Something I learned not too long ago is just when you think you know your spouse very well; you find something out about them that just blows your mind. I had that happen with my wife, Cindy, not too long ago.
I've been married to Cindy for 8 years now and I met her when she was just 24. Cindy is petite, about 5 ft tall, with a cheerleader's athletic body, small pert breasts, brown hair and beautiful brown eyes. She is classy, spontaneous and fun loving and she's also a very private person. For example, in all our years together I've never been able to get her to tell me about her sexual experiences with other men.
For me, it was always an incredible turn-on to hear a girlfriend tell me sex stories about her with another lover. I found it so exciting, and it was something that only a few former girlfriends had obliged me on. It made for the best foreplay and I always had tremendous orgasms in the sex that followed their confessions! Once or twice, Cindy told me about who she'd slept with before me, but she wouldn't tell me any of the details. It was so disappointing because she's very detail-oriented and remembers the smallest specifics about most any event. But, I think she considered it un-ladylike to discuss her past sexual life, until an incredible evening not long ago.
We had invited some good friends, Al and Jennifer, over to our house for dinner. They were long time, fun-loving friends and what we liked about them was that we could talk about anything. In the course of that evening, we drank 3 bottles of red wine that they had brought over. We got totally trashed and all of us were feeling so good and so uninhibited. Absolutely nothing was threatening to talk about in the state of drunken "wonderfulness" we were in and soon enough the topics turned to nudity and sex.
Al asked the obligatory skinny-dipping question and all of us chattered about nude swimming and other nude-in-public events from our past, to much laughter. I asked who among us had ever flashed somebody in a public place. Again, all 4 of us had done it at sometime or another; in a grocery store, from a moving car, Jennifer said she had even done it in a crowded college library while a boyfriend took her picture.
Then Al upped the ante and asked us each to recount the best sexual experience we had ever had. I confessed that mine was a terrific blowjob from a girlfriend in my parent's den one afternoon while they were upstairs. Jennifer said that she had spontaneous sex on her desk with a colleague when she was a college intern. We all laughed hard at that one.
Al challenged Cindy to tell her about the most memorable sex she ever had outside of me. I'll give it to Al that he loved controversy and I couldn't wait to hear what Cindy would say.
She started; "When I was 23, I worked for a guy who had formerly been a professional masseuse. Well one day he gave me a great massage and this led to that and I ended up sleeping with him."
Al said "So, what was so memorable about that? Cindy was silent for a moment and took a sip of wine.
Then she replied in a very matter of fact voice "Well...he, uh, had the biggest dick I'd ever seen..." There was loud laughter from Al and Jennifer. I was blown away, I had never heard this story and I was inwardly dying to hear about it. Even as I was laughing, my mind was racing as I tried to play detective with what she had said moments ago. She'd had several jobs in her twenties. Which boss was this and when did it happen? Al went to get some more wine from the fridge and Jennifer followed him. When they came out they told us that they were going to go right home and act out a few fantasies that involved handcuffs, again to much laughter from all of us
After Al and Jennifer left, it was just Cindy and I sitting on the couch in our den and we were feeling so good from the wine and a really warm glow pervaded between us. Needless to say, I wanted to hear much, much more about this while Cindy's inhibitions were down. It was hard to hide how excited I was and it felt like my heartbeat was the loudest sound in the room
So, nervously, I reopened the discussion with the most non-threatening line I could think of: "So, tell me about this incredible sex you had....who was the guy?" I wish I had thought of something a little less direct but, to my surprise, Cindy looked at me from across the couch and replied in a matter-of-fact but calm voice
"It was Ron, you remember him?"
"You mean the insurance guy you worked for when you were just out of college?
"Yeah...that's the guy", she said
I sure did remember him. Cindy worked for him during the first year we were dating. Ron was a divorced guy in his 30s with a couple of kids. Sometimes she played tennis with him and it was something I didn't mind since I didn't play. He was tall, nice-looking and athletic but I never got the vibes that Cindy was anything other than his employee and sometime tennis partner... I guess I was wrong about that.
So I pressed on, hoping she would answer me and not clam up "When did this, uh, event happen, and were we dating then?"
She made eye contact and then looked away. "Well, you were in the picture but it was the summer when we had just started dating...we weren't "exclusive" yet, remember? It happened in July, I think, over that weekend you went deep-sea fishing with your friends. Anyway, Ron and I had played tennis that morning and my roommates and I were throwing a party at our house that afternoon so I invited him. The party got going right after we came back from our tennis game so Ron just hung out and drank some beers.
"So you hooked up with him at the party." I said, "How did it happen?"
