This is a true story and not fiction.
It seemed that every time my husband and I made love, he would make-up a story concerning me with another man. This went on for several years until his fantasy finally came true.
First, let me tell you about myself. I was 32 years old at the time and we had been married for 14 years. I was a virgin when we married and had never been with another man and never thought that I would do what I finally did.
I worked as a retail manager and that is where I met Sam. Sam would come into the store and flirt with me several days a week. Sam was married and claimed that he was in an unhappy marriage.
Well, I finally agreed to meet Sam before work in a parking lot near my store. We would sit in his car and kiss while he fondled my tits thru my clothes. This went on for several months and Sam was always trying to get me to meet him somewhere. One time he got a hotel room near the store and I was supposed to go over during my lunch break, but I got cold feet and chickened out.
I hadn't intended to tell my husband about Sam, but someone called him and told him that they saw me meeting with Sam in the parking lot. Well, after a lot of arguing and all, I finally confessed to my husband about Sam and told him all about it.
I figured that my husband would hit the roof, but was I in for a shock. He began to encourage me to meet Sam somewhere. This went on for several months and at the same time I was still meeting Sam in the parking lot or parking garage before work, but all Sam and I did was kiss and he would play with my tits.
Well, this went on for several months and my husband was always asking me if I saw Sam and encouraging me to meet him. I finally confessed to my husband that I was curious about what it would be like with Sam.