This is a fantastical description of how my first wife sharing experience has played out in my mind, if it were to ever happen. Up to this point it remains just fantasy.
My wife (Sarah, for the purposes of this story) and I, both in our mid-30s now, met at school, fell in love and have been together ever since. The only way I could think to describe Sarah is absolutely stunning - about 5'6, long brown hair, big brown eyes, When we met, the first thing I noticed about Sarah was her beautiful smile. A very quick second was an amazing pair of breasts - DD and remarkably perky for their size - and a tight, round ass. 15 years and 2 kids later, her body is still as sexy to me as it was the first time I saw her.
When we first started having sex, she confessed to never having given a blowjob, never having had her delicious pussy licked and never having had an orgasm. I was very happy to share all of those first experiences with her. Understandably, given both our previous sexual history, our sex life started out very vanilla but as the years have gone on we have experimented with a number of different things - her taking my cum in new places: mouth. breasts, creampie (I also discovered I love going down on her after cumming inside of her, something she enjoys as well), trying out new toys, exploring anally (both of us trying our hand at giving and receiving, having her use a strap-on dildo to fuck me). Through all of this experimentation, I have learned that watching her when she is giving me a blowjob is one of my favourite sexual sights, second only to watching her have an orgasm when she is being licked or fucked.
As our relationship continued, our sex life had its ups and downs as many do, with changes in lifestyle, jobs, stresses, and children all contributing factors. During some of those down times, I would let my mind wander and that's when I really started fantasizing about it - watching Sarah with another man. I don't know why I first started fantasizing about it, and it started out occasionally at first but progressed to being my primary fantasy when I found myself with some alone time. I would search for hotwife photos or videos online of Sarah look-alikes to make it easier for me to imagine I was really watching her with someone else, read stories online and picture her as the wife being taken, or just let my mind wander and build a scenario in my head.
In an effort to add some spice to our sex life, I started looking for ways where I might be able to introduce new things, including this fantasy, into the bedroom. I found games where we had to send each other dares which led to us trying different positions, times or locations to have sex in, and using different sex toys; games where we had to answer questions about sexual desires, kinks and fantasies; apps that would give us prompts that we had to follow; and quizzes where we would indicate whether something was a yes, no or maybe and see where we matched up. Through all of those, I had hoped to discover that Sarah had secretly shared either the same fantasy or something entirely different and exciting and we could start to talk about it, plan it out and eventually see it come to life. What I learned instead, was that Sarah didn't have many fantasies of her own. She didn't really watch porn for inspiration or to get herself off to, and she was pretty content with our sex life in its current state.
I decided I needed to come right out and tell her about my fantasy of watching her with another man. When I did, it was met with 0 real interest - what I found sweet and comforting, that I was all that Sarah would ever need or want, simultaneously frustrated me because it meant no interest in my biggest fantasy coming to life. The only sliver of hope that I had to hold onto was that when I asked if she wanted me to keep that fantasy locked up and never mentioned again, she indicated that she liked hearing what turned me on and didn't want me to withhold that sort of thing.
Over the next few months, I would find opportunities to casually bring it up and gauge her response each time. I even found ways to incorporate it into the bedroom a little bit - using a realistic sex toy that she would suck while I was inside of her, taking photos of her with the toy in between her beautiful breasts, even once cumming on a realistic-looking toy and having her lick it off - it was all incredibly hot, and I was grateful to her for humoring me but it has left me wanting more and more for the real thing.
At this point in the story, reality gives way to fantasy. From here on out, this is a description of how I would love to see the fantasy play out...
Knowing that if this were to ever become reality, we would want to start out slow for both of our sakes, I mention again that it would be an incredible turn-on to watch Sarah video chat with another guy. Talking dirty to each other, showing off their bodies to each other and eventually touching themselves in front of each other to the point of orgasm, all while I watched off to the side and stroked my own painfully hard erection. Surprised at how turned on it made her and still wanting more, Sarah and I would have incredible sex that night, using one of the realistic toys to simulate everything that she would have wanted to do had that guy been here in-person, instead of over a webcam.
Over the next few weeks, we would try this a few more times with different guys. Each time, Sarah would feel more comfortable and talk a little bit dirtier, flaunt her body a little bit more, touch herself with a little more enthusiasm and have a stronger orgasm, and I would find it a hotter and hotter scene to watch. And each time, the sex we would have afterwards would be amazing.