Way before I met my wife, I had a brief but very intense sexual relationship with an older man called chris. I've always been bisexual, or should I say I was until being married. The relationship started with the older man after he approached me in toilets of a bar. We ended up in a cubicle with me sucking on his cock until he came all over my face. Back in the bar I thought that would be it for me and him, that was until he introduced himself and invited me back to the small but very nicely decorated flat he had. I walked out of Chris's flat just after sunrise well and truly fucked. The moment we entered he had me go back down on him and as soon as he became hard, still in the small hallway, he had me bend over and hold onto the coat rack as he slid his condom and spit covered cock up my arse. The sucking and fucking went on for as long as anytime I'd been with anyone before, male or female. So by the time he'd had me mount his cock after sucking it back to life yet again, I'd already taken three lots of his man seed.
Each week after that for about three weeks, I'd meet him in the bar and then head back to his flat to have the most exhilarating sex I've ever had. Then one week he didn't turn up and that was that.
I had lots more sexual encounters with both men and women before I met my wife, but as soon as we became serious I decided to stay totally hetro and totally with her.
Her father wasn't present when we wed, as he and my wife's mother had divorced due to his love of gay sex. I'd not even seen a picture of him, so when he got in contact and re established a relationship with my wife, imagine my and his surprise to see each other. My wife saw the look between us but didn't say anything. I'd already told her about everything in my life up until meeting her, so she knew I'd had sex with males before. She also had my promise it was all finished.
Then last month as already arranged we visited her father. I was apprehensive as it was the first time we were going to be staying over. It all went well and myself and Chris stayed silent over our previous sexual relationship. It had gotten to nine o'clock at night when my wife's phone rang. She took the call and said she had no choice, she had to dash back to the hospital where she worked. She kissed us both before heading off in my car. The silence it left was awkward, but Chris soon changed that by asking me if I still fucked with guys. I told him I'd been totally faithful to his daughter and at first he seemed pleased. Then he asked me as he got us both a beer, if I'd like to have one more good time. He left it hanging as he passed me the beer and sat by me. His closeness was too much and before I knew it we were kissing. Moments later I had Chris's cock in my mouth and it all flowed back to me. In a little under an hour Chris had fucked me twice, both times without a condom and both times he came deep inside my arsehole.
We'd not long showered when my wife arrived back, apologising for her absence. She gave me an almighty kiss before asking me if we were going to bed. Before she fell asleep my wife turned to me and said Thank you, but in a way that was totally appreciative.
Two weeks ago we stayed again and again my wife made some excuse to leave her father and me alone. Only that time I knew she wasn't going back to work, as I'd heard her earlier asking a friend if she could stay over the night. Chris and I were in the middle of fucking when she rang. I still had his cock deep inside me as I was riding his cock, when she told me she might have to stay at work all night, and not to worry. The moment I put the phone down Chris asked me if it was his daughter, When I said she might have to stay over at work, he grinned and began to hammer upwards at my arsehole.
We fucked and fucked and fucked pretty much all night, and knowing my wife was probably at a friends of hers, I got right into slutting myself for her father. Performing anything gay and sexual he wanted from me.
The next day at home, my wife once again thanked me as though I'd done the most amazing thing in staying over at her fathers. And then she slipped up kind of, by telling me Chris had told her about a young man he'd had sex with when her mother and he were getting divorced. He'd told her his name was "Kender". Kender was my nick name in school and around the bars I met guys in. My wife knows this and knows I met an older guy in a bar one evening.
Now I'm thinking my wife knows about her father and me and is allowing him and me to have sex together, or that's how it appears anyway. I'm confused to why she would, but I'm sure she is and don't know what to do from this point on.