As I mentioned in my previous stories concerning Sam, these are actual events that happened to me. The only thing that I changed is the names, to protect the not so innocent.
I think that I failed to describe myself in my previous stories, so I will do so now. I am 35 years old, 5'5" tall, and 36C breasts. I was a virgin when I married my husband and he was the only man that I had been with until Sam. I was 18 years old when we married.
For a few years my husband had been telling me stories concerning me with another man while we were making love. The thought of me being with another man was a big turn-on for him and I have to admit that it also got me hot, even though I wouldn't admit it to him at the time.
Sam had been flirting with me for several years at my place of employment and I found him to be sexy and handsome. Sam was also married, but apparently his wife was fooling around on him and I guess he decided that what was good for her was good for him.
A couple of weeks after my second meeting with Sam, at the encouragement of my husband, I invited Sam back down to my house and of course he accepted.
The routine for my husband was to be the same, he leaving when Sam called to make sure it was still ok to come down and not coming back until Sam had left. Well, what I didn't know until later was that my husband didn't leave. He pretended to leave, but sneaked back into the garage which is located under our bedroom.
Before Sam arrived, I dressed in another short sexy gown that my husband had gotten me and wore a short robe over it. The gown was sort of mesh, so you could see my nipples through it and also my bikini panties.