For some while now my wife and I have been playing out our sexual fantasies when we made love, or just had pure lustful sex. Some times I was the headmaster and she the student teacher, or other times she was the woman in the lingerie shop who called me in off the street to seek my opinion (I always liked that one).
More recently my wife started to play the role of the woman who comes home from a hen's night where the male strippers had got her hot and in need of a good fuck. I could either play the surprised husband or the taxi driver taking her home. This scene was out of left field but a lot of fun all the same as these nights she really went off.
This became the most common fantasy we had and just the mere mention of it meant I would get lucky that night for certain. For a few weeks it didn't change much until one night it took a big turn. Just as I being the surprised husband about to sink his cock into his excited wife, she said "yes fuck my cunt, I want to feel another cock in me tonight", this was followed by "the stripper had such a huge cock I hope I am not too stretched for you".
I sunk into her cunt right up to the balls and let go. Had I heard her right and was this the natural progression of our fantasy play? I had cum too fast for her so she reached into her bedside draw and got her favourite dildo out and continued to fuck herself as I lay next to her panting for breath. I watched the dildo go in and out, her pussy lips being pushed inside and pulled out with the motion of the dildo. "Yes watch my lover fuck me honey, watch him screw me hard. Oh, oh I'm cumming" and with that she screamed and shuddered.
She slowly rubbed the dildo up and down her pussy as she made little humming noises that matched the sound coming from the device covered in my cum. I waited for her to come back to earth and I said "how good was that? I bet you enjoyed that one."
"You have no idea how intense that was" she said with a wicked little smile on her face. "It really felt good knowing you were watching me as I fucked myself" she said. She looked at me and propped herself up on one elbow and gently touched my face and said "I hope I didn't shock you with that, but I have been dying to yell out that someone else is fucking me for ages."
"Well it did surprise me a bit" I said, "I didn't know you would go off like that and I really didn't know you thought that much about screwing someone else." Even as I spoke these words I was starting to get hard again and I replayed the sight of my wife getting herself off over in my mind.
"Oh well she said, there you are then. It's all good clean fun" and with that she put the dildo away and jumped off the bed and walked into the bathroom. The door closed and I heard the shower go on, well she had made a mess of herself. I could hear her singing softly to herself as she showered, so I guess she was pretty happy with herself.
Life went back to normal and over the next two weeks I was too busy at work to spend much time with my wife and I was certainly too tired at the end of the day to play bedroom gymnastics.
I called my wife on the Tuesday to let her know that there had been a security breech in the company's factory in Germany, and I had to fly out that afternoon. Could she pack my bag and meet me at the airport with it? I begged her to include some of the digital pictures I had printed off that showed her spread out on the bed. I tried to impress upon her that I could be away for weeks and the wanking material would come in very handy, so to speak. There was no way I could persuade her as she was afraid of either customs finding them or some government locking me up for being a porn importer.
So away I went, all on my own with the possibility of being away for weeks and no visual stimulation to remind me of what was at home. I would just have to use my imagination and memory.
The security breech was worse than we thought and in today's climate it was going to take a long time to clean up and secure. I called home and told my wife that I would be away for at least a month. To say she was unhappy would be an understatement, but after I called her back we talked it out and agreed that it was unavoidable.
The first week went OK with more time spent at work than at rest, with eating on the run and calling home when I could. On the first Sunday I finally got back to my room at a reasonable hour and I decided to take a leisurely shower. As I soaped myself up I started to feel the lack of contact with my wife for the past week. The soaping of the wedding tackle got fairly vigorous and when the lather just got too silly for words I decided it was time for a long phone call home.
I dried myself and enjoying the freedom of being naked as I lay on the bed and called my wife. It was early morning at home and she wasn't really ready to wake up yet, but what the hell I was damn horny.
We chatted for a while before I finally confessed that I was as horny as hell and could really use some phone sex. Now my wife has always been dead against phone sex and today proved to be no different and she was very annoyed that I had awoken her to try to have a wank. I knew I had to get off the phone and fix myself up, so I ended the conversation by saying "I bet if you had a boyfriend there you would be awake." Silence was the return so I said goodbye, hung the phone up and went looking for the hand cream in the bathroom.
As I lay on the bed I found myself fantasising that she was at home taking another man's cock in her mouth. I stroked my ever hardening prick with the thought of another man making her pussy wet building my excitement to an unbearable level. As I imagined her spreading her legs for the big guy to guide his large tool into her almost virginal cunt I exploded in one of the largest orgasms ever.
Another week passed with sporadic phone calls home until again on the Sunday I called home explaining that I had a bit of spare time and would like to catch up with life back at home. She slowly said to me "now don't be upset with me, but I have done it."
"Done what?" I asked thinking that it must be something terrible like crashing my car, selling my golf clubs, backing her car into the boat or letting the home brew beer go cold in the keg.
"I have slept with another man. You understand, I have taken you at your word and I have felt the pleasure of another man's cock inside me." Silence followed that bomb shell and I wasn't sure I had heard right.
