My wife, Linda and I had been married for almost 30 years, and together for another 7 before that. I know she doesn't think so, but she is hot, really hot. She has a 38DD chest, 126 pounds, thin waist, beautiful ass. I also watch other men watch her, so I know how they think of her.
This year she decided to have her breasts reduced; she always wanted that and now she wanted to make that a reality. It was a process, not easy for her, but it worked and she was happy. For me, it made her hotter. It also broke loose some things I didn't really expect. More on that later.
I've always had a fantasy about sharing her with another man. Its not an uncommon fantasy, and I have it. And I know she has it, too. It started with me pretending I was another man during sex. My wife's pussy got soaking wet as soon as I started telling her about this. It was like a switch turned on inside her. And when I entered her, she started moaning and cried out as I came inside her.
We like to go to the beach during the summer. Maine summers are short, but really sweet. One day at the end of a beach day she headed to the car and I stopped to go to the bathroom. When I was done I walked along the sand road to the car and I saw her talking to a young guy in his 30s. He had a wet suit hanging off of his waist, naked from there up. He was dark skinned with plenty of tattoos and buff. He was obviously interested in my wife and her bikini. You could feel the MILF energy pouring off of him. My wife was involuntarily flirting with him, laughing, touching herself self-consciously. I stood and watched, and felt my cock getting hard watching him flirt with her, 20+ years her junior. He was captivated and she was getting a little piece of pleasure.
That night in bed I told her what I saw and she got a little defensive. That's when I told her that it was ok, I thought it was hot, and that he wanted her pretty badly. She put up a weak denial, but I could see that she saw that too, and it turned her on. He had told her that he owned a local surf shop and as I stroked her pussy and stomach I told her she should go see him one day, go try on some wetsuits at his shop, see if he liked what he saw. Again she said, no, no, no, but when I touched her between her legs she was wetter than ever, and started moving her hips faster and faster. We fucked hard and it was wild and exciting, like having sex for the first time again.
So, now and then, I told her another story, not too much, but whenever I did, she had the same reaction; hotter, wetter, hornier. I told her one of my fantasies where she finds a guy, and goes to his apartment to hang out, hook up. My one condition; that she bring her phone, and call me up and leave it on speaker phone so I can listen to her being seduced and then having sex. I can imagine her on her knees sucking on his cock, and then letting him take her from behind. Her talking about how good it feels, me listening to her moans and his voice. When she comes home, she tells me about it and we fuck together, my hardness inside her wetness. His cum still warm in her pussy.
This has gone on for some years, and then something happened that was better than the fantasies, which aren't too bad either. After her breast reduction I booked a 5- day trip to Jamaica where she could feel sexy and good about herself. I told her that we should consider it a new chapter, one where she could just abandon herself and we would be solid, but we would bring some new fun into our lives. She looked skeptical and said, I wouldn't want to have something like this ruin us. I said, it won't, it will just make us better.
We arrived at the resort and hung out by the pool. We scored some good weed, and smoked and made love the first day. The next day at the beach we ran into a young guy, dark, good looking, in his 30s. He was really nice and friendly, obviously liked the way my wife looked, and was cool to talk with. He was staying at our resort on his own, just hanging out for a few days from his stressful job. That night before dinner I asked my wife if she was turned on by him. She said no. That wasn't true, I said. I pushed her down on the bed and started to tell her I had caught her looking at his bathing suit, which was a bit tight. She laughed. I asked her if we should invite him to have dinner with us, see how it goes. She laughed nervously. I touched her pussy, it was soaking. After a bit of of this, I went downstairs to the gym for a quick workout and ran into the same guy in the locker room. He was just getting out of the shower. He was strong, lean and muscular. His cock was long, but also thick, with a big head. I'm pretty big, but he was bigger and thicker.
He and I chatted and I asked him if he had dinner plans. He said no, and I jokingly said, I think my wife fancies you. He laughed and said, you have one smoking hot wife. I smiled and said, let's have dinner and have some fun tonight.
When I told my wife what I did up in the room she got flustered and unsure. I got down on my knees and kissed her pubic hair and licked her pussy. I said, put on that sexy underwear and bra, and let's just let go. She reluctantly put it on, reminding me it was for "your eyes only", and we went down for dinner.
He was great, funny, attentive, good with both of us, smart. I could see my wife's eyes sparkle a bit and I thought I saw his hand reach out and go for her thigh, which was uncovered. She got quiet and then started talking really fast. I then suggested we have a night-cap up on our balcony, maybe smoke some pot. We made our way up there and that's when it started.
