This story is a full of the juicy details that readers of this genre enjoy, but it is a bit longer than I intended. It seemed necessary to make the characters more plausible. Hang in. The action gets heavy about a third of the way in. It deals with a lovely, modest wife who loves and trusts her husband, who finds herself seduced by him into having sex with another man. The pleasure she gets from pleasing her husband collides with the pleasure she gets from the other man’s large cock. Is she at heart, a lady or a slut? The husband is able to control the situation more easily than he can his own feelings. If you like this kind of scenario, you should also enjoy my other contribution called, ‘The Best Laid Plans.’ Your comments are a source of inspiration. Please send them in, Thank you – Marc DeLancy
Jenny felt that all eyes in the hotel lobby were on her, even though she and Ted were strangers in town. By all outward appearances, they were an attractive, but otherwise inconspicuous couple. “I think I’m going to faint. I want to go home,” she whispered. Ted steered her to a couple of chairs. He sat next to her and held her hand. She looked pale.
“Take it easy for a few minutes, Honey. Take a deep breath and try to relax. You know that you can back out at any time without an explanation. Just say the word.” Ted meant what he said, but would have been deeply disappointed if Jenny took him up on his offer at this late stage of the game. Jenny did not want to disappoint Ted. He had been leading up to this for years. She could have put a stop to his crazy scheme a long time ago, but she also enjoyed the fantasy game, and now it was too late. She hadn’t counted on Ted’s patience and never thought that it would actually go this far. Ted was a convincing and imaginative lover, making it all seem like a natural extension of their sex life. Jenny enjoyed the thought of rubbing two cocks at the same time. She couldn’t remember how the thought got into her head. Of course, it was Ted. Furthermore, Jenny would freely admit, if pressed, that she was curious and excited by the prospect of meeting Jon Fletcher. She knew that some wives would envy her. They would consider it an extraordinary adventure to have an affair with another man with the permission and under the protection of their husbands. The only condition was that Ted wanted to watch. A fantasy was one thing; to be here to meet and make arrangements with someone was something else. After a few minutes, Jenny said she was feeling better and was ready to go into the dining room. Apprehensively, Ted asked her if she was sure. She said that she was ok.
The maitre ‘d seated them at a quiet table while they waited nervously for Jon’s arrival. The candlelight flattered Jenny’s flawless complexion. Ted saw her as ravishing, in the ripe fullness of her womanhood. She was lush and he knew men found her attractive. He knew the feeling Jon would have for her, because he had those same feelings for her now. She was never more desirable than when he imagined her on her back with her legs spread wide in the air, looking into the face of some guy who was sliding his thick cock into her wet pussy. He could hardly keep his hands off of her. A few minutes later Jon approached the table.
Jenny spotted him first. She hoped that the tall, distinguished, older man in his early fifties, was Jon. Being twenty years younger than him, she had some concern that she would find him too old. It turned out that she had nothing to worry about. She first noticed that he was tall and slim, with an easy stride and well dressed. She looked at his face lastly and found it smooth and clean-shaven, with large, well-balanced features. She also stole a glance at his crotch as if to make an assessment, but quickly averted her eyes, ashamed of herself. Jenny was relieved and pleased when he stepped up to the table and introduced himself in a mellow, unaccented voice. Ted had assured Jenny in advance that Jon was a gentleman. He knew she wouldn’t respond to anything less and Ted left nothing to chance. O, yes. Jon had a full head of curly hair.
Ted did business with Jon Fletcher and traveled here on a regular basis. They’d spent a lot of time together consulting on a construction project, and had gotten to know and like each other. They had a lot in common. Both had an interest in, shall we say, expanding their marital horizons and cautiously, over weeks, came to set up the present meeting. Jon told Ted that his wife Rachel knew about tonight’s dinner, but was too shy to attend. Perhaps, that was just as well they thought. Things would be awkward enough and it would be easier to get things started as a threesome. Ted was confident that Jon would play the game, because Jon has fantasies of someone like Ted making love to Rachel.
The dinner went smoothly because they didn’t talk about why they were there. Furthermore, Ted had to assure Jenny that nothing had to happen that night. This would just be a social occasion to see if another “meeting” was possible. Jenny was gracious, showing an interest in Jon and his family. She learned that he and Rachel had no children. Jon learned that Ted and Jenny had one daughter who was away in college at the time. Ted could tell that Jon passed the test. Jenny enjoyed the erotic undertone of the dinner. The idea that someday she might expose herself to the man making polite conversation across the table from her turned her on. She also couldn’t help imagining what he looked like naked. What kind of cock did he have? Was he circumcised? What did it feel like? She blushed as she thought about his semen. Her panties were wet.
When they made their goodbyes, Jenny said she looked forward to seeing him again and perhaps his wife as well. For Ted, the evening was a triumph. He had visions of future “dinners” where his long-standing fantasies might be fulfilled. Since it was too far to drive home that night, Ted had made a reservation at the hotel. They were silent in the elevator. When they entered the room Ted asked her, “Well, how did you like him?” Jenny looked down and said,
“I liked him. He’s nice.”
“Nice enough to…?”
“I think so, maybe. I’m not sure he liked me enough to go ahead with anything.”
“Are you kidding? You’re fabulous. I could see that you turned him on. He was aching for you during the whole dinner.” His heart was throbbing in his throat and in his pants. Then the phone rang.
“Let it ring,” Jenny said.
Ted didn’t get ahead in the construction business by letting phones go unanswered. Besides, with every ring his hard-on slackened a little. “It could be important,” he said and reluctantly answered the phone. “Hello.” A long pause followed. He put his hand over the mouthpiece. “It’s Jon. He’s in the lobby. He wants to know if he can come up.” Jenny was speechless. After and a long silence Ted said, “Call back in five minutes,” and hung up.
“You son-of-a-bitch,” she said. “You two set this up!”
“Jenny, I swear to you, I did not. I’m just as surprised as you are. Baby, believe me, I wouldn’t do anything so stupid to screw things up now.” And he hadn’t, but he did think Jon’s call was a stroke of luck or genius. The timing was perfect. “What do you want to do?” he said. “I’m ready. Are you?” Jenny realized that Ted was telling the truth and her anger quickly subsided.
“I don’t know. I could be, but I don’t know if I can actually do it. Does that make sense?”
“Yes. If he comes up we could just talk.”
“Are you excited about it?” she asked.
“Very.”
