Not the Woman I Married
Loving Wives Story

Not the Woman I Married

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Note: This is a true story. I hope to post further installments depending on interest and feedback.

Part One - this takes place when we had been married for about ten years.

My wife and I have been together for thirty-two years. Like many couples, our marriage has had its ups and downs but we have endured and found a way to keep things interesting. When we were in our late 30's, juggling two kids, many activities, busy schedules, and on one of the rare occasions we were alone, we were naked with her sitting on top of me, both enjoying the moment. Without warning my wife asked if I had any fantasies about her. I was a little bit startled because she rarely spoke during sex. Further, she rarely spoke about anything sex-related, so I wasn't sure how to respond.

She caught me off-guard, so before thinking, I blurted out and told her of a long-time fantasy of mine, to see her with another man. Realizing what I had just said, I waited for what seemed like forever, for her response, and after a few seconds, she said she didn't think that she would have ever heard those words spoken by me. I was crestfallen, thinking I had just ruined our relationship.

She paused and admitted that she had thoughts of that for a few months but had not dared to voice them out loud. What I was intrigued by, was that it didn't seem to shock her. I asked her if she had any fantasies she wanted to share and she replied yes but that she wanted to wait a few days and finish what we were doing before the kids got home.

The next week, some of the things she told me, was her desire to see us both dominated by an 'imaginary' lover. She wanted him to do things that she/we had never done or liked and also have me made to watch or help her be dominated. I was shocked, turned on, and nervous all at the same time. As exciting as all that sounded, I wasn't quite sure where all that would lead.

Fast forward about two months, we decided to go to a local mall to do some shopping. I suggested that my wife go with her Ben-wa balls inside her; she liked the idea, so off we went. After about an hour of shopping, she was crazy horny, so we returned to our van where she shoved my hand to her pussy and I masturbated her to an incredible orgasm.

After about 20 minutes she recovered and as we were getting out of our van, we noticed that there was someone in the car next to us, in the parking deck. He was smiling and had obviously seen or heard the entire episode. I really didn't care but my wife was very embarrassed. We hurried back into the mall and continued our shopping.

When we returned to our van, there was a note on the windshield from our voyeur stating that if we were ever interested in another partner, he would be willing to help out. He left his number on the note. We drove home and fucked like rabbits that night. My wife was horny like I hadn't seen her in years. I didn't remember what happened to the note that day but a few weeks later I found out!

With the kids gone for a weekend, I came home Friday night planning on going out to dinner. My wife clearly had other plans, as she was sitting on our deck, with a very handsome man, laughing and having a conversation. I couldn't believe my eyes! She looked gorgeous wearing a short summer dress, and sandals and seemed very relaxed. She stood when I came out on the deck, kissed me, and introduced us.

I must have looked like a deer in headlights. My wife was having refreshments with a darker complected young man. He introduced himself and as we shook hands, he reminded me of our first meeting - In the parking deck at the mall.

Our voyeur's name was Michael and he lived in a neighboring county. It seems my wife had kept the note for all these weeks and finally worked up the nerve to call him a few weeks ago. After the introductions, they sat back down and she asked how my day was. I mumbled something to her and she asked if I was OK.

I kind of came to and asked her how Michael had come to be at our house. She explained and said that she had something to tell me and that I should be quiet and listen. She proceeded to tell me that following our day at the mall, she had thought of Michael for the last few weeks and kept being reminded of how he had witnessed her having her orgasm.

She continued telling me that when she came across his note again, she called him and arranged to meet him at a local cafe. It turns out they met and talked several times before this past week when Michael had finally asked her if they were going to be lovers.

I was beside myself! Hearing my wife talk like this was turning me on like never before. I had never heard her be so determined and independent before now. I was totally enraptured.

The evening continued with her making a light dinner for the three of us. We all talked and I couldn't help but think that I was in for more surprises later that evening. I was to find out a great many things about her that night.

After dinner, we continued our conversation in the living room as she unfolded her plans for us. After sharing my fantasy with her months ago, she said she was shocked for many months. After talking with her closest friend about it, her friend assured her that many husbands have fantasies like mine and not to be put off by it. As time went on, she said she had fantasized a time or two about it herself. The day after the incident at the mall, she made her mind up to bring another man into our bed and see if we both would fulfill our fantasy.

She spoke of her previous meetings with Michael and assured me that nothing had happened between them yet except for some kissing and touching. Michael had wanted to go further but my wife said no, until he and I had met. Michael had agreed to her stipulations, knowing that we were both very nervous but she wanted me to watch them. She had explained our fantasy to him and further stated that I was not to touch her or speak to her that evening until she indicated so.

I finally began to realize how apprehensive I was. I mentally kicked myself for confessing my fantasy of watching her and another man. I felt weak as we all walked to our bedroom and they began to embrace and touch each other.

After a few minutes, she broke their kiss to tell me to sit in the chair and watch closely. My wife came over and said that one of the rules she had was that I would be secured, so I couldn't touch myself.

I did as I was told and was in for the evening of my life. She reached beside the chair and retrieved some scarves, securing my ankles and my wrists to the chair. With that completed, I focused on watching my wife and Michael, as they began to touch, taste, feel, and move as only lovers can do.

The fear I had been feeling slowly left me, as I watched my beautiful wife share her talents with this man. After an eternity, they began to slowly undress each other and kiss and explore each other's bodies. As she worked her way down Michael's chest, she slowly opened his trousers and began to touch his penis.

He continued kissing and touching her and at last, they were both naked. She moved to take him inside her mouth and in the candlelight, I saw that he was significantly larger than me.

She moved as I had never seen her before. I had never experienced her in the same way that she was attending to his cock now. I was in awe of her oral skills and noted she never looked more beautiful than at this moment.

All my attention was on her as she moved to take the length of him in her mouth, slowly working her way down his shaft, as he gently held her hair and guided her face onto him. After several minutes, he began to softly encourage her and told her how sweet her mouth felt.

Michael was running his hands over her, exploring, rubbing, and holding her large, distended nipples in his hands. He began to hold her head with both his hands, something she disliked for me to do. He started stroking in and out of her mouth as she became still and let him use her mouth for his pleasure. He stroked deeper and deeper and at one point touched his pubic hair to her nose. She made gagging noises that were a huge turn-on for me.

His cock was long and thick; I was 5 1/2 inches on my best day. To my knowledge, she had never had anything like this done to her before. I was beginning to worry that she would suffocate, and I couldn't imagine how she was breathing. He moved faster and faster and I could tell he was getting close to cumming.

Moments later he let loose in her mouth and her eyes bulged and I saw her frantically trying to swallow as he exploded in her. What a sight this was. When he was done, she pushed herself off his cock and gasped for breath. Though the light was dim, I saw some of his cum drool out of her as she gasped for air.

Michael told her what a great blowjob that was and how skillfully she handled his girth. He said many of his lovers couldn't or didn't want to go down on him as she had. He moved over to kiss her and hold her.

My wife glanced at me for the first time and spoke:

"What did you think of that dear?" she asked.

I told her I was speechless but I was really pleased with her talents, how much I loved her, and of how incredible she looked giving him a blowjob.

"Your fantasy is coming true, isn't it dear? Is this what you imagined?" she asked as she grinned.

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