My wife and I have an unspoken agreement that allows her to cheat.
My wife and I have been married for six years. We met at college, dated for six months and were soon married. She is a very tall, slender woman with long dark hair and small tits. Her name is Brenda. Brenda works in the office at a large accounting firm. She is strong willed, opinionated and believes in woman's rights.
My name is Steve. I'm an average guy, around six feet tall with a decent build. I don't have one of those monster cocks but it isn't small either.
My wife and I have sex about three times per week. It is always the same. Lots of oral sex (from me) followed by a short session of fucking. I never last long, I never have. It is not uncommon for me to go down on her after fucking if she has yet to come. Like I said, she believes in woman's rights!
We are both very active socially. We go out with other couples on a regular basis. We also go out separately. I love weekend fishing trips with the boys and she loves a few drinks with her girlfriends at a local dance club. We have never involved each other in this. I have little to no interest in clubbing anymore and she has even less interest in nature.
This all changed three months ago. I invited a new friend along on one of those weekend fishing trips. A guy I met at the gym who seemed pretty cool and loved fishing. I invited Tim on our next trip, he gladly agreed and offered to drive.
That Friday after work, I was busy getting ready for the trip when the doorbell rang. Brenda answered the door and yelled up to me that Tim was here. I hurried and got the rest of my gear ready and headed down the stairs. Tim and my wife were talking in the foyer. We started out the door and my wife said have a good time and nice meeting you Tim. She had kind of a strange look on her face. Almost as if she were blushing or something.
The drive up sucked, it always does. Friday afternoon traffic makes the drive stressful. Tim and I talked bullshit most of the way, sports, fishing, you know usual guy crap. We were about half an hour away when he started commenting on my wife. How nice she seemed, how tall she was, how beautiful she was, how lucky I was. I really didn't think much of it.
We finally arrived and I introduced Tim to the other guys. As is the tradition, we started downing beer. Feeling loose we were all laughing and getting along great. Just as dusk arrived, we grabbed our gear and headed out on to the lake. Coolers full of beer in tow.
We fished till we were too drunk to continue and headed back for the cabin. We sat around and laughed and drank and talked shit. It didn't take long and we were of course talking about women.
Tim was the first to pipe up about Brenda. Soon all the guys were talking about what a sweet piece of ass she was. I didn't mind, I was drunk and actually feeling good about them talking about my wife like this. I felt proud. We all eventually passed out late in the evening.
It was early morning when my cell phone rang. It was Brenda. She said her plans were cancelled and wondered if she could come up to the cabin. I didn't know what to say. She had never shown interest in something like this. I was about to answer her when Tim yelled out from a groggy sleep "tell the little hottie not to forget her bikini." My wife heard that and giggled. Was that Tim she asked? I brushed it off and finally caved in and gave her directions.
Brenda arrived a few hours later. We were all nursing hangovers and sitting on the back porch when she got there. Brenda stepped out of the car and I realized, she was wearing her skimpiest two piece bikini. She looked hot, her exposed ass staring right at us.
Tim suddenly appeared from the cabin with a round of beers in his hands and whistled his appreciation. She smiled and walked towards us. Her small firm breasts bouncing just so slightly. You look fantastic muttered Tim, stealing the words right out of my mouth.
Brenda wanted to go out on the boat but I told we would have to wait a while as my hangover would not allow it. No sooner had the words left my mouth when I heard Tim volunteer to take her. Hand in hand, off they went. The rest of us ate and soon after dozed off.
I woke a few hours later to the sounds of voices. Must be Tim and Brenda I thought so I forced myself to get up. I went outside and looked around. I couldn't see anyone but could hear the faint sounds of giggles and talking.
