As a married man, is it right or wrong to want to engineer situations in which your wife of 20 years can flirt and tempt other men? Or in matters of lust and sex are there no rights or wrongs? I ask because as a loving husband I have spent several years doing just that. Encouraging and dropping hints with my lovely wife Toni that I wouldn't mind if she flirted more, teased men when we were out and yes, even let the right one, the man who really turned her on, caused her snatch to drip with excitement, to let him go further and perhaps get into her pants. But alas to no avail.
Not that Toni couldn't have had any man she wanted. Although now 42 years old, by a regime of gym work and running, Toni had maintained the body of a 30 year old. She is five foot six tall, 120lbs and had the longest legs that looked stunning in heels. And her long legs ended in that most intimate part of her body, a neatly trimmed pussy that just begged to be worshipped. Anyway, despite all my suggestions, dropped hints, continual nudging toward having a fling, nothing, no interest.
That was until a night a couple of months ago. Then everything changed and my world came crashing down around me. Why I hear you ask. Well I will tell you. My life has changed because my once faithful wife did as I asked and let a man seduce her. And more she let that man get into her pants and then into her once faithful snatch. How do I know? Well I got to watch it all.
After an umpteenth suggestion by me during a love making session, that Toni might like to try a larger cock belonging to a handsome stud, Toni pushed against my chest as my condom clad cock was buried deep in her sexy cunt. "Tom, what is it with this adultery thing? I just don't get it. Why would you want me, your wife to be unfaithful?" I was a bit taken aback, partly because I had been on the point of ejaculation and partly because my wife had also previously refused to engage with me on this subject.
I explained that it wouldn't be adultery or cheating if she had my blessing.
Toni was quiet for a minute as I held my erect cock inside her warm clutching pussy. "It wouldn't be right though would it? Another man being with me, seducing me and getting between my legs. Could you really handle another man making love to me?" The massive twitch of my cock inside her gave her the answer clearer than any words could do. "My goodness, it really does excite you doesn't it?"
"Yes" I gasped as my cock suddenly exploded into the condom as visions of Toni being seduced coursed through my mind.
"Oh you've come again haven't you?" moaned Toni, "You've no staying power. I bet a real stud could service me for hours and make me cum again and again. Not like you who leaves me high and dry!"
"Let me bring you off Toni" I offered.
"No forget it" hissed Toni, "I am going to sleep." So saying she turned over and ignored me. As I lay there I realised that we had got further talking about her with another man than ever before. I drifted off to sleep imagining scenarios where she got seduced.
Sometime in the night I was woken up by movements in the bed. I suddenly realised that it was Toni and that she had pushed the sheets back and in the dim light I could see her right hand furiously rubbing her pussy and clit. I could hear loud sloshing noises every time she worked a finger inside herself. As she brought herself toward orgasm she started to moan quietly "oh Johannes, fuck me, please I need it, oh yes, yes, ahhhhhhh."
With her final exclamation she exploded into orgasm with hips lifting off the bed and her hands still working manically at her snatch.
Slowly her breathing subsided and then she pulled the sheets up over herself and fell asleep. I was now wide awake and sporting another erection. Who the hell was Johannes I wondered? Toni had never mentioned a man of that name. Hmm, I thought I had better find out.
A few days later, I found out that I had to go away on business. I told my wife and she said that was a shame as she had hoped to go out for a nice meal at the weekend. I told her I was sorry and that I would make it up to her when I got home. Later that day Toni said she had something to ask me. "You know that thing that you have of wanting me to flirt with other men? Well would you mind if I went out for dinner with a work colleague while you're away?"
To say I was shocked would be an understatement! "Well sure" I said, "I guess so. Do you mind me asking who it is?"
"Yes, his name is Johannes."
Aha I thought, this is interesting. "When were you thinking of going out?" I asked.
"Oh, probably on Friday, that's ok isn't it?"
"Well yes I guess so", I said, "I won't be here anyway." As an afterthought I said "just be careful, that's all. You have never been out with another man since we got married."
"Silly" giggled Toni, "I'm not going to do anything apart from go out for a meal am I?"
"No I suppose not, I was just being silly that's all."
During our conversation my cock had become hard as I dreamed of my wife being seduced. I suddenly realised that I couldn't be away during what might turn out to be my wife's seduction by another man. I quickly made plans to change my business visit, so that I could be around to witness any aftermath to the dinner.