"Well, it wasn't like I was really attracted to him or anything...we were just standing around talking and somehow we got on the topic of what we all did over summers during College. Ron told us that he worked in a health spa at a Country Club during college summers so he could get free tennis lessons from the pro. He also learned massage from the club masseuse and became very good at it, he said, so he was eventually added to the staff as a full-fledged masseuse. Ron said he made great money that summer by giving massages to club members, both men and women"
"And so...he offered to give you a massage?" I interjected.
Cindy laughed, "No, it was the other way around!! I asked him if he would give me one. I always loved massages and my girlfriend and I used to give each other massages in college that sometimes lasted for an hour. I was fascinated that Ron had been a masseuse, so half-jokingly, I told him that anytime that he wanted to give me one, I was up for it!"
Then he said; "Sure, how about now?"
"I had a great buzz on from the party and I thought, why not? I knew it'd make me feel great after the morning's tennis workout. It was still early afternoon and most of the partygoers were out in the back yard so the house was pretty much empty. We agreed that we'd go inside and he would give me a massage and then we'd rejoin the party."
She stopped and took a long sip of wine from her glass. I sensed she was nervous but also finding this conversation as exciting as I was. So far, she wasn't holding anything back but I didn't know if she would tell me or even remember the details about her liaison with Ron. I figured the best thing I could do was to continue to seize the moment. As long as I continued to be open and loving in pursuing this, maybe she'd tell me what I wanted to know. The art was in keeping the mood of warmth and acceptance and also pushing her along with the right questions.
"What happened next?" I said.
"He told me all he needed for this was a bed, a sheet and some lotion. I found a bottle of body lotion and a sheet from the bathroom closet and took Ron upstairs to my bedroom. He stood outside my bedroom and said to get undressed down to my underwear and under the sheet and to let him know when I was ready. So, I stripped down to my bra and panties and lay down on my stomach. I undid my bra strap, pulled the sheet over me and asked Ron to come in."
I took a deep breath and asked a very loaded question: "It must have been pretty exciting to be almost naked under that sheet when Ron came in, I mean, it's almost like you were anticipating having sex with him."
Cindy smiled coyly and got up from the couch and excused herself. She left the room.
I thought, oh shit, I pushed her too hard on this and now I've made her mad. I heard her making some noise out in the kitchen. She came out with another bottle of wine and a large candle and put them down on the coffee table next to the couch. She bent down to fill our glasses and light the candle and turned off the overhead light in the room. So far Cindy hadn't said a word.
Standing by the glowing candlelight, she off her top and bra and stepped out of her shorts and panties. She sat down on the couch in front of me and curled her legs underneath her. The nipples on her small breasts were erect. Her fat little pussy lips were visible, as she always shaved herself down to just a small brown patch of pubic hair. Her small, athletic body was as toned and muscular as it was when she was in her early 20s. Cindy's body glistened with a hint of sweat, no doubt generated by our highly sexual conversation.
Cindy said; "I just thought it would be more interesting if we continued this discussion naked....so, take your clothes off..."
I nodded, realizing that she was in control of this fantasy. God, I was so excited at what might lay ahead tonight. There is nothing in this world more exciting than having your wife nude in front of you and about to reveal her sexual adventures with another man! I took off my shirt and kicked off my jeans and briefs and joined her on the couch. I was already very erect.
"You asked me if it was exciting to be being naked under the sheet while Ron was massaging me? Cindy's eyes crinkled with delight and she took a sip of wine. "It was very exciting, I wanted him to admire my body...but I had no idea this would end up where it did when I took off my clothes for the massage"
"Tell me about the massage, how did it start?" I asked
"He pulled the sheet away from my back and started to massage my shoulders. I guess I had more tension than I thought 'because he spent a lot of time there and it felt wonderful. I felt so relaxed. Then he worked his way down my spine, kneading each little vertebra. All the time, we were talking and I was just enjoying the experience of being touched by a guy who knew how to give a relaxing massage and I didn't realize that it was turning me on."
"What did you do to let him know you were turned on?" I asked, sipping my beer and trying not to make this sound like a cross-examination.
"I decided to show him what the sheet was hiding but make it look like an accident. So, when he began to massage my legs, I got up on my elbows to sip my beer and my bra stayed on the bed. My breasts were exposed for him to see and he definitely noticed! He tried not to be obvious about it and he kept on with the massage but I could tell he was distracted."
I thought to myself "I bet it was exciting for him, massaging his young, nubile and now topless office assistant! I'm sure his dick got rock hard over that, just like mine was."
