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27/05/2018
My wife Christy and I recently moved to our house in a new neighborhood. My wife is thirty-two years of age and I am thirty-nine. Christy has a very beautiful slim, toned figure and she takes pride in keeping her amazing figure in shape. She has shoulder length wavy brown hair, thirty-four inch, b cup breasts, and her pubic hair is always kept neat and tidy.
We have been married for five years and we are totally in love with each other; we are known in our circle of friends as the couple who are devoted to each other. Christy is always willing to try new things in the bedroom and does her best to fulfill all of my fantasies.
The only thing that she has not done in the fantasy department is to fuck another guy; the closest she has come is to flirt with and kiss one of her male friends at a party that he threw. She told me that his hands were all over her body and she probably would have taken it further but they were interrupted by another party guest.
We will make love at least five times a week and even on the days that we don’t have sex, we will snuggle in bed together and fall asleep in each other's arms; life is wonderful for us; but I live in hope that one day, she will fulfill my ultimate fantasy.
I have a high paid job and this allows Christy the luxury of not needing to work.
Our new house is in a select neighborhood and all of our close neighbors have introduced themselves to us. Just across the street is a guy called Chris; he is a short black man in his early forties; he is divorced and although he is only about five feet six inches tall, he seems very muscular. Chris works from home; he is a tech engineer and spends most of his time at home on the phone and computer.
When he came to introduce himself to us, I could see Christy’s eyes light up and I knew that she had an instant attraction to him; it was clear that he also had an attraction to her; the chemistry between them was instant, although we only talked for a while, I could see that her eyes were fixated on him.
That night we had amazing sex and we talked about our new neighbor; she made it crystal clear that she fancied him and teased me that, he may be the one to fulfill my ultimate fantasy!
I urged her to go as far as she liked and I made it clear that the further she went the more I would enjoy it. I could tell that she was excited at the thought of taking things further with him as we talked about him for hours that night.
Over the next few weeks, we saw a lot of Chris; he would pop over to help us with the renovations to our new home; I knew that the main reason for his help was to see my wife. The chemistry between them was electric and each night we would talk about him for hours.
Christy’s eyes lit up every time his name was mentioned and she teased me constantly about the things that she would like to do with him. I, of course, kept telling her that I would love it if she fucked him.
A few weeks later, I remember that is was a Tuesday afternoon that I got a call from Christy; he had asked her if we would like to go to the movies that evening? I knew that this was my chance to leave them alone for a few hours.
“Baby, I have that big meeting tomorrow,” I told her, “I need to finish my preparations for it tonight.”
I could feel the disappointment in her voice when I told her that I needed to be home tonight.
“Okay babe,” Christy replied, “I understand.”
“Why don’t you go?” I quickly replied, “I’m sure Chris would love that.”
“Really?” Christy screamed, “Really?”
“Yes, I want you to go.”
“Are you sure that you don’t mind?”
“Of course not; I want you to go.”
Her disappointment turned into joy as we talked. I got home and she met me at the door; she was ready for her date, wearing a short cotton printed dress and she looked amazing.
I hugged her ass as we kissed and I could feel the thin band of her thong through her dress and she smelled delicious.
“What time are you going?” I asked as our lips parted, “What time will you be home?”
“I am leaving in fifteen minutes and have no idea what time I will be home.”
“Just enjoy yourself and I am cool with whatever you do.”
Christy smiled and kissed me one more time.
“I love you,” she smiled.
“I love you too baby, just have fun.”
She kissed me again as she left for her movie date with Chris and I watched as she walked to his house across the street. Five minutes later, I watched as they left for the movie; I watched as she got into his car and they drove away. The first thing I did was to work myself off, my mixed feelings of joy and nerves were battling with each other.
Would my wife have sex with him? Would they do anything? I was praying that things would progress between them and I was anxious to hear how her first date went.
I worked out that the movie started at seven fifteen and ran for ninety minutes; she should be home around nine thirty; any later than that and it meant she had hopefully done more than just watch a movie.
My heart was beating out of my chest as the time clicked away; nine thirty had come and gone and she was not home. I was happy and nervous at the same time; my cell phone chimed, it was a text from Christy.
“We are having a drink baby, be home soon.”
I text back, “No hurry baby, enjoy!”
It was just after ten thirty when I saw his car pull into his driveway; I watched as they went into his house; my heart was racing as I fantasized about what was happening and I prayed that sex was involved.
I continued to watch his house for the next hour; finally, I saw Christy leave his house and walk to ours. I ran to the couch and acted as normal as possible; she came in and kissed me deeply.
“He kissed me, baby! He kissed me goodnight!”
I smiled.
“Did you enjoy it?”
“He kissed me! I mean, he kissed me properly!” Christy exclaimed, “He put his tongue in my mouth!”
She was so excited and I tried to hide my excitement.
“Cool, did you enjoy it?”
“He held my ass as well, while he kissed me!”
Her excitement was overwhelming, “He squeezed my ass and his tongue was in my mouth!”
“Wow,” I smiled, “He could feel that you were wearing a tiny thong under your dress?”
“Yes baby, he commented about how nice my ass felt!”
I couldn’t hide my excitement or my erection.
“It seems that him kissing me and touching my ass has made you as excited as it did me,” Christy smiled.
“It has,” I replied, “Did you kiss him back?”
