Those of you who haven't read chapter 1 should do so to learn how my shy, conservative wife changed overnight to a woman ready to try new things in bed.
We did not realize it at the time, but our sexual relation was changing. I would get very hard while we made out but, the moment I was to penetrate my wife I would lose it, I would go soft, and no amount of coaxing would change it. Jenn persuaded me we should get help. The doctor prescribed Viagra and that kept me hard, but I was bothered with nausea for the rest of the day. A sex therapist finally explained what was happening. He said I am a voyager. He told us many cuckolds enjoy masturbating to thoughts or images of their wife with another man even more than having penetrative sex with their spouse themselves.
This issue was about to be resolved with the return of Bill after three months of training. Jenn was very excited when she told me that on Saturday she had a date with Bill. The week passed quickly; Saturday was taken up with shopping for a completely new wardrobe including sexy under garments.
When we got home, Jenn went to our bedroom and called me up after her shower to "trim" her pussy. After the usual warnings about no playing around, she explained she wanted the landing strip style.
Looking at my wife lying there with her beautiful legs spread; her pussy damp with precum, brought images of another man preparing to penetrate her lovely body. I was jealous, questioning my sanity, but mostly intensely excited at the thought of what would happen soon.
Later when Jenn came down, she looked stunning. I told her she looked good enough to eat. She smiled and came to me. She said, "Hugs but no kissing." As we embraced Jenn reached down to squeeze my raging hard-on, she looked up smiling and said, "don't wear this out now."
I whimpered, "I won't." struggling with intense cuckold angst.
I watched Jenn's car pull out into the street then immediately went to my favorite porn site and had a half hour edging session before I came a huge load. I had a small supper then watched the football game. The game wasn't very exciting but my thoughts of what was happening with Jenn got me rock hard again. Online, I contacted my cuckold friends, and we discussed our feelings. Two of them in the chat room were, like me, at home while their wife was out getting satisfied by her lover.
About 9:30 I got a text from Jenn, "all is good leaving restaurant now."
I decided to get ready for bed and soon, in bed, I was bringing my raging hardon to the edge again. I tried to stop before cumming but went too far and had something like a ruined orgasm. Sleep came quickly and in what seemed like moments I felt Jenn slip into bed.
We kissed and cuddled but I couldn't get hard. I guess I had, "worn it out." Jenn was not bothered by my dilemma she just sat up and asked if I wanted to hear what happened. "Sure," I said.
Jenn's story:
When I got in the car I sat for a moment and thought, "This is weird, here I am a happily married women for almost a quarter of a century, getting ready to drive to meet a lover I have only known for a few months. Not only for a date, but I was sure I would have sex with him tonight! I was so wet it was a good thing I put extra tissue in my panties. I looked at my hands on the steering wheel and thought about the wedding rings I was wearing. Al and I had discussed if he was OK with me going out on date with my rings on. He said it is my choice.
Once I was on the road, I realized driving when you are sexcited should be treated like driving under the influence, I had to focus for moment before I drove away. I liked the idea of wearing my rings.
When I arrived in the lounge, I quickly noticed Bill seated in a slightly secluded part of the room. He motioned me over and we embraced! I am sure if the room were empty, we would have made out there and then. I shuddered when I felt his arms move around me. The server broke our spell when he asked us what we wanted to drink.
We sat together on one side to the table, something Al and I never do. Bill's hand soon started to explore my body below the table. It took restraint on our part to control our urge to go straight to Bill's room. We danced. Bill is an OK dancer but nothing close to Allan.
After a light meal and a couple glasses of wine we headed for Bill's room. The elevator was empty for part of the way and when we arrived at our floor we almost forgot to get out.
Once in the room, Bill offered me a drink, but I was in no mood for a drink, my whole body was craving to shed my clothes and feel Bills hands explore my sex. We kissed deep French kisses and fumbled with buttons and zippers till we were standing completely naked. I looked down at Bills hard cock and knew what I wanted RIGHT NOW!
I lay on the bed and motioned Bill to mount me immediately; I was so wet further foreplay was completely unnecessary. I came instantly, it was intense, it was long and soon Bill said, "I am cumming!" I could feel my pussy gripping Bills cock pulling the cum from his body.
After, I must have fainted momentarily since the next thing I recall is us looking at each other lying on our sides. We talked quietly about the last three months. I told Bill about my adventures with the strippers he told me of his with one of the girls on the training course.
Soon we were locked together kissing and touching. I positioned myself to give Bill a blowjob. When I tried to deep throat him, I realized Bill is a little bigger than Al; however, I was soon able to deep throat him so deep his balls touched my chin. Bill wanted to hold off till he was back in me, so he grabbed a condom. I offered to put it on Bill but soon realized that, like tying a tie, it is easier to do it on oneself than someone else.
