We fondled around a bit until my "friend" freaked out and headed for the other bedroom. I followed her to see if I could calm her down—and that approach was to give her a good screwing. When I returned to the master bedroom, my wife was still awake and interested in a "blow-by-blow" detail of my activities. The more I told her, the hotter she got and pretty soon I was down between her legs taking care of her "needs".
If anything my wife was more than a little envious that I was getting a little on the side and she wasn't. I agreed to be completely open with her and let her in on anything and everything I did. In return, my wife promised to be completely open with me. I agreed that if and when she got the chance to get a little, she was free to enjoy it. The idea turned her on and she promised to fill me in on all the dirty details.
The more I thought about it, the idea of my wife making out with someone else was very exciting to me. We both agreed that we both needed to be as discreet as possible. We certainly didn't want the kids—who were now approaching middle school age—to find out that we were messing around with other people. We also agreed that we needed to practice safe sex all the time.
After that, when we were in bed making out, I'd tease her with stories about getting picked up by some guy, winding up in his hotel room, and spending the night screwing and getting screwed. I'd slowly slip my cock in and out and tell her how wild she would get if this were someone else slowly screwing the shit out of her.
Frequently I'd make up a story of her giving some guy a blowjob and then having her tell me how it felt when he started pumping his hot come into her mouth. She'd get hotter and hotter until she'd have a wild, throbbing orgasm. Even though we agreed that it would be wild if she did get some, we certainly didn't know anyone we felt comfortable about doing it with.
She tried rather seriously to hook up with a couple of the docs at the hospital where she worked. She was fascinated by an exchange medic from France. She thought he might be very liberal sexually, give her a good screw, and show her some moves that she had never experienced before. He passed that opportunity which frustrated her and made her want to get some even more.
Another was a black physician. We talked about him and how wild it would be for her to get a nice black cock in her nice pink pussy. The idea of that would get her popping wildly in no time. We had him out to the house for dinner and drinks. He seemed to be an awfully nice guy and, when it came time to take him back to the hospital where he was staying, I took my wife aside and asked her if she'd like to drive him home. "You might find a secluded little place and let him seduce you. HA!"
She was all for that. While they were gone, I took a shower and lay around in the bed with a hard on expecting for her to return with a very explicit story to tell me about playing with his sweet cigarillo. That was a bust. She told me he was afraid he'd lose his position if anyone found out he was boffing a nurse. Even her promise of anonymity didn't budge him and she struck out a second time.
TYING THE SCORE
My wife was scheduled to go on a convention trip to—of all things—the National League of Women Voters. The night before she was to leave, we were lying in bed playing with each other. I joked that it would be a great opportunity to get a little "strange". As I played with her pussy, she got hotter and hotter thinking about making out with someone else until she popped off on my fingers. The entire week she was gone, I'd think about her making out with some guy. I'd get excited and play with my cock while I thought about her getting it. It usually didn't take long before I was popping off like crazy.
Just before she was to come home, I called her to check her return airline flight. I also asked if she had anything exciting to tell me. She said she did, but she couldn't or wouldn't elaborate on the phone. Instead she told me to wait until we were home and in bed together and she'd tell me all about it. I was horny as hell waiting for her to get home and that night I lay there in bed playing with my hard on and imagining all kinds of things she might have done. It was all I could do to keep from jacking off, but I wanted to save a big load for her.
When I picked her up at the airport and we were alone in the car I asked her what she'd been up to. She said she wouldn't tell me until we were at home in bed together where we could really enjoy her story. However, she did say that she had a story to tell me and she was sure that I would find it exciting. I drove all the way home with a hard on.
As soon as we got home, we headed for the bedroom, got undressed, and got in bed. As I fondled her, I asked her what she'd been up to. She told me that one evening several of the ladies got together in the hotel lounge for drinks. A group of men—obviously acquainted with each other—were sitting around drinking, too. The two groups sort of merged, and soon the guys and gals were chatting it up. A couple of rounds of drinks and the conversation became more and more suggestive.
