She came out of the hotel toilet and took my breath away. We had talked and talked and talked about this night, agonising over each detail. It was a huge step to open our marriage to sex with others, and though we were both excited by the idea, neither of us wanted to risk our marriage. So we'd ended with this night that had started as a fantasy of mine, but had quickly become a favourite of hers.
Each of us had kept some of our preparations secret, how she was to dress was one of hers. Only my wife could make slutty elegant. She had on a grey wool mini skirt, and I strongly suspected stockings underneath. On top was just a simple white silk button down blouse, mostly opaque, but I could make out enough to think she had on a corset underneath.
Perfect, just perfect.
It was very close to time. I went to her, took her in my arms and asked one last time if she was OK with this. She nodded, so I went and got one of my secrets. She'd agreed early on that she was to be blindfolded. This night was meant to be a both a sensory overload, of only some senses, but also arranged to keep the ties between us. The other man would remain a mystery to her.
Tonight meant a lot of trust on both sides. For me it was that she was the one breaking our marriage vows, this had to be an extension of our love for one another, not a replacement. For her it was trust that I would find someone both safe and sexually exciting and satisfying. I was sure I'd done that.
So, I reached for the leather blindfold. She blinked a bit in shock, I was pretty sure she thought it would be something tame like the night shades I sometimes wore in bed during the summer months. This was black leather, covering her eyes and ears. As well there were the padded leather cuffs. We'd used those before, and she knew she could get out of them if she needed.
Yet, though her smile was uncertain, she let me put them on, including the plugs in her ears. I turned her and did her hands up behind her back. Leading her cautious steps I took her to the sofa, then helped her sit prim and proper, knees together and back straight. With a thud to my heart I knew she wouldn't stay like that for long.
I sent a quick text message, knowing already he was down in the lobby having a drink. I sat beside my wife and gently stroked her face, her arms, watching her take a shuddery breath as I softly kissed the nape of her neck. Sure enough, less than a minute later there was a soft knock on the door.
I stood, and at a startled "Darling?" from my wife, stoked her cheek to let her know it was OK. Opening the door I almost didn't recognize him, he'd shaved the goatee. I had mentioned she didn't like facial hair, so maybe it made a difference. His name was irrelevant, I'd found him via an internet swingers site. This was his thing, getting it on with couples. I'd checked him out carefully, he was clear and had the recent medical records to prove it. He was very fit, a picture had shown a six pack stomach, and a good size cock. Thankfully it was no bigger than mine, just not smaller either.
We shook hands and he came in. His eyes settled on my wife. "Shit, she's hot! So, like no warm up or anything, we just go to it?"
"Yup." I'd discussed with him the plan for tonight, it was pretty scripted, though she had no idea what to expect. We'd carefully talked about her limits, though I knew I was going to be pushing at them. He just started undressing, so I did as well. We kept pants on, that was part of it. I looked down and he was hard already. The one thing I had to trust was his boasts about stamina. If he blew his wad early, tonight would be a disappointment.
We went over and at a nod from me sat down on either side of her. Her face swung from side to side, suddenly nervous. "Kiss her, right?" I nodded, wanting her pushed hard. One of the things she'd been nervous about was a question about kissing. She'd felt that was more intimate than penetrative sex. Yet she hadn't said no, and it was one angle that I hadn't questioned more to be sure of her mind. Many other things yes, this one no. That was part of my kink, and knowing that it could kill the evening right there, I wanted him to kiss her before anything else.
Quickly, a bit roughly, he turned her face and put his lips to hers. She started in surprise, tried to turn her face, then slowly, ever so slowly, stopped struggling. It made my heart thud in both agony and lust at the same time. I reached out and began to unbutton her blouse. Sure enough the lace cup of a corset was underneath. She'd never worn one for me before, but knew it was a kink of mine.
I gently pulled the cup down, revealing a breast. Taking one of his hands I put it there, watched her pull away, then heard her moan into his mouth. I caught his eye, nodded downwards, and in a matched move we both put a hand down and pulled her legs roughly apart.
She stiffened, but when for the moment we did nothing else, she relaxed into his kiss again. I moved my face down and gently began kissing her breast, and watched as he slowly began to tease his hand up her leg and under her skirt.
My wife squirmed, moaned even, under our actions. When I saw his hand was close I lifted my head, and he turned her face towards me. There was no hesitation when my lips touched hers, she knew who they belonged to. When she broke contact and pulled in a rapid breath, I knew where his hand had got to.
It was a key step, this could be where she stopped it, but she didn't. She let him touch her, and when she arched her back I knew she'd let him do more than touch her. He grinned up at me around where his teeth lightly teased a hard nipple. I kissed her again, and we kept at her, occasionally changing places for quite some time.
I could tell she was deeply, deeply aroused. Time for the next step. Kissing her deeply I reached around and unclipped her wrists. He sat up, grinning as I guided a hand to his stomach. I must admit I was jealous of that perfect stomach, mine couldn't come close.
Yet, I knew stomachs where my wife's ultimate turn on. The way she moaned into my mouth as I guided her hand over those rippled muscles told me everything I needed to know.
