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It's a Friday night, I'm driving home from work, dreading the upcoming weekend. I won't see Caleb, my son, this is his mom's weekend. It's been his first week of school, I can't help but wonder what he'll be doing, I know he's got a cross country meet tomorrow, maybe I'll drive the hour up and watch him, even if I do get shit about it from Elissa.
She moved out to live with her parents right after school ended in June. She told me when she left that it's just a separation, not a divorce, not yet, but I'm not sure about that. I caught her having an affair last winter, I was pissed as hell but I didn't throw her ass out. I still love her, and if this becomes permanent that'll mean I'll only see my son every other weekend until he gets too busy in high school to want to spend time with his old man.
The weather's beautiful, as late August can be sometimes. The day is warm, mid-80's. I stop for a sandwich and a beer at a dive I frequent, I'm in no mood to cook. When I get off the freeway I roll the window down, it's absolutely gorgeous. I think I'll take a dip in the pool tonight.
My friend, Chris, keeps telling me I ought to start dating. I've known him since just after I got out of college. We play golf together, we've got a 9:12 tee time Sunday. Maybe I'll invite him to come over to my place after with his wife and daughter to have a cookout in the afternoon.
Randi's a nice person, she and Elissa get along pretty well. She told me once she was as shocked as I was when she found out about Elissa's affair. She's good looking too, I've fantasized about her when I was screwing Elissa; you know, the idea that helps you get hard after a decade or so of marriage. But, of course, nothing ever happened.
When I pull into my driveway about twenty minutes after sunset, I see Randi's car there. Hmmm, maybe they stopped over, they know they can use the pool anytime they want, we have that kind of relationship. I've come home many a night to find Elissa, Randi and Chris in the pool, waiting for me with a pitcher of drinks. And they've been over quite a bit this summer, at least once a week, making sure I'm not going to put my head in the oven because Elissa left me. Good, I'll have some company tonight. I hope they brought some booze with them, my larder's a little low, I need to make a run to the liquor store.
I figure I'll change into my trunks and then join them, but as I pass through the kitchen and peep into the backyard, I get a little shock. Randi's on the side of the pool, much as she always is, reclining against the rim, doing leg-lifts, her husband's nowhere in sight. But instead of her usual black one-piece swimming suit, she's wearing nothing but skin. My mind tells me to look away, but my eyes won't follow the directions. Her breasts are more perky than I would have expected in a woman her age, the nipples are slightly pointed. Below her belly button I see a thin strip of dark strands that contrast with the blond hair pulled back on her head. And below that I can see the narrow slit between her legs.
I stare at her for maybe twenty seconds. Long enough to know that I'm being a creep, not nearly as long as I'd like to watch the movements of her legs as she exercises, the way her boobs bounce with each upheaval of a thigh. I force my eyes to look away, I head into the bedroom and take only moments to put on my trunks. The window in there faces the pool, I turn the light on, this alerts Randi she's got company. I guess I expect she'll wrap herself in a towel or put her suit on, but she simply sinks into the water, letting that cover her nakedness.
I crack the glass door of the kitchen. "Hi!"
"Hello, Ben!" she responds. "Thought I'd come over and take a swim after dinner. Chris is out with friends tonight."
"No problem. You want a drink?"
"Sure. That'd be nice."
"I think I've got some vodka, is that all right?"
"Sure. Any tonic?"
"I'll see," I say.
Yes, surprisingly I've got enough vodka for maybe four short drinks, and two bottles of tonic. I mix the ice, alcohol and mixer in plastic cups, of course there's no lime but we'll survive, and I take them out into the yard. By this time, Randi's swimming laps, it's almost too dark to see, but I can make out the blond hair and the whiteness of her ass as she swims away from me. "Come and get it!" I call, putting the cups on the side of the pool and slipping into the water. Randi swims towards me, slouches in the water so her nudity won't be seen, takes a large sip of the drink.
"I hope you don't mind that I didn't wear a suit," she suggests. "It was just too nice of a night and I was here all by myself."
"No, of course not." Perhaps my voice is a little high, thinking there's a naked woman just a few feet away. "Did anybody see you?"
"I think maybe a teenager got a look through the fence, I heard something. I didn't mind, it's nothing he hasn't seen on the internet." Her voice is calm and lively. "You and Elissa came out here with nothing on sometimes, didn't you?"
"Long after dark, when we were sure Caleb was asleep, sometimes." I remember the times my wife and I made love in the warm water.
"It's dark enough. Why don't you take your trunks off?" Randi urges. She's right, the sky is rapidly dimming, if I stay in the water no one would notice. I slip them off and toss them onto the concrete with a loud plopping sound. "Doesn't that feel better? I always wanted to ask you if maybe we could do that, the four of us."
"Elissa would split a gut, you know how prissy she can be sometimes." We both laugh at the way my wife would sometimes be so uptight. Randi and I relax, our arms hanging out of the pool. I think I can see her boobies floating on top of the water, I wonder if Randi knows I'm half erect thinking of her.
"I talked to her this week," Randi said, "she seems to be moving on. Can I ask, do you and she ever get together?"
"Every once in awhile. I've suggested a counselor, she says she's thinking about it, but I don't think she'll show up. And I think she's still seeing that guy she fucked, the one I caught her with. My guess is it's pretty well over."
"Would you take her back?"
"Sure . . . Probably," I admitted. "We'd have to work out a lot of issues. I've asked her, but now that Caleb's in his new school, I don't think she'd take him out. But if she wanted to come back, I'd try."
"Can I ask, have you dated at all?"
"No. I had a drink with a girl at the office, but when I asked her if she wanted to get dinner, she said she didn't want to be the rebound person. I guess I'll have to figure it out if Elissa stays away."
"It won't be hard for you, you know you're handsome. And charming."
"You think so?" I ask.
"I've always thought so. When we were out with the girls, we rated our guys and you always were near the top. You'll do fine."
