This is a story about the weekend that my husband and I lived out his fantasy of me having sex with another man. Please--no judgment. I understand this isn't for everyone. If you don't like this sort of thing then find another story. If you do read it through, I would love your feedback!
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My husband and I slept late the next day. When I woke up, I decided I wanted to go for a run before lunch. With the rehearsal and the bachelor/bachelorette parties tonight I may not feel like exercising tomorrow. I put on a running top and some tight stretchy shorts and made my was to the lobby to head out for a run. I felt energetic and it was a good run. I kept replaying the prior night in my mind--running into and flirting with Brian then taking him out to the parking garage, not knowing but finding out later that my husband was watching us. It all combined to make me excited to know where today would lead.
As I returned from my run Brian was walking out the front door. His eyes took me in from head to foot and back up and he said, "Just as hot as I remember!" I did a little hip shake for him and told him thanks. He turned a little more serious and started to say that he was sorry for the night before, but I cut him off and reminded him that I was a willing participant as well, and that I didn't have any problem with what happened. He seemed to smile a bit easier with that. I told him that after lunch I was likely going to be out by the pool if he wanted to join us. He said he probably would. I told him that I needed a shower and I would see him later. He offered to help wash my back as I was turning away, but I told him that my husband would probably say the same thing!
I went upstairs to find my husband getting out of the shower and shaving. I told him about running into Brian and the conversation. He asked me if I wanted anything to happen with Brian and I told him that Brian was someone I thought I might be comfortable with, but it needed to be natural, not planned or I would get nervous and wimp out. He told me that he loved me whatever happened and that he wanted me to enjoy myself--that if I didn't have fun with it then it wasn't worth doing. I loved the fact that he left the decision to me. We have been talking about me having sex with someone else for a while, and maybe it would happen, maybe it wouldn't. Either way, there was no pressure.
I stripped down to jump in the shower--I had to slap his hands away a couple of times--I got dressed after. Just as I was dressed there was a knock on the adjoining door from Alyssa who wanted to know if we were ready for lunch.
We headed out on foot to find a place to eat. On the way we talked about the night before. Alyssa said that Matt walked her up to the door and she invited him in. They talked for quite a while before he left. She thought it was great to catch up. I wasn't sure that I believed nothing happened, but I didn't press her for any details. She knows about the conversations that my husband and I have had, so I told her what happened with me and with my husband actually seeing us. She thought I should get Brian out there again so that my husband (and she) could watch us.
We also talked about what we were planning to do the rest of the day. We talked about going to the pool and dinner. None of us were in the wedding so we didn't have to go to the rehearsal, but when the wedding party got back they would be starting the parties. My husband was invited as a courtesy, but didn't really know anyone there, so he wasn't sure he would go. Maybe he would leave early. I told him that he should go and see if Brian and Matt were there so that he could tell Alyssa and I when they left. Alyssa raised an eyebrow at me and my husband thought that might be interesting.
We finished lunch and headed back to go to the pool. Knowing the Brian was likely to be there I pulled out new a small black bikini that I thought would look good against my dark complexion and would really show off my body. My husband whistled when he saw the little patch of fabric in my hands. I smiled and said, "You like?" He told me he would have to stay in the water to make sure no one saw his excitement . . .
I laughed and started to change. As I was changing, Alyssa came in also wearing a nice bikini. I told her she should be careful if Matt saw her in that because he wouldn't be leaving her room so early tonight! My husband told her that Matt would have to get in line behind him since he saw her first. She pulled one side of the top aside to flash a breast at him and told him to remember it because it was all he would get. He moaned a little and said he was in a room full of teases!
We went down to the pool and scouted out some chairs and put our stuff down. Alyssa and I started to lotion ourselves while my husband went to swim for a bit. I did my legs, front and arms and was about to ask Alyssa to get me back when Brian and Matt started walking toward us. I decided to wait and let Matt do my back.
I looked toward the pool and saw that my husband noticed them coming. He smiled, winked and went back to swimming. Matt and Brian said hello as the walked up. I told Brian he was just in time to lotion my back. Alyssa just looked at Matt and handed him the bottle. He knew what to do and started to rub lotion into Alyssa's back then legs.
I turned my back to Brian to let him start. As he rubbed, he started running into the ties, so I used it as an excuse to lay down and untie my top. He sat on the edge of my chair and rubbed lotion into my back. When he had done it two or three times, I asked him if he would do my legs also. I had already done them, but wanted him to touch me. He took his time, starting at my feet and working his way up to the backs of my thighs. His fingers strayed to the inside of my thighs once or twice, and I made sure I didn't do anything to dissuade him.
As he was rubbing my legs he asked where my husband was. I told Brian that he was at the other end of the pool, probably watching us. I turned my head toward the pool and sure enough, there he was, talking to a small group of people, but clearly watching us. I felt Brian's fingers tighten on my leg as he was starting to move his hand to the inside of my right thigh and kind of laughed just a bit. He asked what was funny, clearly a little nervous based on how his voice sounded. I told him that I had enough lotion, but that he should join me in the hot tub for a few minutes so I could relax my muscles after my run.
I reached back to tie my top and got up telling Alyssa where I was going. Brian followed along to the hot tub and I eased myself into the hot water. It was a hot day, and no one else was there. It felt great on my tired muscles, but better yet offered a private place to talk with some background noise that would make it hard to overhear us. It was also off to the side and partially hidden by some landscaping so it even offered some privacy.
I sat down and motioned Brian down beside me. Under the water I put my right hand on his thigh and start to tell him about how I like to tease and flash how my husband and I have talked about me having sex with someone else. I tell him that I haven't done anything about it yet, and may never, but that my husband certainly wouldn't have a problem with him touching me, and would actually enjoy hearing about it. I didn't tell him about my husband watching us last night because he might not want to go out there again if he knew.
He told me he had something to tell me as well. He said he had actually been separated for about six months. His wife had recently filed for divorce and that was the real reason she wasn't here with him. He thought they were great as friends, but not so much as a married couple living together. He had planned to not talk to anyone about it, then felt awkward bringing it up to me last night when I asked what his wife would think about him flirting with someone else because he thought I might see it as an excuse or come-on. We talked about it for a bit and I reassured him that I wouldn't have since I had known him for so long. I have to admit it made me feel a little better about my behavior from the night before since I wasn't really getting into the middle of his marriage.
We sat and soaked and talked for a bit. I left my hand on his thigh and rubbed it around as we talked, then said I needed to get something to drink. He told me that he would have to wait there for a bit to be decent, but he would find me shortly. I laughed at his candor and made my way to the steps. I made sure to not pull my bottoms down until I was walking away so that he could see some of my butt as I walked away. I waved over my shoulder at his catcall.
I bought a soda and took it back to the chair and drank some, then went into the pool to cool off. I made my way over to my husband who broke away from the group he was talking to. With a smile he told me that he was glad I got plenty of lotion so that I didn't burn. I told him I was glad too, but the water was likely to wash away some of the lotion and I may need more, but he should stay with his new friends because I could get someone else to help me.