“Let’s just say that I responded to his kiss.”
We made love for hours that night as she gave me every detail of her date night with our neighbor; she emphasized in great depth about her kiss goodnight and how wet it made her.
I asked if they had made any more plans to go on dates and she told me that he had said that they must do it again.
The following evening, Chris came over to see if we needed any help with the house; my wife’s eyes lit up when I asked him in. Christy was painting our bedroom and I asked Chris if he would like to help her while I continued to tile our master bathroom.
Christy was wearing a thin cotton vest with no bra and a pair of jean shorts; her nipples were hard and erect and a lot of cleavage could be seen when she bent over to fill the brush with paint.
I closed the bathroom door and tried to be as quiet as possible so that I could hear them talking. I heard a lot of laughing and whispering and I kept going out to check on what they were doing; to my dismay, each time I went out, they were just painting the walls.
It was around nine o’clock when we decided to finish for the day and Christy asked me if she could use the bathroom to shower.
“You can’t use the master shower baby,” I smiled, “but the guest bathroom shower is okay to use.”
The guest bathroom is in the hallway right next to our living room and you can see into the bathroom when you leave the kitchen and the shower has a huge glass door.
“There is no door on that bathroom,” Christy said, “You haven’t hung it yet.
“There is a door on the shower though,” I smiled, “We won’t come in while you are showering.”
Without a second thought, Christy smiled at me and said, “Oh, okay then.”
She knew that I was hoping that she would agree to shower in the guest bathroom as there was a slight chance that Chris may see her naked. I could feel an erection coming as I desperately thought of any way that I could get Chris into our kitchen.
She pulled a clean dress from her closet and grabbed a tiny red thong from her chest of drawers and walked to the hallway bathroom.
“No peeping,” Christy smiled as we walked into the living room.
“I know what you look like naked baby,” I smiled, “I’ve seen you naked before.”
“But Chris hasn’t yet,” Christy shouted.
“Yet?” I smiled, “have I missed something here?” I smiled again.
Chris sat on the couch and I went into the kitchen to get a bottle of wine; I took Chris a glass and as I left the kitchen I could see Christy in the shower; there is a large mirror in the bathroom that gives a perfect view of the shower as you leave our kitchen. She had her back to the glass and I could see every beautiful curve of her naked ass.
Suddenly, an idea came to me.
“Dang, we haven’t cleaned the paint brushes out,” I smiled, “they must be cleaned or they will be ruined.”
I put my glass down and asked Chris where he had put his brush.
“It is still in your bedroom,” Chris informed me, “I would offer to go and get it but she is in the shower.”
I smiled at Chris and bravely said, “That’s okay bud, I am open minded; I don’t care if you see her in the shower.”
I couldn’t believe that I had said that to him, but I was happy that I did.
“Oh, shall I go and get them then?” Chris smiled as he put his glass down.
“Would you mind?” I murmured, “I do need to clean them.”
Chris smiled as he stood up; I went into the kitchen and he made his way to our bedroom to get the paint brushes for me. It takes only about four seconds to reach our bedroom and I counted seven seconds before I heard the bedroom door open, so I know that he stopped to look at Christy in the shower.
It was the same on his way back; my erection was hurting in my shorts and I needed to cum. He handed me the paint brushes and I started to clean them.
“Was she still in the shower?” I asked in a shaky voice.
“Err, yes she was.”
Chris turned to walk to the living room and I saw his head turn to look one more time as he left the kitchen; I was shaking and my dick was hard; I hoped that she had turned around by now, giving him a view of her naked front.
I rejoined Chris in the living room and we chatted while waiting for my wife to join us.
“Thanks for helping us bud,” I said.
“It is my pleasure,” Chris replied, “Thanks for letting me take her to the movie last night.”
“She enjoyed her date,” I smiled; I was feeling brave and wanted to let Chris know that I was cool with him being with my wife.
“That’s good,” Chris smiled, “we went for a drink after.”
“I know, she told me.”
“Was that okay with you?”
“Sure it was; I have no problem with whatever she does bud.”
Christy joined us; she looked so hot in her button down the front short dress; the top two buttons were undone; her hair was in a ponytail and I gave her ass a playful slap as she went to sit next to me.
“I was telling Chris how you enjoyed your date, last night baby,” I smiled.
Christy blushed. We continued chatting for another hour; her eyes never left him. I stood up and told them that I needed to get to bed; I thanked Chris again and kissed my wife.
“If you give him another good night kiss; make sure you do it inside the house and not on the doorstep,” I smiled, “we don’t want the neighbors seeing.”
Christy blushed again.
“Okay baby,” Christy smiled.
I walked to our bedroom and left the door open a little so that I could hear them.
“Did you tell him that I kissed you last night?” Chris asked her.
“Yes I did; we have no secrets,” she replied, “don’t worry; he was perfectly okay with it.”
“Wow,” Chris said.
I was working my dick as I listened to them for another fifteen minutes, then Chris said that he had to get home; I heard some movement and I assumed that they were going to the front door.
“I must kiss you good night here,” Chris said.
I heard the unmistakable sound of kissing.
“You have an amazing ass,” Chris said.
“Thank you.”
“I saw this, while you were in the shower.”
“Huh?”
“I walked past to go and get the paint brushes, while you were showering; I saw you in the shower.”
