The Record Fair Ch 01

There's more at the record fair than vinyl!

Chapter 1

My wife and I were out having dinner like we always do on Thursday night. We picked a trendy place called "District 12" on the west side of Cincinnati in an area called Wyoming. I think every up-and-coming college grad in Cincinnati was there. It felt like a steady stream of cock hounds was passing by our table to get a look at Mary, my wife.

I'm used to dudes staring at her when we are out on a date or just drinking at a local watering hole. Men stare at my wife because of her natural attributes. She is a very voluptuous and curvy woman that happens to be pretty to. So she draws a lot of attention from the stud crowd and Mary does a good job ignoring all the testosterone filled men that gawk at her.

Tonight was like most Thursday nights when my wife remembered a posting on Falsebook that I may be interested in. After taking her phone from her purse Mary began to thumb through her Falsebook feed to find the posting she saw earlier in the day. After tapping her phone she gave it to me to read the posting on the screen. It was awesome! It was an advertisement for a record fair being held at the Lebanon Ohio National Guard Armory on Saturday. I am an avid record collector of mostly jazz, but I do buy other genres of music on occasion, and I want to go!

The advert promised more than 100 vendors selling and swapping vinyl of all types along with selling vinyl accessories. We haven't been to a record show in more than a year and this one sounds massive, so we're going! My wife has a couple titles that she wants to look for, and I have several that I want for my collection. So it was settled we are going to the record show Saturday!

I mapped out our day trip, and it should take an hour to get to Lebanon from our house. Most of the time these events draw record geeks and people who are on the lookout for high dollar LP's. It was a pleasant drive just taking our time and listening to the radio and chatting about this and that. My pleasant drive turned into an "Oh crap" moment when we pulled into the parking lot and the car park was full! There are a lot of record nerds at the fair today. I was hoping the show didn't start out "F'd up" like the parking situation, but a crowd may be a good thing indicating the show is full of vendors and buyers.

When we entered the venue it was packed with people and vendor booths. We started browsing at the 1

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booth to our left and continued along the wall going from vendor to vendor browsing for a treasure. I found mono copies of a few Beatles albums that I've been on the hunt for and my wife found some old Pink Floyd albums that were in near mint condition. It was difficult to look because so many people were on the prowl for buried treasure among the stacks of vinyl. If you don't mind being elbow to elbow with hundreds of record geeks all looking for a "Holy Grail" then the show is a good time! There is an advantage to bringing a good-looking woman with you because the other dudes will give way to a pretty girl and let her finger through the rows of albums.

We stopped browsing for a little while and bought some food and drinks for lunch and talk about our finds. It's funny watching the other men as they gawk at Mary as she eats a hot dog. I see her playing it up as she puts the dog in her mouth to bite a piece off and wipe the mustard from her lips. Mary was being naughty, and I admit that I like to watch her do stuff like that. I was snickering to myself that it is funny to watch men who are watching her eat a weeny in public. This is probably the biggest thrill that most of the other record geeks will have for months on end as they watch my wife suck down a sausage in public. I had to ask Mary to cool it down before a line forms in the men's room! You had to be there to appreciate how funny it was to see the men whisper to each other as they pass our table.

The sausage show was over, and we continued to look for anything of interest in the piles of albums at each booth. The crowd was thinning down a little because the early birds were finishing up for the day and leaving for home which means easier browsing for Mary and I.

We came upon a booth that wasn't crowded and started thumbing through the neatly stacked records.

My head was down, and I was concentrating on the task at hand when I heard a voice with a heavy Australian accent say, "I haven't seen a necklace like that in a long while! It looks very nice on you."

That's when I heard my wife say "Thank You."

I wasn't paying too much attention, but when I heard my wife answer the Australian voice it snapped my head up to look at whose talking to my wife. Before my eyes was an Australian surfer dude, tanned and a little scruffy, doing his best to come on to my spouse. I glanced at her neck and damn if Mary wasn't wearing her "Hotwife" necklace. I guess it shouldn't be a surprise to me that some stud is smooth talking my woman.