We shut up for a few minutes, sip our drinks. Randi swims away, I follow her. We do a few laps up and down the pool, every once in awhile our arms or knees bump accidentally. When we stop, we finish up our drinks. "Another one?"
"You want me to make it?" she asks.
"Okay."
I hear the water swish as she climbs out, I can dimly make out her body as she heads for the kitchen. The light is switched on, but she's out of sight, I hear the ice tinkle. A couple of moments later, I see her briefly through the screen door, full frontal nudity, before the light is switched off. She puts the drinks on the concrete, I sense her swish back into the water.
"Where were we? Oh yes, you won't be lonely long, I promise." She's standing in water up to her neck, somehow she seems a bit closer than before. "Girls will be swarming all over you." I feel the softness of her flesh bump into my arm as she turns to me, I feel a sensation, almost a flash, go through my body. "You know, I've always wondered what you'd be like in bed."
"You have?"
"Of course. You've wondered about me, haven't you? I've felt it, sometimes, in the way you look at me." She flows closer, I feel two soft points brush against my chest, she raises her face, takes my head in her hands, I let it droop, our lips meet. Her tongue enters my mouth, I feel it bump against my teeth. Our bodies are as close as possible now, our chests and belly pressed together, she floats on the water, her arms around my shoulders, as if she's climbing a tree. "Touch me, Ben, let me feel you."
I ignore the clanging in my head that says I'm being unfaithful to my estranged wife, the sense that somehow I'm not being fair to Randi's husband, my friend, Chris. Sudden passion is compelling me to let Randi have what she wants. I hold her ass with both of my hands, stroll a few feet into still deeper water, where I can barely stand. I lift her, she folds her legs around my waist, I raise her until her nipples are at the level of my mouth, I kiss and suck on them, I hear her coo. One of her hands is searching below, my dick is in her palm, she's stroking it. I sense her slip just a bit in my arms, I realize she's pointing my cock directly at her hole, then swiftly I feel the shaft being surrounded by soft skin, warmer than the water by far. For the first time in a dozen years, I'm making love to a woman who's name isn't Elissa.
"How does that feel?" Randi asks. I'm trying to maintain my upright stance, we're not moving at all.
"Wonderful," I respond.
Her arms are around my neck, her legs around the small of my back, I'm buried deep inside her. "How long has it been since you've made love?" she asks.
"Seven weeks. I took Elissa to a hotel."
"Then you've got to be ready. Go ahead and use me, dear, do anything you want." Her arms slip from my shoulders, she floats almost horizontally, my hands slip to her waist, I can pull or push her as I want to. She's light as a kitten in the water, I manipulate her for my selfish pleasure, all he while she's whining, "That's it, enjoy yourself." A few thrusts, I pull her groin as close to mine as possible, I feel the semen rise. "Fill me up," Randi encourages, "come inside me." And I do, it seems as if a liter of my juice spurts into her, I lose my balance, we falter in the water, I continue to squirt. We're severed now, just a few seconds before I'm totally done. After she regains her balance, she swims to me, we embrace, kiss. "That was nice," she declares, "how was it for you?"
"Wonderful, just wonderful."
Holding hands, we wade back to where our drinks are, we each swallow a long draft of the vodka. "I think I'm ready to get out now," she announces, "come with me?" We climb out and Randi grabs a pool towel, begins to rub me. I stand, letting her attend to me. In addition to my chest, legs and back, she takes care to ensure my privates are dry. She handles my penis as if it's an old, valued friend. Likewise, I towel her off, joyously feeling her breasts, her ass and her pussy. We head into the house, I manage to find a bottle of wine, uncork it and pour us two glasses. She leads me to the den, sits on the soft shaggy carpet, I join her.
We lie together, stroking and kissing, she's no longer just a friend now, she's my lover. "You're not sorry we did that?" she asks.
"God no! I don't feel guilty at all, at least not about Elissa. After all, she's screwed around on me. But what about Chris?" Her husband.
"Don't worry about that. It's okay."
"Really?" Is this the way Elissa acted when she cheated on me?
"Yes, really. Chris and I have sort of an arrangement. In fact, we talked about whether I should be here tonight, if it's too soon for you. I told him I didn't think it was."
"So he knows you're here right now? What we're doing?"
"I have his permission. And, when he's with a lady, he has mine. Neither one of us does it that often. We just both feel sometimes it's better to scratch an itch than to pretend you don't have it."
I'm not sure just how I feel about that. But I'm not going to worry too much about it, not right now, not when I have my hands full of a willing woman. "What do you want?" I ask.
"I'm not done yet, not if you don't want to be. Make love to me."
I begin by kissing her forehead, her eyelids. Before I married, I sowed my wild oats; for that matter, Elissa did as well, even more than I. It was only when we got pregnant that we decided it was time to walk down the aisle. But I haven't been with another woman in over a decade, this playmate is as exciting as a trip to somewhere exotic. When I cup and suckle at Randi's breast her nipple hardens more easily, she sucks her breath briskly. The skin of her stomach is somehow creamier than my wife's, the ass much more rounded. As I crawl between her legs, I see her clit is pinker, larger, juts out from the surrounding skin further. When I lick it, the interior seems more moist. Is this from the sperm I deposited earlier? Elissa would never let me go there afterwards, yet Randi is enthusiastic. She seems to be having an orgasm, her wiggling is brisker than my wife, the way she pulls my head into her privates encourages me to tongue the button hard, her gasps are louder and longer.
I try to keep Randi there for as long as I can, and she stays up for an incredible stretch. Finally she pushes me away with a compliment. "Oh, how do you know just how to eat me? You're fantastic." After a few minutes of rest, gasping flat on her back as I stroke her torso, she bends to me. "Your turn now."
