My obsession with watching my wife make love to another man started many years ago. It all started with some old slides I found of my wife modeling years before I met her. There was nothing really pornographic about the slides just her looking gorgeous and two men close to either side. In one slide her hand was resting on one of the men's legs very close to his lap and I guess this is where the fantasy really began.
I had found the slides in a shared art room we had in our old apartment. I was immediately fascinated with the slides and found myself growing hard at the thought of her between these two men. As I was driving myself to college classes one day I started fantasizing about how far that that photo shoot went. I remember I was sitting in traffic with a big semi in front of me absently staring at the back of the truck. I started thinking about my wife and these two men , then on the back of the truck my mind started painting images of the slides. But where the slides left off my mind kept going. Imaging her hand sliding to the mans crotch. Finding his cock and slowly tugging it through his slacks as the man behind her pressed closer and reached around to fondle her. The next thing I know I have my dick out in traffic stroking myself to the movie of my wife getting used by these two strange men on the back of a truck. Needless to say I had one of the most powerful orgasm's I had ever had jerking off. And that was when it hit me, I wasn't jealous! For perhaps the first time in my life the thought of my girl with someone else didn't get me angry it got me horny!
These thoughts went on for several years with out me saying anything. Oh I played with myself a lot. Thinking about her with other men. I even got her to tell me about her times with men she had dated. I found that as soon as she started talking about this I was ready to cum, That's how excited it would make me. After years of stroking and dreaming I got my chance. I actually had a threesome with my wife and a friend. And while that was intense it was with a friend of mine and he was lacking in the "hardware" dept.
I did get something out of this though, that under the right circumstances my wife could be as sexually adventurous as me. And that I totally enjoyed watching my babe with another man.
Now comes the real deal. Many years later, we had kept this fantasy alive through pillow talk, I had my chance to watch her with a man that was a turn on for both of us.
We met him through a job we were doing. A local artist that was going to contribute to a project we were putting together.
I could tell my wife had the hots for him almost immediately. Ira was a local man with a bohemian flair that I think my wife liked. Dark hair beard and a laid back attitude I knew he could become part of the fantasy. I don't think my wife realized how obvious she was being. But after being together for so long I knew the signs. What a flirt!
I jokingly brought up then idea of Ira joining us over drinks one night and knew by her response she was game!
After having a few to many drinks one night I called Ira on his cell. I mumbled small talk for a bit then came right out and said "Ira I hope you don't think im a total weirdo but my wife wants to fuck you."
After a slight pause he laughed and said "I wondered if that's what was going on. He then asked me how I felt about it. I told him I was all for it if he didn't mind me being involved. When he asked me how she felt about it I responded that she would be embarrassed that I said anything to him and I was going to get an earful when I told her but that she basically had the hots for him and if he was game so was I.
Well I did get an earful that night but after a few failed attempts to get together we finally had him over to the house.
We got the work portion of why he stopped by over quickly and had a few drinks and laughs about my drunken confession. I excused myself to go have smoke. I positioned myself outside where I could see them on the couch talking. As I watched they got closer and closer. Soon my wife was touching his arm looking at his tattoos and laughing together. While I was a little jealous watching her and him my cock started to harden. I rubbed myself through my jeans enjoying watching them together.
When I came back in the were sitting in the corner of the L shaped love seats. I sat down next to my wife and she turned to me and said" I've been talking to Ira about what you told him, and he's comfortable with it if we are".
I respond that I was and to tell the truth I was turned on by the thought of watching them together.
With that my wife slid from her corner to the floor on her knees. Ira pulled her to him and they started to kiss. As her tongue slid into his mouth my cock sprang to attention.
