My name is Rob McMillan and I manage a major branch of a rather large shipping firm. I have been happily married for twenty years to a gal I met in college. Erika is a beautiful blond Swede with long tan legs and really great tits.
An employee of mine, Art Lloyd, tried to get my job by blackmail. He sent me anonymous e-mails with pictures he said were of my wife and her lover. My reaction to the whole thing was highly inappropriate. I was sexually aroused by pictures I thought were of my wife with another man. Somehow my wife and I got through it.
But I came out of it with a new sexual fetish that I did not know I had. I was aroused by the thought of my wife fucking another man. With my encouragement my wife began an affair with an old college boyfriend. She wouldn't let me watch but telling me about their sex had given me sexual pleasure beyond anything I had ever experienced before. They spent a weekend together once or twice each month.
Erika and I seemed young again at forty-two! She had always traveled with me on business trips but now we seemed to have a lot more fun. We were presently in Chicago for a meeting of the corporate board. As the manager of a major branch I was expected to attend and participate in each board meeting.
The chairman of our board was a capable and fun loving gentleman named William R. Fuller. He was "Billy" to his friends and close associates. He was fifty years old but looked younger. He was tall and attractive – handsome some of the women said and he had a reputation for playing around – discretely of course.
Billy and I had been close friends in addition to business associates for years. Erika and I had helped him through a very rough divorce, which was expensive because his wife had caught him in flagrante delicto and got a very good settlement. He had always had a "thing" for Erika and every time we were together he made a ritual pass at her, which by now had become a joke since she always laughed and said no.
Billy and Erika and I were having dinner at the Peninsula Hotel and then a bit of dancing to soft music. Billy was dancing with my wife and I watched him put his hand on her ass as he always did and I waited for her to laugh and remove it as usual. But this time she did not remove his hand. Instead she pulled him close and whispered in his ear. I could see them whispering to each other intensely as he continued to play with her ass.
When he brought her back to the table she did not sit down but took my hand and led me out onto the dance floor.
"He made his usual pass," she said.
"Yeah. I saw him playing with your ass. What did you say?"
"I told him that a few months ago we discovered that you liked to watch."
"Jesus! What did he say then?"
Erika chuckled, "We had a very frank conversation, darling."
"What the hell does THAT mean?" I asked.
"I told him you might like to watch him fuck me," she said with a chuckle.
"Jesus. You said it just like that?"
"Just like that baby and I let him keep playing with my ass. When this dance is over I'm going to the ladies room and you two can talk. He knows that watching me fuck another guy turns you on."
I was suddenly scared. Billy had been a close friend for years but now he knew my most private secret. How do I talk to a guy that knows that?
"What the hell do I say?" I asked, desperation in my voice.
Erika laughed, "There's only ONE thing to say baby. And it's a question."
"What's that question?"
"Would you like to fuck my wife while I watch?" Erika said and then threw her head back and laughed loudly at the classic cuckold's question.
"I can't say that!"
"Do you want to watch me spread my legs for him?"
"Of course I do."
"Poor baby!" She said with a chuckle. "I know it's not easy but you're gonna have to say something like that. Think of a clever way."
Then she laughed again like this was the funniest thing that had ever happened to me.
"How the hell do I say that and sound clever?"
"Listen darling," she said very seriously. "I could tell by his reaction that he was not shocked. Only surprised that a close friend of many years had discovered a new ... a new ... well, shall we say ... recreation. I have a feeling he's met couples like us before. He's experienced. He sounded real interested."
"So you think he's really serious about this?" I asked.
"Yeah I do. I know you want to watch me fuck a guy and he's your best chance. Billy will be safe and regular. Darling I know you're nervous because this is your first time. You're embarrassed. But just relax and keep your sense of humor. A lot of couples do this. Try to laugh and joke about it because that will reduce your embarrassment. Okay?"
"Okay," I said, as the music stopped and we headed for the table. "I'll try to say something. I don't know what."
When we got to the table Erika excused herself and headed for the ladies' room. I sat down with Billy. He smiled at me warmly but I felt very nervous and ashamed. He'd been a close friend for years. How can I ask him that question? My brain was racing trying to think of what to say. We sat in silence for several minutes until finally he spoke.
"How long have you known?" Billy said softly in a friendly manner, moving his chair closer to mine.
"Several months," I said. It was hard to talk. I was almost shaking. I felt like a pervert. Shit! I WAS a pervert!
"How many guys have fucked her?" He asked almost in a whisper but in a matter-of-fact fashion.
"Only one," I answered. "An old college boyfriend."
"Do they let you watch?"
"No," I said. "But I want to."
"Is he doing her regular?" Billy asked in the same soft confidential manner.
"A couple of weekends a month. She tells me about it and I get excited and ... well you know," I said, remembering jacking off with a picture in my head of Ben Ziegler fucking her.