Surprisingly, she sucks on my nipple! I don't remember this ever happening to me. She even nips at it with her teeth, lightly. All the while she's holding my prick in her palm, measuring how her bites are being successful. She's not subtle about dipping her head to my groin, I feel the rod encircled by her lips. It's so wonderful, this warmth, this wetness, and for many minutes she bobs and twists on it. As she sucks, I'm fondling a boob, she twists and I can insert a finger deep into her wet tunnel. She starts to squeak again in pleasure, when I hold my prick between my thumb and forefinger, I'm surprised to find I'm rigid again.
"Ready?" she asks, and when I nod my head she brusquely throws one leg over my hips, with a hand she points the intruder at it's target, and she drops onto me. I can heft a globe, help her move by grabbing at her hips. For awhile as she glides, she looks to me, catching an eye, smiling in our shared delight. But then I see her eyelids droop, her nostrils flare, her cheeks and chest pink, I hear her cries of passion. We shift, she's slumping on a couch, I'm kneeling between her legs, it's my turn to supply the onslaught. For a moment I feel the hairs on the back of my neck stiffen, I seem ready to come again, but for some unknown reason my body refuses to take the hurdle. She pushes me away, just for a second, leans over the coffee table, I prostrate myself behind her, push into her once more. This seems to incite her again, I manage to get her howling in pleasure for (by my count) a third time.
Another shift, she's lying on her back on the rug, uncoiling her legs. I spread myself over her, impale her anew, her ankles link behind my back. She's telling me not to stop, to let it go, and somehow I find the energy to spew for the second time of the evening, pumping myself inside her as deeply as possible, every drop of elixir I have filling her. Do I black out, lose consciousness? Perhaps, for I don't remember much for a few seconds, and then I become aware she's laughing, tousling my hair. I fall beside her, she covers me with a long leg, an arm that lingers over my chest, a hand that fiddles with the sparse hairs between my nipples.
We smile together. "I knew you were going to be a good lover."
"You had this planned?" I laugh.
"When a naked woman shows up in your backyard, that's a pretty good indication you're gonna get laid!"
We cuddle together, massaging erotic zones and others without a specific purpose, just to tease. I ask, "How long have you been planning this?"
"Oh, a long time, a short time. I've dreamed about you for years. For that matter, Chris had a thing for Elissa. We talked about a foursome with you many a time, but the right opportunity never happened. If something like that had happened, let's say we all got naked one night in your swimming pool, do you think you would have gone for it?"
"I don't know. Maybe. I always thought you were sexier than hell. But Elissa and I never talked about it. Maybe, if we would have done something like that, Elissa wouldn't have needed to cheat on me."
"When you found out, were you jealous?"
"Intensely. I was pissed she'd fucked somebody. But even more than that, I was livid that she lied to me about it, covered it up for so long. I might have been able to excuse the screwing around. But she never asked me to forgive her, just told me it wasn't that big of a deal, I should just get over it. Are you ever jealous of Chris? Or the other way around?"
"When I first knew he was going to be with a lover - he asked me if he could - I had a pretty bad time of it. But he promised he'd always love me, that he'd stay with me, that he wouldn't do it if I didn't want him to. So I got over it. When I took up with a guy at my office, Chris really wanted to know what was going on, but it seemed sort of good. Sort of cared about, I guess."
"I wish Elissa and I could have had that," I complain.
Randi yawns, starts to indicate that she might be leaving. "I wish you could stay," I yearn.
"Do you want me to? Chris and I talked about it, he was thinking that this might be the first time, and you could be lonely after. Michelle's at a slumber party, she won't be home until tomorrow afternoon. So I could stay, just tonight. I'll have to leave by nine or so. And this can't happen very often. Let me text Chris, let him know."
I admire her in the glow of the cell phone. Randi and her husband ding back and forth a couple of times, then she leans into me, kisses me.
As we crawl between the covers, I wonder about my future with this wife of another man, with my own wife, with, perhaps, other women I'll meet. It seems that suddenly - and rather unexpectedly - I find myself in the deep end.
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The three of us started our drive to Mexico with great anticipation of seeing Tijuana and sightseeing in San Diego and the Hollywood/LA area. The first day of driving ended on the Mexican border in a town called San Ysidro, just across from Tijuana. Sue looked up at me and eagerly asked, "Whose bed am I in tonight?" I couldn't help but say, "Dan's...as long as you're still ok with everything?" She replied that she didn't want to be asked if she was ok with something every time "something" was taking place as it took away from the experience. And with that she said, "It's been a long drive. I need to take a shower before I go to bed and suggest you both do the same." She then went into the shower.
I told Dan that he should set the tone for the week and begin it by joining Sue in the shower...but I wanted him to leave the door open so I could look in. He was happy to oblige.
I looked in on them a couple of times and enjoyed watching them together. I saw Sue through the glass shower door, naked as naked gets, and she was smiling up at his face while gently soaping up her hands as she wrapped them both around his now erect cock and gently caressed his rod and balls. Dan told her he wanted to fuck her in the shower and she said he could another day but for tonight she wanted them to enjoy each other in the comfort of their bed.
I was lying back on my bed as they came out of the shower, both of them with towels wrapped around themselves. Dan put underwear on and Sue quickly told him not to bother and to just get under the covers naked. I headed to the shower. When I came out of the shower I walked into the room and saw the beautiful sight of Sue's pussy being thoroughly licked and sucked on by Dan's tongue and mouth. For some reason the fact she still had on a shear yellow teddy on that wasn't tied at the front was also a turn-on. Her tits were easily seen and occasionally her erect nipples would pop out from the side.
I got into the other queen-size bed and said, "Have fun, I'm going to sleep." That turned out to be more difficult than I anticipated as I caught myself watching them as Sue straddled on Dan as his cock started the process of taking over ownership of my girlfriends cunt. A cunt that was making it obvious that she was into this 100%. I watched as Dan took control of her entire body, touching every inch of it, and telling her how good her body felt to his hands and body.
