Today was our 20th Wedding Anniversary, and we had both taken the day off work so had woken up later than usual. Dorothy, my Wife, said that she would make breakfast in bed as it was a very special day, and went downstairs to prepare the croissants and coffee we had bought for the day.
When she returned with the breakfast on a tray, there was also a present wrapped up with a bow. I was very surprised as we didn't normally buy presents for each other, and apologised as I didn't realise that we were buying gifts. She said that it was OK, but said that I should open the gift after we had finished breakfast, but it was something I would appreciate.
After breakfast was finished, I unwrapped the gift, which was a long jewellery box, inside was a thin gold chain. I looked at my Wife quite puzzled as I don't really wear jewellery, and she laughed and said that it wasn't for me to wear, but was for her to wear. I asked why she thought it was something I particularly wanted.
She said "It's an anklet darling, it is to symbolise that I am a Hotwife. You have been saying to me for years, about how you get turned on by the thought of me fucking another man while you watch. I had always said that there was no way that was ever going to happen, how could you even think I would do such a thing, but for the last few weeks a young guy has been having his lunch at the same café as me and has been chatting me up. At first, I just laughed it off, but after a while I started to appreciate the attention and started to flirt back with him, he then started to suggest that we should get together at his place after work. I told him that I was a married woman but he said that wasn't a problem for him and that he had read that 'a bit on the side' could even spice up sex with your husband. When he said that, it made me remember your fantasy and I have to admit that I was turned by being propositioned by a much younger guy."
I was lost for words. She was right that I had told her that I would like to watch her with another man, we had even watched several porn videos online and she had seemed to get very turned on by them, but I had always thought that it was never going to actually happen.
As I just looked at her open mouthed in amazement, she smiled at me "I then did a bit of internet research and discovered quite a lot of videos and they got me quite aroused. I also found lots of blogs about husbands who like their wives to have sex with other men. Despite having occasional thoughts about sex with other men, I had always seen it as being unfaithful to you and never seriously considered it.. That changed when one of the blogs I read, written by a man who loved to watch his wife with another man, explained how 'it isn't cheating if the husband is watching'. It got me thinking that here I was with a husband who wanted to watch me have sex with another man and at the same time I had a young attractive guy who clearly wanted to have sex with me. So, I continued to encourage the guy at the café.
I went for a drink with him one evening after work to gauge his interest. It confirmed that he was definitely interested in getting into my knickers, as I had to keep his hands from wandering too far up my leg. It also confirmed that the thought of sex with him excited me as it made me very horny, you may remember Wednesday night last week when you came home from the gym and I almost dragged you to bed. I knew then that I wanted to fuck Mark, that's the guy from the cafes name by the way, and the following day when he sat down at my table for lunch, I told him that we could get together but it wasn't going to be quite how he planned it. I told him that I had no intention of having an affair behind my husbands back and that if he wanted to go any further that he had to agree to you being in the room. He looked a bit panicked so I told him not to worry, that you would only be watching and to make sure of it I would tie you to a chair so you wouldn't be tempted to join in.
I explained to him how you had told me that you wanted to watch me having sex with another man, and I wanted him to be the man to make that happen. I also explained that I hadn't told you of my plan yet and it was possible you may not want to actually go ahead with your fantasy, so I have arranged for him to come to our house tonight if I send him a text message with our address. I presume from your rock-hard cock that you do want to go ahead with turning your fantasy into reality." She was totally correct as my cock had indeed sprung to attention when she told me what she had arranged. "All you have to do if you really do want a front row seat to watching me fuck another guy is to put the chain around my ankle and I will text him to say tonight will be his lucky night"
Dorothy then put her foot on the bed, so I could fasten the chain around her ankle and when I had done so she picked up her phone and sent a text message. "OK, Mark will be arriving at 7:30 tonight"
For the rest of the day, there was a sense of sexual excitement. Dorothy frequently made comments about how she was looking forward to tonight, how she had been thinking about the fresh cock she was going to get ever since she had made the arrangements a week ago. Every time she commented on what was ahead, it made me think about it, which made my cock harden. She would then rub the swelling in my jeans and say "I can see that you are looking forward to it just as much as I am"
We ate our evening meal around 6pm and Dorothy increased the excitement by telling me how she had been thinking all day about Marks cock filling her pussy and that she had even had to change her knickers because they had become so wet with her juices. She also described how she was going to make sure that I would be getting a good view as she lowered herself onto Marks cock, and would be able to watch as her pussy swallowed him inch by inch. While she was describing the forthcoming events, she casually ran her fingers over the bulge in my jeans and said that I was obviously looking forward to tonight just as much as she was.
When we had finished our meal, Dorothy asked me to put everything in the dishwasher, that she was going upstairs to get ready. She said that perhaps I could bring a couple of drinks upstairs with me when I had loaded the dishwasher (she told me she had put a bottle in the fridge to chill) and I could watch her get dressed for the evening.
When I had loaded the dishwasher, I opened the fridge to see a bottle of champagne with a ribbon tied around it and a little card which I read. It said, 'I am sure this won't be the only cork popping tonight. xxx'. I opened the bottle with a real sense of anticipation and excitement and my cock was yet again rock hard. I poured two glasses and went upstairs to our bedroom.
Dorothy had lit scented candles and laying on the bed was her sexiest black lingerie with stockings, suspenders, a pair of high cut knickers which made her naturally long legs look even longer and a bra which accentuated her ample bosom. On the floor were a pair of high heeled stilettos which I knew would make her legs look fantastic. I thought my cock would burst out of my jeans.
Dorothy was having a shower in our bathroom, and soon returned naked to the bedroom. "Do you think Mark will like my choice of underwear darling?" she asked with a wicked smile, knowing full well the effect it would have on me.
"I am sure he will love it just as much as I do" I replied.
She replied "I am sure he will, but unlike when I have worn them before, HE will be the one taking them off, HIS cock will be the one I will be sucking on, HIS balls will be the ones I am fondling and HIS cock will be the one inside me."
I almost came in my jeans.
For the next half hour I sat in the chair in our bedroom and watched Dorothy style her hair, apply her make-up and then get dressed in the lingerie she had laid out. Finally, she put on a black dress which I had not seen before. It was made of a stretchy fabric that highlighted the curves of her body, and was shorter than she would normally wear coming just half way down her thigh.
"I will be calling Mark in 5 minutes, I can either tell him our address and he will come to our house and I will fuck him while you watch. Or I can apologise and tell him that we have changed our mind and he will not come to our house. What would you like me to tell him?"
My mind was in turmoil, my wife was standing in front of me and was the sexiest woman I had ever seen. My cock was harder than it had ever been before. I had imagined Dorothy fucking another man while I watched for a long time and never admitted it until recently, but had never thought it would really happen. Could I actually go through with it?
Dorothy placed her finger under my chin, tilted my head up and leaned down so her face was just in front of mine. She then said in a very sexy whisper "Whatever choice you make I will always love you darling. Initially I was upset when you told me you wanted me to have sex with another man, but I have come to realise that it is only sex and as long as it is what we both want there is nothing wrong with it. You have made me realise that fucking other men could be enjoyable for both of us and today is when we have to decide if I will fuck another man while you watch. It is obvious what my decision is, and I can see from the bulge in your jeans what your body wants, you just have to decide if it is something your mind can accept. I have to call Mark to let him know our decision, so should I tell him to come here for me to fuck him or not?"
"Please tell him to come here" I answered in a hoarse whisper.
"Are you saying that he should come here so I can fuck him?"
"Yes" I replied
"You need to say the words darling, you need to say that you want him to come here so I can fuck him"