Lunch Time Surprise

It's funny how life works sometimes. By 10:30 on that Tuesday morning, I was wishing that I had just stayed in bed and pulled the covers up over my head. A couple of hours later and my life had changed forever.

It had started even before I had left the house, heck it started even before that. Our power went out sometime overnight and my alarm clock needed to be reset so I got up almost 45 minutes late. I had to yell at the kids to get off the couch and do their chores. After a bunch of moaning and bitching they finally got moving and they didn't even get them finished before I made them stop so that I could get them to school on time. They spent the entire car ride fighting about whose fault it was that they were running late. By the time I dropped the last one off at school, I had a splitting headache.

When I finally arrived at work, I turned around to grab my lunch from the back seat of the car but it was nowhere to be found. I had left it at home sitting on the counter. I mumbled under my breath that the day couldn't get any worse as I went into the office. I was wrong.

I had just turned on my computer when I had one of my employees standing at my desk complaining about another one and how this other person was always ruining her projects. I listened for a few minutes, got her calmed down, and then promised that I would talk to the other employee later that day. By this time my email had finally come up and I looked at my computer screen. The first three emails were meeting invitations, two for this morning and one for the afternoon. Apparently, there was some kind of company emergency last night that was related to the power outage, and we would have to spend the whole day reviewing it.

By the time that my morning meetings were over it was time for lunch and when I got back to my desk, I remembered that my lunch was still sitting on the counter at home. I reached back to grab my wallet and felt my empty pocket. I guess I didn't bring that today either, so I wasn't going to be able to go out and grab lunch.

So, I got back into my car and headed for home. Fortunately, it was only a ten-minute drive. I pulled my cell out of my pocket. I figured that if I was heading home, I might as well have a nice lunch with my wife instead of the leftovers that I had packed. When I clicked ont eh phone to wake it up, my screen was blank with the battery dead. Apparently, it didn't get to charge overnight either with the power outage. I just laughed to myself and went home, at that point that was all that was left for me to do.

I arrived home and parked in the driveway. When I walked by the garage door I looked in and saw my wife's Blazer parked there. "Great. At least I will get to see her" I thought to myself as I unlocked the front door. Our dog ambled around the corner, saw it was me and turned back around and jumped onto the couch.

"And a damn fine watchdog you make," I said as I walked through the hallway.

I was instantly surprised by how quiet the house was. Normally my wife Stevie had the radio blaring as she was doing her housework, but today there was nothing. I walked into the kitchen and looked around but there was no sign of her. I looked out the back window to see if she was doing some yard work but once again I didn't see her anywhere.

I walked back through our house and down the hallway towards our bedroom. As I approached the door I could hear a buzzing sound. I stopped to try and figure out where it was coming from. As I stood there listening it appeared to be coming from our room. The buzzing sound now changed in pitch and intensity and a smile crept onto my face as my day suddenly got better.

I realized that I had come home as Stevie was playing with one of her vibrators. I knew that she used them, as she has a drawer full of them and buys one or two new ones every year at one of her adult parties, but she is kind of shy with them around me. Even though I have asked her on multiple occasions, she won't let me watch as she uses them.

Recently though, she has gotten into the habit of texting me something while I am working and casually mentioning that she had spent some time playing with her Golden Nugget, which is her favorite vibrator by far. So maybe there is a chance in the near future that she will let me watch her play with herself.

Coming back to the present, I realized this was a good opportunity to sneak a peek at her. I slowly turned the doorknob and pushed the door open just a fraction of an inch. Peeking through the crack I could see Stevie on our bed on top of the covers. She was stark naked and had obviously been playing with her toy for a while now.

She was lying on her back with her legs spread wide and her eyes closed. Her left hand was holding her nugget against her clitoris and her right hand was pulling on the nipple of her right breast. She was squirming as she neared an orgasm.