Dan's fucking motion took on a different pace and Sue told him to stop. He looked at her with a confused face and asked, "Is everything ok?" Sue gave the reminder that she didn't want to be asked that question again and was committed to the week.
Instead she slowly raised herself off his cock which now had a shine to it from her pussy juice and told him to close his eyes until she said to open them. Dan did as he was told and she very slowly lowered herself back on his shaft and told him to concentrate on her motions as she wanted to make sure he knew what the inside of her pussy felt like.
She slowly rode up and down a few times before Dan said he didn't think he could hold it much longer. She then told Dan to open her eyes and to listen to what she had to say. As Dan opened his eyes Sue looked at me and asked if this was something I 100% wanted to happen?
I already had pre-cum dripping from my cock and was hard as a rock and said, "I love you enough that if you are enjoying this you can do this every night this week."
She replied to me, "Be careful what you wish for." With that she looked at Dan and said, "I belong to you, Dan. I want this as much as you do and starting right now I am yours for the rest of the week. In fact, as of right now, I will be sleeping with you, in your bed, every night." She then looked at me and said, "Don't worry, you'll still get yours."
She returned her focus to Dan as he started fucking her hard again and she let out "I"m cumming" as she then collapsed with her tits now firmly resting on his chest. She raised herself back up on him and told him, "Give it to me. I don't want you to stop until you are finishing cumming inside of me." As Dan was moaning into his final grunts all I heard was Sue telling him, "You know I want to be yours all week. You own me all week. Take me, take all of me."
This went on every day. Even during the day sightseeing she'd be holding my hand sometime and other times she'd be holding Dan's as we walked Tijuana, visited San Diego, and hit the tourist sights of Hollywood.
Our last night in Los Angeles, Dan was talking about the week exceeding even his fantasies, but there was one thing he thought of that he'd like to do if Sue would be ok with it. I had enjoyed the week so much that I immediately said, "Sure!" We all laughed, but Sue said she wanted to know what it was before she agreed to anything because she couldn't think of anything they hadn't done.
Dan said he'd love it if when we got up in the morning to shower before our drive back to school, that he'd love to shave her pussy because he thought that would be pretty erotic. It caught Sue and I off-guard a little bit as we had never even thought about that. I had told Sue how much it turned me on hearing her say things to Dan like how bad she wanted him inside of her, and how he did such a great job fucking her, and how she wanted him to know exactly how she looked naked and she wanted him to know how her entire body felt. So I truly believe she was intentionally turning me on when she responded, "I've never shaved there before, and I like the idea of ending our week with you being the first one to shave me in such an intimate way." I responded with only if I get to watch.
So the next morning the two of them were about to go into the shower when Dan said he was ready. As Sue and I walked into the bathroom he picked her up and put her on the towel he had laid out on the counter by the sink. He ran some warm water and gently soaped up all around her cunt and carefully started to shave her mound. He took his time as he gently would spread her pussy lips being careful not to nick anything.
When he was done, he took one hand and spread her pussy, exposing her clit for both of us to see, and suggested that we both feel how smooth she now felt. It was great as you can imagine.
Sue then said it was time to get in the shower and that she felt since Dan had done all the work, that he should be the first one ever to fuck her shaved pussy. It was a fact that would later become a fairly constant comment over the following years. It was now time to head back to college.
Part 4 of Sue's hotwife story...
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By HotwifeHusband
We both had graduated from college and Sue saw an ad from a local modeling agency looking for male and female models. She set up an interview and was hired.
Her first modeling assignment was a "fashion show" for Fredericks of Hollywood clothing. This was similar to what she had done once in college so she decided to do it again.
The fashion show was in the next town and was at a person's home. When we both got there we were greeted by the hostess from the modeling agency, and about a dozen men. The event was uneventful as she modeled every outfit, saving the last which was a light yellow teddy with "open cups" exposing her breasts and crotchless bottoms exposing her pussy which ever since our trip to Mexico with Dan, she kept clean shaven.
We got married soon after. Sue and I both found jobs at the same high tech company and after a few months the Director of Sue's department called her in his office. He told her he didn't want to cross any lines but needed to ask if she ever did any modeling because he had been to a house that had a lingerie fashion show and she looked like the model. Sue was a bit embarrassed and admitted that it was her.
At this particular time I was under a lot of stress with my work and hadn't been up for as much sex as Sue wanted...and it became an issue of me trying to explain that it had nothing to do with her and that I still found her very attractive. This went on for a couple of months. Eventually she told me that she felt the Director that mentioned the fashion show was starting to flirt a bit. They had sat together a few times in the cafe for lunch and he was starting to make some suggestive comments. I told her that if she wanted to she could encourage it and see where it took them as it would also take some pressure off of me.
Within a week Sue came home from work and said that the Director (John) called her in his office and shut the door. He started with, "I want to be very careful of what I'm going to say because I don't want to lose my job if I offend you about something."
Sue interrupted him and said, "I know what you are talking about. We've been having discussions that probably cross the line, and we are both guilty of that. So say what you want to say, and I won't be offended."
John then told her that she's been driving him crazy and that he constantly thinks about her. He also said, "Even right now with you in my office I want to bend you over my desk and have sex with you."
Sue then looked at him and said, "John, I've known we were heading to this based upon our conversations, and I didn't want to stop it. Obviously, we can't do anything in your office, but all you need to do is invite me to your house." And then she said, "And to be honest about it, my husband knows and is ok with it."
John was a divorced man so he lived alone and didn't have to worry about sneaking around. And with that, Sue came home after work and told me that that Friday she would be leaving work right at 5 pm and going to John's house.
I made arrangements with my best friend to go out to a sports bar for the night, to help me keep my mind off things to help the time go by quicker. I got home at 10 p.m. wondering if Sue would be home.....and I waited and watched as the clock hit 11 p.m., midnight, and then I finally called her at 12:30 in the morning and she answered her phone stating she was on her way and would be home by 1 a.m. John lived 25 minutes in the other direction from work so he lived about one hour from our house.
