OK, this is pure fantasy. Like many guys the idea of having an open marriage has always been intriguing. Now that is not the same opinion as my wife. So this is a bit of my fantasy that opens the doors in a way that she takes the steps to increase the opportunities of the road to extended pleasure. What if she really wanted to have another guy? What would that be like?
It has been a great 30 plus years of marriage and I've been teasing my Cath for at least fifteen years about what would she think of switching it up with another guy. She'd always bop me in the arm, call me a perv and frown with bright eyes as she walk off.
Even more often now, while she is stroking my cock and rubbing my balls, I ask her if she would like to stroke on a much larger cock? I ask, "would you like a nice 10 incher to stroke, watching if swell in you hand and feel those attached balls getting hard in your hand?" Cath always says she is satisfied with my size and can't imagine anything larger than my cock fitting in her. But I notice that she will take a longer and slower stroke on my cock and hold my balls in a bouncing lifting way. As if she was trying to stretch my cock larger and feel the weight of my balls getting heavier.
I keep at this game of suggestion, planting the idea for Cath to fantasize about taking another lover. I keep suggesting how it would be to feel another set of lips making their way down her shoulder to her delicious nipple. How she could enjoy the different caress of another set of hands working over her hips, over her ass cheeks and fingers slipping to her mound, finding her wet lips. I'm whispering in her ear all of this as I let my fingers and lips follow each sentence spoken. Her response is to moan and to guide my head to her full breast and rapidly hardening nipple.
"That's it" I say, "imagine the guy at the beach here now, kissing your nipple. It's his long powerful fingers brushing over your mound. It is his tongue dancing across your nipple, first on your left breast, now sliding across to your right, his lips closing as that nipple hardens, pulling on it with his lips and his tongue darting on the tip." "Good!, open your legs as his fingers rub around and over your swelling lips, his middle finger slipping between your folds as his hand moves back upwards. The tip of that finger now settling on your swelling clit... Feel how his finger presses, throbs, vibrates and circle on your luv button. That's it, push your pelvis onto his hand. Let go and enjoy as he takes you to exxstacy."
Amazingly Cath openly responds to my suggestions and reaches a full body quivering orgasm. Her eyes are squeezed shut and her face is fully flushed with pleasure. As her breathing returns to normal her eyes open, glazed in the aftermath of exxstacy, I ask her if she enjoyed her imaginary man from the beach. She just coyly smiles and and pulls me on top of her. "I want you inside of me, NOW!" she says.
The excitement and heat of the moment subsided and I asked Carh if she wanted to go out to dinner and maybe a little dancing afterward. She said "Sure!" and I slapper her lovingly on the ass as she headed to the shower. I looked through her closet and picked out a tight fitting dress that has spaghetti straps and a bodice that is braless and cut just at the start of her cleavage. It is mid-thigh in length with a slight flair at the bottom. I found her three inch ankle strap heels and dug in her draw to find her sheer black thigh-highs and bikini cut panties. Now Cath is 5'6" and a size 6 with 36C breast.
When she walked out of the bathroom her reddish auburn hair was blown dry and sexily flowing over her bare shoulders. Her eye got really bright when she saw what cloths I had laid out. She blushed and gave a wry smile. I asked her to do up her eye makeup really nice and match the colors to the dark blue dress. Her brown eyes are really sexy with upper and lower eye liner all accented by blue to smokey black eye shadow.
As she was dressing, I had a difficult time not wanting her to stop at each addition of clothing to ravish her. She finally chased me out of the bed room. As I was leaving, I mentioned that I thought we would go the Beth Page Hotel. I told her about a gent I met a business networking group and that he invited us out to get together there that would have a light buffet and dancing all night. She thought that would be fine. I told her Dave was a executive with a company on Long Island that we might be able to do business with in the future. I said that I had no expectations for business talk this evening but you never know.
A short while later Cath came out of the bedroom... I was jaw dropping stunned by her. Her face beamed, her eyes twinkled... sensuous yet a little slutty.... her lips a deep rose red that accented to her hair and that cheshire cat smile she can get. My eye followed the flow of her form... her bare shoulders and titillating cleavage... her narrow waist and exciting hips... OHhhh I wanted to grab those hips... and looking at her legs... my favorite ankle strap heels on those shapely feet with dark hose - I wanted to caress them ... following up to her skirt line just at mid-thigh as I was hoping to see. She twirled and the skirt portion of the dress flowed out so that if you were sitting you could get a hinted tease of the tops of her thigh highs. Mmmm I told her she was absolutely gorgeous and I'll have to go into my o'l military mode to fight the guys off. She giggled and said "in my dreams and she's only for me". I responded by taking her into my arms with a hug and the feel of her full breast pushed against my chest. With her heels on, we were eyeball to eyeball... looking deep into her eyes I told her how much I loved her and that I was the luckiest guy around. She smiled and lightly kissed me.
As we got into the car she did something that she normally doesn't do, she let her dress pull up along her legs and exposed her thighs higher than her shy, formal self would otherwise allow. I got a good eye full of her inner thighs as one leg stepped into the car... seeing all the way up to her panty covered pussy.... then she slowly pulled her right leg into the car... she smiled up at me. My mind was wondering at this point since I've never in 36 years of marriage, seen her do that. Miss prim and proper in public showing her legs like that?
When we pulled up to the Beth Page Hotel, I asked Cath if she had brought her contact solution and container. She asked "Why?" I replied "Well, this looks like a nice place and I may have a few drinks. It would be safer to spend the night. What do you think?" She looked at me and said, "it so happens I was thinking the same thing so I did throw a small bag together. You were so goggly eyed looking at my legs that you didn't see me put the bag in the back when I got in the car." "Sounds like a plan then!" I said, "I'll get us checked in and let the car hop park the rig."
I got out of the care andI saw the car hops eyes widen when he opened the door to let Cath out. Her dress had scooted up to the tops of her thigh-highs and she made no attempt to smooth it down as she would have if we were going to church. I know he was getting a great look down the front of her dress too. When she reached around to grab her bag from behind my seat.... I know she was giving him one heck of a thigh shot.. I know... I was around the car by this time and I was seeing the tops of her stockings and bare thigh too.... What has gotten into her? I have to admit I liked it.
The car hop took her hand and she exited the vehicle, standing tall and erect, full of confidence yet with a blush on her face for just getting caught with her skirt up. Bright eyed and a smile she stepped forward and took my arm. Proud as a peacock, I lead her through the doors.