Chapter 1
My wife Beth and I have been married for 18 years and this is the second marriage for both of us. We are not young, being 56 and 51 respectively but we are sexually active, having sex two or three times a week. We are not actually married, but we like to pretend that we are. I like to call her my wife, and she likes that too, especially when we fantasise about her having sex with someone else.
There is something particularly erotic about a straying wife. When I think about someone else fucking her it really turns me on. My fantasy doesn't turn her on per se, but she gets turned on by my arousal. I then imagine that she is turned by the thought of straying, which arouses me more which in turn arouses her more and so on. It is what scientists and engineers call a positive feedback loop.
For years I have been urging Beth to have sex with another man, because the idea of that turns me on so much. She gets into the fantasy, but she has no interest in actually doing it. For one thing there is no one she is sexually attracted to, and for another thing she had a drunken one-night-stand 20 years ago which disturbed her to the extent that she sought counselling afterwards.
When we have sex I invariably fantasise about her having sex with someone else and she knows that. She has fantasies of her own but she keeps them to herself and I don't enquire. Being a Scorpio she is secretive, as well as being very sexual.
It is actually not quite true that there is no one she is sexually attracted to. There is this guy, Gabe who she used to work with who she thinks is hot. But he is 15 years younger than her and she thinks she is too old for him. She denies that she is sexually attracted to him, saying they are good friends, but she has let things slip a couple of times which would indicate otherwise. I actually think that he is also is sexually interested in her because he lent her a book called King Lear, which is a humorous parody of the Shakespeare play, and it contains a lot of sex scenes. Gabe was single (divorced) but a year or so ago he found a new girlfriend, who is 15 years younger than him. "Damn!" I thought. "There goes any chance of Beth and Gabe getting it on."
Beth doesn't wear pants at home as she says they are uncomfortable, but she does wear them when so goes out. In my fantasies, if she is not wearing pants when she goes out it indicates that she is intending to have sex, and if she is wearing pants when she comes home it indicates that she has cum in her and she is wearing the pants to keep the cum inside for her and my pleasure.
Beth has lunch with Gabe a couple of times a year. When she and Gabe meet they hug closely, and I get off on thinking about her breasts pushing into his chest. The last two times she has gone to lunch with Gabe I have asked her to go with no pants on under her dress.
She did as I asked and didn't wear pants to lunch with Gabe, and it was a turn-on for both of us. I thought about them hugging and her pant-less cunt being so close to Gabe's cock. I'm not sure what she got off on, but I'm pretty sure she was moist when they hugged.
The second time she went to lunch pant-less, she stopped on the way home, put some KY in her pussy and then put pants on. When she got home she took my hand, pulled her pants aside and pushed my fingers into her slippery slit. We then went to bed and had sex, with us both pretending that she had come home with Gabe's cum in her. The fact that she indulged my fantasy like that indicated that sex with Gabe was a possibility I thought, if not for the new girlfriend.
Chapter 2
One day Beth told me that Gabe's girlfriend had left him for a younger man. She wanted to have children and Gabe already has children to his first wife. I asked Beth how Gabe was and she said he was very upset.
Here was an opportunity, I thought! I said to Beth that she should visit Gabe and comfort him. No doubt he wanted to talk about how he felt and Beth is a good listener.
I said to her, "Go over in the afternoon with a couple of bottles of wine. Have a few drinks and then say to Gabe that you've had to much wine to drive, and can I stay the night?"
Beth said she would like to talk to Gabe, but nothing sexual would happen. I ignored her negativity.
"If you both get drunk then the rest will happen naturally," I said. "But there could be a problem in the morning. He might feel guilty, and you may need to reassure him that it was OK."
She responded, "He might regret fucking someone so old."
I looked at her. The fact that she had said that demonstrated that she was actually considering the possibility. I kissed her and put my hand on her arse. Beth has a great body for her age. She has beautiful shapely legs and lovely firm breasts. "Many a good tune played on an old fiddle," I said.
Beth rang Gabe and arranged to go to his house on Saturday afternoon. When she went shopping she bought two bottles of a nice red. She showed me the wine when she got home and I started to get hard. I looked at her and said, "I'm getting hard." She smiled at me; she always loves it when what she does arouses me. She put her arms around me, we kissed, and then she lightly touched my balls through my jeans. I put my hand up her dress and felt that she was moist. We went to bed and had sex.
Beth is a very talented ball fondler. She loves doing it, and it turns her on. She loves the feel of my balls, and she senses their sexual power. She says that when she has her hand on my balls their is a direct link from my balls to her clit. I love being the recipient of her ball play and I also get very turned on by the thought of her doing it with someone else. From the man's perspective I know how good it feels, and I like the thought of her giving that pleasure to another man. From my perspective of her, I know how much it turns her on, and I love it when she gets aroused.
In my fantasies what turns me on the most is Beth's arousal. It is the fact that she could be sexually aroused by another man that really does it for me. She gets wet, she opens her legs for him, wanting him in her, and she enjoys the sensation of penetration. She loves the feel of him inside her, and she wants him to come in her. Her wanting him to come, and him actually coming are the pinnacles of my fantasies. Then she comes and her cervix sucks his cum up into her womb.
Saturday arrived and Beth got ready to visit Gabe. She has this very sexy little orange sun dress and I had hoped that she might wear it, but she said that would be too forward. So she wore a dress just above the knees which made her look very attractive, and of course when she sat down it would ride up higher. When she was ready to go I said, "You look beautiful." She took my hand and put it on her arse... no pants.
Chapter 3
I walked with her to her car, put my arms around her and hugged her. "Nothing will happen," she said.
I replied, "It doesn't matter whether anything happens or not. If nothing happens we will still get years of pleasure fantasising about what might have happened."
She got in the car. "Send me a text," I said. She nodded.
I tried to keep busy during the afternoon and evening so as to keep my mind from Beth. At about 10 pm I received a text containing one word. "yes"
Oh my God! Oh shit, oh fuck. Oh Jesus, she actually did it! After all these years! I was instantly hard. I started fondling myself trying to imagine what had taken place. I undid my pants and started masturbating.
Then my phone went again. "dont masturbate cu tmw"
I went to bed but couldn't sleep. I was in a state of high arousal. I was fully erect, my balls were aching and my penis was leaking pre-cum. I thought about Beth lying next to Gabe with his cum leaking out of her. We were both leaking, but in very different circumstances.
I thought about all the things Beth had said to me about sex over the years. She likes to lie on her back and spread her legs for her lover. Offering herself up to him turns her on. She likes the feeling of the weight of a man on top of her. She loves the feeling of penetration.
Often when I penetrate her she says, "Fuck that feels good." She says that penis size is not important as the vagina can accommodate any size, but thick feels good. I hoped that Gabe had a thick penis.
