God I can't stand him sometimes. He knows just how to get under my skin, push my buttons and drive me completely crazy. Unfortunately, this irritation he causes me is often diminished by a pure, raw desire for him. He's like a drug. A drug I just can't get enough of.
Tony and I met at work. We started as just friends, but within months, it was apparent that we both wanted more. After we both jumped a few hurdles in our lives, we were finally able to be together - and never looked back. Four years later, we're together and more in love than ever (and our sex life continually improves).
Tonight started with one of our famous talks. We frequently get lost in these discussions about relationships, love, control, sex. Normally, our discussions are positive, as we're able to share our thoughts and feelings about a variety of topics without offending the other. Communication is easily one of our relationships strongest points. However, this night our little chat took a path that he knows causes me frustration - his drive to share me with other men.
The topic was not foreign to us. We've even dabbled a bit in experimenting a bit in reality. I had once taken a weekend and spent the night with Tony's best friend, with Tony's permission of course. However, for the most part, it's a topic of fantasy for both of us.
Lately, however, his comments about watching me pleasing another man have become more frequent. He even has been mentioning it while we're making love, like he did tonight - visualizing, I assume, how his naughty wife would look with another mans cock in her mouth. I know it turns him on as the discussion almost always makes him cum.
Tony's been asleep a while now, and my thoughts just won't stop. I think it's time to see if Tony can handle his fantasy - with a twist. Satisfied with my realization, I drift off to a peaceful sleep.
Arriving at home after work, Tony finds the house empty and a video tape laying on the kitchen table. The note attached says to pour himself a beer, change out of his work clothes, and enjoy this little home movie. Smiling to himself, he follows the instructions and sits down in the family room to see what I've left him. His cock is growing, as his imagination runs wild with what may be on the tape.
My image appears on the television screen. Wearing a burgundy teddy, black thigh highs and a smile, I begin to explain the tape.
"Hey baby, glad to see you found the tape. You know how lately, well, actually, for a while now, you've been wanting other men to experience my pussy, my mouth? Well, keep watching...because last weekend, while you were watching the game with the guys, I made your fantasy come true. And I know you would have liked to be involved, but...you were kind of busy! Whoops! I hope you enjoy...I love you."
The screen goes black, and slowly an image appears of what looks like a hotel room. The tacky bed covering and window air conditioner give it away. You watch as I walk into the room, crawl onto the bed and look at the camera. My black thigh highs and nightie are a striking contrast against my milky white skin. Your cock jumps when you realize it's the outfit you bought me for our last anniversary.
You're not prepared for what happens next - two men, both about my age come into the shot. They are both naked and hard. You notice that one of the guys is about your same size, but the other is much larger. The smaller of the two moves around to the back of me, pushing me over so my ass is in the air but my face is looking at the camera. His cock slowly finds my pussy and he starts to move himself in and out of me, using me to get off.