This is my first attempt at writing since I barely skated through English classes in school, I fully expect a lot of criticism and welcome it to hopefully help improve my skills. So here goes.
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My wife Anne and I have been married for three years now and dated for two years before that. Anne is an exotic 25 year old beauty of Latin, French and a little Chinese. She has a wonderful curvy figure with well shaped 36c breasts and a lovely Aztec ass. She also has the one of the tightest little pussy's I have ever had the pleasure of having. What I love most about her is her happy adventurous personality and she can be quite the flirt too.
Our life together has been wonderful. I was only Anne's second lover when we met and ironically I had only been with one other woman also. Of course both of us had done some heavy make out sessions with other people that involved touching and maybe a little sucking but we both only went all the way with the one person.
When we met it was literally love at first sight and we ended up making love that first night three times throughout the night. After that night we were pretty much inseparable exploring each other sexually and emotionally up to this day. Our lovemaking was simple at first but we taught each other what made us feel good and were open minded to try anything that felt good with each other. I am really lucky to have such a wonderful wife that loves to please me and I do everything I can to make sure she is taken care of.
We are lucky in the fact that we can communicate with each other easily. Everything can be discussed and we are intelligent enough not to fuss or make fun of each other.
On one of these talks she admitted to me that she always wanted to have sex with a young man of 18 or so. She has a thing about being with a young man who is just exploring his sexuality and learning how to love. She says that she loves the thought of teaching the young man how to be a good and patient lover to women.
I admitted to her that one of my favorite fantasies was for her to have a fling with another man and then come home and tell me about it. She told me she could never do that, she loved me too much to ever need or want anyone else. Her fantasy was just that to her a fantasy and she really didn't think it would ever come true.
Life moved on for us and I changed jobs to a new one that I had a four to midnight shift while Anne was working at a car dealership eight to five. Needless to say, we did not get much of a chance to see each other during the week as she was at work while I was at home and she was fast asleep when I got home after 1am. This kind of caused a little wrinkle in our relationship because we were so used to being together all the time. I know some will say that they get tired of each other after a while but we are not like that. I am proud to say that she is my best friend along with being my lover and she feels the same way towards me. We really enjoy each other's company and have a great time together when we are together but poor Anne was starting to get a little lonely.
I came home one night to find my lovely Anne still up and making a batch of cookies of all things. I asked her what the heck are you doing up this time of night and baking of all things. She seemed a bit nervous and told me she had to make the cookies to take into work the next day. I asked her why she didn't make them earlier in the day as it was Sunday and she had all evening after I left for work. Anne kind of fumbled around then told me that Cindy, the daughter of the owner of the dealership she works at, had called not long after I had left and asked her to go with her out to a nightclub. Thinking this kind of strange since I knew they were friendly at work but not so close as to go clubbing together. Besides Cindy was quite the wild single party girl while my wife was married and happy.
Anne then admitted that Cindy just wanted someone to drive her so she could get wild and crazy without having to worry about driving and no one else was around to take her. I was still kind of suspicious because of her nervousness. I pressed the issue some and asked for details of the night. Anne then kind of went quiet and got real nervous again.