On the Friday I made a great pretense of saying goodbye and took my empty case out to the car. At work that day I couldn't concentrate and by 4pm I had given up and decided to head home. I knew that Toni wouldn't be home yet so I hid the car a block away from the house and sneaked in. I decided that I would hide myself in my walk in closet and wait developments.
At around 5.30 my wife got home and eventually came up to the bedroom. I watched as she stripped down and headed for the shower. As she dried herself, I wondered what she would wear for her 'date'. I didn't have long to wait. I watched with growing excitement as she painted her toes and finger nails with bright red gloss and dressed in thigh high nylons, thong panties and a black cocktail dress that showed her legs off. She then slipped on some five inch heeled black sandals and as I drunk in her beauty she looked at herself in the mirror. Wow I thought, she looked a million dollars. I couldn't remember the last time she had gone to so much effort for me!
After checking her hair and putting some on perfume, she grabbed a wrap and headed out. I realised that I had no idea where she was going and so couldn't go and spy on her and her date. I had to hope that she might end up bringing him home if he dropped her off.
The next four hours were torture as I imagined what might be happening. Was he gazing into her eyes over dinner, perhaps letting his hand linger on her? Would they be dancing and if so would he hold her tight? Would she feel his cock against her tummy as they danced? So many questions and thoughts.
Eventually at around 11pm I heard the door open and voices. I had hidden myself on a balcony that over looked the open plan living space and just hoped that Toni wouldn't head upstairs. After a few minutes they came into view and boy was I in for a shock. Johannes turned out to be a black man! A big black man. He must have been six foot four tall and I could tell he was physically very fit.
Toni fixed them a drink and then they both settled into the couch that was directly opposite me. Perfect! They chatted away and as I watched Johannes turned so that he was looking at my wife. I noticed that his left hand had drifted up to the back of the couch and then settled across Toni's shoulders. I expected her to flinch at this, but no, she merely gazed more intently into Johannes' face.
"Toni, I have wanted to do this all evening, so forgive me if I..."
And so saying Johannes lent in and kissed my wife full on the lips. He lifted his head and she looked a bit stunned, but then when Johannes lent in again, I could see her open her mouth to let his tongue fence with hers. At the same time her left hand came up around his head and even from 30 feet I could see her wedding bands twinkling as her fingers ran themselves through his black wiry hair.
After some five minutes or more or less continuous kissing they broke apart. "My, my" said Johannes, "I knew you would be one hot lady. You kiss so well."
Toni looked flushed as she said "thank you Johannes. That is the first time I have kissed another man since I got married. I don't know what came over me; I shouldn't have been so forward."
"Nonsense" said Johannes, "you were just listening to your body. What's more I think you would like some more wouldn't you?"
"What, I er no, I can't, I am married, I..."
Johannes suddenly stood up. "Come on Toni, show me the way to your bedroom, it will be more comfy there."
This is where I expected the night to end. I expected my demure wife to say no thank you, you need to leave. But no, I was both shocked and excited to see my lovely wife stand up and as if in a trance take Johannes' large black hand and head toward the stairs!
I quickly made a dash for my closet once again and hoped that Toni would not notice anything untoward. As I stood there, my heart was pounding. I couldn't believe that my fantasy of my wife being seduced might really come true. But with a black man, where had that come from? I had no inkling that Toni might be attracted to black men!
Before I had time to ponder that further, the lovers appeared in the bedroom. Johannes grabbed my wife and turned her to face him. He then resumed kissing her with passion as his big black hands roamed all over bare back. As I watched I could see his hands working to undo the zipper on her dress. What would she do? As he slowly pulled it down her sexy back, he then slipped the shoulder straps off her and helped the dress to slip sown her lovely body, until it pooled around her sandals.
Instead of being shocked or panicking as I thought she would, Toni stood back and quickly undid the buttons on his shirt and then once his muscular chest was bared she ran her delicate fingers all over his muscles. Slipping his shirt off, she then bent and licked and nibbled his nipples, something that always gets me going. She didn't stop there however, as she slowly unbuckled his pants and then helped them down his legs. I could see an obscenely large bulge in his boxer shorts and I watched spellbound as my lovely wife knelt down and quickly pulled the last barrier to his manhood down.
What a sight it was and one I will never forget. My wife dressed only in thigh high nylons, thong panties and heels, kneeling in front of the finest specimen of black American manhood. Slowly, oh so slowly her fingers with red painted nails took hold of his rapidly erecting column of flesh. She slowly jerked his foreskin back and forth and this caused him to moan in delight. As she continued to play with his cock it gradually reached its full magnificent erected state. It had to be ten inches long. Ten inches of solid black muscle.