Mary wasn't dressed seductively today. Wearing jeans and a button down white shirt wasn't screaming out "Hotwife on the prowl!" However, her jewelry did, and I didn't notice it this morning when we left for the record show. An "Italian Horn necklace" was hidden in plain sight mixed in with the other necklaces that Mary is wearing.

The silver tongued surfer stuck his hand out and introduced himself to my wife, "Hi, I'm Gavin, and you are?"

With a devilish grin on her face my wife responded, "I'm Mary and this is my husband Michael."

They shook hands then he extended his hand to me and said, "Good to meet you mate. I'm Gavin and if there is anything that you are looking for, no matter how unusual, let me know, I'm here to help!" He seemed nice enough and my wife was already fascinated by the surfer dude in front of us, so I shook his hand and said, "I'm Michael, her husband, nice to meet you Gavin."

"I couldn't help but notice your wife's necklace. It's unusual to see a nice piece like that around these parts. I think we may belong to the same club!"

Mary quickly responded to him, "I think we do!"

They are making eye contact and smiling and there was no doubt in my mind they are attracted to each other. I can feel the electricity between them already. I interrupted the silence by asking Gavin where the jazz LP's are. I already knew the answer, but I felt that I needed to break the sexual tension in the air before it got out of hand, and she got on her knees to blow him in front of an audience. All of this was happening before my eyes like I wasn't there! It seemed to take forever, but they finally stopped the staring contest and came back to earth.

Gavin said, "Is there anything that I can help you with?"

And I answered, "I'm just looking around, but my wife may have something specific in mind."

Gavin was smiling and when he looked back at my wife he asked her if there was anything that he could help her with. The sexual innuendo was dripping off of every word they spoke, and I have to admit that it was exciting to see Mary back in action and enjoying herself as she flirted with the Australian dude.

Gavin pulled a business card from his shirt and wrote something on the back side. He handed the card to me and when I flipped it over it had a phone number printed on the back.

"That's my personal cell number. If you need anything, just give me a call, I'm here to help!"

My wife and Gavin exchanged a smile and locked eyes again then Mary said, "Maybe we'll call some time."

Gavin had to excuse himself to help another customer, and we continued to browse through the neatly arranged rows of records. I whispered to my wife, "You like him don't you?"

"What's not to like Michael? He's handsome, Australian, and he knew what I am as soon as he saw my necklace." Mary stammered, "Am I still a "Hotwife"? It's been a long time since I've been involved with anybody."

"Well honey, it looks like you're a "Hotwife" starting again today. Are you ready?"

"Yes I am Michael. My heart is racing thinking about him."

"Okay Honey. We have his card."

So we moved on to another booth but not before they exchanged a glance and a wave as we walked away. My wife was distracted the remainder of the day and I knew the record fair wasn't on her mind any longer. A tall Australian dude with short light brown hair had her mind occupied. After we looked at all the booths that we wanted to see we decided to call it a day and go home. Mary asked me if we can walk by Gavin's booth on the way out and say goodbye. She wanted to see him one more time before we left the show.

As we approached his booth there wasn't much of a crowd around, so they could exchange goodbye's before we hit the door. When Gavin saw us standing there a big smile lit up his face and he said "You're back!", obviously ecstatic that we were there again.

My wife spoke up and said, "I wanted to say goodbye, and maybe we'll call you sometime soon."

Gavin replied with excitement in his voice, "That would be awesome Mary. You can call me anytime!" After a couple seconds Gavin said, "I have an idea. Would you like to join me for a pint after the show? The fair will be over soon and all I need to do is cover everything up before I leave."

Mary glanced at me with a "Can we go?" look on her face.

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Whatever you want to do Honey."

I hardly got the words out of my mouth when she told Gavin, "Yes! Where? We aren't familiar with Lebanon." The smile grew larger on Gavin's face, and he said, "There is a nice pub in the middle of town called The Old Mill Inn." After looking at his watch he said, "I can meet you there in an hour. Would 7 o'clock be okay?"

With a smile from ear to ear my wife said, "Sounds good, see you at 7!"

