Carol my lovely blond wife and I were masseurs with each of us only massaging clients of our own sex. This was until a terrible cycle accident crippled me from the waist down forcing me to give up work.
We were so short of money the only way I could see to get enough was for Carol to take over some of my male clients. She was reluctant to do this at first, but we were under so much financial pressure she eventually agreed.
Initially her male massage sessions were just that, though I still felt jealous which was why I'd drilled a spy hole without her knowledge. One day the inevitable happened, a client exposed his erection and asked for a hand job, she refused. But our finances were so bad she steeled herself to do it for him the next time for the extra payment he offered.
Amazingly my wife watching had stimulated me so much I regained some feelings in my lower limbs and had an erection for the first time since my accident. It appeared the higher blood pressure my voyeurism created had jumpstarted my otherwise paralysed lower half.
Later a sixty five year old man offered a lot of badly needed money for her to be topless and give him a blowjob. Once again she was disinclined to agree but we'd needed the money so badly she did it. When he made another appointment he stated he wanted to fuck her next time.
My wife didn't say she would and it seemed she'd decided against it until we got a final notice that we would lose our house if we didn't immediately pay a large sum of cash.
Even with this hanging over us she was still unsure if she could go through with it, but the old man used all his years of experience to seduce my lovely wife. He got her worked up and offered so much money to let him fuck her she gave in. He used a condom although he could probably have shot his sperm into her bare backed and impregnated her if he'd wanted.
Each sluttish act my wife performed with another man re-ignited my libido. To the point my penis till recently having no sensation at all, improved so much with the voyeurism I'd got most of my lustful feelings back. In fact I'd been able to wank myself to an orgasm watching my wife do the old man and even been able to stand for a moment.
I didn't let on to her that I was watching her sex acts and managed to lick her swollen labia after the old man had fucked her. Every sex act she performed with other men was helping my crippled lower limbs and cock regenerate their function.
Without her realizing I encouraged her need to do sexual things with her male clients. The more of a slut she became the more it helped my disability retreat. Unfortunately we were still many thousands in debt and liable to lose the house unless she could earn more money.
Carol and I had both been virgins when we married so the old man had been only her second lover. My emotions were mixed, I realized I was a natural voyeur and wife watcher and I got the biggest physical boost to my crippled lower half when I imagined another man impregnating my wife.
On the other hand I wanted to protect her and for it to be my sperm making her babies. She wasn't a natural slut; in fact she was mentally very reticent about any extra marital contact. But as the economics of our debt forced her into prostituting her body her natural sex drive took over and she was soon enthusiastically orgasmic.
No doubt the fact that I'd been unable to make love to her since becoming paralysed had contributed to her needing other sexual release. After all why should I expect her to go without? Although I could again achieve an erection, without watching her wanton behaviour with other men it just didn't get hard, a catch 22 situation.
Carol had bought us some time by earning the money from the old man with her pussy. As she'd paid off enough of our debt, she felt she could now turn down requests from other clients for sexual favours. Logically I should have been delighted but I was actually disappointed, as I needed my full voyeur fix and to recover my lower body function as quickly possible.
The sixty five year old who'd been the only man to cuckold me to date my wife treated as a different case in her morality entirely. He booked up twice every week now and got sex acts from my wife every time. In fact it was obvious to me that Jack had displaced me as her prime sexual partner. Still he paid well and depending on the time of the month got a hand / blowjob or full enthusiastic intercourse when he insisted on always wearing a condom.
It seemed my wife trusted this big blond/grey haired blue eyed old Viking. Perhaps she was rather in love with him as she always screamed at him to impregnate her, although I realized she was originally doing this at his specific request. However I was convinced by the enthusiasm Carol put into begging him for his sperm that she genuinely wanted him to impregnate her.
In fact on a couple of occasions she'd told him not to wear a condom despite her having no other method of birth control. But the old fellow was a gentleman and insisted on wearing one to her obvious disappointment.
After all, the pensioner was paying her so he'd bought the right to do her anyway he wanted. He now asked Carol in the middle of a furious fucking session "Who's the boss, who's the daddy? Is your husband the daddy or am I? I expected her to say I was, but the old basted had waited till my wife was on the brink of her orgasm before asking. She growled as she came, "You are Jack, you're the daddy!"
He said, "Good," as he came in her, "I expect you to always confirm I'm the daddy as well as begging me to impregnate you every time we shag in future! "Yes Jack," she answered, "you're the 'fucking' daddy anyway cos he can't do me anymore!"
One day he shocked Carol and me listening by saying he wanted to fuck her arse. She said no with a definite unapproachable voice. My lovely wife had never allowed me to do her up the arse because she said it wasn't natural and dirty so I hadn't persisted.
The old man pretended he accepted her decision but kept mentioning it again just at her point of orgasm. One day he asked her as she was cumming the hardest I've ever seen her. Offering a lot of money and saying it was his birthday the next week and he wanted her bum as his present. In her ecstasy she shouted, "Yes, YES you can fuck my arse for your birthday!"
But by the next week she'd had second thoughts and been crying on and off all morning. I consoled her hugging her to me telling her everything would work out in the end if we both love each other. She was shaking and said, "But you don't understand Ken, I --!" But she didn't try to explain more; possibly she was ashamed of what she'd promised to do.
She looked me in my eyes and said, "I'd die for you Ken and I'll do anything that's needed to keep our house and home together, but will never betray you! I suspected that this meant she'd made up her mind to refuse to have anal sex with her old lover.
I said, "I know that Carol, I trust you to do whatever you think you need for us. By the way this came this morning." It was another final notice about our arrears of mortgage threatening imminent foreclosure unless a lot of money was paid in by the end of the week.
Carol read it silently, started crying and shaking again then said, "I love you so much Ken, I'll sort this out someway for our future! My cock immediately sprang to attention at the very thought of the sixty-five year old taking my wife's anal virginity while I watched him do her.
He'd been only the second man to fuck her cunt but it now seemed likely that he'd be the first to shag her arse. My emotions were confused; I was both apprehensive and jealous at the same time. Already she'd sucked him off despite never doing it for me her husband, now this would be the second sexual treat he'd beaten me to.
The day came and she gave him a naked massage, he being the only man she didn't drape with a towel. She was still nervous with little tears running down her cheeks. Carol drew in a deep breath and started to say, "Jack – I don't think I," Before she said any more Jack kissed her hard on the lips, cutting short her negative protestations.
She tried to break away but he was kissing her more passionately now and his hand vigorously rubbed her breasts and kitty. He was quite a psychologist this pensioner, he didn't bug her again about it just laid her on the bench and fingered her anus and clit at the same time.
She was getting extremely worked up but he didn't let her cum. Instead he rubbed massage oil into her anus, trying to penetrate her with his finger while she clenched her sphincter muscles to prevent him doing so. But he persisted slowly entering her puckered hole with one finger then two.
Gradually with Jack manipulating her clit and fingering her anus she weakened, saying in a low voice, "Alright Jack you can try to do me – there, but you've got to promise to stop if it hurts me too much?" Jack smiled and said softly, "Of course I'll be gentle Carol I love you too much to hurt you."
Jack had again said the right seductive things; by doing so he was going to get his way with my wife again. My cock was painfully hard and not only was I able to stand I was moving from foot to foot.
Wantonly my lovely wife lowered herself off of the table and bent over pulling her buttocks apart to give Jack full access. I could clearly see her soaking swollen labia and puckered anus both twitching with lustful anticipation.
