Be sure and read part one first.
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My head was spinning. The cool breeze off of the Atlantic carried a faint scent of fish, seaweed and salt water. Jill's warm body felt good above me on the lounge chair, her hips slowly gyrating against my stiff cock through my shorts as we kissed passionately. Her firm ass slowly rotated in my hands underneath the suede dress that she had worn to dinner.
Ahh yes, dinner. A tall, good looking, younger guy had watched her tease my crotch with her stocking clad foot under the table at dinner. Then later he boldly hit on her as she left the ladies room, and even slipped her a napkin with his number. And I being the perv that I am just told her to text him. Was I insane?
I mean on the one hand I had always had a deep desire to watch my lovely bride to be with another man. Sucking, and fucking, and cumming like a wanton slut, lost to everything except the pleasure she was feeling. Pushing her edges to the limit. Taking another mans hot cum in her mouth, or her pussy or wherever he wanted to shoot it.
On the other hand, now that it looked like it might actually happen, I was feeling jealous, and a bit possessive of my lover. For the past 4 years she had been mine exclusively, and I hers. Now suddenly it looked as if that might change.
Sure we had both had other lovers before we met. I knew that she wasn't some virginal princess waiting for me in her ivory tower. I suspect that I would be bored to tears in no time with someone like that. She was very open about her past both before her marriage, and since her divorce.
After keeping her virginity until she went away to college, she had gone a bit wild once she was out from under Daddy's watchful eye.
She said she was fucking multiple guys for a while, until she got pregnant and realized that the father could be any one of 5 guys. She had an abortion and calmed down a bit, until eventually meeting her now X Husband John.
They raised 3 great kids together, but in the end his depression and lack of sex drive drove her to divorce him. During those years Jill had been the perfect wife and mother. She never once strayed, although she suspected him of having a couple of flings.
After her divorce she had dated a lot of guys from internet dating sites. Most were not for her, but she would sometimes fuck them, or give them a blowjob anyway if she was horny.
She finally met a guy who swept her off her feet, but he turned out to be a narcissist and a liar, so by the time we met she was down to a couple of occasional fuck buddies. They were of course in love with her, but she made it plain that all she wanted from them was sex.
I loved hearing her talk about her past exploits. The narcissist had gotten her to do some pretty wild things by slipping her valium, but that's another story.
My mind was reeling as Jill broke the kiss, but she continued to slowly grind on my throbbing cock. She looked into my eyes for a long minute before saying, "Are you sure you want me to text him? If I do, after my touching his cock like I did, he is going to want to fuck me."
To be honest, I wasn't sure of anything. I knew it was dangerous, but wasn't that part of the appeal? To see her thoroughly fucked by a handsome younger stud, and in the end know that she was still mine. It sounds crazy in retrospect, but I guess my little head was doing the thinking.
"Yes I want you to text him," I said much more confidently than I was feeling. "We can all have a drink together, and see how it goes. If he is a dick, or disrespectful to either of us that will be it. We can say goodnight and go back to our room alone, and I will get to take advantage of that hot little excited pussy. If we like him, we can invite him to join us for a nightcap and see what develops."
"I don't want to do anything that could hurt our relationship baby, but I am really sexually attracted to Jason. No one could ever take your place! You know that I love only you, but if you really want to see someone fuck me, this is probably the best chance we will ever have. If you are sure that's what you want, I will text him."
With that she reached for her the napkin with his number and her phone.
"Last chance" she said. Then when I didn't stop her, she hit send.
My heart thumped in my ears as well as in my stiff cock. My adrenaline surged through my veins, and all of my senses were crisp and clear. Jill kissed me again before moving back to her lounger to wait for a reply. It didn't take long before I heard the distinct ping of an incoming text message. She read it, then replied without looking up, telling Jason where to find us.
I saw a tall figure rise from the Tiki Bar and head our way. As he approached, I got a better look at him. 6' 5" might have been a conservative guess. He was clean cut , without a beard or visible tats. Wide shoulders tapering to a slim waist and hips. The kind of guy that gets noticed in a crowd because of his size and his good looks.
We stood as he approached and he offered me his hand, looking directly into my eyes as he introduced himself, before turning to Jill and giving her a warm hug and a peck on the lips. Respectful, I thought. At least he isn't shifty. Jill shivered as he pulled her close against him.
We chatted a bit, about him and where he came from, what he did for a living etc. He asked about us. Things like how long we had been together, what I did for a living... Honestly I wasn't really able to follow the conversation very well, due to all the horny thoughts running through my head.
Jill was sitting up in the lounge chair hugging her knees to her chest. I suddenly wondered if Jason could see her panties from where he stood leaning on the fence.
She offered him a seat in the empty space near her feet, so he sat sideways on the foot of the lounger very close to her.
There was an awkward moment of silence, then to my surprise Jill giggled and said that she was embarrassed when she realized that he saw what she was doing to me under the table with her foot.
A small thrill flowed through me like electricity as I realized that she was steering the conversation towards sex. At the same time doubts were creeping in, but I intentionally pushed them away.
Jason seemed very comfortable as he said "I enjoyed the show. There is nothing sexier than an attractive couple flirting openly like that. I couldn't help but stare, and wish that it was me sitting there."
Jill seemed to flush, looking down in embarrassment at the thought of rubbing his crotch with her silky stocking covered foot, like she had been doing to me. I saw her eyes dart towards his crotch as she blushed prettily.
Now that the subject of sex had been breached, the conversation became much more interesting. Jason admitted to being a bit of a voyeur, as well as an exhibitionist. He told us that he was very close friends with a couple back in Orlando, who used to like to share the wife with him before they moved away. He said that he was the "bull" for them, explaining that the husband got off on watching his wife being dominated by him.
Jill stared wide eyed as he spoke. Her breathing was becoming shallow as she squirmed slightly listening to his bold tale.
"He would join in some times, but he mostly liked watching me manhandle his wife. She liked being tossed around, blindfolded and tied, but mostly just being banged hard and fast."
He said the Husband would get extremely turned on watching them fuck and then then he liked "cleaning her up afterwards," before taking his turn. I was surprised that he would speak so openly to two complete strangers about doing something so taboo.
Jill had unconsciously let her legs drift apart as she squirmed. At least it seemed unconscious.