My wife Kelly and I have a decent sex life, but it has never been very exciting. Even though she is a workout freak with a fantastic body, she is extremely conservative with her dress and her behavior, especially around strangers. She has never understood some of my sexual urges and fantasies and rarely shares any of her own with me. This has been a source of frustration for me over the years. However, last month, on our 15th anniversary, things took a turn for the better. After years of sharing my fantasies with her (in bed she seems to enjoy hearing me talk dirty, but she won't do it herself), I tried once again to convince her to dress in sexy clothes and go out in public to see what kind of reaction she could get out of another man. I've told her repeatedly how this appeals to me, but she's never even given it serious consideration.
On this night, however, she was in a great mood and was having fun with me, teasing me about the fantasy and saying I would never let her go through with it even if she were to agree. I begged to differ. So after we laughed and talked about it some more, my wife called my bluff and agreed to play out my fantasy by going out and teasing a strange man. She assured me that nothing would happen, but if it would make me happy, she was willing to play the game and tease him a bit. I was shocked and excited to hear this, but I didn't believe she'd really go through with it. I tried to get her to commit to a time, but she wouldn't. She simply said that it would be soon. It turns out that 'soon' meant several weeks later, after numerous reminders from me.
A few weeks after our anniversary, we decided to go out for the evening. The kids were spending the weekend with their grandparents. This was going to be the big night! As I was pretty excited to get the evening started, I had showered and dressed quickly. My wife, however, was taking her sweet time, even longer than usual. She left the bathroom door open a bit and I could see that she was shaving her legs and putting on makeup – both very good signs that she was taking this night seriously. I wasn't able to see what she was putting on until she came out of the bathroom. She was wearing a very short black dress that actually showed off her cleavage (cleavage??? there's a first time for everything, I guess), along with matching high heels. The dress must have been new because I had never seen it before. This in itself was exciting because I almost NEVER saw her wear anything sexy, especially outside the bedroom. She is 5'4" and is in amazing shape. Her backside is tight and she has size 34B breasts. The dress hugged her body and accentuated her breasts, butt and legs. Any man who didn't find her sexy in this outfit was either blind or crazy! I couldn't take my eyes off of her! Finally she was ready, and when she came out to the living room I was really turned on and I wrapped her in my arms and kissed her. She immediately pulled away, though, and said that tonight she had to save herself for her "new man." She was kidding, of course, but something inside of me began to wonder...and I noticed she had taken off her wedding ring. Hmmm...
We left the house and chose a bar that was in a town about 30 minutes away. The drive gave me an opportunity to gawk at her toned legs as her very short dress provided me with a nice view while she sat in the front passenger seat. I would have been happy to simply stay home and help her out of that dress! However, we continued on our way. When we arrived, we found a table where we could see everyone who came through the door.
As we sat in the bar, we did a lot of people-watching and I enjoyed the light-hearted comments we made about every guy we saw. Some were too old, some too young, some too heavy and some too thin. There were clean guys and those who hadn't seen a shower in quite some time. We laughed and flirted with each other in a way that brought back memories from when we were still dating. It was great to just sit back, have a few drinks and enjoy one another's company while seeking a suitable player for our game.
After about an hour or so, there was a small group of guys who entered the bar. There were four of them and each appeared to be in his late twenties or early thirties. Kelly took a look and noticeably did NOT find any faults with one particular gentleman in the group. He was good-looking and confident, but not in an arrogant manner. He seemed at ease and was clearly enjoying the company of his friends. She suggested that perhaps this would be a good victim for our sinister scheme!
As we wanted it to appear that Kelly was alone, I got up and moved to a corner of the bar so that she could get started with her plans. I ordered another beer and got comfortable, waiting to see what would take place this evening. My wife was now on the prowl!
She spent a few minutes eyeing the group of young men and when the "target" left the others and went to the bar for another beer, she made her move. She wandered up to the bar and stood next to him and, when they made eye contact, she smiled and said hello. The two quickly struck up a conversation and he invited Kelly to join his group.