As soon as Sue got home she looked at me and all she said was "I don't care how tired you are, you need to take me to bed to re-claim me." I asked her how it went and she said she'd tell me when we got to bed. I was surprised she spent so much time with him. Apparently John came inside her three times, telling her that he "was inspired" by her. Sue told me that even after cumming in her, that he'd leave his cock in her pussy because he wanted to take advantage of every minute he had with her. And they would either spoon after cumming or they would be facing each other with his cock still in her and they'd just talk....and they did that all three times he came.
The next morning was Saturday and it looked like she was getting dressed for work. I asked her what she was doing and she said she had to go back into work as they were working on a major project with pressing deadlines. For the 1st time in all these years of being open minded it really bothered me knowing she would be with him again after just getting fucked by him about 10 hours earlier. I didn't like it because I felt their relationship was getting more "personal", rather than just about the sex. Little did I know what would happen later.
About 2-3 years later we were in our bedroom getting ready to call it a night and Sue looked up at me and said, "I have to tell you something and I'm worried about you getting mad but I can't live like this, keeping a secret from you." I asked her what she was talking about and I never even thought of John being brought up. She then proceeded to tell me that after that first night with John that she saw him a couple more times. That three times she went to his house when she told me she was going shopping and that one time he was out sick and he had called her at work, and that during lunch she went to his house to visit him because when he called her he jokingly said, "I'm in the mood for a blowjob right now, can you come over at lunch time"...and that's what she did.
I went silent when she told me this and all I said was, "leave the room, I need time to think through this." I didn't speak to her that night and didn't respond to her trying to bring up conversation for the next couple of days. Finally she came to me and said, "All right, I understand you're angry but can you please speak to me. I don't know what I can do other than keep apologizing to you." She said that she would be willing to do "anything to earn back your trust."
I looked at her and told her that she was right about me being angry and that I felt betrayed and I didn't know how long it would take me to get over that feeling. I also told her that I couldn't get it out of my mind that she had made arrangements with another man, to fuck him, and she kept it from me. We had always been open with each other about this. I mentioned how hurt I was by the deceit rather than the physical act of having sex and developing a friendship with John but that at the same time I felt myself being turned on by it.
I then asked her if she was serious about doing "anything" to earn back my trust? She said "yes", and I said, "you might not like what I'm about to say." She said it didn't matter if she liked it or not, she just wanted to earn back my trust. I proceeded to tell her that I would be going on Adult Friend Finder and that I would find a guy that she would have to start fucking.
So I eventually found another person named John and met up with him. He was a divorced guy who owned his own small construction company that included two different crews. They would build homes, and do high end renovations. He lived alone, and his schedule was fairly flexible. All John asked of me was to bring pictures of Sue as I told him I needed to meet him alone first as I knew the type of guy Sue would be interested in.
I told Sue what I was doing. She said she understood. I told her I needed to take a few pictures of her in fairness to John to see if he would be interested. Sue again understood.
I met with John and he was absolutely interested in Sue based upon the pictures and I could tell he had a personality that would go well with Sue's. When I came home after meeting John I told Sue about meeting John and felt that he would work out well. I also told Sue, that if things went well after the three of us getting together the first time that "earning my trust" would require a longer term Friends with Benefits situation, until I got the previous situation out of my system Again, Sue said she understood.
We met at John's house and got pizza delivered to help start the relationship and eventually I just said, "Are both of you comfortable"? They both said yes, and with that John took Sue into his bedroom and they fucked each other. When they were done, they both came out of the bedroom fully dressed. I then told Sue to take off her shirt and pants as I wanted her to just be standing in front of John and me with her sheer green bra and matching sheer green panties. She gave me this look, and I just shrugged and said, "you know why."
She did what she was asked and we visited for about another 20 minutes, giving John the opportunity to stare at Sue's totally sheer bra, still exposing her tits and nipples the entire time...and left for home. On the drive, Sue did say that John was a very friendly person. I told her that John and I would be talking the next day to get his feelings but that she needed to be prepared for anything because of her prior indiscretion with the previous John. All she replied with was "OK, I understand."
John and I had our conversation and he said the night couldn't have gone better and that he was very attracted to Sue, and that he also just had a very good feeling of a relationship between the three of us. I told him I agreed.
When I got home, Sue asked how my conversation with John went. I told her that he was attracted to her and he enjoyed the sex with her. I asked Sue if she would be upset if I told her that he was the one I was going to pick for her to start fucking on a regular basis and she said if that is what she needed to do to regain trust that she could do it as she also felt they were compatible in bed, and she also liked the conversation the three of us had and felt we all could be friends.
But Sue didn't know what would be happening next. I told Sue that John and I discussed how "moving forward" would look like and that we both were in agreement. I then gave Sue John's phone number and told her he was expecting her call. That from now on the two of them would communicate with each other but Sue, unlike with the previous John, needed to tell me every time she and John would be getting together. Again, Sue understood and said she promised to be totally honest with me about anything to do with John and she was willing to do whatever I wanted her to do, given what had previously happened.
I then looked at Sue and told her to call John, and I wanted her to be "forward" with him on the phone and that she first needed to ask him if he felt comfortable after meeting the two of us (I already knew how he was going to answer). I then instructed Sue to specifically say on the phone that she was "also very comfortable both in conversation, as well as being in bed with him." Sue then stated, at my request, "I'm interested in seeing you on a regular basis if you are. And if you can commit to not dating any women on the side, I'll commit to having sex with you, pretty much whenever you want. And, one more thing, if you are ok with it, I'd rather you no longer wear a condom."
