(cont from Chapter 4)
I take my time getting glasses of white wine before going upstairs. I want to prolong the feeling of ecstasy with the realization that my wife has taken a new lover. I enter our bedroom to find Lynn sitting up in bed reclining against the pillows. She looks radiant just wearing a brief silk robe she likes to lounge in. He legs are tucked under her. The sash is loosely tide revealing that she is nude under the robe. I have been lounging in a pair of sweat pants and tee shirt.
I hand Lynn a glass of wine and take off my tee shirt before I join her in bed. I glaze at her lovingly, letting my eyes roam over her body, knowing a short while ago she was in the throes of passion with another man.
"What are you looking at? Most of the time you are all over me."
"I like how sexy you look when you come home like this."
"Like what?"
"Like when you have been with another man."
"You mean when I have been fucking another man? Or sucking his cock?"
Her explicit description sends that familiar shockwave that cuckolds experience when their beloved starts getting slutty.
I reach over and lightly stroke the top of her bare thigh, "You have a totally different feel about you when you fuck another guy. Are you going to tell me a new story? I take it you have started decorating Michael's house."
"Yes I have. I started this afternoon. Would you like to hear what happened?"
"You know I do. Your stories really turn me on. How did you meet? What did you do?"
Lynn begins to play with one of my nipples, "We met at Andrew's a couple of weeks ago. He told me one of his neighbors needed some decorating ideas for his townhouse. He said that he was good looking and I would probably like him. I told him that I would like to meet him and take a look at his house to see what would need to be done."
"I take it Andrew had more than decorating in mind?"
Lynn laughs, "Yes, he wanted to set me up with another guy."
She leans over and in her low slutty voice, "Does it turn you on for Andrew to set me up with another guy to fuck? I bet it does"
I don't say anything as she continues, "I was fantasying what this guy would be like. A couple of days later I was over arranging some window treatments in the upstairs spare bedroom when I heard Andrew enter the front door with someone else. I came down the stairs into the living room and found him with a really good looking black guy. Andrew introduced him as Michael."
"Did it surprise you he was a black guy?"
"That is not what I was expecting, but like I said he was really good looking. I found out later he is an executive with a local software company. He said he had been looking forward to meeting me. I reached out to shake his hand but Michael leaned over to give me a light kiss on the cheek instead. He placed his hand on my waist and when I leaned in for his kiss my breast brushed against his arm. He lingered for longer than he needed to feel my breast. I did not pull away but made eye contact to let Michael know I liked it.
I was wearing one of my knit tops with a scoop neck with my jacket unbuttoned. I wore a bra meant for Andrew that pushed up my breasts to show more cleavage, but Michael was able to a good view of the tops of my breasts as well. Since Andrew probably told him a lot about me, I didn't see the need to be ms. virginal."
"So you were already getting turned on? What else were you thinking?"
"Oh yes, once I saw how good looking and sexy he was I wanted more than a peck in the cheek and a feel of my breast.
"God you know this turns me on. Every since I watched you and Andrew I like to picture you with other men."
I slide my hand up her thigh and cup her mound. My finger barely puts any pressure on her slit and slides right in. I start a circular motion against her clit. I feel the familiar gooey mixture of her juices and cum. She moans and opens her legs as she straightens them out and sinks more into the bed.
"What happened next?"
"I was showing Andrew what I had been doing. As we moved through his house, I was conscious of both of their eyes on my body. When I would point out what I had done, my jacket would open up showing the outline of my breasts. It was a bigger turn on than usual having both of them looking at me."
My wife continues, "After we were finished upstairs we went back down to the living room. I sat down in one corner of the sofa. I declined a glass of wine and Michael volunteered to get me a glass of water."
"Let me guess. When he offered you a glass of water, you bent forward giving him a good view down your top."
"You know me to well," she said with a chuckle, "And I also had a good look at crotch level. Of course I couldn't help but think about what his cock would be like."
Leaning into me again she said," It turns you when I think about another man's cock doesn't it? Do you think about me sucking him? Would you like to watch me suck a nice big black cock?"
"After watching you suck Andrew, you know I would like to see you suck Michael. And the forbidden fruit aspect of seeing you suck a black man would be extra excitement."
"Were you able to show them anything else?"
"After accepting the glass of water I leaned back into the corner of the sofa. I had one of my legs on the floor and the other on the cushion."
"Just like the party."
"I thought you would like that touch. I opened my legs to stretch the fabric across my pussy. I was wearing a thin, white pair of slacks. Since the material was so thin, the outline of my lips was clearly visible."
"I bet you really like putting your pussy on display like that?"
