Our Life
Re-edited
Introduction to a lifestyle
You ever get a feeling that life can sometimes get in your way, where work can either be tedious or stressed to the max and a possible simple married life could change your life or lifestyle just by meeting or introducing yourselves to either new strangers or old close friends? This story I'm about to tell is totally fiction even though someone out there may have actually fantasized for some reason or another. Some of my ideas about life in general came prior to my marriage and kind of slid into my married life with a young lady, a number of years my junior. I hope you enjoy!
You can call me Stan Williams. I'm a tall dark-haired middle-aged man. I consider myself average looking though my wife and a few of her friends would argue that point to the good. I'm not what you would call athletic even though I had played various sports, but by the grace of God my physical attributes speak for themselves. I own and manage a lucrative Dealership outside our County employing approximately 135 people.
My better half, Jeanie Williams, in her own right is NOT your typical or average looking middle aged woman and has the credentials to prove it. Jeanie is an athletic, slender, long legged, medium sized breasted noted marathon runner. She is not your typical homebody, at least in our household. She owns her own Art and photography studio called the "Artistic Cam"
We've been married 10 years ago without any thought of children of our own even though a couple of times we had considered adopting. We still haven't taken it off the table with all the opportunities of parentless children. During our 10 years of wedded bliss our sex life has dwindled somewhat for a number of reasons. One, we found out having our own children was out of the question due to an early childhood medical issue that left Jeanie sterile. Two, we were both trying to establish clear financial stability for ourselves before adding additions to our home. Last but not least, when it came to our sex lives, we found we like to do roll play from time to time playing other namesakes as an alternative. Some people would call that a form of swinging with ourselves. We didn't do it a lot, at least not in the beginning, but just enough to make it very interesting between the two of us. I thought Jeanie and I would never feel comfortable with the idea of actually swinging or the attempt to do so...boy was I wrong!
As always, our typical day either starts with me needing help in the outfit department as far as color coordinating and or appeal or Jeanie's fixation in the oversleeping category from the night before escapade or should I say sexcapade that she herself would always instigate! Jeanie is a tigress and 6 years younger than me, which I truly believe contributed to her middle-aged athleticism. In the beginning my libido "was as often as I could get it" to being comfortable at 2 or 3 times a week to the point of feeling stagnant. Jeanie was the one that pushed the envelope for roll playing such as picking up some stranger I just bumped into as a cab driver a couple of years back while going to a dinner to celebrate my birthday. It pretty much started this way...
2 years earlier...
Jeanie was waiting patiently with a coat in her hand and was purposely wearing a plunging neck lined panty less one-piece short skirted black dress. Tonight's event she had planned was for her husband's birthday, that's me. It was to be another roll playing event to spice up our evening.
"Stan, I need you to work with me tonight without actually knowing what is going to happen." Jeanie suggested putting on her coat.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"It's your birthday, please just go with the flow." She stated. "It'll be a major surprise for you with the hope of opening up all our desires and fantasies. Don't ask any questions! Even I don't know how I'm going to pull this off. We're not getting any younger you know."
"You do know, you are either demented or about to scare the shit out of me, woman!" I spoke. "Okay then!"
"You haven't seen nothing yet, Babe." Informed Jeanie as a cab drove up. "I am taking this cab to the corner of Dixon and Main. I want you to follow, park and watch for at least 10 minutes, nothing else. After 10 minutes have gone by, pick me up. Can you do that without question?"
"What are you up to? I asked inquisitively.
"My surprise to you!" she replied, exiting the house and into the cab.
To my surprise I was actually going to go along with this without the foggiest idea what she was up to. Quickly jumping into our car, I managed to catch up with her cab. Approaching Dixon and Main I complied with her request, I parked far enough away but close enough to observe all.
What I saw was a partially enclosed unlit bus stop with a young couple making out without a care in the world. I thought to myself, she couldn't have been that good to stage all this for me! Really looking at the couple at the bus stop, the young lady appeared to be massaging her young man's crotch as their faces contorted at their mouths. The young man himself was manhandling her breast beneath her sweater by the look of things. Watching these two enjoying themselves I totally lost track of Jeanie. My brain was saying one thing watching those two enjoying themselves and yet my smaller head yearned for what they were doing.
