This is the follow up on a story called "My God You Look So Good!" You should read it up in order to achieve some continuity. The story is 90% true, my husband and I kind of co-author these submissions. You can gain more insight about us by thumbing though our other stories. Again if you are offended by explicit descriptions about sharing your wife, go no further
One evening, a week or so after Ann's tryst, we lie in bed enjoying a moment of post coital bliss. Ann is lying face down, her hips still elevated by a pair of pillows, legs splayed and arms on each side of her face, we continue talking and Ann says to me,
"You really get turned on when I tell you about my visit don't you!"
"Yes I do! I answered as I gently rubbed her neck, "I try to visualize what went on and that drives me wild,"
I kneaded her neck and shoulders, worked on her back and added,
"you must confess, talking about it never fails to put you in a good mood."
"Hum, would you like to witness it in person? would that turn you on?" she says as she squirms against the pillow and gives my cock a squeeze.
"Ops, you just answered my question, you are getting hard again."
"Yes, I can only dream of being a fly on the wall." Watching her push her pelvis into the pillow,
"Witnessing you make love would be incredible. Do you think there is a chance of that actually happening?"
"No silly man, I would love to give you a show but Robert would certainly not buy it. He doesn't know that you were an accomplice to this affair. This will have to remain as our private little secret."
I sat on her legs and began to knead her buttocks, pushing her cheeks up and out and gazing what I thinks is the most beautiful pussy in the world.
Ann is petite as you might have gathered from our previous stories, but she confirms the "big woman, big cunt. small woman, all cunt" adage.
Her butt cheeks are round and firm, quite a bubble but for a fair haired person, and nested just below are a pair of puffy outer lips, covered with a rich light down. Now after sex, her inner lips lie curled against each other, but I cant keep my cock from throbbing as I recall how they grow, swell and spread out, eager and hungry, when she is aroused.
"Enough for tonight, I have to get up early" she cries out as she nudges me away. "You can get some tomorrow before we leave for work"
Days went by and curiosity kept gnawing on me. What a turn on it would be to be able to watch her repeat encounter. I brought the subject up again and was summarily rebuked. My hopes were rapidly dwindling. Persistence however is one of my fortes, I came up with an alternate plan and if I could just pick a good moment and find her in the right mood I would present it to her and hope for the best
Ann had continued to talk with Robert, almost on a daily basis. I knew they were both eager for an encore and when she brought up the subject I pounced.
"I would love for you to go!" Was my answer. " I enjoy your experiences immensely. I think I almost enjoy these visits as much as you do?"
"I love you so much, I love that we are so honest and up front with each other. Are you sure you don't mind staying at home alone Saturday night?"
I then dropped my bomb!
"Please, if I can't watch, do you think I can listen in? and outlined my plans,
She turned her head as if thinking about it and slowly a mischievous grin painted her face. She turned towards me and said,
"That is kinky but it sounds like fun and might be doable".
We called the hotel near Galleria and asked if they had connecting rooms, and were told that the third floor had several such rooms available. With the hotel arrangements under control, we continued with our conspiracy.
He called almost nightly and I urged her to tease and torture him and she really did her best.
I could tell by the drift of the conversation that he was desperate to meet, and by Friday was announcing he could hardly wait any longer. They agreed to meet Saturday, and I put the rest of my scheme in motion. While I booked adjoining rooms, Ann made dinner reservations and arranged for Robert to pick her up at six for dinner. I thought that as in their first date, they might forego the restaurant and she would become the main course. We left early so we could prepare the scene, found two very nice rooms with a connecting double door that could be locked from either side. A king bed in each room, a large tub, many pillows and a full size mirror above the dresser.
I then helped her prepare, She showered, then soaked in a warm tub with bath oil, I then dried her, took her by the hand and lied her on the bed in full view of the mirror.