I reached down to my pants and started rubbing my now rock-hard cock through my jeans. This was a new side to my wife that I hadn't seen in a long time. She was normally reserved in bed and tried to keep quiet so that we didn't disturb the kids. But now she was thrashing around and moaning out loud as she twisted her nipples and rubbed the nugget against her clit.

By this time, I had undid my pants and I was stroking my penis as I watched my wife. She continued to squirm and moan. Finally, her body started to stiffen as she came dangerously close to her climax. She started to shake as she finally reached her peak and then she cried out, "Oh God Derek that's it! Give it to me hard!" I was in shock and a little bit surprised by that statement since my name is Tom.

The only Derek that I know is a friend of hers whom she had met through some school functions. I know who he is but have not really talked to him all that much. Stevie and him though have hit it off pretty well and will text each other quite often. Recently they have also started going out to lunch together every once in a while. She has never tried to hide their friendship from me, even going so far as making sure it was ok with me when they went out to lunch.

I am not the jealous type, and Stevie had always had a lot of male friends so her friendship with him didn't bother me. I figured that they probably flirted with each other since Stevie is a big flirt, but once again that is not out of the normal for her, so it didn't bother me.

In my shock of hearing her call out his name though I must have banged against the door as Stevie looked up in fright. When she saw it was me, she felt a little relieved but then she immediately started to turn red as she pulled the sheets up to cover her body. "Tom, what are you doing here?"

I gave her an abbreviated rundown of my day leading up to me standing here watching her. I walked into the room and sat down on the bed next to her. She looked at me. "How long have you been standing there?"

"It was only a few minutes, but it was enough to get me excited."

She smiled, looked at me with my hard cock in my hand. "Well, obviously." Then she looked down at the sheets. "Umm..what all did you hear?"

Now it was my turn to smile. "I heard you call out Derek's name."

She was still looking down at the sheets. "Sorry about that."

I rubbed my hand along her naked back. "Hey, there is nothing to be sorry about. I realize that we have been together for almost 20 years now and even though you love me, you are going to fantasize about other guys. There is nothing to worry about."

Now she looked up at me with a faint glimmer of hope in her eyes. "So, you aren't mad?"

"Nope. But you do have to do something for me now."

"OK. What is it?"

I smiled as I looked at her. "You need to tell me what your fantasies are, and you can't tell me that you don't have any now!" For a while now I had been trying to get her to tell me what she fantasizes about when she is playing with her toys, but she always blows me off by saying that she didn't have any. I always figured that she had to have certain things that she fantasized about, but she was too afraid to share them with me. But now she didn't have a choice.

She started telling me about the fantasies that she was having recently. They weren't anything exotic or bizarre. They were just her having a sexual encounter with Derek. There were different versions of their encounters, but they were just normal sexual encounters and they all ended with him taking her on our bed.

As she was telling me her fantasies I started to get hard again. I reached down, pulled my dick back out of my pants and started stroking myself. When she finished telling me the fantasy that she was thinking about while I was watching her, she reached out with her hand and pulled mine off my penis. She then bent over and took me into her mouth.

Now Stevie gives great head on a bad day and when she is really into it, she is downright mind-blowing. Between her excitement and mine from seeing her playing with herself and the stories that she shared with me, it only took a couple of minutes before I was blowing my load. She kept sucking on my cock as I exploded into her mouth, and she swallowed it all down without wasting a drop.

I laid back on the bed and she laid down and put her head on my chest. We lay there in peaceful bliss as I recovered. I was playing with her hair when I asked her if she had ever done anything with Derek. I wasn't sure how I wanted her to answer. I might be jealous if she did sleep with him but on the other hand, thinking about her doing it had gotten me excited more than I had been in a long time.

She told me that they hadn't. They just liked to go out and talk about stuff, all kinds of stuff, and when I asked, she did verify that they would talk about sex sometimes. Derek did like to flirt with her a little, but like I said before, that was pretty common for Stevie, a lot of guys flirted with her, so she didn't think anything different with Derek doing it. She finished by saying how although they would flirt some it wasn't as serious as with some other people and with a laugh, she said that Derek hadn't even propositioned her.