Out of the corner of my eye I observed Jeanie moving in closer to the bus stand approximately 10 feet from the couple. She appeared to be so entranced and totally oblivious to her surroundings, I don't think she even realized she was reaching under her dress and masturbating. I reached down pulling out my cock and began to follow suit. Within minutes a tall older gentleman walked up, wearing a jogging suit, and slid in behind her wrapping one of his arms over her shoulder, reached inside her opened coat to cop a feel and whispered something in her ear. Jeanie, without turning, not too concerned, smiled and began to converse with him without hesitation as she intently watched the young couple on the bench. I began to stroke myself harder with what she was allowing without flinching or caring. Jeanie, it appeared, wasn't willing to move from where she stood and continued to masturbate with the gentleman behind her still watching. The gentleman, a short time later reached around her with his free arm, took hold of her hand that had been masturbating and placed it behind her sliding it inside his pants. I saw her smile become even broader. Jeanie appeared to take ahold of his cock and began stroking softly at first and then harder. The gentleman's let her hand go as she took control stroking his cock moving his hand to where her hand was initially finding something more than I thought she'd allow. With her dress up in the front I could see him slipping his hand under her crotch massaging her pussy by dipping his fingers inside her slit. Jeanie was moving to the beat of his pushes. She was now his for both their enjoyment to the point Jeanie decided to lean into him for easier access wrapping her free hand around the back of his neck.
My 10 minutes had already come and gone at her request. Both my heads wanted to see how far they'd go as a couple. I wasn't worried about the young couple, only my wife and the stranger. Frankly, this truly had never happened to me before as far as watching my wife sexually being gratified by and for another individual. I can honestly say I had never pictured myself as a voyeur in any sense of the word. Whatever Jeanie was doing she looked content in doing it and radiant to receive it. I could almost swear I heard her moan. The gentleman lowered his head and whispered something in her ear. Jeanie slowly eased herself off of him, placing her hand on the side of his face, saying something back to him and kissed him on the cheek. I couldn't jackoff for some reason, so I decided to put it away it and pick her up and head out for dinner.
"You call for a ride ma-am?" I asked playing along.
"It's about time, sir!" Jeanie replied. "My name is CeCe."
"Hi CeCe." I spoke. "Front or back?"
"Oh...The front of course!" she said.
"The front it is ma-am." Getting out of the car I opened the door for her.
"Thank you, kind sir." Jeanie said stepping into the vehicle and sliding to the center.
Playing chauffeur was kind of fun at this time when you sort of look back. Picking up a beautiful customer and taking her wherever she wishes to go God only knows what or where even though we were just playing a game.
As I pulled away from the curb Jeanie's hand rested on my inner thigh slowly tracing the interior with her fingertips from my knee to my crotch. She is a total tease with those fingers of hers, and I knew that Jeanie knew my concentration was beginning to falter.
"I see you like!" she said with a grin. "How far can I go, sir?"
"About as far as what you might have allowed with that gentleman at the bus stop!" I spoke.
Oh, you saw that did you?" she replied. "Wasn't what I expected initially. He introduced himself as I did likewise. He told me I was beautiful, and I told him my reasoning for being there and that you were watching. He mentioned to me what he had in mind, that it could be beneficial for both of us and asked if I was in favor of it. I thought about it and told him yes."
Her fingers slowly reached up tracing the very bulge that hadn't quit during the whole bus stop ordeal.
"He watched me masturbate from behind which turned me on even more so and then took my hand with his and placed it inside his waist band. That was my first time that I allowed myself to be manipulated to touch and stroke another man's cock. I couldn't believe I loved being used in that way. I don't know what I would have allowed myself to do if you hadn't been there watching. When he took over masturbating me, I came like a rocket!"
Between talking about what happened to her and taking her time lowering my zipper I could definitely started to feel myself lose control of my civility, if that's the word to describe it, and begin to succumb to her devilishness. I knew she was high strung but not that high, I guess.
"His cock was slightly longer than yours but not the girth I'm proud to say." She lamented. "He came too quick for me and still whispered in my ear if you had a problem with me for doing this, I could go home with him for a better time. I said no thanks and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek as a thank you!"
My zipper never made it to the base of my pants. Jeanie quickly rezipped me as the restaurant was now in sight. Jeanie patting my crotch smiling...
"Guess we are going to have to take care of that later!"
"Happy birthday to me...a patted crotch and a full parking lot." I sadly said. "With our luck there won't be a table available, but I guess looking on the brighter side a blow job on the way home wouldn't hurt."
We both chuckled heading for the entryway. I had Jeanie sit beside a couple around our age in the lobby as I walked over to the host station putting our name in a register for a table. Walking back to where Jeanie was, I noticed her and the couple laughing up a storm like they'd known each other for a number of years. Approaching, the male counterpart stood up and introduced himself.
"Hi, I'm Jake Ingalls and my wife Pam. I don't know if you're in trouble on the good side or your wife is on the bad side."
"I hope on the good side in front of company. I already know the fact she's always on the bad side!" I spoke.
