I've always encouraged my wife, Tanya, to consider taking a lover, with her being very resistant. We married as she was finishing her PhD, and I was working to support our household. At 5'3", 130 lbs and quite voluptuous for her weight, she's a blonde, green eyed woman who was born and raised in Russia and emigrated to the United States when she was 15. She somehow has always had the time to work out daily, even though she is overwhelmingly dedicated to her research and teaching. The result: an extremely intelligent, sophisticated, and attractive woman -- which was the reason I fell in love with her.
Early on in our relationship, I posted ads online for us to meet a couple that we could get close to. Several times we met up with a prospective pair, however it never resulted in any physical interaction. They never seemed to be the right fit, and Tanya was always resistant. She had never been promiscuous and was quite reserved in her sexuality. Our sex life had always been amazing, and after letting her guard down, at times, she would embrace her feelings and really let go. It would be rare, however, and requiring a bit of drinking.
Over the years, I would talk with her a bit about what it might be like for her to take on a lover that was larger and heavier than me. At around 5'8", I'm fairly athletic, but only about 150lbs. During sex, I would often whisper to her about other men, which would usually make her breathe more rapidly, and push back against me harder during sex. As the years have gone on, she often times would close her eyes and seem far away during sex. Over time, I've purchased some good sex toys, and have encouraged her to use them on her own and with me -- which she did regularly.
At around 40, Tanya began to dress a bit sexier, with tighter dresses that were a bit shorter. I also noticed that several times, she would go with no underwear. I was a bit surprised at this, as she had never done anything like this before. I took this as a sign that maybe, just maybe, she might consider what I had mentioned for several years.
I decided I would put a focused plan into action to make this happen. Little would I know where this would lead and how it would forever affect our lives.
My plan had several components. First, I posted an ad on several web sites that honestly described my situation: I was looking for a younger, tall, athletic man who might work with me to seduce my wife. It took me around 3 months, but eventually, I had a few interesting communications. I eventually met with a few guys over coffee, with one being someone that I thought could be a good fit.
Austin was a graduate student at the university where my wife worked. He was 6'5", around 240lbs, and a former baseball player in undergraduate. We met, and I immediately felt good about him. He was relaxed, easy to talk with, and he understood my situation. He knew I wasn't looking for someone to screw up our relationship, but someone that could possibly give my wife something that she might be craving -- even if she wasn't readily able to admit it. As we talked, an interesting aspect about Austin came up: he sold pot. My wife enjoyed smoking on occasion, and I immediately thought this would be a great way to introduce Austin and get Tanya and him to spend some time together. Mentioning that I had met someone that might be able to regularly sell us some dope was a great, neutral way to introduce Austin, without trying to push the sexual encounter with her. Frankly, Tanya hated that type of artificial meeting, and I think that was a key reason why it had never happened previously. This situation needed to be organic, and natural -- not orchestrated.
That evening, I mentioned that I had met a guy at a coffee shop (which was technically true), and that we had struck up a conversation: as part of the discussion, I mentioned that we smoked occasionally, and he had mentioned that he sold pot, and would be happy to come over and hook us up. Tanya was immediately down with it -- given that our recent connection had dried up. I told her I would text Austin and see if he could come by.
After a couple days, we set up a time for him to come over as a first meeting. As I let him into the house and introduced him to Tanya -- I could tell by her body language -- ever so subtly, that she liked what she saw. She very covertly looked him over, but to the average eye, it was undetectable. We talked for a bit: Austin mentioned he was a graduate student, and we had a brief conversation about our common university connections. After some time, we all smoked a bowl together. After a bit, I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I purposely spend a bit of time there, to give Tanya and Austin some time to talk alone.
When I returned, they were chatting, very casually. We all hung out a bit more, then Austin took off, telling us that he would be happy to hook us up, and to just let him know, and we could work out the details. We said our goodbyes, and interestingly enough, he nodded goodbye to me, and then gave Tanya a hug. It seemed totally natural and relaxed, but I thought it was very interesting. Tanya wouldn't normally do that with someone she just met, which was just a small thing that I noticed. Again, it seemed completely relaxed and friend-like.
After Austin left, we both remarked at how cool he seemed. I told Tanya I would text him and set up a time to score.
Immediately after the first meetup, Austin texted me, and mentioned how cute and sexy my wife was. I immediately felt myself get a little flush, and I got a hard on. It was a very unique feeling: At that moment, I thought -- "Wow, this could really happen!" The result was an instant shot of sexual energy. I gathered myself, and then, later than evening, mentioned to Tanya that I texted Austin that day.
"So, hon, you remember Austin? I texted him today to try and set up a time to get a quarter -- are you still cool with that?"
Tanya looked at me like I asked a dumb question. "David - of course! Duh! Lets' do it. I thought he was cool and relaxed. When did he say he could hook us up?"
"I think sometime in the next few days. He mentioned that we should try to do it sometime before Friday. There was one other thing he told me: He mentioned he thought you were very sexy."
Tanya immediately flushed a bit. "Really? OOOKKK. That's always a nice compliment." She seemed a bit nervous but receptive.
I saw this as a sign and so went a bit further. "So, you know hon, I'm totally ok with you having close friends. If you wanted to hang out with Austin on your own, that's totally cool. You could even go over and pick up this bag if you wanted to - or have him come over here -- but it's up to you -- I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."
Tanya seemed to shift around a bit, showing her nervousness in her body language. "That's nice, I appreciate that. He seemed really nice. Are you sure that you are ok with me being friends with him? It could get complicated."
My heart immediately jumped a bit, and I felt my cock stir. This was the first time, the very first time, I had ever heard Tanya say something like this. Her "it's complicated" statement was her way of saying -- she's interested. I took the sign immediately in, and very carefully thought about my next statement. I didn't want to say the wrong thing and screw this up.
"I'm totally fine with it honey. I mean, you can have men friends. And Austin seems really fun, and he likes to smoke. So what if he thinks you are attractive? I mean, you know how I feel. You are a powerful, strong woman, and if you wanted to get close to another man -- that's ok. I love you and I just want you to feel good. I'm ok with this. I mean, is a close friendship like this something you could handle?"
Tanya looked down and bit her lip. She did that when she was nervous. "Oh yeah of course. I love you honey. It might be nice to have a friend like Austin. But only if you are ok with it."
I again reassured her. "Absolutely. Why don't I send you his number and you can text him and work out the details of meeting up?"
"OK! Thanks D. Send me his number and I'll text him. It might be nice to just hang out and become friends, maybe he can come over sometime to our house whenever."
I texted Austin's number to Tanya. The next day -- in the am -- I asked her again if she had texted him.
"Oh shit, no! I'll do it right now." I stood there as she texted him.
TANYA: Hey Austin this is Tanya!
