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.