“You did?” Christy shouted, “You saw me in the shower?”
“Yes, I did, it was only your gorgeous ass and back.”
“Oh my, does Steve know?”
“He told me to get the paint brushes: he said that he didn’t mind me seeing you in the shower.”
“Oh my: if I had known, I would have turned around.”
“If Steve wasn’t here, I would have asked to join you.”
“If my husband wasn’t here, you wouldn’t have needed to ask!”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, but I was in heaven; it appears that they both accept the chemistry between them.
“What are you doing?” I heard Christy say.
“Unbuttoning your dress so that I can see what I missed earlier.”
“Stop; you can’t do that here.”
“Your tits feel as amazing as your ass; just let me see them.”
“We can’t, you need to go.”
I heard some more kissing and moaning before the door closed; I jumped into bed and waited for her. Her face was blushed when she came into our bedroom and within three seconds she was naked and in bed with me.
“He saw me in the shower,” Christy smiled, “He saw my naked ass!”
“I wasn’t sure, but he did go to the bedroom to get the paint brushes,” I replied.
“He touched my tits through my dress and my ass.”
“Did you kiss him?”
“Yes baby, we had about five kisses; he wanted to strip me at the door!”
“You should have let him.”
“I couldn’t, not at the doorway,” Christy smiled, “If he is going to see me naked, I want it to be nice and relaxed, not rushed.”
“So, are you going to have sex with him?”
“Yes, I think I am,” Christy smiled as she worked on my dick, “Would you like that?”
“Oh yes baby, I would; I really would.”
“Would you like me to have his black cock inside my pussy and mouth?”
“Yes baby, yes baby I would; when are you going to fuck him?”
“I’m not sure yet but he is going to fuck me soon; maybe within a week!”
We had amazing sex that night as we continued to talk about her and Chris.
The following evening, Chris again came over to help us with the house and again, he and Christy continued to paint our bedroom while I finished the tiling in the master suite.
She was wearing a flimsy tee shirt and shorts with no bra.
Around nine fifteen we decided to stop for the night and Christy said that she needed a shower to clean herself up; I told her that the master suite is still not useable so she would need to use the hallway bathroom again.
She smiled and got a dress out of her closet, she didn’t take a thong this time and we left the bedroom. I asked Chris if he wanted a glass of wine and he accepted; we left Christy at the bathroom and we made our way to the kitchen.
I was opening the bottle of wine when Chris reminded me that we had not cleaned the paint brushes; he offered to go and get them for me. I knew that he would see her again in the shower and I smiled as I said,
“Yes please bud, I know she won’t have a problem with you seeing her in the shower again.”
He smiled as he left the kitchen to head to our bedroom and he was smiling as he returned with the dirty paint brushes.
“Did she have her back to you, in the shower?” I asked, teasingly.
“Yes, she did.”
I was feeling brave and excited as I said,
“She has an amazing ass, doesn’t she?”
“Yes, she does.”
“Her body is gorgeous,” I smiled, “Don’t you think?”
Chris was feeling very relaxed as he replied.
“I have only seen her back, but what I have seen is beautiful.”
We walked to the living room with the bottle of wine and I saw him look towards the bathroom and the mirror; she still had her back to the glass but we had a fantastic view of her naked back and ass.
We chatted for a few minutes then Christy rejoined us and an hour later I told them that I was going to bed; I kissed my wife and thanked Chris before heading to bed.
“I will be there shortly baby,” Christy smiled.
“Okay baby,” I returned the smile, “don’t forget to kiss good night inside the house.”
I winked to Chris to let him know that I was okay with him kissing my wife. Again, I listened from our opened bedroom door and again heard the familiar sound of kissing.
“If I had known that you were looking, I would have turned around,” I heard Christy say.
It was almost thirty minutes later that she joined me in the bedroom; she took off her dress and jumped into bed. She started working on my erection and told me that Chris had kissed her deeply and squeezed her ass and tits.
She then said to me, “I may shave my pubic hairs.”
“What? Why?” I asked, “I love your pussy hairs.
She went on to tell me that, while they were talking, Chris had told her how beautiful she looked from behind and how he imagined her naked from the front; she said that he imagined how her beautifully formed tits looked and how her shaved pussy looked.
She said to him, “How do you know whether I have hairs or not?”
“I can imagine that you keep yourself beautifully shaved,” Chris told her, “I love a shaved pussy.”
I smiled as I asked, “So you want to shave your pubic hairs because Chris likes a pussy to be shaved?”
“I want to be shaved when he first sees me, naked baby,” she smiled, “would you mind?”
“I love pussy hair, you know I do,” I smiled, “But if you want to shave yours for Chris then I am okay with it.”
“Thanks, baby,” she replied before taking my dick in her mouth, “I want to please him.”
“Will you let it grow back?”
“Yes baby, I know you love my hairs; it will only be shaved until he sees me naked for the first time.”
“So when are you going to shave?”
“I may do it before the weekend; I need him to see me naked as soon as possible!”
I asked her about the risk of getting pregnant as she hates using condoms: we don’t need to use them as I cannot father children; she told me that she would go to the doctor and get some birth control pill.
We had amazing sex again and I was exhausted when I finally fell asleep around two in the morning.
The following evening as I arrived home from work, Christy had a huge smile on her face.