I was a little surprised by this last statement so I asked her if she had been propositioned by any other men. She laughed her sweet little laugh before she told me about three instances where it happened. And with all three of them, although she was tempted, nothing ever happened.

Finally, I looked at her. "What would you do if Derek did proposition you?"

She continued to rub her hand across my chest. "Well, if we're being honest, it would be a lot harder to turn him down."

This was a little bit of a shock to me and although I was caught offguard by her response, I had to admit that I was also very turned on by the thought of her messing around with him. "Do you want to sleep with Derek?"

For a moment she just lay there thinking, rubbing her hands along my chest. "I don't know, maybe. It's not like I have any feelings for him, but you are the only man I have been with in almost 20 years now."

"And you just want to try something different?" I finished for her.

She looked up at me. "Yes."

We sat there in silence for a few minutes staring into each other's eyes. Finally, I broke the silence. "If you want to sleep with him, or anyone else for that matter, I am ok with that."

"What?" She sat up now, with a look of surprise on her face.

I looked at her again. "Look we have been together for a long time now and I realize how much you love me. I also realize that sex is fun and feels good. If you want to sleep with anyone you are allowed, with one condition."

She looked up at me expectantly. "And what is that?"

"You have to give me all the details when you are done."

She was ok with that but asked me why I would want to let her do this. "Is this so you can go and sleep with some other woman?"

"No, I have no desire to be with any other woman. Look, you said it yourself, we have been together for almost twenty years and while the sex is great, there has been very little variety for quite some time now. You have had the opportunity to be with other men on several occasions now, and even though you never did anything, you have been tempted. I don't want you to feel that if another opportunity comes up that you have to turn him down for fear of hurting me. I trust you, I love you and I know that you are not married to me for my great sexual skills. You won't fall in love with someone and leave me just because you had good sex with him."

"And you won't get mad at me if I do sleep with someone?"

I smiled at her. "No. To be completely honest, the thought of you with another man turns me on. It is one of my common fantasies when I am jerking off, although I never thought that it would ever happen. I like the fact that you are comfortable with yourself and your sexuality that you would even consider it. And besides, maybe if you do take a new lover, he will be able to teach us some new tricks that we can use."

She looked at me again, with a little more serious look on her face. "And you're sure that you aren't just saying this so that you can sleep with other women?"

I laughed at her query. "No, that is not it. I just enjoy seeing you sexually satisfied, so if Derek, or some other guy wants to have sex with you, I am all for it if you want to."

Now the look on her face showed that she didn't believe me. "Really? You've never wanted to sleep with anyone else?"

Holding up my hand to promise I'm telling the truth. "Nope. Sure, there have been times that I would look at someone and wonder what she was like in bed, but I was never tempted enough to try anything. And honestly, I don't want to. I just like thinking about you enjoying yourself, and with the way that you were just enjoying yourself a little bit ago, it seems like you would enjoy yourself with Derek."

I would have been happy lying there with her all day, but her cell phone on the nightstand beeped with a notification that she had a new text message. When we looked at it, I glanced at the clock and saw that I was due at my next meeting in 15 minutes. I jumped up and got dressed really quickly and grabbed my phone and charger. As I walked towards the door, Stevie looked up at me. "Are you absolutely sure that you are ok with this?"

I smiled at her as I leaned in for a passionate kiss. Our tongues played with each other inside of our mouths. "Yes, but don't forget, you need to give me all of the details."

She smiled at me. "You bet! Oh, and Tom, that was Derek who had texted me."

I then had to run to my car and hurry back to work, but suddenly the day was a lot better.

Over the next few days Stevie and I spent a lot of time flirting with each other and playfully joking about our arrangement. We sent a lot of suggestive texts to each other. And we had a lot of really good sex. We were both excited about the possibility of what may happen and it had increased our desire for each other.

