A Change In Life

I felt so lucky to have such a beautiful blond Irish wife, Laura. I don’t know how I won her. We were compatible in every way. Never argued. Looked forward to sex almost every night. After 15 years of marriage we had two beautiful daughters. I was in in business for myself. My fantastic wife would work occasionally but we were financially comfortable.
Things started to change a little. My business was keeping me sixty plus hours a week and cut deeply into our family life. My sex drive was dying with my energy levels. We began to argue about finances. I felt she was spending too much money on unnecessary things. She took a trip to Europe with her sister. They went to Italy and France. I was jealous. I teased her about screwing a Frenchman or an Italian. Instead of getting angry she became coy acting and left me with the notion that perhaps it really did happen.
There was the night she came to the bedroom, stripped naked in front of me and asked me if I wanted to fuck her. She was angry and upset, almost crying. I realized how much I had neglected her and how much our marriage had deteriorated. I also felt challenged and angry and refused to accommodate her.
I said, “Go find a French dick to fuck! She said, “I prefer Italian”. I jumped on that and accused her of cheating while she was in Europe. She said I would never know. We slept apart that night. I was miserable and confused. I am sure she was too.
Then something else took over my feelings. I began to fantasize about her fucking another guy. I envisioned her standing there naked with another guy looking at her. I started jerking off to my fantasies of her fucking another guy. Soon that was not enough. I wanted to take it further.
I had always thought of myself as the worldly one in the marriage. The sexually sophisticated one. She was the naïve innocent one that needed protecting. That changed. She became more sexually aggressive at parties. She was probably the sexiest girl in our social circles. She was always getting hit on by the guys every time they thought they were unobserved.
I began to pay more attention to what was happening where she and other guys were concerned. There was the night we were at a house party. I was in the living room with a group. She was not there. I went to look for her. I found her in the kitchen with three guys who had surrounded her and had her sort of trapped against the kitchen island. It was obvious that one of them at the moment and probably all of them had been feeling her up. They had her sort of stretched over the counter and one guy was standing behind her very close. He was rubbing his cock against her butt thru his pants. She has beautiful full breasts and her breasts were the topic of the conversation. They were teasing her to show her tits to them.
I should have exploded. I didn’t. I grew an erection and hid watching. The guy behind her was in the process of slowly sliding her skirt up. Ones across the counter was reaching for her breasts and fondling them thru her top. She was doing nothing more than pretending to object and protest. All fake.
By then I was leaking pre-cum and beside myself with lust. I was actually wishing they would take her into a bedroom and fuck her. I wondered if she would allow the guy behind her to fuck her standing right there. I wanted it to happen. His hand was all the way up and between her legs when the woman who was the hostess came walking into the room. She swept the room with one look and grinned. She saw me lurking behind the door facing. She got a questioning look on her face, grinned at me and left. We were had. I knew the word would be out thru the whole group that my beautiful wife was fooling around in the kitchen and I was watching it happen. I was ashamed and worried.
I did not tell her what I had seen. I refused to attend any more parties with that group. On several occasions she went alone. She would tell me that there was only this one or that one and their spouse there, not a crowd and that she enjoyed herself and could not understand why I refused to have some fun.
I was convinced that she was fucking someone or more than one. I didn’t care. I just wanted to be a part of it. I wanted to watch and fantasized about joining in.
Then one night she and I had several glasses of wine and she loosened up in her conversation. She began to tell me about what one of the wives had said about her hubby. That he had a massive dick and she enjoyed sex with him anytime and anywhere and never turned him down. The wine was talking. I pursued it. I suggested that she might like to try a big cock just to see how it feels. I am only 6 inches and not all that thick. She laughed and agreed that it would be interesting.
I decided to make it happen. I had a very good friend in the Army Reserves. I had known him from childhood. I knew he had a very impressive penis. We had jerked off together and the usual stuff horny teens do. My wife liked him. He would come and visit overnight on drill weekends rather than drive all the way back home. He always flirted with her but in a friendly sort of way and was always the perfect gentleman.