It's a very strange feeling to be standing next to your wife as she makes a date to see another man! It almost feels like I'm an uninvolved bystander overhearing a conversation between people that I don't know. But I do know one of the participants, and she is my wife making a date to hook up with an Australian surfer dude. I haven't felt this way in a year and a half since I caught her in an indiscretion with the help of her previous stud Chris. It wasn't Chris who was involved in her deceit, but during a short video they made my wife's adulterous liaisons came to the light of day.

That's when I put my foot down and put a stop to her sneaking around. She had to make a choice. If she wanted to stay married to me, she had to confess everything, or she could go live with one of her boyfriends. At the time either way would have been good with me, but she confessed her sins to me and I let her stay. I banned her to the guest room for several months before I let her sleep with me again. After keeping a very close eye on her activities I gave her another chance and let her back in my bedroom. That was 18 months ago and married life has been good between us ever since.

The Old Mill Inn was only a couple of miles from the Armory. When we got there we had an hour to wait on Gavin to finish the show and get here to the Inn. With at least an hour to wait, Mary and I decided to order some food and drinks to pass the time as we waited on Gavin. We had just about finished eating when Mary's date walked in the front door a few minutes before 7 o'clock. Now I know he's prompt anyway. I'd be prompt to if I thought I had chance to fuck a good-looking woman. The good-looking woman happens to be my wife!

Mary and I shoved our food aside when Gavin found our table. Gavin took a chair next to my wife. As he sat down he told us not to stop eating, and he was hungry to. Mary immediately asked Gavin if he wanted half of her burger. She cut her sandwich in half and slid the plate in front of her hungry stud in waiting. Mary got the waitress' attention, and we ordered a round of beers and wine.

And now the fun starts. This is where Gavin makes it or breaks it. I asked the first question, "How did you know what the necklace ment?"

"Well, I reckon I can tell you that," Gavin said with a chuckle in his voice. "This might take a minute or two. Okay?"

I nodded my head and Mary said, "Sure, I want to hear about it!"

"After our divorce my ex-wife Jeni told her sister about my member. My ex's sister called me and so a really weird and somewhat uncomfortable conversation started. At the time I didn't know that my wife's sister and husband were swingers. After we talked a couple of times I finally convinced myself that it would be fun to fuck my ex's sister Lynn. It should piss her off when my ex finds out that I long dicked her sis! Anyway, Lynn would wear a necklace similar to Mary's and that's why I know what it means. Now I look at women's jewelry closer!"

Mary and I sat at the table and listened to Gavin then my wife asked him, "Why did your ex tell her sister about your member?"

I was already thinking there could only be one reason why his ex told her sister about Gavin's endowment and that was because he has a big unit.

Gavin leaned in and in a softer voice said, "I scare some women when they see me for the first time."

Mary asked, "Gavin, how big is it?" with a devilish grin on her face.

Gavin put his index fingers on the table about 9 or 10 inches apart and looking directly at my wife said, "About this long."

Mary smiled at him then leaned in and said, "I like them long."

"Mary, do you want to see a pic of it?" Gavin asked. "I want you to see what you're getting into before we go any further with this."

My wife shook her head up and down then said, "Yeah, I want to see it."

Gavin pulled out his phone from his pocket and after several taps on the screen slid the phone to my wife and told her to swipe left a couple of times. Mary picked up the phone and stared at the screen for a minute then swiped to see the other shots of his penis.

Mary handed me the phone and repeated herself, "I like them big."

"Mary, most women like the thought of it but when push comes to shove I can hurt a girl, and I don't want to do that."

I looked at the pics on his phone and yes, he has a big dick. Mary will enjoy herself. Gavin's penis reminds me of her old friend Chris', but Gavin is a couple inches longer. He appears to be a hairy guy, but he's manscaped and looks to be physically fit. I looked at Gavin and repeated my wife's words, "She likes them big, and she'll like you a lot."

With a grin from ear to ear he asked Mary, "You've seen me now I want to see you! Got any pics?"

She looked at me and asked if I had anything on my phone because she doesn't. I shrugged my shoulders and said that I didn't either. After a moment of silence my wife asked to be excused, so she could go to the ladies room. So far Gavin has passed the audition with flying colors, and now he added some brownie points. Gavin asked if he could escort her to the ladies room, and of course she accepted.

