Throughout the 20 odd years of my marriage I have had many fantasies of involving others in our sex life. These fantasies come in many forms including; threesomes, wife swapping, wife sharing and even her playing without me. My wife Maddie is fairly conservative when it comes to sex and she believes strongly in our vows of, forsaking all others. She rarely lets herself 'go' in the bedroom and I believe this is why she doesn't get as much enjoyment from sex as she could do. Maddie doesn't come easily but when she does it is very powerful! Having said all of this, we are not total prudes and have enjoyed a bit of experimentation over the years. Occasionally we have anal, light bondage, rimming and even some water sports. While she might not always be dynamite in bed, Maddie's greatest skill is giving head. I've experienced numerous blow jobs from different women in the past and none of them compare to Maddie when she's in the mood!
Before I go on I guess I should tell everyone a little bit about us. My name is Pete, I'm 48, average height and build. Even my cock is average. Maddie is a size 12 with B cups that aren't as pert as they once were, three kids will do that. She will also say her thighs could use some toning, but I'm not perfect and I still find her very sexy. At 45 she still attracts attention from men of all ages, we men love a MILF!
Like I said earlier I have many fantasies of including others in our sex life. While the thought of being with two women is very appealing, Maddie would never be down for this and my main goal was her pleasure. To have her totally let go and discover herself as a sexual being. I figured if she could experience sex for sex sake, not some notion of sex being the embodiment of two people in love, she might be able to let herself go and just enjoy the raw physical enjoyment that can come from fucking. Besides this, the thought of seeing (or hearing about) her getting fucked by another man was a huge turn on. It was almost an obsession that was never far from my mind.
I often brought this up with Maddie, we even roll played it a bit during sex, but while she seemed to enjoy it at the time she later always dismissed it as her acting for my pleasure. This was typical of her, never letting herself go with the pleasure. Always maintaining the proper wife and mum persona that she believed was her role in life. I grew frustrated, to the point where I gave up. I stopped instigating sex, I stopped suggesting ideas to spice things up. When she wanted sex I would go along with whatever she wanted. Usually it meant missionary until she was ready for orgasm, then she would use her toy, buzz, on her clit until she came. Most times I felt like a real live dildo, only there to help her get off. Sometimes if she was having trouble I was relegated to spectator status. Once she was done I would resume and finish as quick as I could before she got sick of it.
Now you might wonder why I hung around, after all sex was important to me and I wasn't having my needs met? But at the end of the day I loved her, I loved my family and I loved the life we had built together. In short, I decided to sacrifice one aspect of my life and focus on the positives.
Things suddenly changed when Maddie had to go away for a few days for work. She is a teacher at a local school and was selected to attend a three day conference in Brisbane. Prior to leaving, I reminded her that she had a hall pass and that she should feel free to enjoy herself. She immediately dismissed this telling me this would never happen. Ah well, I could always dream!
Throughout the first day we exchanged numerous messages, just everyday stuff. How was the conference? Did they provide good food? How was my day and did I miss her? Once her day was finished she called me and told me she was going to have a drink with a few other attendees. I resisted the urge to ask who with and just told her to have fun and treat it like a short holiday. I did find it interesting that she was doing this as she didn't tend to drink often and she certainly wasn't a particularly social person.
I didn't hear from her for a couple of hours, which didn't bother me as I occupied myself reading Literotica.com stories and, well you get the picture. At about 8pm I got a text from Maddie, it went something like this. Well actually exactly like this cause I still have the whole conversation saved and look back at it regularly!
Maddie: "Hey babe how are you?"
Me: "Good, just had dinner and watching some TV."
Me: "What about yourself?"
There was no reply for about 10 minutes.
Maddie: "Yeah good. I've discovered a new wine that I really like. Not too sweet but its pretty strong and I can feel it affecting me!"
Me: "Cool. Make sure you don't get too drunk and can't find your way back to the motel."
Maddie: "You told me to have fun. Besides there are a few of us here who are staying at the same place, I'm sure they'll make sure I get home safe."
Me: "Absolutely. Let your hair down, have some fun, just be safe."
Maddie: "Don't worry, my new friend has promised to take good care of me."
New friend? Now this sounds interesting.
Me: "Well if he said he'll take good care of you that's good."
Maddie: "Why do you assume its a he?"
Me: "Well is it?"
Maddie: "Maybe, you did say this wouldn't worry you. You even told me that you would like this."
Me: "Absolutely! Have fun, but I will want ALL the details!"
Me: "Maybe even a picture or two?????"
Maddie: "You wish! Anyway they are all telling me to stop being anti-social and get off my phone, I'll call you later."
Me: "No worries, talk later."
I was intrigued but trying not to read too much into the conversation. I had fallen asleep by the time she messaged me a few hours later at 10pm to see if I was awake. I told her I was and the phone rang almost immediately. She didn't sound drunk or even chirpy as I would have expected after a few drinks. In fact she was very quiet and kinda sad. I asked what was up and she told me nothing, just tired. I suggested she get some sleep which she agreed with, however she continued with a painful conversation, you know the type that you have when you don't want to talk about anything in particular but don't want to finish. I sensed there was something she wanted to talk about but couldn't bring herself to. Despite my earlier curiosity I was now feeling very tired and ready for sleep. I said goodnight and ended the call. With in a minute my phone buzzed with a message.
Maddie: "I love you xxxxxx"
Me: "I love you too xxx"
Maddie: "Are you sure?"
Me: "Absolutely! xxxxx"
Maddie: "I kissed him!"