I have discussed my desire for my wife to be with others (just touched and kissed would be fine) but she is dead set against it (so she says) but it has lead to some great fantasy play (hmm). She’s 30, shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, GREAT body and amazing legs, ass and tits.
So here is my most recent fantasy… She gets me to undress and lay on the bed and play with myself. "Only your nipples" she says. "I want to put on a show."
She then undresses, staying only in her knee high black leather boots, and turns away from me. She stands at the end of the bed in front of the full length mirror.
She starts to dance and swing a little, running her hands over her ass. She then turns to face me and closes her eyes, head back, as she runs her hands down over her breasts to her inner thighs...
She opens her eyes and looks at me... hesitant...
"Am I sexy?" she asks.
"Oh man yes!" I reply as my cock grows and strains for attention.
She turns round to the mirror. I can see her body and face in it's reflection. She pinches her nipples and pushes her breasts together. She is not looking at my reflection but at her own as she caresses herself.
She looks back at me and says "I love you"
"I love you too" I reply as I note that hesitant look again.
She turns back to the mirror.
"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the sexiest of them all"
I laugh a little but soon fall into silence as a voice from behind the robe door on which the mirror hangs, answers.
"You are Nikki. You always were, ever since high school"
I stop my nipple play... a little confused.
Nikki doesn't look round to see my reaction. I see her shaking a little. Perhaps too afraid of my reaction despite my hints at my fantasies over the last few years.
The door swings open and out steps Justin, Nikki's high school boy friend of 2 years. A bloke I know she was in love with.
I am frozen to the bed. Confused as hell. Wanting to say something but gob smacked and intrigued at the same time.
Justin steps forward and embraces my naked wife.
He burries his face in her shoulder, as she buries hers against his chest. The embrace is intense. It is the hugging of two really close friends, long time parted. The hug of close family members at a tearful reunion. It is the hug of my wife and her high school sweet heart.
"I've missed you so much" I hear him say into her skin.
"Me too" comes her nervous uncommitted reply.
I stay silent, watching, invisible to the moment.
Then I see his hands have slid slowly down her back, over her bare ass were they then rest again. Her head tilts slightly back as does his and their eyes lock. He leans forward and her neck automatically cranes to reach him, still programmed after all these years. After 9 years of marriage she has not forgotten him at all.
Their lips meet and they kiss awkwardly. After drawing back they meet again. This time as if back at school. This time as if they never broke up. This time her eyes close as she gives in to the moment she has longed for all these years. He has become a man and she has become a woman, but now they are teenagers again, full of love, full of lust.
They turn slightly and I see her tongue dart out and tease his lips. They both let out a wanton moan and their mouths lock fast, grinding, eating each other. I see her throat movement and know that her tongue is deep within him. I see her swallowing as they exchange saliva, drinking each other with earnest.
The kiss breaks off.
Nikki turns round and faces me not attempting to escape Justin’s strong arms as they keep their clasp, now in front of her has she stands with her back to him.