They left the table and there I sat by myself waiting on them to return. It seemed to take much longer than it should to use the facilities and return, but they soon appeared from the darkness holding hands.

They both have big smiles on their faces, so things are going nicely between them and the evening looks promising. Mary turned to me and whispered in my ear that she took a couple naughty pictures in the restroom. Then she asked if I wanted to see the pictures she took for Gavin. Of course, I said yes, and she soon had her phone showing me her selfies. The first picture she exposed her braless tits and the second pic was of her sitting on the toilet seat slightly showing her mound of joy. I started to hand the phone to Gavin, but Mary told me he had seen them, so I gave the phone back to my wife.

I decided to take the "Bull by the Horns" and get what all three of us knew was going to happen started. So I spoke up by saying, "We all know where this night is going, so where do we take this party, your place or ours?"

We followed Gavin from the pub to his condo in Springboro. During the short trip Mary and I talked about how bazaar this day has turned out. The last thing that was on my mind this morning when we left home was stumbling over a dude that my wife would find attractive at the record show. It may have been on Mary's mind, at least subconsciously, because she wore the "Hotwife" jewelry that I bought her a couple of years ago.

The drive was quiet except for the radio playing softly. Occasionally I caught a glimpse of Mary out of the corner of my eye when a passing car would light up the inside of our car. A thought was bantering around in my head.....this feels like a "Honey, we need to talk moment." So I asked my wife if anything was on her mind or if there was anything that she needed to say? She contemplated my question for a minute then answered, "Yeah Michael, I think there is."

"I've had this on my mind for several months. I think that's why I wore my jewelry today, I needed someone to notice me again! I want to feel another man's lust. I've been good for a long time, really I have! It's my fault that everything went sideways on us, and I've been trying ever since to make it up to you. But honey, I really want this tonight. I knew that I wanted him the moment we met at the record show. My body needs to smell the musk of another man and to taste him. When I saw his pictures it sealed the deal as far as I'm concerned. I need the monster hiding in his pants!"

I replied, "Mary, I know that you've been a good girl because I've kept a very close eye on you!" I knew in the back of my mind that it was just a matter of time before my wife would want someone new.

"Michael, I'm nervous. What if he doesn't like me?"

"He already likes you. He wouldn't have invited us to his place if he wasn't interested! Mary Lou, you are gorgeous and you have an amazing body. He'll fall in love with you as soon as he sees you naked. Trust me on this honey. He will love you! I hope he's everything that you want him to be."

When I met my future wife some 11 years ago she was a typical skinny body big tit bar babe. As the years passed Mary gained weight and especially in the last year. Neither of us were hitting the gym anymore so the calories we used to burn off are now staying with us. Yes, Mary has gone from a 110 pound skinny girl to a 145 pound woman. Her weight went everywhere on her body. Those big tits are now even bigger and full. That booty and her legs got their share to. When I look at Mary I see a voluptuous, soft body sexy woman with all the curves a man could possibly want.

My wife needs to have fun with other men, and I ache to watch her again, but she has to remember why she hasn't had a playmate in over a year and a half. Do I have to remind her to put the sex in a compartment in the back of her mind? It's only sex and not love! We have the love and sex, but another man only brings the sex that she desires, but no love. My love is why I let Mary have sex with other men and as her husband I want my wife to be happy.

We continued to follow her new paramour from Lebanon through the suburban streets to Springboro. 30 minutes after leaving the bar we arrived at his condo south of the Dayton Mall. Before we exited the car I put my hand on her shoulder and said," I want you to be sure about this! You can still say no, and we can go home."

She opened the car door and with the dome light shining on her beautiful face Mary smiled at me, gave me kiss on the lips and said, "I'm going inside, are you coming with me?" Then she stopped and closed the car door and turned to look at me. "Michael, maybe I need to ask you the same question. Are you okay with this? It's always about me, but I never stopped to think how you feel. What are you thinking Micheal?"

"Honey, I would have put my foot down and put a halt to this 3 hours ago if I wasn't good with it! It will be awesome to watch."