I must surely be the most satisfied woman in the world. I have a wonderful husband, Jim, and I have two small children, Belinda and James, and we are financially secure and don't have a worry in the world. Jim had a great job and we are very secure in everything. There is nothing we want - except one thing I want! I want to be fucked by another man other than Jim! If ever there is an understanding husband it is Jim and when I voiced my thoughts about getting fucked by someone else, instead of falling into a rage Jim just asked me who I had in mind. Of course I didn't have anyone in mind but I had sown the seed and I knew Jim and I would talk a lot more about this idea of mine.
When I finished college and then into business school I didn't have time to go out with boys and therefore, apart from a few brief encounters with boys at parties, I had no experience with anyone other than Jim. The boys at the parties usually just wanted a feel and like most of the girls I let them play with my tits and a couple of them got inside my panties and played with my cunt but no one attempted to fuck me. I was, therefore, a virgin when Jim fucked me for the first time about 4 months before we married.
Let me tell you about myself. I am 31 years old, tall with a very slim build but I have large breasts. My legs are very long and shapely and the rest of me is in proportion - I guess you could say I am rather good looking. I have very dark hair, cut short, and my bush is very dark but I keep it trimmed around the edges at the bikini line but otherwise I let it grow wild. Jim loves me and my body and we make love when ever we can. The children don't cause much trouble because they are a bit too young to understand we are making love when they have occasionally walked in on us doing it.
One of the things about me is my very slim stomach. When I am standing naked and being looked at from the side my breasts stick out beautifully but my belly is so slim it is a wonder I don't snap in halves. And this is after having the two children. I was very lucky not having stretch marks and therefore my body has no blemishes. We both keep very fit by working out at the gym regularly and we walk a lot taking the children with us in their pushers. Everything is wonderful except I have this great desire to be fucked by another man - just once - but fucked just the same.
Jim, interestingly enough, didn't voice any objections to my idea - in fact he encouraged me to talk about what I wanted. He knew quite well I had never been fucked by another man and could understand why I wanted to try someone different. He is such an understanding man I couldn't wish for anyone better.
One evening as we lay in bed after a wonderful time of making love, Jim leaned over and kissed me hard. He then placed his hand first in my bush and then he slid his hand down so that he was touching my cunt - my very wet cunt full of cum - and gave me a squeeze. He then said, "Carol, I know how we can achieve this idea of yours to make love to another man. I will arrange it for next weekend and all you have to do is to go along with what I say and I am sure you won't be disappointed. You do trust me, don't you?" Of course I replied that I did and so it was set that I would be fucked by another man next Saturday evening! I made it clear to Jim I didn't want another man to make love to me - I wanted him to fuck me because lovemaking was only for Jim and myself.
This morning, Monday, I am just wishing for the days to pass quickly. I want Saturday evening to come quickly and it was all the more exciting because I didn't have any idea who Jim was arranging to fuck me. I thought of all of his friends and, although I have had sexy thoughts about most of them I didn't really think he would get one of them to fuck me.
Each day passed slowly and he seemed to be busy making arrangements for Saturday. He organized for my parents to have the children from Saturday afternoon until Sunday afternoon - that is no trouble - they love to have the children. He was making a number of phone calls which I just couldn't hear and the anticipation of Saturday was building up in me at a very fast rate. The other thing was that Jim told me he wouldn't make love to me until after next Saturday so that I will be really wanting to have another man! He is so thoughtful I just love him so much.
I then started to worry as the day went by - would this man like me enough to want to fuck me? Then I rationalized any man would probably want to fuck me if there were no strings attached so I dismissed that thought. I wondered what I should wear. Would I get dressed up or would I just wear casual clothes. Should I wear underwear or just wear a blouse and a skirt for easy access? All these silly little problems. I then started to consider would Jim arrange for me to be fucked in our bedroom or would that be too painful for him. Perhaps he would want me to be fucked in the spare room? I then thought perhaps I should make sure the spare room was all neat and tidy because that can be a bit of a junk room where everything is tossed.
Then I started to think about personal hygiene. Should I shave my bush off? I love my bush and wouldn't want to get rid of it unless that would be the right thing to do. Also I would have to shave my legs and my underarms. I would have to shower just before he came to fuck me and I would have to use deodorant and body perfume to make me smell nice. I have slightly hairy forearms but I wouldn't do anything to them because Jim is particularly excited with my arms. I made some decisions. I wouldn't shave my legs until Saturday afternoon - that would give me some growth on my legs and then my shave would be closer. I wouldn't shave my underarms until the same time and I would trim my bikini line on the Friday because I didn't want to risk shaving rash near my delicate areas by shaving on Saturday. I thought by Friday I had everything under control. My bush was trimmed and there was no shaving rash, I had selected my deodorant and my body perfume. I had decided I would wear no bra but I would wear my very sexy thong panties. I also thought I would wear a see-through blouse and a short mini-skirt with no stockings or pantyhose and just slip on shoes. I had it all planned out to the last detail.
On the Saturday afternoon I changed all the bedding in our bedroom and really made the bedroom neat and tidy. I also gave the spare room the works and it looked like a new pin - everything was in readiness and I could tell just how excited I was becoming because of the wetness between my legs. In fact I was so wet thinking about this mystery man that I took off my panties hoping some of the wetness would dry in the air with some breeze blowing on me.
Now with just a few hours left I prepared for my mystery lover. I took a very long soaking bath with all sorts of crystals added to make me smell nice. While I was in the bath I shaved my stubbly legs and my underarms and, when I inspected my efforts, I was very pleased with the results. I left the bath and dried myself and then applied my best deodorant and body-perfume and then inspected myself in the full length mirror in our bedroom. Jim had come in a couple of times to see how I was getting on and complimented me on my looks and my body - he was getting excited too.
I was just slipping on my thong panties when Jim came into the room and told me we would be having a light meal. I hadn't somehow expected to eat anything and hadn't prepared any meal but Jim, ever the thoughtful Jim, had prepared a light snack for us. We ate our meal but I was getting very nervous and kept wondering if everything would go alright. As soon as the meal was finished, I cleaned my teeth and finished dressing and thought I was completely ready. Then Jim said, "We will be leaving in 15 minutes - are you sure you have everything?" I double checked I had taken my birth control pill and I also took several condoms secreted in my purse in case they were needed. I also took the precaution of slipping a tube of KY into my purse and then I thought I was ready! What a situation - here is my loving husband making sure I am as perfect as I can be and he is taking me to meet a man who will fuck me!
We drove right across town to a really luxurious motel and Jim just drove our car right to the door of a room as he had already booked in and had the key. We entered this lovely room and I saw it was truly delightful - this was the top of the luxury motels. I was conscious of my breasts bobbing around as I walked because I didn't wear my bra and my thong panties were pressing right up into my cunt crack and they were soaking wet already and I hadn't even met the man who was to fuck me! Suddenly I had the terrible thought perhaps Jim is just going through all this fuss so he can be the one to fuck me!