Laura and I have been together for about 5 years now. We have a good relationship and have settled into the typical "routine" that most do over a period of time. We spend our days apart at work, and our evenings together typically not doing too much other than dinner and some TV. Our sex life is good, but at the same time I find myself wanting something more. Something to spice things up a bit and bring the excitement back.
I came across the Literotica website and read through some of the stories in the Loving Wives category. There was something about reading these tales of guys who had shared their wives with other men that really turned me on. The idea of seeing my Laura desired by someone else and witnessing her in the throws of passion from a third person point of view would excite me to no end. But it was a very conflicting feeling when I thought about it actually happening in real life. Typically I would be defensive if I saw someone trying to flirt with her. But still I wanted to find out if this type of scenario would be as great if I were to see it with my own two eyes.
Laura has such a beautiful soul. She cares for everyone and is completely selfless when it comes to being there for someone in need. Laura is just as beautiful on the outside as well. She's short at only 5' 2", but has a woman's curves. Brunette hair and dramatically contrasting bright blue eyes that can just take your breath away! I couldn't imagine her ever being a willing participant in my fantasy. So how was I to breach the subject?
Fear of how this topic might ruin our relationship kept me from speaking of it for another several months, but as I read more tales, the burning desire to see it for myself continued to grow. I wanted to see her taken by someone else, and for my Laura to enjoy it thoroughly knowing that it was okay with me for her to do so. So I bit the bullet and brought up the topic of fantasies with her one evening.
"Are you 100% satisfied with our sex life hon?"
"Of course" she replied. "I think we have a great sex life, don't you?"
"I do" I agreed. "But I was just curious if you had any fantasies that you haven't been able to fulfill. Like, do you ever think about something else that turns you on when we make love?"
"Like what?"
"Anything. No judgments from me. Do you ever imagine you are with somebody else? A movie star or something like that?"
"No," she replied. "Do you?!"
"Honestly, I don't. But I do fantasize about seeing you with someone else sometimes."
"Huh?" she said looking at me clearly confused and looking for clarification.
I said, "Remember when we first got together? How exciting and new sex was between us? We just couldn't wait to get eachothers clothes off. And I could see the raw passion and desire in your eyes...I'd love to see you experience that again, and I know it's not realistic with me because we are pretty, well, routine with sex now. Sure, we are great at satisfying each other, but that early passion can't really be replicated now."
"I understand what you are saying, but I'm totally happy with what we share."
"So you don't ever fantasize about more heated sex," I continued to press.
"Sure, in my mind I may daydream about something more heated once in a while. Yes," she finally relented.
"What if I was willing to let you have that experience again?"
"Wait...are you saying that you'd be okay with it because you want an excuse to be able to be with other women?"
"I'm not saying that at all. I have no interest in being with anyone else. I just want to see you be completely satisfied. And there's just something that turns me on to think of seeing you enjoy yourself. In fact, it would turn me on so much that you would end up having twice as much fun because I wouldn't be able to resist taking you right afterwards for myself!"
"I'm not judging you honey, but I don't think that's anything I could ever do."
"I understand. Maybe it is just something best left to fantasyland," I succumbed begrudgingly. "At least I had given it a shot," I thought to myself.
A couple weeks later after Laura had been out with a few of her friends on a Friday night she asked me "Were you really serious about that conversation we had about fantasies?"
"I was," I replied. "But maybe it's just best kept that way, a fantasy."
"You know Kelly and I are best friends, so there's not much I don't tell her. I mentioned what we had talked about and I was surprised by her response. She told me that it's really not all that uncommon these days. There are a lot of couples that do similar things. Hearing that kind of "normalized" the idea a bit more. Like maybe it's not completely outrageous."
I was blown away! "So are you reconsidering your stance on it,?" I asked perhaps a bit too eagerly.
She grinned back at me and said, "I'll consider the idea a bit more. It does seem kind of interesting. You know, there was a pretty cute guy that was trying to flirt with me while I was talking with Kelly. I'd be lying if I didn't admit that I liked the attention."
"Really?!," I said. "That's kind of hot!"
Laura saw that I was getting excited by the idea of someone else showing an interest in her. "That doesn't make you jealous?," she said with a bit of a sexy voice.
