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.