And that started what turned out to be about a 15 year relationship where we are all still friends today. About two months after they started seeing each other, John called me and asked about the possibility of Sue working for him part time. He was thinking about her going to his house two days a week, just half days. One day would be to work on calling back customers who call to set up an appointment with him, and another half day to take care of sending out the bills, and making bill payments to suppliers, etc.
I had an idea pop into my head because I was still of the mindset of "punishing" Sue for cheating on me earlier. John really liked my idea and now I was going to tell Sue. When I told Sue what John had asked and what he and I decided she initially thought it was asking too much...but I reminded her about how hurtful her cheating had been and that I really needed her to do this.
Sue was a teacher and was about to have almost three full months off. I told her that John would be paying her to work part time out of his house for two days a week. She needed to be at his house around 7:30 in the morning to review his schedule so she could set up appointments for him to meet with people calling asking for a quote of construction work, and then on the second day she would handle all the billing that needed to be either paid, or invoiced.
She looked at me perplexed as if to say, "Ok, what's the big deal?" I then told her that EVERY day she went to his house to work that she was not allowed to wear a bra, and had to wear a top that was revealing either because of sheerness or being low cut.
After her saying, "Are your serious?", I responded, "You are damn right I'm serious, and frankly it's all because you were fucking the other John without telling me. Now I'll know for the next three months what you'll be doing, and the plan is that you and John will be fucking each other each day, and sometimes 2X a day (when you first get there, and when he comes home for lunch).
She said, "Ok, I get it, but I hope this is coming to the end of it." I then had her call John and had her say the following to him, "I hear you have a job opening for me, can you confirm the dress code and expectations that I just heard from my husband." She listened to his response and said "When do you want me to start?. And for the next three months she arrived at John's house, always with a sweater on in case she got stopped by a police officer or if something weird happened on her way "to work." And the first thing she did when she got in the house was take her sweater off.
The very first time she was to go to work she came downstairs and took her sweater off and said, "Does this meet your approval?" She was obviously braless, wearing a thin, low cut tank top with low arm holes exposing plenty of side boob, and you could make out the color of her nipples through the top. I told Sue I couldn't have picked out better work attire and then she went to work.
During the three months doing this I had to go on a business trip for a few days so I called John and told him to call Sue and ask her out to dinner and make plans to spend some time at his house. I also told John I wanted "photo proof of him fucking her so I know she went." This was also going to be a test to see if Sue would be honest about telling me what she was going to do.
About 30 minutes after talking with John, Sue called me. She told me that John had asked her out to dinner and wanted to make sure I was ok with that? She said it felt like she was going "on a date" rather than just being a friend with benefits. I told her it felt the same way to me, and considering that she pretty much "went on dates" with the previous John without my knowledge, that she now needed to realize that she was about to start dating John WITH my knowledge. She asked how much longer she needed to go through with this and I told her I hadn't even started to think about that yet because I had been hurt so much.
So Sue and John had their first "date" while I was away on business. John sent me an email that included an attachment. He laughingly wrote: "As you requested, my first date with your wife happened. I also told her that you asked me to inform her that you wanted her to agree to start "dating me" rather than just me fucking her. And she agreed to it, so once she's back teaching and can't come over during the summer anymore, she is going to start seeing me for longer periods of time rather than coming over for an hour to fuck each other, we'll grab dinner or take a drive somewhere."
John also told me to watch the attachment as he sent "more than a photo". I opened the attachment and saw two things: a photo of my wife's face with his cock in her mouth, pressing her cheek from the inside so I could see his cock bump pushing out her cheek. And he also sent me a video that lasted a few minutes of him fucking her. He told me not to worry, that he'd delete both the photo and video, but I told him I wanted him to keep it so he'd always be able to look back on how they looked fucking each other.
And that relationship lasted around 15 years. After fucking John about 10 times Sue told me that she noticed something different and wanted to be honest with me. I asked her what she was talking about. She said it felt like John was "fucking" her at times like he was paying for it but other times it was more emotional, it was starting to feel like he was "making love" to her. I told her I guess that would be normal after seeing someone consistently that you liked. I told her I was ok with that.
She then said she was starting to feel like she was making love to him at times, that it was emotional for her as well feeling like she was giving her body to someone she cared about as a friend. She wasn't having any feelings of being in love with him, but she was getting some emotional connection where she wanted to give herself to him when they saw each other. It turned me on. The frequency of sex got less over the last couple of years but he and I estimated, that not counting the three months she worked for him and they fucked anywhere from 2-4 times a week, that he had fucked her somewhere between 50-100 times.
And to this day, years later, the thought that she's been fucked so much by the same guy is a turn-on. We all still remain friends today. I thought that would be the end of our openess in our marriage but there would be two other men that would enter our lives, both of which got substantial time with my hotwife. And she wanted it.
If you'd like to read about it, let me know and I'll write it up.
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By MenPoundMyWife
My wife and I have been married for over 10 years. She is 5'4, about 130lbs, 34F, and very fit.
We dated for couple of years before getting married. From the very beginning, she was the most sexual woman I had ever met. Soon after we started dating, she started to push me to talk about her former lovers. Slowly, I started to get turned on by the stories and became more and more curious about her past sexual experiences with boyfriends before me. Eventually, we got married, and few years later, she started to throw hints of wanting to raise her score. I quickly got on board and we started to regularly talk about how other men would fuck her and so forth.
Finally, during a trip to Vegas, we decided to visit a sex club and she was very excited, although a little nervous. She wore a new tight black dress with red lingerie underneath. We got to the club and just hung out. She was very uneasy and she said she had never been to a place like this. About 30 minutes in, we were starting to talk about leaving, she suddenly pointed at a slightly older guy and said: "Go bring him here." My dick was hard as a rock. I walked up to the guy and asked if he is interested in my wife, he had been staring at her the entire time. He quickly smiled and said, "Oh yes, let's go."