One drill weekend I took him to a bar and we had a lot of beer. I confessed most of the turmoil going on in my marriage and my thought about sharing her just to get her sexually satisfied. He laughed and told me he was ready and willing anytime to make my dream come true. He was joking. I wasn’t. I looked him in the eye and said, “ok”. He stopped short with his beer to his lips and said, “Really?” I shook my head. I told him we would get things going next drill weekend so he should plan to stay with us that Saturday night. He could not believe his ears. He questioned me several times, certain that I was putting him on. He was also absentmindedly reaching down and squeezing his dick thru his pants as the whole idea sunk in.
He asked what if she would not go along with it. I told him that was up to him. Of course no one would force her to do anything she didn’t want to but he had the whole evening and my permission to seduce her.
For the next few weeks I groomed her. I turned the conversation to fucking and big cocks and any other thing I could say to keep it all in the back of her mind. We had sex a couple of times and on one of those nights I introduced a dildo into our lovemaking. We had never done that before. I picked a big one. One that would make her a little uncomfortable trying to take it in. I wanted to eliminate the possibility that she would reject him once she saw his cock.
The weekend came. Laura was delighted to see Ned. She gave him a big hug and a kiss on his cheek. He went to work. As she was pulling away he held her and kissed her on her mouth. Just briefly and lightly but a first. She was a little taken aback. She just stopped moving for a second and then smiled and gave him a friendly slap on his shoulder. She didn’t think I was listening when she whispered, “That was interesting”.
As the evening wore on things got more personal between them. At one point she excused herself to get ready for bed. He and I compared notes and decided that she might be into it but maybe we needed to feed her more booze. We were both sitting there with hard dicks just thinking about him fucking her. I was entertaining the idea of sloppy seconds. I was concerned that she was gone for the evening. We both waited listening and trying to figure out what she was doing. We heard the shower. We tracked her movements around the bedroom. Then she appeared. She had changed into her shorty nighty. With the light just right one could see thru it and enjoy the outline of her hips and breast. There was a dark spot between her legs where her pubic hair was making a shadow. My cock grew.
Ned didn’t waste any time, as she walked past him he reached out and grabbed her arm and forced her to sit by him on the sofa. He was laughing and she was complaining but not really. He hugged her and kissed her on her cheek. She gave him a pretend slap on his shoulder. He responded by holding her hands and kissing her full on her mouth. She didn’t expect that. They both froze for a few seconds. He told her she was a sexy lady in her nighty and he wanted another kiss. She kept looking over at me to see how I was reacting. I just smiled and he did it again. He wrapped his arms around her this time. His huge frame covering her up as he took her mouth with his. She physically relaxed. No fight in her. I eased up and went over to the light switch. I dropped the lights down till we were sitting in a dark room.
I walked past them and whispered that I was going to bed. She hesitated and looked up at me with a questioning look on her face. I smiled at her and kept walking, my dick growing. I slipped past the door facing and returned to peek. Ned was pushing her down on the sofa and covering her mouth with his as his hand crept up her leg and under her nighty.
She blocked the movement of his hand for a second but he persisted and she allowed it to continue up her inner leg. I knew the second his fingers entered her pussy. She jerked and moaned and pushed her hips up to meet his hand.
He had her stretched out on the sofa with her nighty up around her neck, her panties pulled to the side and his fingers buried in her pussy. She was saying things like “oh no” and “oh my god” and “no”. He was silent. He used one hand to push his pants and underwear down to his knees. I could see him working his cock out. She was now on her back, her arms round his head. He positioned himself between her legs, pushing them apart and feeling about with his dick for her pussy and then pushing. She gasped and moaned and put both hands on his hips as if to prevent him from going deeper. He pushed deeper. She gasped again with whispered moans as he filled her up. I was regretting that I was not next to them to see his cock spreading her cunny.