About a week after I had come home to find my wife playing with herself, I was at work trying to stay awake during another dull meeting. I was alone in my office on a conference call with my boss and some other members of management at one of our other locations when my cell phone started to vibrate in my pocket.

I pulled it out and glanced at the screen to see that it was a text message from Stevie. I clicked on my phone so I could read the message. It started out quite normally. She was telling me about her day and asking about mine. She talked about washing clothes, running the sweeper, and playing with herself again. I did a double-take on the last part and the way she threw it in there so casually.

We sent some more messages back and forth, each of them more provocative than the last. Soon she started mentioning that she was also texting Derek. When I asked her how that was going, she said it was going good, he was also flirting with her and in fact, he was being much more forward than I was.

By this time, I was sitting in my chair with an erection that was pushing against my pants and straining to get out. My phone vibrated again as I was receiving another message. This time when I looked at my screen it said that I had received a picture from Stevie. My heart was racing as I opened it up. It was a picture of my wife staring provocatively into the camera, and she was naked. Although she wasn't showing anything, it was plain to see that was turned on and ready for some action. The kicker though was that the message just below the photo said that she had sent this picture to Derek earlier.

My response back to her was brief but to the point. "That is so hot! You should go ahead and try and seduce him." Her response was even more direct. "Great! I'm glad you still feel that way. I already invited him over. He will be here in about 5 minutes." I was shocked. I sat and stared at my phone for a whole minute before it went off again. The message simply said, "I will let you know when we are done. Have a great day!"

The next three hours were the longest of my life. I tried to concentrate on work but couldn't do it. Every five minutes or so my mind would drift back to my beautiful wife and wondering what she was doing at that time. Was she sucking on his cock like a ravenous slut? Was he licking her luscious breasts? Were they making love in my house right now?

Finally, my phone went off again with another message from Stevie. "He is gone now. I had a great time. I will give you the details later but now I need to get cleaned up before the kids get home." That was it, nothing else. I tried to call her, but she must have shut her phone off, it went straight to voicemail. I tried calling back ten more times and every time it went straight to her voicemail. I knew that I would be stuck with this hard-on for the next two hours until I could finally go home.

Those two hours drug on, I never thought a clock could move that slowly. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I had to find out what happened. I shut down my computer, locked up my office, and told everyone that something came up and that I would have to leave a little early today. I rushed home and broke nearly every speed limit along the way.

Once I arrived at home, I practically ran into the house. The kids were working on their various activities. Two were busy doing homework while the third was playing on the computer. Stevie was standing in the kitchen drinking a glass of wine. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist grabbing hold of her breasts. She turned around with the biggest smile on her face that I had ever seen. She leaned in and kissed me with such passion that I nearly came in my pants right then.

We broke away from our kiss and she looked up at me. "So how was your day honey," she asked.

"It seemed to take forever, but that doesn't matter. What happened?"

She smiled sweetly at me and then leaned in for another kiss. When we broke off our kiss, she looked up at me. "That will have to wait until the kids are in bed. They are getting older now and do understand what we are talking about." Then with another wicked smile, she turned back around and finished making dinner.

That evening was the longest night of my life. Every time I would ask her for some little detail, she would blow me off saying that I would have to wait. She was definitely enjoying what her secret was doing to me. The only thing that didn't change about her was the enormous smile that she had on her face all night long.

Finally, it was time to get the kids into bed. Right after we tucked the last child in, Stevie headed straight to our bedroom. I followed her like a little lost puppy dog. I closed the door behind us and sat down on the bed next to her. "OK, out with it. What happened?"

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OK. OK. I'll tell you. I told him that when he got here, he could just walk in cause the front door would be open. So, when he got here, he walked into the living room where I was sitting on the couch in just my white silky robe. He came to an abrupt stop when he saw me, and he just stood there.