie watched as he picked out some gorgeous black lingerie that they had and one of her sheer tops with a short flowy skirt. She put them on, feeling a bit self conscious... she looked... good. But she didn't usually show so much skin, so she took a deep breath, anticipating what was to come.
Mike placed the blindfold on Carrie, and asked her to lay down on the bed. She did as she was told and tried to relax, but by this point she was excited.
Mike grabbed some lube, her favourite wand, and a dildo while Carrie lay on the bed in her outfit with the blindfold on. He looked at her before starting, she looked amazing. He thought of her like this, running the fantasy through his mind and he started to get hard.
Mike climbed the bed with the toys and sat on his knees right next to Carrie - his knees just touching her hip. He knew that he would need to take control and help Carrie embrace her fantasy, and he wanted her to feel good.
Mike leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Carrie, imagine that we are at a hotel together after an amazing dinner. We are in the room kissing and getting heavy. I stop and ask you if you are up for some fun, for trying new things."
"Carrie, what do you say?" - Carrie took a minute to catch her breath, realizing she was going to be an active part of this, "Yes".
Mike smiled and continued, "Lay down Carrie." In her mind, she imagined herself laying on the bed, as she was doing now. Mike spoke again, "You are on the bed, and I reach down under your dress, and pull your underwear off. I slide between your legs - licking up your inner thigh to your pussy and clit. I eat you out, like you are my favourite dessert - making a mess of my mouth and face, and getting covered in by your wetness".
Carrie was actually getting wet. Mike hadn't even really touched her yet outside of this fantasy, but her mind was on fire.
"As you are approaching your first orgasm, I stop and get up off the bed." Carrie gives a little pout but stays quiet. "Carrie, you are going to get up and shower. I want you to do your makeup and get dressed. We are going on to our next stop this evening."
Carrie was a bit confused but excited, what did Mike have in his head with this fantasy? She played along and imagined herself taking an everything shower - and looking good. She loved the feeling of being clean, smooth, and smelling sexy.
"Carrie, you come out of the shower, clean, with fresh makeup and an outfit - dark jeans and a nice sweater. I have a duffel bag packed and guide you downstairs where a cab is waiting for us. We get in the car and it takes us to a nice club."
"We get out and enter, I pay the cover fee and we are guided to a change room and locker area. I stop you and explain that this is a sex club, with a full bar, dance floor and a pool."
