I'm writing this shirt story of my first threesome that led to me becoming a hotwife with my husband Mike. The story is based on an actual event, but names have been changed. It's something that I'll always remember and always gets me excited so I thought it's time for me to share.
Mike and I had been dating only for a couple of months. He was tall, dark haired, and handsome. He worked out often to stay in shape, even had a six pack. He was the guy that easily caught a woman's eye whenever he went anywhere. On top of that, he was extremely caring and kind. A really good catch! I often wondered how I got so lucky to be dating him.
I'm more your average girl, I'm in good shape but by no means athletic. I'm about 5'6", 140 pounds with a 34C chest with long brown hair. I have a nice flat stomach, but definitely have some curves in my hips and butt. People often are most attracted to my smile and usually feel really comfortable with me right away. I have a very laid back style to go with my looks, jeans and a t-shirt are my go to.
We were both in our late twenties and our relationship definitely started out very hot and heavy. The sex was amazing! Nothing was boring or ordinary like all of my past relationships. But we also had a very special connection. I felt very early on like I knew this could be a great thing.
One night, Mike and I went out to a bar and got a little tipsy. We danced a little and he was getting a little grabby pulling up my skirt on the dance floor. I could tell he was really horny so played along and teased. Feeling his hands running up my body was turning me on too. I could feel the bulge inside his pants growing as my butt rub on him. I couldn't wait to get home and honestly fuck the shit out of him!
Well later that night, after we had our fill, Mike rolls over in bed and asks me to tell him my biggest fantasy. I didn't really have any... I had everything I wanted! Things were amazing so I couldn't imagine anything better. I got a little afraid that he wasn't happy, but I asked him what his fantasy was anyways.
It was then that he first told me he wanted to watch me with another guy. I was shocked! How could he want to see me sleep with another guy? Did he want to sleep with another girl? Why would I cheat on him? Did he not respect me?
Before I could really say anything, he went on to explain how he didn't fully understand the dynamic or why it turned him on, but that part of it was about the being so sexual that there is no way 1 guy could satisfy her and about seeing the pleasure sex with other guys would bring her. It wasn't about degrading anyone, but the turn on for him was seeing the pleasure.
I told him how surprised I was and how I would need some time to process that. I had only been in traditional relationships and never thought about something like this. I knew I would never want my man sleeping with someone else, so I just thought it would be the same the other way around.
In the next few days, once I got past the initial shock, I thought about Mike's fantasy. I guess it wasn't wrong or cheating if he wanted me to do it and we were honest with each other. I mean cheating isn't just sex, but it's actually lying and going behind your partners back. So I figured I was ok with that part.
But I still wasn't sure about sleeping with another guy. I was by no means a prude, I had had my fair share of one night stands in the past. But I always thought I was moving towards a committed relationship and this was a new idea to me. I thought of sex as a more private affair, but I guess that most of that was simply because that's what society said was normal.
I decided to tell Mike that I'd be willing to try things out, but that I didn't want pressure that night. I wasn't sure how far I could actually go. He really appreciated that I was being open and told me that he would never push me to do more than I was comfortable with.
The next couple of weeks went by as normal, but we'd talk a little bit more in bed about how he wanted to see my lips around another man's cock as I was giving him a blowjob. Or how he wanted to see me lower myself onto another man. Each time we brought this up I noticed a light in his eyes. He was always rock hard at the thought and that made me really excited.
I decided it was time to put a plan into motion and if this was going to happen, it would be something that I wanted. I booked a hotel suite in the city for the following Friday. I just told him to be ready for a fun night out and to meet me in the city after work at 8.
Since this night was about me, I took Friday off and treated myself to a facial, manicure and pedicure, and even got a Blowout during the day. I went to the local lingerie boutique and bought some new lingerie, the type that is definitely for special occasions and not every day. Then I checked into the hotel and relaxed for a little while before deciding it was time to start getting ready. I decided to go a little heavier on the makeup than usual as though I would be in pictures. Then I put on my new Lingerie, a very sexy sheer black bra and matching panties along with black thigh high small fishnet stockings. I wore a short mini skirt, barely covering the top of the thigh highs along with a flowing sleeveless blouse that I left open one more button than I normally would have.
It was 7:30, so I text Mike and told him to meet me at the hotel bar. He still had no idea what we were up to that night or that I had got us a Suite. I decided to go down a little early and get a drink before he arrived. There weren't many people at the bar so I easily was able to get a glass of chardonnay. An older gentleman at the other end of the bar kept stealing glances at me, which made me feel good. I felt sexy in my outfit but it was good to know that it was also doing its job and attracting other men.
Mike walked in while I was enjoying my second glass of wine.
"Wow! You look amazing! What's so special about tonight?" He asked.
"I just figured we'd have some fun in the city since we don't come in to enjoy the nightlife that often and I thought I'd dress up for you a little. Do you like?"
"Oh my god yes! That dress is amazing!"
"Wait till you see what's under it." I teased.
His face lit up. We enjoyed a couple of drinks and some finger food while I took a few opportunities to tease him. Before we knew it, it was already 11 and time to go.
I stood up, grab Mike's hand and told him "I have a surprise for you."
I led him down the block to one of the city's nicer gentleman's clubs, went straight to the front of the line and in. The bouncer, seeing my dress, had no problem with us going to the front.
Mike simply asked, "What are we doing here Sarah?"