Kelly had no trouble interacting with the young men and she seemed to be enjoying herself, which was a bit surprising given her initial reluctance to participate in this adventure at all. Clearly, the four gentlemen felt the same way as all of them paid her plenty of attention.
After finishing my beer, I felt that things were going well and I had no doubt that the evening would proceed as far as Kelly wanted it to go. As we had previously arranged if the situation called for it, I decided to catch a taxi and let fate runs its course.
About 4 hours later, our car pulled into the driveway. I pretended to be asleep when Kelly entered the bedroom. After spending a few minutes in the bathroom, she slid under the covers and put her arms around me. I immediately noticed that she was naked, which is unusual, since she usually wears a nightshirt. Her beautiful breasts were squeezed against my side. I pretended to awaken and asked her how things went. She said things went really well, much better than she expected.
"Really? That's great, honey. I was hoping you'd have fun."
"Fun? That's putting it mildly," she said with a giggle. Her tone was low but excited. I think she was doing her best to downplay her enthusiasm but couldn't quite hide it.
"Is that right? Well, don't keep me in suspense, baby. What happened?"
"Are you sure you want to hear this?" she asked fearfully. "Things didn't exactly go the way I had anticipated. I did spend some time with a man."
"Definitely. Remember, this was my idea, and I know that whatever happened is a result of my desires. You have absolutely nothing to hide or feel guilty about." I must admit that I couldn't wait to hear what took place.
"Okay, if you're absolutely sure, honey. But maybe I'll give you a massage to make sure you're relaxed enough to handle it," she said with a smile. At this point, she let her hand slide down my chest and over my stomach. She then found her way to my penis.
"You know me – I never turn down a good massage" I replied.
As she gently stroked my manhood, which was already as stiff as a board, I asked her to describe the man she was with just a short while ago.
"His name was David. He was tall and very handsome. He had broad shoulders and strong arms. I'm guessing he was a football player or a wrestler in school. He was definitely an athlete."
"So you were attracted to him?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yes," she whispered, "very much so." She was now moving herself toward the end of the bed and she took hold of me with both hands. "His confidence and good looks made him very attractive. I was thinking he could probably have any girl he wants. He was very smooth and he clearly knew what he was doing with me."
"Tell me about it," I pursued. My penis was throbbing and I doubted that I would last through the end of the story. Her hands were working their magic on me and her face was just inches away so that I could feel her breath. I wanted her to take me in her mouth, but I wanted to hear this erotic tale even more.
Then she continued recounting the events of the evening. "I hung out with the four guys for about an hour, and then David asked if I'd like to take a walk. I said yes, so we left the group at the bar and headed outside. Wearing my tiny black dress in the warm summer air, walking with such an attractive man, made it seem very romantic. We walked for a few blocks, just talking, and then he asked if I'd be interested in joining him in his apartment. I hesitated and told him I had only known him for a couple of hours. He told me that I was beautiful and that he didn't care how long we'd known each other – he was very attracted to me and wanted to be alone with me."
"He actually said that?" I asked incredulously.
"Yes. So I took his hand and said yes, I would like to see his apartment. I was shocked that I accepted his offer, but I thought he was incredibly sexy and I was willing to tease him a bit more. It would be fun to do some innocent playing around with such a hot guy! But it definitely was not supposed to go much farther than perhaps some kissing and fondling."
At this point, my balls were filling to capacity and my mind was racing with the possibilities of how this story might end.
Kelly continued. "On the way to his apartment, which was about 15 minutes away, I found myself more and more attracted to him. The idea of going all the way with him became more appealing, especially since you have talked so often about how the thought of me with another man really appeals to you. It made me think that it might be okay, just this one time."
"Yes, the thought does excite me. It has for a long time. I really don't know why, but it does," I confessed.