Satisfied

My husband seemed to lose interest in sex with me after being married 14 years. We never had the greatest sex life, but it was adequate. Usually she’s 2 or 3 times a month, he’d get me off orally before a quick missionary position fuck. But as time went by, 3 times a month became once a month, then once ever couple of months. I was frustrated because I worked hard to look good for him. 4 days a week in the gym doing Crossfit and another day doing hot yoga. I was a size zero in high school when we met, I’m a size 3 now so I have put on a pound or 2 but not much. The only thing that seemed to interest him was when we roll played and he pretended to be someone else fucking me. I was ok with it because it made him happy and I was getting sex again somewhat regularly.

It was time for his 15th reunion and he really wanted to go. I was surprised because he’d never been before, nor had he expressed interest in going. I was fine with it so we made our arrangements. It wasn’t hard, we only live 40 miles from where we went to school. He actually seemed excited to go and kept mentioning people who were supposed to be there. One person he was looking forward to seeing was Lance. He was a jock who had a habit of bullying people when he was drunk. He had asked me out a few times but, when I refused, he became nasty. He was gorgeous back then, the all American boy, 6’ 3” or taller, broad shoulders, beautiful eyes. I knew he asked me out simply to see if he could have sex with me and I wasn’t about to fall for that.

My husband had made contact with Lance and a few others on FAcebook a few months before the reunion. Lance even sent me a friend request, which I excepted, and began to message me on the side. I didn’t respond to his messages, but I didn’t mention it to my husband. I did check out his online pictures, he had put on a lot of wait, lost most his hair, and looked nothing like the Greek God he did in high school….and he was divorced.

The night of the reunion we got a room nearby and my husband picked out the dress he wanted me to wear, a sexy black cocktail dress that prevents me from wearing a bra. It’s backless and very low cut showing lots of cleavage, and would show much more if I wasn’t careful. It was also very short, like 4 or 5 inches below my ass. All my underwear is thong style or lacy French cut panties so I would need to watch how I moved. We arrived at the reunion and they’d done a good job setting everything up. We were seated at a table with Lance and a few others. I danced with several people but seemed to dance with Lance more than anyone else, including my husband. Once things wrapped up, my husband invited a few people to go back to our hotel for a while….only Lance accepted.

We stopped at the bar before going up to the room and had a few more drinks. We were all getting pretty drunk and eventually we all staggered up to our room. Once there, my husband immediately poured more drinks and he sat in a chair in the living room area forcing me to sit by Lance on the small sofa. As we talked, the conversation turned to sex with my husband leading the topic. he also started taking pictures with his phone and kept encouraging me to hug Lance and sit even closer than I already was. Lance pulled me into his lap so I was leaning. Back almost laying down. My husband took multiple pictures of his with Lance hugging me and wrestling around with me. I could feel my breasts falling out o f the top and realized my dress had come untied in the horseplay.

As I tried to cover up, my husband told me to leave it down. I could see now what he had in mind. Lance was now getting aggressive and pulled the dress completely down to my waist. He commented he’d always wanted to see my big tits and they look better than he imagined. He was worked up and I could feel his erection against my barely covered ass. My husband eventually pulled me to my feet and pulled the dress down taking my panties with them. I didn’t even think about it as I stepped out of them. Lance then thanked him for setting this up. He then carried me to the bed and began to go down on me. He’s about the last person I’d want to have sex with, being at least 50 or 60 lbs overweight. But at the moment, he had quickly turned me on and I soon had an orgasm.

For the rest of the night, Lance and I fucked 3 different times and got no sleep at all. He has a nice cock, not huge but the biggest I’ve ever had, and he definitely knows how to use it! I can honestly say it was by far the best sex I’ve ever had, though my experience is limited. Since then, he drives up to see us regularly and Lance and I even go out alone regularly. My husband if fine with it, happy just to watch. I don’t know how long it will continue, but I’m having sex more often, and BETTER, than anytime since I got married!