“What’s happened to make you smile so much?” I asked.
She showed me a box of “birth control pills”
“Have you seen Chris today?” I asked.
“No, I was at the doctor's for over four hours.”
“Is he coming over tonight?” I asked.
“No, he has a job to go to this evening.” Christy replied, “But, he did ask me if I would go for a meal with him on Saturday night.”
“Wow, cool; are you going?”
“Can I? Would you mind?”
“Of course not, I want you to go: maybe that will be the night that you have sex with him!”
“Oh Lord, I hope so!”
I could see the smile and excitement on her face.
“Did you shave yet?”
“No, I am leaving that until Saturday.”
She sent Chris a text to let him know that she would love to go and have a meal with him on Saturday night. That night, we had incredible sex and we spoke about her dinner date with Chris. She kept asking me if I was okay with it and the possibility of her being fucked by him.
After reassuring her that I was actually looking forward to her date and her being fucked by him, she finally accepted that I was excited about it. We couldn't wait for Saturday to arrive and she bought a new sexy red bra and thong set to wear for her date.
I wanted him to see her naked in front of me but she wasn't ready for that yet, so we compromised; she would have two black dresses in the living room and when he arrives, she would walk in wearing just her sexy bra and thong.
She would pretend to be surprised but act normal and say that she couldn't decide which dress to wear; she would ask our advice and try them both on in front of us.
She went for a hot bath around six fifteen and Chris arrived at seven; I poured him a glass of wine and we chatted for a while.
I heard her leave our bedroom and I knew that in a few seconds, he would be seeing her in her sexy bra and thong; I was so excited and my erection was in desperate need of being dealt with.
Christy walked into the living room and stopped suddenly; she looked at Chris, then at her self and smiled.
“Oh, hi babe,” Christy said, “I didn't know that you were here.”
Chris, smiled as his eyes feasted on her semi naked body. The next thing that she did blew my mind.
She walked over to Chris, who was sitting on the couch; she bent down and kissed him in front of me! I almost cum right there and then; it wasn't a peck on the lips; it was a full blown passionate kiss, with her tongue; then a couple of normal kisses.
“You need to try these dresses on,” I said, “There will be plenty of time for that later.”
Christy broke away from kissing him and walked to the love seat where her dresses were; he saw her ass with just a sexy thong covering it, I was in heaven! He couldn't take his eyes off her: she pulled the first dress on and asked us what we thought.
It was a short black dress that plunged at the front; it flared out from the waist and looked amazing; she slid the dress off and tried the second one on. We decided that the first one looked stunning so she changed again into that one, in front of us.
I took the other dress to hang in her closet and listened in the hallway for a moment; I wanted to give them a minute or two of alone time.
“Could you come and zip my dress up babe,” I heard her say.
Then I heard the unmistakable sound of kissing.
“Your hands need to be here when we are kissing,” Christy said.
I tiptoed down the hall a little, just far enough to see them without being seen myself. I could see them locked in a passionate embrace; mouths, firmly connected, his hands were squeezing her ass.
“Or here,” she said as she pulled his hands to her breasts, “I like your hands here as well when you kiss me.”
They kissed again and I made a noise to let them know that I was on my way back.
“It's okay,” I heard her say softly, “Steve, don't mind.”
I arrived back to the living room just as she was putting his hands back to her ass; she kissed him deeply again while I stood there.
“Would you like a glass of wine before you leave baby?” I asked; their mouths were still locked together, so she gave me a thumbs up to tell me that she did.
I got her a glass of wine and couldn't believe my eyes; she had moved his hands up to her tits and he was caressing them, her hands were on top of his and I could clearly see.
“You had better get a move on if your reservation is for eight”, I said in a joking manner, “I told you, there will be plenty of time for that later.”
They broke from their kiss and she smiled at me; he looked at me, nervously, expecting me to be angry at what I had just seen; instead, I smiled to him and handed Christy her wine.
She turned to face me, still clutching his hand to her right breast; she squeezed his hand to motion him to keep it there, then she let go of his hand and took her wine from me.
His other hand tugged at her zipper and eventually pulled it up.
She smiled at me as she drank her glass of wine; his hand was still on her breast.
“I am almost ready,” Christy smiled, “I just need to redo my lip gloss.”
“Shouldn't have smudged it,” I joked, “I told you, there will be plenty of time for that later.”
They both smiled as she moved from him to go to the bathroom to redo her lip gloss; she gave me a peck on my lips as she passed me.
“Have fun tonight,” I smiled at Chris.
“We will Steve,” Chris replied, “You sure that you don’t mind?”
“Of course not bud, you two have fun.”
Christy returned to us and told Chris that she was ready. He opened the front door and went to escort her out.
“You go and open the car baby; I will be right there,” Christy smiled.
Chris did as asked and Christy came to me and kissed me passionately.
“How was that?” She asked.
“Perfect baby,” I smiled. “Better than I imagined.
“You sure that you are okay with this?” Christy asked.
“Absolutely honey; did you shave your pussy?”
“Yes, I did.”
My dick was aching as I said, “So, he will see it before me?”
“Oh dang, I hadn’t given that a thought,” Christy said in a sorry tone, “Hang on and I will show you.”
I grabbed her hand and smiled, “it's okay baby, that is even hotter, knowing that he will see your shaved pussy before I do.”
