Katie, my wife, has always been insatiable where sex was concerned. She is bisexual and has been with a number of women, in my company as a threesome and alone, on the premise that she shared her experiences with me afterwards. We had also both been involved with swinging and enjoyed watching each other with other attractive people.
At 33 years old, 2 years my junior, Katie is a head-turner. She is a gorgeous brunette with beautiful brown eyes; she has a slim, toned, body and dresses immaculately, whatever the occasion. Whenever we're out together I see men looking at her and rather than being jealous, I just feel happy to have such a stunner on my arm. Likewise, when she goes out with friends she always returns with stories about the amount of men who tried to hit on her; occasionally we would fantasise afterwards about her coming home having accepted a guy's advances and letting him fuck her. This turned us both on but until recently, it had just been fantasy.
Last week, while in town shopping, Katie was chatted up by a male sales assistant in one of the classier clothes shops. Despite turning him down, telling him she was married, he insisted in giving her his mobile telephone number, which she took from him although not with any real intent to contact him. When I got home from work that night she told me about the guy, who was called Tyler, and how he had propositioned her. I found myself becoming aroused, particularly when Katie said that she had found him attractive but would never arrange something with a guy behind my back.
"Were you tempted?" I asked her.
Katie hesitated, no doubt gauging my possible reaction, "Yeah, he was really attractive."
"Would you like to fuck him?"
Another hesitation and then, "If you said it was okay, I think I would. Why, would you like me to?"
By now, listening to my sexy young wife telling me how she would like to fuck another man, my cock was solid and at that moment, there was nothing I would like more than to have Katie come home to me after being used by someone else.
"Phone him now, tell him you've thought about his offer and you've changed your mind. Invite him around here."
"What about you though? I don't think he'll be willing to let you watch."
"That's not what I had in mind."
We then planned how things would happen. Katie would call Tyler, explain she wanted to see him, telling him that I was working late and wouldn't be home till late. If he agreed, I would stay downstairs and Katie would take Tyler straight upstairs to our bedroom when he arrived, explaining that I had just called and was about an hour away, so they didn't have time to hang around. About 45 minutes later, I would call again, and tell Katie that I was just 15 minutes away, so that Tyler wouldn't be tempted to hand around and get to know Katie; this was all about us and enhancing our sex life, Katie wasn't interested in getting to know him, just getting fucked by him.
We had some Motorola radios and set them up so that one was permanently 'sending', which we placed discreetly next our bed; I would have the other one downstairs with me so I could hear what was going on and also judge when to make the call that would send Tyler packing. Katie was quite nervous by now, but I convinced her to call Tyler and he agreed to come around at 8pm, giving us an hour to get Katie ready. She went for a shower and pampered herself in preparation for Tyler's visit. Next, she had me help her choose what underwear she was going to wear, we decided on a pair of satin french knickers and camisole, which would be all she would be wearing when Tyler arrived. She looked gorgeous and my cock was solid as I helped my wife prepare to take another man to our marital bed.
Shortly after 8pm, our doorbell went. Katie kissed me, told me she loved me and went to answer the door, shutting me in the front room while she went to let Tyler in. I listened at the door and heard a male voice say, "Wow, you look stunning!"
Katie thanked him for the compliment and I heard her tell Tyler that they only had an hour, so they were going to go straight upstairs.
"Are you sure? In you and your husbands bed?" Tyler asked.