It didn't seem like the perfect plan for a 20th Wedding Anniversary. I am a company troubleshooter and my boss was sending me to Salt Lake City for the week. After a bit of negotiating the company is flying my wife Judith along for free and giving me two weekends plus the Thursday and Friday off during the week.
Any time with Judith is a treat. I don't know the numbers, but nice tits, nice ass, trim waist and great legs for a woman just over 5 feet tall. She's a good looking gal. And, friendly the kind with which both men and women would strike up a conversation.
Myself? Not so special. Most people must wonder what she is doing with me. She says I am funny and kind and that she loves my cock.
So, we end up in Salt Lake City on a Friday night. Not a lot different than North Carolina where we currently live, but Judith is feeling flirty on the trip. She bought a clingy dress that is much shorter than I have ever seen her wear and has been downright bubbly on the trip. Even reached her hand back to me and squeezed my dick as we were boarding the plane in Charlotte.
Judith seemed to be in a distracted state since our two girls are grown and away from home now. Getting to fuck her had gotten to be more and more of a special occasion. That makes the dick squeeze on the plane an event because I haven't had any of that pussy in over a month.
The mood continued on the plane. A young man had the aisle seat and Judith got quite a conversation going with him. Tim was flying in to Salt Lake get married that Sunday. He seemed to be very shy and had grown up in a rural situation. Judith made sure he got lots of good looks at her tits by leaning over on him after getting him to raise the armrest that was between them. She would lean over to talk to me and move her ass towards him. Then Judith acted like she remembered something in the overhead and practically rubbed her pussy in his face. Throw in that fake stumble into his lap and I can not imagine the honeymoon Tim's new bride was in for that weekend.
Whatever the hell is going on, I am loving it. At baggage claim I asked her what she was up to with Tim. She just wanted to tease him to see her effect on him and because he was getting married in two days. Then she tells me she has gotten a wet spot in her panties from teasing him.
We head to the rental booth. The boss got us a nice upgrade on the car. When the rental agent turned away Judith put her fingers to my mouth and said, "Taste."
I asked, "Taste what?"
"Just Taste, you'll like it!"
I grabbed and hugged her and said in her ear, "That's pussy."
"Yes, I told you teasing Tim made my pussy wet."
Wow, I'm thinking about making out on the way to the hotel, but instead she leans against the passenger door, puts her feet up towards me and rubs herself through her panties. Then she pulls them aside and rubs her clit and pussy lips. Yes, the girl is wet from where I sit. I wanted to pull over and bury my face.
But, she says, "Just drive us to the hotel. I want to sit over here and think about Tim. When I acted like I fell into his lap he had a pretty good hardon. I want to think what it would be like if he was the one doing the rubbing on my clit instead of me."
Holy Shit! I haven't had pussy in too long a time and there lays my wife with her fingers on her cunt thinking about some kid she met on the plane.
"You mean that if some 20 year old kid was in the car right now you would let him play with your pussy?"
Judith gave me a smoldering look, "If Tim were in this car right now I would have him in the back seat sucking his cock and getting him ready to fuck me. Then when he was done I'd suck his cock and have him fuck me again."
I was bewildered, and horny as hell from this conversation, "We are out here for our 20th anniversary. I thought we could reconnect, make love, and have a good time. Why do you want to fuck some kid?"
"It's not just some kid with a hard cock. It's our 20th anniversary and we have slowed down, the kids are gone, your job takes you out of town. I just want to fuck. I don't care if it is some young kid, an old man, or whatever. I don't care if it is guy with 5 inches or some guy with a cock a foot long. I want to fuck, I want to be fucked hard, and I want to fuck often. It makes me feel young and I want to be young."
And, she sat there quietly. Judith straightened her panties and put her dress down. And, she seemed angry, and she cried soft sobs as tears rolled down her cheeks.
I found the Hilton, checked us in and parked the car. Still she sat there.
Then she began to speak, "I really love you. But, I want to fuck other men and fuck them a lot. I don't know how long I will want to do this, but I want your approval. I will not fuck someone you don't approve of me fucking. If you want to be there when I fuck them, I want you to be there as often as you can be."
"I am doing this for me. The last time I fucked another man was to get Jennifer a passing grade in Algebra her freshman year. He was pretty good and I loved that he was fucking me. I'd clinch my cunt to hold his sperm inside me. I want to do that again, with other men."
This was hard to take in. Judith says she wants to fuck lots of other men. And, she wants me to watch whenever I can. Whoa, I didn't see that one coming.
"What about me, Judith? What about me? I don't want to fuck other women!"
"Honey, I don't want you fucking other women. I prefer that you not."
That leaves me somewhat taken back from the statement. And then, "Wait, you fucked old man Wasserman to get Jennifer through Algebra? The guy was like seventy and you were in your early thirties." "
"She needed the grade, she failed the second test." And, with a grin on her face Judith stated. "He was 72. His cock was 8" and stayed hard longer than yours ever did. I fucked him all that summer. You know, when your company sent to you to Detroit and then Kansas City?"
Gosh, just when you think you know somebody! "So, you were fucking Wasserman?"
"Yes, before that, when the girls started to school there were some lonely times that I'd screw a salesman, and the guy that delivered the water softener salt was there for a good fuck every two weeks."
"Oh yes, and Matt Davis. I really didn't like Matt Davis, but his wife Joanie was such a loud mouth bossy bitch in the neighborhood I fucked him several times just because I hated her so."
My only comment, "I can't believe it. How did I miss all of this? I never even thought of looking at another woman."
"And, you better not start thinking about them either!"
Talk about your life changing moments.
I broke the silence with, "We are checked in and parked. Let's get the stuff up to our room."
With the luggage out of the car Judith reached up inside the trunk for her makeup bag. Things seemed normal and real again for a few moments. She exaggerated her movements a little bit, causing her skirt to rise and show her pussy lips through the still damp panties.
Looking back at me she wiggled and pulled her panties into her crack so I could see her gash and her ass cheeks were exposed.
I smiled back and looked forward to getting her to the room.
Fate, was in the parking garage. Actually, Fate stepped forward and introduced himself as Tom. Saying he really preferred to be called Thomas.
"Your wife is one hot little number if you don't mind that I date myself by the comment." Looking at Tom I figured it wasn't any over 50, but in good shape and well dressed.
Looking at Judith, he smirked as he continued with, "You have a great body from the way you look in that dress. Your naked ass and twat are perfectly delicious looking as I can attest. With the way you were teasing this gentleman about the only way you could show more would be if you were wearing a g-string."