“It is?”
“Yes, it is.”
She kissed me again and said, “In that case, think about this while I am gone; he will probably, see, touch, lick and fuck my shaved pussy before you do.”
I almost cum right there and then.
“Hope so!” I shouted.
She kissed me one more time and headed to the door.
“If you are not home by midnight, I shall assume that you will be staying at his house until the morning.”
“Hopefully, I won’t see you until the morning then baby,” Christy smiled as she closed the door behind her.
As soon as they were out of sight, I worked myself off to an amazing ejaculation. I spent the next two hours imagining how her date was going and around ten fifteen I got a text from her.
“Meal was delicious baby, making our way home now.”
I replied, “Home? Our house or his?”
“His!”
“Cool, enjoy yourself, baby, I love you.”
I watched out of the window and twenty minutes later I saw his car pull into his drive; I watched as my wife went to his house with him and five minutes later I received another text.
“I am across the road baby; are you sure that you are okay with this?”
“Completely baby.”
“Just say the word and I will come home right now.”
“I want you to enjoy yourself, baby, do you want his dick?”
“Oh yes, I do!”
“Then do what ever you like, I love you.”
“I love you too my baby; hopefully, I won’t see you till the morning; sweet dreams.”
I waited up until twelve thirty to be sure that she was going to spend the whole night with him; I worked myself off before falling asleep. My mind was going crazy as I imagined what was happening across the street from me. I woke up almost every hour and found it strange with her not lying beside me.
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We have been married for five years and we are totally in love with each other; we are known in our circle of friends as the couple who are devoted to each other. Christy is always willing to try new things in the bedroom and does her best to fulfill all of my fantasies.
The only thing that she has not done in the fantasy department is to fuck another guy; the closest she has come is to flirt with and kiss one of her male friends at a party that he threw. She told me that his hands were all over her body and she probably would have taken it further but they were interrupted by another party guest.
We will make love at least five times a week and even on the days that we don’t have sex, we will snuggle in bed together and fall asleep in each other's arms; life is wonderful for us; but I live in hope that one day, she will fulfill my ultimate fantasy.
I have a high paid job and this allows Christy the luxury of not needing to work.
Our new house is in a select neighborhood and all of our close neighbors have introduced themselves to us. Just across the street is a guy called Chris; he is a short black man in his early forties; he is divorced and although he is only about five feet six inches tall, he seems very muscular. Chris works from home; he is a tech engineer and spends most of his time at home on the phone and computer.
When he came to introduce himself to us, I could see Christy’s eyes light up and I knew that she had an instant attraction to him; it was clear that he also had an attraction to her; the chemistry between them was instant, although we only talked for a while, I could see that her eyes were fixated on him.
That night we had amazing sex and we talked about our new neighbor; she made it crystal clear that she fancied him and teased me that, he may be the one to fulfill my ultimate fantasy!
I urged her to go as far as she liked and I made it clear that the further she went the more I would enjoy it. I could tell that she was excited at the thought of taking things further with him as we talked about him for hours that night.
Over the next few weeks, we saw a lot of Chris; he would pop over to help us with the renovations to our new home; I knew that the main reason for his help was to see my wife. The chemistry between them was electric and each night we would talk about him for hours.
Christy’s eyes lit up every time his name was mentioned and she teased me constantly about the things that she would like to do with him. I, of course, kept telling her that I would love it if she fucked him.
A few weeks later, I remember that is was a Tuesday afternoon that I got a call from Christy; he had asked her if we would like to go to the movies that evening? I knew that this was my chance to leave them alone for a few hours.
“Baby, I have that big meeting tomorrow,” I told her, “I need to finish my preparations for it tonight.”
I could feel the disappointment in her voice when I told her that I needed to be home tonight.
“Okay babe,” Christy replied, “I understand.”
“Why don’t you go?” I quickly replied, “I’m sure Chris would love that.”
“Really?” Christy screamed, “Really?”
“Yes, I want you to go.”
“Are you sure that you don’t mind?”
“Of course not; I want you to go.”
Her disappointment turned into joy as we talked. I got home and she met me at the door; she was ready for her date, wearing a short cotton printed dress and she looked amazing.
I hugged her ass as we kissed and I could feel the thin band of her thong through her dress and she smelled delicious.
“What time are you going?” I asked as our lips parted, “What time will you be home?”
“I am leaving in fifteen minutes and have no idea what time I will be home.”
“Just enjoy yourself and I am cool with whatever you do.”
Christy smiled and kissed me one more time.
“I love you,” she smiled.
“I love you too baby, just have fun.”
She kissed me again as she left for her movie date with Chris and I watched as she walked to his house across the street. Five minutes later, I watched as they left for the movie; I watched as she got into his car and they drove away. The first thing I did was to work myself off, my mixed feelings of joy and nerves were battling with each other.
Would my wife have sex with him? Would they do anything? I was praying that things would progress between them and I was anxious to hear how her first date went.
I worked out that the movie started at seven fifteen and ran for ninety minutes; she should be home around nine thirty; any later than that and it meant she had hopefully done more than just watch a movie.
My heart was beating out of my chest as the time clicked away; nine thirty had come and gone and she was not home. I was happy and nervous at the same time; my cell phone chimed, it was a text from Christy.
