I always fantasized about my wife, Jodi making love to another man and when the opportunity first presented itself I hoped my wife would enjoy it. You see after years of marriage it doesn't matter what you do, the passion of sex with another man will always exceed the passion I can give her.
Derek, a friend of ours from the neighborhood always had an eye for my wife and I think she thought he was pretty cute. I started in with her by discussing it more and more and then encouraging her to fantasize about him. One of the best nights of sex we had in years was when I blindfolded her, fucked her from behind and told her to imagine I was him. When she came she actually moaned his name.
Our friend started spending more and more time at our house and I tried my best to get them to hook up. We would sit around and drink for hours but we mostly got tired, not horny. One night I dared my wife to take off her clothes, which she did, but she was still too uncomfortable to have sex with him. The last thing I tried was encouraging them to participate in a photo shoot - I would take naked pictures of them. I was able to take some great shots of them but it was mostly just fun - we laughed and talked. It wasn't nearly as erotic as I hoped.
As a last straw I came up with a plan. I planned a vacation to the islands and arranged with our friend to go in my place. We arrived at the airport and when we reached security he was standing there waiting. I turned and left so the two of them could enjoy a long weekend without me. My wife was extremely nervous at first so the three of us had a beer at the airport bar until she realized how exciting it was. I told her that if she wasn't comfortable she didn't have to do anything.
As I drove away I couldn't believe how excited I was. I masturbated as soon as I got home. That evening when the phone rang I couldn't wait to hear. It was Jodi. The first thing out of her mouth was, "nothing happened, this is just a safe arrival call." We talked for a little bit about the flight and the cab and whatnot and she repeatedly told me not to get my hopes up. Whatever would happen would happen, or not happen.
The two shared a room with only one King bed so I knew that at the very least there would numerous opportunities. I jacked off again as soon as I hung up.
The next day the call from Jodi was all I could think about. When she finally called she started the conversation with, "no, nothing happened yet." However there was a lot of encouraging signs. They had gone to the beach for most of the day and had rubbed lotion on each other a few times. It was a topless beach but Jodi wasn't big on that because of how strong the sun is. After a while they went over to the bar and realized that about half the women there were topless. They were in the shade so Jodi figured what the heck and took off her top. After a couple drinks Derek suggested they take a walk. They walked for a long time and talked about lots of stuff and at one point they held hands.
After dinner that evening Jodi said that she could tell Derek was making moves but they both knew it wasn't as easy as it might seem. All day Derek had been taking pictures and that didn't stop in the room. He encouraged Jodi to get in some very erotic poses and convinced her to take a few nudes. Jodi called after that and said that it was very erotic but not enough to go all the way. I started to think that maybe there just wasn't a connection between the two of them.
Our conversation was a slight let down but near the end I asked her to try one thing. Try sleeping in the nude. Perhaps the thought of being naked in bed together would help the two of you. She agreed. I reassured her one final time that I loved her and that I was really encouraging her to do this. That seemed to make her feel much better.