I have to admit that I was the one who talked my shy wife Fabiana or Fabi into sleeping with other men. After reading some of the letters here on line I decided that I wanted to be married to a wild woman who fucked around. Now that Fabi's a cock-crazy slut I sometimes wish that I had my old wife back -- but only sometimes! There's no doubt that our relationship, not to mention our sex life is better than it's ever been.
Fabi's twenty-six years old with a hot five-foot-eight, hundred and thirty pound body blessed with large D-cup breasts. She was born in Argentina but raised in New York City. I'm her second husband. Fabi's first husband was several years older and their marriage only lasted three years. However, Fabi told me that her ex had a huge fifteen inch cock as thick as her wrist and she did miss being fucked by that big thing.
Fabi has that look that most men would find very hot, with large brown eyes and wavy dark hair. The problem was that Fabi was just too shy. For example, it took me the longest time to get her to enjoy the smiles that she got from men. Once she did, it became easier to get her to show off her body when we went out.
Even if someone had told me that she'd end up as wild as she has, I don't think I would have stopped her. I liked the fact that along with being more adventurous in bed, she was gaining a sense of self-confidence that she hadn't had before. For example, one day I came home from work to find that my dark haired wife had suddenly become a hot blonde and she was waiting for me at the door wearing next to nothing. She looked great with her hair several shades lighter. It was like fucking a passionate stranger.
It was Friday night, so when we finished fucking we went out to one of the dance clubs downtown. On the way there I suggested that she walk into the club by herself, just to see what would happen. After smoking half a joint in the parking lot, Fabi left me there with a hard-on and went on in. I sat in our van finishing up the smoke before following her several minutes later. When I walked in the place I wasn't surprised to see my hot blonde wife surrounded by men. I took a seat at a table in the back and watched Fabi play.
Men were fighting to buy Fabi drinks and in no time at all she was dancing, playing pool and flirting as if I wasn't there. She obviously loved every minute of it and I started to wonder if she'd go so far as to leave with someone else. The thought of Fabi coming back to our bed at four in the morning, her crotch creamy and used, turned me on, and I was pretty sure that she knew it too. But after a while, Fabi asked me to take her home. On the way I got her to confess that she'd fantasized about doing it with several of the men there but was just too shy.
After we got home we talked about what she might have done with some of those men as we fucked ourselves silly. However, the next morning Fabi, having sobered up, didn't want to talk about it anymore.
It was another month or so before I got Fabi to go to another bar. This time she insisted that she wasn't going to get drunk and wild. But she dressed like a hot slut, and after we got stoned in the van she didn't object to going in by herself. When I walked in the bar ten minutes later Fabi was already bent over a pool table with her skirt hiked up far enough to expose her cute butt.