“We are having a drink baby, be home soon.”
I text back, “No hurry baby, enjoy!”
It was just after ten thirty when I saw his car pull into his driveway; I watched as they went into his house; my heart was racing as I fantasized about what was happening and I prayed that sex was involved.
I continued to watch his house for the next hour; finally, I saw Christy leave his house and walk to ours. I ran to the couch and acted as normal as possible; she came in and kissed me deeply.
“He kissed me, baby! He kissed me goodnight!”
I smiled.
“Did you enjoy it?”
“He kissed me! I mean, he kissed me properly!” Christy exclaimed, “He put his tongue in my mouth!”
She was so excited and I tried to hide my excitement.
“Cool, did you enjoy it?”
“He held my ass as well, while he kissed me!”
Her excitement was overwhelming, “He squeezed my ass and his tongue was in my mouth!”
“Wow,” I smiled, “He could feel that you were wearing a tiny thong under your dress?”
“Yes baby, he commented about how nice my ass felt!”
I couldn’t hide my excitement or my erection.
“It seems that him kissing me and touching my ass has made you as excited as it did me,” Christy smiled.
“It has,” I replied, “Did you kiss him back?”
“Let’s just say that I responded to his kiss.”
We made love for hours that night as she gave me every detail of her date night with our neighbor; she emphasized in great depth about her kiss goodnight and how wet it made her.
I asked if they had made any more plans to go on dates and she told me that he had said that they must do it again.
The following evening, Chris came over to see if we needed any help with the house; my wife’s eyes lit up when I asked him in. Christy was painting our bedroom and I asked Chris if he would like to help her while I continued to tile our master bathroom.
Christy was wearing a thin cotton vest with no bra and a pair of jean shorts; her nipples were hard and erect and a lot of cleavage could be seen when she bent over to fill the brush with paint.
I closed the bathroom door and tried to be as quiet as possible so that I could hear them talking. I heard a lot of laughing and whispering and I kept going out to check on what they were doing; to my dismay, each time I went out, they were just painting the walls.
It was around nine o’clock when we decided to finish for the day and Christy asked me if she could use the bathroom to shower.
“You can’t use the master shower baby,” I smiled, “but the guest bathroom shower is okay to use.”
The guest bathroom is in the hallway right next to our living room and you can see into the bathroom when you leave the kitchen and the shower has a huge glass door.
“There is no door on that bathroom,” Christy said, “You haven’t hung it yet.
“There is a door on the shower though,” I smiled, “We won’t come in while you are showering.”
Without a second thought, Christy smiled at me and said, “Oh, okay then.”
She knew that I was hoping that she would agree to shower in the guest bathroom as there was a slight chance that Chris may see her naked. I could feel an erection coming as I desperately thought of any way that I could get Chris into our kitchen.
She pulled a clean dress from her closet and grabbed a tiny red thong from her chest of drawers and walked to the hallway bathroom.
“No peeping,” Christy smiled as we walked into the living room.
“I know what you look like naked baby,” I smiled, “I’ve seen you naked before.”
“But Chris hasn’t yet,” Christy shouted.
“Yet?” I smiled, “have I missed something here?” I smiled again.
Chris sat on the couch and I went into the kitchen to get a bottle of wine; I took Chris a glass and as I left the kitchen I could see Christy in the shower; there is a large mirror in the bathroom that gives a perfect view of the shower as you leave our kitchen. She had her back to the glass and I could see every beautiful curve of her naked ass.
Suddenly, an idea came to me.
“Dang, we haven’t cleaned the paint brushes out,” I smiled, “they must be cleaned or they will be ruined.”
I put my glass down and asked Chris where he had put his brush.
“It is still in your bedroom,” Chris informed me, “I would offer to go and get it but she is in the shower.”
I smiled at Chris and bravely said, “That’s okay bud, I am open minded; I don’t care if you see her in the shower.”
I couldn’t believe that I had said that to him, but I was happy that I did.
“Oh, shall I go and get them then?” Chris smiled as he put his glass down.
“Would you mind?” I murmured, “I do need to clean them.”
Chris smiled as he stood up; I went into the kitchen and he made his way to our bedroom to get the paint brushes for me. It takes only about four seconds to reach our bedroom and I counted seven seconds before I heard the bedroom door open, so I know that he stopped to look at Christy in the shower.
It was the same on his way back; my erection was hurting in my shorts and I needed to cum. He handed me the paint brushes and I started to clean them.
“Was she still in the shower?” I asked in a shaky voice.
“Err, yes she was.”
Chris turned to walk to the living room and I saw his head turn to look one more time as he left the kitchen; I was shaking and my dick was hard; I hoped that she had turned around by now, giving him a view of her naked front.
I rejoined Chris in the living room and we chatted while waiting for my wife to join us.
“Thanks for helping us bud,” I said.
“It is my pleasure,” Chris replied, “Thanks for letting me take her to the movie last night.”
“She enjoyed her date,” I smiled; I was feeling brave and wanted to let Chris know that I was cool with him being with my wife.
“That’s good,” Chris smiled, “we went for a drink after.”
“I know, she told me.”
“Was that okay with you?”
“Sure it was; I have no problem with whatever she does bud.”
Christy joined us; she looked so hot in her button down the front short dress; the top two buttons were undone; her hair was in a ponytail and I gave her ass a playful slap as she went to sit next to me.