They shook hands, introduced themselves and we all decided to find the area with beds and more privacy (so to speak). We found a room downstairs that was only enclosed by a curtain. She told me to go and get condoms so she can get to know the guy for a few minutes. When I came back, they were just talking, slowly, she walked up to me and started kissing me. Once I let go, I gestured to the guy to go ahead; he quickly moved in on her. They started making out, he started kissing her all over the place, slowly, she dropped backwards on bed and pulled him on top of herself.
He lowered her dress and started sucking her big tits. She asked me to join in. We each had a tit in our mouth and we were both fingering her pussy at the same time. Slowly, I moved down and started eating her pussy. She is always fully waxed like a porn star. As soon as I stopped eating her pussy as she came, he went down and started eating it. Slowly, I moved back up and she took my dick in her mouth.
To our surprise, a crowd gathered and four other men wanted to fuck her. She shook her head but they all watched her get pounded.
The guy that went in there with us, quickly got naked and tugged at her red thong. She took it off and handed it to me. This whole time, she was playing with my dick, it's about 5.5". The guy was much larger, about 7". She looked at it and winked at me. She told him she likes it rough.
He had it fully up and moved close to her pussy. She stared into my eyes, grabbed his dick and guided it to rub her pussy. He took his clue and shoved it in. She reminded him to not be gentle. He obliged and fucked her like a whore. She begged for more by saying, "Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me hard...look babe, he is fucking me so good, he is so big, look, he is fucking your wife right in front of you....oh yeah, fuck me." About four other guys and a couple were now watching her get fucked. I asked her if I should tell them to leave, she said no, she likes it. She slowly turned to them so they can get the full view of a dick in her pussy while she was playing with mine.
Once the guy got done, she said, "Okay honey, this was awesome," and kissed me multiple times thanking me for a great experience. She said she wanted to stay for a few before we walked out. She wanted to walk around and be noticed as the woman who had just been fucked, since rest of the crowd was just hanging out.
We cannot wait to do it again.
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By HotwifeHusband
Sue and I both decided to take the part-time jobs as there were only two months left in the semester. For the next eight Saturdays I bussed tables while she waited on tables in short shorts and an apron from the waist down. It was an incredible experience that would make me hard watching the number of guys that got to see her 34C tits and light-colored nipples. And that would last for 4 hours every Saturday.
As we were coming to our last Saturday of the semester and subsequent return to our home state I thought it would be cool to let the guys of our dorm know about the job she had had the previous two months. Initially some of them were in disbelief but didn't want to miss out on seeing her tits as many had probably imagined what they looked like since she was primarily braless during the semester.
On the way to work on her final Saturday I told her to expect some surprise visitors. She gave me that look of "now what did you do?" and I told her. After some make believe "I can't believe you did that!" she settled in with the realization that she would be seeing a number of guys she had gotten to know, and more importantly, they would now actually see her naked breasts for the first time.
Sure enough about 12 guys from the dorm came in, a few of which were friends and not even from our dorm. After the initial uncomfortableness she became totally at ease with the situation and didn't mind the outright staring at her boobs.
Little did I know what this would evolve into, until our following Junior school year as we went on another student exchange program to a school in northern California. Sue and I ended up in different dorms but I had become friends with Dan who lived on the floor above me. He was a senior and had a single room. The three of us were listening to music and just visiting in his room one night and Dan dropped a deck of cards on a table and asked, "Want to play cards?" He and I had preplanned this and I responded with, "All I know how to play is poker." Sue replied she knew Crazy 8's. Dan said, "I dare you guys to play strip poker." Sue looked at me and said, "Be honest with me - you guys have already talked about this, haven't you?" I replied, "Honestly, yes - how'd you know?" She just shook her head and said, "Who is dealing first?" I immediately started getting hard and Sue gave me this look that I didn't quite understand.
Eventually we were all down to our underwear with Sue having a bra on (for some reason) and panties. She then lost a hand and as she stood up to unclasp her bra from the front I told her to stop. Sue asked "why?" to which Dan replied with a laugh "yeah, why?". I then said that part of the game at this point is that the guys got to take her bra off as slow as we wanted. I'm guessing the beer we had been drinking had something to do with it but Sue willingly smiled and said "guys are perverts" and put her hands to her sides.
Dan and I each took one side of the clasp in the front of her bra and slowly unhooked it and dragged our hands across each tit. Sue was now letting Dan feel her up and was actually getting into it. After about 15 seconds or so she said that was enough and time to deal another hand.
So the three of us were now all sitting on the bed with Dan and I having obvious hard-on's and Sue's nipples were erect. The next hand Sue also lost and as she stood up, Dan and I also stood up and said, "We get to take these off." I asked Dan, "Do you want the front or the back?" (knowing full well he would take the front).
As we pulled her panties down, Dan slowly ran his middle finger down the slit of Sue's cunt, and then right back up it. She said that was enough, but that it was our turn to lose our underwear to end the game. We told her the game was over as she had lost all her clothes. She jokingly said that it wasn't fair. I then said, "I tell you what, we'll play one more hand and if you win, we'll take our underwear off, but if you lose the hand since you're already naked, you have to lie down on the bed and Dan and I can use our hands only on you."
She didn't fight that idea at all and simply said, "For how long?" I said, "We'll draw a card from the deck and whatever the card is it would be for that amount of time in minutes, face cards would be ten minutes, Aces would be 15 minutes, but the Queen of Spades would be an hour." I has said the last one as I envisioned that card looking a little like her pussy.
Unfortunately the card she picked from the deck was a 6 so for the next six minutes Dan and I were feeling her tits and pussy. Dan tried to insert his finger in her cunt and she said that wasn't part of the game. With that the night ended and Sue and I went back to our respective rooms. The next day when I saw Sue I told her I had trouble sleeping as I kept thinking about what had happened. She admitted the same thing and said she was surprised at how much it turned her on as she was thinking about it in bed. I had been worried a little bit that she was going to wake up the next day and be mad about it. Little did I know it was just the beginning and within a couple of weeks things were about to change.
