Right now I'm in a bit of a quandary. Only fourteen months ago I married Tim, a wonderful man who's eight years older than me. He's so kind and gentle for such a big muscular man. He's like a huge Teddy bear to me.

Our sex life is wonderful and we have sex at least four or five times a week. Tim has a cock most men would love to say is theirs. It's just shy of nine inches and has an impressive girth to it.
About three months ago I got to wondering why Tim had begun to insist on me licking his asshole when we had sex. He'd never asked me before, but he said he needed me to do it so he could get real hard for me. He also began to ask me to finger fuck his rear hole when he was fucking me missionary style. I did all what he wanted and enjoyed performing the sex acts for him, but I did start to wonder about his requests.

Last month I had to go over to my parents home to help my mom with her husband, my step dad. He'd had an accident at work and couldn't get around to good. I told Tim I'd be gone a couple of days at least, but after only one day, my mom insisted she was ok, so I got in my car and drove the hundred and fifty miles home. I didn't let Tim know I was coming as I thought I'd surprise him. It turned out I was the one to be getting a huge surprise.

Entering our home around eight at night, I instantly heard the distinct noises of sex. At first I thought Tim was watching porn. Then a dread hit me and I thought he had another woman in our home. But the sounds of sex weren't right.
Walking upstairs I got close to the top and peered through the banister rails into our bedroom through the wide open door. On the bed naked was my husband. He was knelt up facing away from the door, behind Tim also naked was a young guy I didn't know. He had hold of my husbands hips and was ramming his cock so hard up Tim's asshole, I was surprised he wasn't screaming out loud. Instead my husband was moaning, but moaning with total pleasure.

I lowered myself so I was almost at the level of the stairs and carried on watching them fuck. It was so surreal to see my husband being fucked, to see him the huge man I loved as the passive partner. The young man fucking Tim wasn't much larger in body frame than me. The one thing he did have which matched Tim, was a very large cock.

I half crouched, half sat watching them fuck and switch positions twice. And as they fucked I couldn't help but become incredibly turned on. The young guy had lay on his back and I saw my husband lower himself right down onto his massive cock, impaling himself as he began to masturbate his own cock. It was such an amazing sexually charged scene I myself started to play with pussy through my skirt and panties. The more Tim bounced on the guys cock, the more I found myself wanting to feel my own orgasm. So I hitched my skirt up, tugged my panties aside and began to frig my clit to the same rhythm my husband was fucking himself on the guys large cock.

Just as the guy told Tim he was going to cum up his ass, my orgasm hit me and I came shuddering. I had to hold onto the banister rail to stop myself from falling backwards. Tim made lots of little grunting sounds and then his cock spurted cum all over the young mans stomach and chest. Creeping back down the stairs, I exited our home and got back into my car. Driving over to a motel close by, booked in and spent the night. I phoned Tim the next morning telling him I was almost home. I heard noises in the background and figured he was letting the young man know he had to leave.

Arriving back home an hour later, Tim was cleaning the windows of all things to be doing. I asked him if he'd missed me. His response was to take me into our garage, bend me over hood of his car, tear my panties clean of me and to shove his cock hard into my pussy. We didn't say a word to each other as Tim fucked me until I came like a freight train. In my mind as Tim was fucking me, all I could see was the young guys ass going to and fro, fucking Tim's rear hole. It was that vision in my head, plus Tim's forceful fucking of my pussy that brought me to scuh a powerful orgasm. Tim made similar sounds to the night before when he came. Sounds I'd not heard from him before. It was if he was saying "I love you too".

So my quandary is, do I let Tim know I know about him and his male lover. Or do I carry on as normal. After all, if anything Tim and I are having ever better sex. My only regret would be, I definitely think I'd love to be a part of his male male enjoyment. But how do you broach a subject like that, especially with a man who is very masculine and who likes the world to see him as a mans man ???.