“I was telling Chris how you enjoyed your date, last night baby,” I smiled.
Christy blushed. We continued chatting for another hour; her eyes never left him. I stood up and told them that I needed to get to bed; I thanked Chris again and kissed my wife.
“If you give him another good night kiss; make sure you do it inside the house and not on the doorstep,” I smiled, “we don’t want the neighbors seeing.”
Christy blushed again.
“Okay baby,” Christy smiled.
I walked to our bedroom and left the door open a little so that I could hear them.
“Did you tell him that I kissed you last night?” Chris asked her.
“Yes I did; we have no secrets,” she replied, “don’t worry; he was perfectly okay with it.”
“Wow,” Chris said.
I was working my dick as I listened to them for another fifteen minutes, then Chris said that he had to get home; I heard some movement and I assumed that they were going to the front door.
“I must kiss you good night here,” Chris said.
I heard the unmistakable sound of kissing.
“You have an amazing ass,” Chris said.
“Thank you.”
“I saw this, while you were in the shower.”
“Huh?”
“I walked past to go and get the paint brushes, while you were showering; I saw you in the shower.”
“You did?” Christy shouted, “You saw me in the shower?”
“Yes, I did, it was only your gorgeous ass and back.”
“Oh my, does Steve know?”
“He told me to get the paint brushes: he said that he didn’t mind me seeing you in the shower.”
“Oh my: if I had known, I would have turned around.”
“If Steve wasn’t here, I would have asked to join you.”
“If my husband wasn’t here, you wouldn’t have needed to ask!”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, but I was in heaven; it appears that they both accept the chemistry between them.
“What are you doing?” I heard Christy say.
“Unbuttoning your dress so that I can see what I missed earlier.”
“Stop; you can’t do that here.”
“Your tits feel as amazing as your ass; just let me see them.”
“We can’t, you need to go.”
I heard some more kissing and moaning before the door closed; I jumped into bed and waited for her. Her face was blushed when she came into our bedroom and within three seconds she was naked and in bed with me.
“He saw me in the shower,” Christy smiled, “He saw my naked ass!”
“I wasn’t sure, but he did go to the bedroom to get the paint brushes,” I replied.
“He touched my tits through my dress and my ass.”
“Did you kiss him?”
“Yes baby, we had about five kisses; he wanted to strip me at the door!”
“You should have let him.”
“I couldn’t, not at the doorway,” Christy smiled, “If he is going to see me naked, I want it to be nice and relaxed, not rushed.”
“So, are you going to have sex with him?”
“Yes, I think I am,” Christy smiled as she worked on my dick, “Would you like that?”
“Oh yes baby, I would; I really would.”
“Would you like me to have his black cock inside my pussy and mouth?”
“Yes baby, yes baby I would; when are you going to fuck him?”
“I’m not sure yet but he is going to fuck me soon; maybe within a week!”
We had amazing sex that night as we continued to talk about her and Chris.
The following evening, Chris again came over to help us with the house and again, he and Christy continued to paint our bedroom while I finished the tiling in the master suite.
She was wearing a flimsy tee shirt and shorts with no bra.
Around nine fifteen we decided to stop for the night and Christy said that she needed a shower to clean herself up; I told her that the master suite is still not useable so she would need to use the hallway bathroom again.
She smiled and got a dress out of her closet, she didn’t take a thong this time and we left the bedroom. I asked Chris if he wanted a glass of wine and he accepted; we left Christy at the bathroom and we made our way to the kitchen.
I was opening the bottle of wine when Chris reminded me that we had not cleaned the paint brushes; he offered to go and get them for me. I knew that he would see her again in the shower and I smiled as I said,
“Yes please bud, I know she won’t have a problem with you seeing her in the shower again.”
He smiled as he left the kitchen to head to our bedroom and he was smiling as he returned with the dirty paint brushes.
“Did she have her back to you, in the shower?” I asked, teasingly.
“Yes, she did.”
I was feeling brave and excited as I said,
“She has an amazing ass, doesn’t she?”
“Yes, she does.”
“Her body is gorgeous,” I smiled, “Don’t you think?”
Chris was feeling very relaxed as he replied.
“I have only seen her back, but what I have seen is beautiful.”
We walked to the living room with the bottle of wine and I saw him look towards the bathroom and the mirror; she still had her back to the glass but we had a fantastic view of her naked back and ass.
We chatted for a few minutes then Christy rejoined us and an hour later I told them that I was going to bed; I kissed my wife and thanked Chris before heading to bed.
“I will be there shortly baby,” Christy smiled.
“Okay baby,” I returned the smile, “don’t forget to kiss good night inside the house.”
I winked to Chris to let him know that I was okay with him kissing my wife. Again, I listened from our opened bedroom door and again heard the familiar sound of kissing.
“If I had known that you were looking, I would have turned around,” I heard Christy say.
It was almost thirty minutes later that she joined me in the bedroom; she took off her dress and jumped into bed. She started working on my erection and told me that Chris had kissed her deeply and squeezed her ass and tits.
She then said to me, “I may shave my pubic hairs.”
“What? Why?” I asked, “I love your pussy hairs.
She went on to tell me that, while they were talking, Chris had told her how beautiful she looked from behind and how he imagined her naked from the front; she said that he imagined how her beautifully formed tits looked and how her shaved pussy looked.