They reached the point where one of the guys proposed they have a "key" party; the guys would toss their room keys on the table; each of the ladies would draw a key; and, the woman would spend the night with the guy whose key she had drawn. One of the guys even suggested that if any of the ladies wanted a really good time, she could pick up two room keys and have a threesome. Aided and abetted by the drinks she'd had, my wife immediately saw this as a chance to make out and then tell me all about getting some "strange". She was ready to grab a key and head up to somebody's room—anybody's room--for a friendly little fuck-fest. She started sizing up the guys trying to determine who might be the best fuck and who might have the nicest "equipment". The rest of the women were less than enthusiastic about the idea and shortly the party started to break up.
Disappointed at this turn of events, my wife remembered the room number of the guy who was making the boldest suggestions. She thought about going up to his room and seeing if he really wanted to play games. The more she thought about it, the hornier she got. After everyone had drifted off to his or her respective room, she brazenly went to his room and knocked on his door. He answered the door wearing nothing but his shorts and he was, of course, more than pleasantly surprised that she had showed up. Rather quickly, they were on the bed smooching and groping each other up. My wife slipped her hand in his shorts and discovered a nice-sized hard on just yearning for some TLC.
She excused herself to use the bathroom to "freshen up". In the bathroom, she stripped off all her clothes. No point in wasting time, she decided. When she walked back into the room bare-ass naked, the guy must have almost dropped his load right there! She pulled his shorts off and went down on him and aggressively worked on his cock. She went after him with a primal passion sucking and licking and doing all the little tongue tricks that she knew. She took him deep in her throat and tugged on his cock. She'd lick all over his balls and up and down his shaft. She'd nibble the head of his cock until she had him popping and popping and popping. My wife isn't a "swallower", so she let his come slowly dribble down his shaft and cover his balls.
While he recovered, she excused herself again, went into the bathroom, cleaned up, dressed, and returned to the room. She thanked him for his hospitality and let herself out. He must have been totally blown out—no pun intended--by his unexpected encounter.
When my wife got back to her room, she was on a sexual high herself, eager to be able to tell me about her cock sucking experience. She even thought of calling me up right then and telling me all about it. However, she was sharing her room with another woman who was already fast asleep. Knowing she was too aroused to go to sleep and knowing that she couldn't go to bed and play with herself, she went into the bathroom and got in the shower. There, with the shower running over her, she pinched her tits and played with her hot pussy until she had a series of thunderous orgasms. Finally sated, she dried off, put on her pajamas, and quickly fell asleep.
All the time she was telling me about her adventure, she was fondling my cock and balls and I was about ready to blow my load. I asked her to tell me what his cock felt like in her mouth and how it felt when he started coming. Sucking cock was one of my favorite activities. She told me all about it in detail as she jerked me off. I blew my load all over her belly and hairy mound.
There were other times when we were fooling around with each other that we'd talk about her little "room service" escapade. She got a big kick talking about how sexy she had been. While she stroked my hard on, I asked, "What if there had been two guys sharing a room? How would you have liked to strip naked in front of both of them and show them your hot little pussy? How would you have liked to spend the night in bed with the two of them, screwing and sucking and fucking and getting fucked.
"Jeez!" she exclaimed. "I would have been busy all night long with two guys!" The idea would set her off in a sexual frenzy, a frenzy I enjoyed and manipulated again and again. Having crossed the threshold, she was eager to explore other sexual opportunities either on her own or with me.
We discussed all kinds of alternatives and shared fantasies that never failed to get both of us going and popping off. We'd be lying in bed at night fondling each other and talking about making out and one of the things we'd rehash was her friendly little blowjob at the convention. She'd go down on me and, in between slurps, I'd have her recount the details of her dalliance. When she pulled his shorts off, he had been so surprised that he had not yet gotten a hard on. She played with his cock and stroked it until he was hard and eager. And she'd give my hard on a few more strokes. She'd tell me how wild it was when he popped his nuts and how horny she had been when she went back to the room and fingered herself off in the shower.
I would ask her whether or not she'd like to get some more "strange" and the fantasy would really get her going. At that time, I had no idea where this might lead us. She truly enjoyed being recognized for how sexy and open she had become. While I diddled her, I'd tell her how wild it would be for me to watch her suck some guy off, to watch his hard dick slip in and out of her lips, and to watch him shoot off in her mouth. This always got her hot and frantic. It got me hot and frantic, too, and I'd usually shoot off on her belly and mound.
