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3 Days of Watching my Wife Fuck

After years of being stuck with plain vanilla, reluctant sex from my wife, I was ready to do anything to change things. I have a beautiful wife, Sandy, of twelve years, 42, short, a bit plump with a very ample bust, cooks healthy meals -- hell, she was everything a guy could want. Except for me there was one very important thing missing. It all started one evening about two years ago when I was waiting for her in the parking lot of a strip mall. She had run into a drugstore to get something. Next door over a low concrete block wall was a motel. It was about 6:30 and I happened to see a woman, we'll call her Janet, I recognized from my wife's work. She was coming out of a motel room. Janet is nice looking, about my wife's age, but right then looking a bit rushed and disheveled. I had met Janet's husband at one of my wife's work parties, but the guy she was hurrying out the door with definitely wasn't her husband. I noticed that they got into separate cars. I debated whether to tell Sandy. She comes from a conservative religious family, so from the beginning sex in most any form wasn't an appropriate topic. Soon after we were married, I found that Sandy wife likes to fuck other guys anything beyond, plain vanilla, once-in-a-while, wifely-duty sex. There have now been twelve years of that. After debating about it for some time, I finally, decided to tell Sandy what I had seen. I was expecting an, Oh, my God, how could she do something like that. Instead she said matter of factly, Janet has lovers. So the major news I had been sitting on and debating about turned out to be old news. Then one night in bed I got into this conversation with Sandy about Janet. I boldly asked her if she envied Janet for having lovers. At first, she obviously didn't want to talk about it, but I kept pushing it and finally she said, Janet makes it known that she likes sex, and from what I hear her husband knows that she sees men. I recalled a comment made by one of my male friends, Before we were married my wife learned a lot about sex from different guys. That saved me the trouble of teaching her. I threw all caution to the wind and said to Sandy, Maybe the experience would do you good; you know, so you could get to enjoy sex like Janet does. Surprisingly, Sandy just said, How would you feel if I really did what she does. I knew that this was a unique moment in our ability to talk about such things. Finally, I said, If it was just for sex it would be okay. She waited for me to qualify that. So that would really be okay with you. She talks about how she gets off on it. And her husband knows and approves. And the marriage stays together. I get the impression they are happy. Is there a guy you would like to sleep with. That was a bit direct and I thought that would blow her away, but she just sort of paused to think about it. Could you really handle it if I did. At this point it seemed obvious she had someone in mind. I thought, Do I dare open this door. Could she do it and stay in the marriage. She studied me for a long time, as if she was debating something. But it would have to be more like what Janet is doing, enjoying it with different guys. She didn't know how to respond. Finally she said, You want me to be promiscuous. I want a wife who enjoys sex like Janet does. The topic wasn't brought up again for a while, but one evening she called from work and said, If it's all right if I'm going to be a bit late, I'm going to be with a friend for a couple hours. The way she said it, I knew it wasn't some business meeting. She waited for me to object or ask a bunch of questions, but I was ready for this. At this point I just wanted her to do it, and we could sort it out later. When she got home and I wanted to ask all kinds of questions, but I decided that at this point it was best not to. A bridge had been crossed: with my approval another guy had fucked my wife. I had to do a lot of thinking about that. Maybe it was out of guilt, but that night she initiated sex -- something she had never done before. I noticed right away that she was wet and easy to enter. Before long, she was regularly meeting him. She would always tell me and she would always be home when she said she would. Finally, I said I wanted to talk about this. She thought I was going to shut it down. I asked her if she was always meeting the same man. I said that's an affair; you can get hung up on just one guy and it will wreck our marriage. I think she knew something like this was already happening. So you want me to go out with other men too. By then I found it exciting to picture wife likes to fuck other guys wife being the kind of women that would let other men fuck her. Sandy objected, But nobody else is interested. Wear sexy clothes, push up those big breasts, flirt a bit. She was taken back with that. But that wouldn't be at all like me. I figured that if she slept with other guys, she would start to forget the guy she seemed to have gotten hung up on. Soon, guys were asking her out. Once she got started, she seemed to really get into it. For the first time my wife was getting into sex. Meanwhile she had changed her looks from conservative to modern-sexy. It was like the dam broke on years of sexual repression. My wife really started getting off on sex.

Note: Merriam-Webster will tell you that a cuckold is a man whose wife is unfaithful. I love the fact my bf has a much bigger cock than my husband. I knew he was all for it by the large bulge in his swim trunks. Sometimes more often as time went on , I would think about mfm or my wife screwing someone else while I watched. As the next round was dealt, I watched as she stared at her cards with an Oh, shit look. After getting in the room and getting all set up, they began to do shots before the game even started. I somehow slipped and mentioned something of a sexual nature.