Part 1
As I wrote, my wife had an affair with a neighbor when she was 24. This was during a period of time when things were not going very well for us and we were near divorce. I found out about it and quickly put and end to their tryst.
As we reconciled I asked questions about this guy and was always told that he was nothing special and that he was just there when she "needed some one" When asked, Fran would tell me she didn't remember his cock size or that he was about the same as me, she guessed.
After a couple of years, we started getting more adventurous with our sex life, which led to an ad in a swinger's magazine. That led to a highly erotic relationship with a black gentleman that lasted over a decade and also led to several other encounters. If you desire, read my other post (warning, it is long). It was after our first time with Jack that Fran broke down and told me that "Robert" was in fact a twin of John Holmes, cock wise and she told me different to spare my feelings.
After Jack left the area, my wife became a little depressed and started putting on weight. She also stopped the lifestyle and our sex life went down the tubes. It was like she was going through an early menopause.
Finally I suggested we get another guy for her. She rejected that idea quickly saying (who would want me now, I'm too old and too fat?) I got on line and went to all the different "dating" sites and showed her how many woman, much older and much heavier than her, that were very active and very much sought after in the lifestyle. She said that she would think about it. I did notice that she immediately perked up and for the first time in over a year, initiated sex that evening.
During our love session, I told her that I knew where her lover, Robert had moved and I also knew that he had divorced recently. She looked at me quizzically and asked why I had brought that up. I told her, that perhaps it would be easier for her to contact someone she was already familiar with. Her words and her description burned in my mind all these years. I wanted to see if she had exaggerated his size, surely she had to have! She quickly rejected that idea, but I gave her his phone number, just in case she changed her mind.
Part 2
A few weeks went by when I received a phone call on my cell. Fran was breathing hard as she said, "I can't believe I did this. I called Robert and told him what we wanted to do. He was shocked, but I reminded him about how he had suggested telling you about us all those years ago, and how we could maybe have a threesome. He said he would think about it and get back to me. Oh God I can't believe I did this?"
A few days later he called her back and said that he would like to get together, but with only her at first. She told him no, that I had to be there. He hesitated then agreed. Fran told him that I would call him back and set everything up. Fran was extremely nervous but also excited and giddy as she told me about her phone call. She practically raped me that evening.
The next day, I did better than call him, I saw his car in his driveway and I stopped and rang his doorbell. When he answered, I saw that he had aged and now appeared to be a little heavier than all those years ago. He recognized me immediately and really seemed to be quite afraid that I was there to kill him. I assured him that wasn't the case and he invited me in.
We spoke for awhile. Me telling him why I wanted to do this and he telling me why he had divorced. It seems his wife had cheated on him and he couldn't bring himself to forgive her. What irony, I thought. Anyway, he wanted to get together at his house since he lived alone, but I said no, we would meet at a near by city restaurant and then go to a nearby hotel. Yes, the same one that was in my other story. We made the date for two weeks from that point. I told him that I would call or stop by with the directions and times later in the week. We shook hands and I could see that he was still nervous, as I left. I was convinced that he would back out.
I told Fran about my meeting with Robert, when she came home from work and she pounded me with all the usual questions. I answered them and told her that we were on for two weeks from Friday.
Part 3
A couple of days later, I gave Robert driving directions and a time of 7:00 PM to meet us in the lounge. He seemed a little more at ease and again shook my hand as I left. Hmmm maybe he would show after all.
Two weeks went by quickly and we were getting ready to start our drive when Fran came out of the bathroom. She had really made herself up and looked gorgeous. She had also lost some weight the last couple of weeks and looked about 10 years younger. This was doing wonders for her.
We checked into the room and it was a lot like I remembered from 18 years before with the lights and windows and round bed, etc. The only thing different now, was that they had a large screen TV and a large Jacuzzi bathtub in the room. Fran really liked that touch. We went down to the lounge and at 7:00 PM, no Robert. I figured that he was a no show when I saw him walking into the doorway at about 7:20 PM. He apologized saying that he got a little lost on his way here. He just kept staring at Fran and telling her how good she looked after all these years.