A couple weeks later Dan talked to me about the upcoming spring break. He had his own car and was thinking about going down to visit Tijuana, San Diego, and then hitting the tourist spots in Hollywood and trying to see the Tonight Show live. He had a proposition for me that he was hoping Sue and I would go along with. Sue and I were planning on staying on campus as we didn't have a car. He offered to pay for all the gas in his car and also he would pay for the hotel rooms wherever we stayed if for the entire week Sue would be willing to act as if she had two boyfriends the entire time, including having sex with him.
The idea alone got my mind racing and I immediately told him I was definitely good with it and that I'd talk with Sue. When I told Sue she was initially surprised that Dan would suggest such a thing but with a nervous smile she said, "I'm not going to say yes, but I'm not going to say no," and to give her a day to think about it.
The next day she said she only had one question for me and that was if I was sure that I'd be ok with it and that if she at any time got too uncomfortable with it, that we could stop it and pay our fair share. I enthusiastically said that wouldn't be a problem and that I was excited to see what it would be like. When I told Dan her response he was obviously very excited as well but he felt it was important for us to get together in his room the night before spring break started just to make sure Sue was still ok with everything and to talk things out.
The night before we were to leave Sue and I went up to Dan's room and it was obvious everyone was a little nervous and there was some nervous chit chat until Dan finally broke the ice and said, "Look, I don't want us to get to Tijuana and Sue gets cold feet or that she feels pressure for the rest of the week to do anything." With that he looked at Sue and said, "Can I kiss you?"
Sue said, "I guess we might as well find out now before we've driven 12 hours to Mexico," and she went up to Dan and started making out with him. Within seconds he was taking off her clothes and laying her on the bed. As he was feeling her up, he then slid his hand onto her pussy and said, "If you want to fuck me during the week, spread your legs right now and raise your hips."
Sue looked over to me for approval and with that she spread her legs and tilted up at the hips. Dan stood up and pulled his shorts down. He told her to grab his cock and to slowly slide it in her but that he wanted her to tell him something...and with that, as Sue slid him inside her moist cunt, she said, "This pussy is going to be just as much yours all week."
Dan told her that he wanted to own it all week and Sue stared directly in his eyes and replied, "I want you to own it, I want both of you to own all of me." And with that, we left the next day for Mexico.
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By HotwifeHusband
My girlfriend was raised in a very strict family. We started dating our junior year in high school. She was/is a beautiful blond with blue eyes and a fantastic body.
Although she had previous boyfriends I was the first to feel her up. By the time we went to college she was ready to be away from parental supervision. This was back in the 1970s where it was fairly common to see tube tops and bralessness. Her college roommate seldom wore a bra and when it was time for the first dorm party of the year I dared her to be braless. Little did I know that this would be the start of an exciting number of years.
She wore a thin yellow tube top. Although it wasn't sheer, I (and everyone else) could tell she was braless. Later on that night she told me it was kind of exciting catching guys looking at her boobs.
Our school had a student exchange program and we both talked to our parents about going to the U of Miami for one semester. Not surprisingly her parents said "no" as they wanted to see how her grades would be during her freshman year.
Our sophomore year she finally got permission from her parents. We went during the 2nd semester. In Florida, braless is pretty much the normal look and she seldom wore one.
There was a posting in our dorm looking for a female model for an event for Undercoverwear. Undercoverwear was similar to Fredericks of Hollywood. A woman sold Undercoverwear the way you would sell Tupperware, except it was lingerie. I told Sue I thought it would be kind of fun doing something like that but only if I could go.
Sue contacted the woman looking for a female model and met with her. The "event" was going to be at a community hall that she had rented and the attendance would be exclusively for males. The expectation was Sue would wear a variety of lingerie but there was no nudity required. She'd also get paid $100 for about 2 hours of work, and I could go.
When we got there Sue was taken into a back room where there was a rack full of lingerie sorted out according to the level of sexiness and sheerness. There were about 20 guys sitting at round tables of 5 that she'd have to walk around like she was on a catwalk so they could see what the outfits looked like.
Sue had come out in a variety of sexy teddy's and negligees. After the first couple outfits, the clothes became more revealing. Toward the end she came out in an outfit that although not totally sheer you could see a hint of her nipples. All the guys started clapping as she did her walk around all the tables.
It was now the end of the "fashion show" and the guys started chanting for her to come out one more time. The woman running it came up to me and told me that Sue wanted to see me in the back room before the show was officially over.
I went into the back room and Sue could tell I had really enjoyed everything. Sue then pulled off a "harem outfit" that was the furthest one on the clothes rack, indicating it was the most revealing. She said she was fine putting it on as the last outfit if I was OK with her wearing it in front of all the guys. I said, "Are you kidding me, I'd love it." I then walked back to my table and the woman announced that Sue was coming out with one more outfit to end the night and asked for the guys to finalize their order sheets but that they may want to wait for the last outfit to add to their orders.
Sue then walked out in a light pink harem outfit that was totally sheer exposing her breasts and nipples as if she was topless. The guys went crazy. They started yelling "tits for tips" and with that Sue looked at me and with a sly grin I nodded my head and she proceeded to take her top down and did a final walk around each table being completely topless. When she got back to the room she was changing in, the woman walked in and handed her another fifty dollars in tips and said she had done a great job.
As Sue and I were walking out to head back to the dorm a man who was at the fashion show was waiting for us and said that he owned a restaurant and if we both were looking to make a few extra dollars he could use us for about 4 hours every Saturday from noon to 4pm. The restaurant was called "R Donuts". The job for me would be to buss tables, and for Sue it would be as a topless waitress (hence the "R" Donut name). We told him we'd think about it.
See part 2 as this story of the journey from shyness to hotwife continues.
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