She said to him, “How do you know whether I have hairs or not?”
“I can imagine that you keep yourself beautifully shaved,” Chris told her, “I love a shaved pussy.”
I smiled as I asked, “So you want to shave your pubic hairs because Chris likes a pussy to be shaved?”
“I want to be shaved when he first sees me, naked baby,” she smiled, “would you mind?”
“I love pussy hair, you know I do,” I smiled, “But if you want to shave yours for Chris then I am okay with it.”
“Thanks, baby,” she replied before taking my dick in her mouth, “I want to please him.”
“Will you let it grow back?”
“Yes baby, I know you love my hairs; it will only be shaved until he sees me naked for the first time.”
“So when are you going to shave?”
“I may do it before the weekend; I need him to see me naked as soon as possible!”
I asked her about the risk of getting pregnant as she hates using condoms: we don’t need to use them as I cannot father children; she told me that she would go to the doctor and get some birth control pill.
We had amazing sex again and I was exhausted when I finally fell asleep around two in the morning.
The following evening as I arrived home from work, Christy had a huge smile on her face.
“What’s happened to make you smile so much?” I asked.
She showed me a box of “birth control pills”
“Have you seen Chris today?” I asked.
“No, I was at the doctor's for over four hours.”
“Is he coming over tonight?” I asked.
“No, he has a job to go to this evening.” Christy replied, “But, he did ask me if I would go for a meal with him on Saturday night.”
“Wow, cool; are you going?”
“Can I? Would you mind?”
“Of course not, I want you to go: maybe that will be the night that you have sex with him!”
“Oh Lord, I hope so!”
I could see the smile and excitement on her face.
“Did you shave yet?”
“No, I am leaving that until Saturday.”
She sent Chris a text to let him know that she would love to go and have a meal with him on Saturday night. That night, we had incredible sex and we spoke about her dinner date with Chris. She kept asking me if I was okay with it and the possibility of her being fucked by him.
After reassuring her that I was actually looking forward to her date and her being fucked by him, she finally accepted that I was excited about it. We couldn't wait for Saturday to arrive and she bought a new sexy red bra and thong set to wear for her date.
I wanted him to see her naked in front of me but she wasn't ready for that yet, so we compromised; she would have two black dresses in the living room and when he arrives, she would walk in wearing just her sexy bra and thong.
She would pretend to be surprised but act normal and say that she couldn't decide which dress to wear; she would ask our advice and try them both on in front of us.
She went for a hot bath around six fifteen and Chris arrived at seven; I poured him a glass of wine and we chatted for a while.
I heard her leave our bedroom and I knew that in a few seconds, he would be seeing her in her sexy bra and thong; I was so excited and my erection was in desperate need of being dealt with.
Christy walked into the living room and stopped suddenly; she looked at Chris, then at her self and smiled.
“Oh, hi babe,” Christy said, “I didn't know that you were here.”
Chris, smiled as his eyes feasted on her semi naked body. The next thing that she did blew my mind.
She walked over to Chris, who was sitting on the couch; she bent down and kissed him in front of me! I almost cum right there and then; it wasn't a peck on the lips; it was a full blown passionate kiss, with her tongue; then a couple of normal kisses.
“You need to try these dresses on,” I said, “There will be plenty of time for that later.”
Christy broke away from kissing him and walked to the love seat where her dresses were; he saw her ass with just a sexy thong covering it, I was in heaven! He couldn't take his eyes off her: she pulled the first dress on and asked us what we thought.
It was a short black dress that plunged at the front; it flared out from the waist and looked amazing; she slid the dress off and tried the second one on. We decided that the first one looked stunning so she changed again into that one, in front of us.
I took the other dress to hang in her closet and listened in the hallway for a moment; I wanted to give them a minute or two of alone time.
“Could you come and zip my dress up babe,” I heard her say.
Then I heard the unmistakable sound of kissing.
“Your hands need to be here when we are kissing,” Christy said.
I tiptoed down the hall a little, just far enough to see them without being seen myself. I could see them locked in a passionate embrace; mouths, firmly connected, his hands were squeezing her ass.
“Or here,” she said as she pulled his hands to her breasts, “I like your hands here as well when you kiss me.”
They kissed again and I made a noise to let them know that I was on my way back.
“It's okay,” I heard her say softly, “Steve, don't mind.”
I arrived back to the living room just as she was putting his hands back to her ass; she kissed him deeply again while I stood there.
“Would you like a glass of wine before you leave baby?” I asked; their mouths were still locked together, so she gave me a thumbs up to tell me that she did.
I got her a glass of wine and couldn't believe my eyes; she had moved his hands up to her tits and he was caressing them, her hands were on top of his and I could clearly see.
“You had better get a move on if your reservation is for eight”, I said in a joking manner, “I told you, there will be plenty of time for that later.”
They broke from their kiss and she smiled at me; he looked at me, nervously, expecting me to be angry at what I had just seen; instead, I smiled to him and handed Christy her wine.
She turned to face me, still clutching his hand to her right breast; she squeezed his hand to motion him to keep it there, then she let go of his hand and took her wine from me.
His other hand tugged at her zipper and eventually pulled it up.
She smiled at me as she drank her glass of wine; his hand was still on her breast.
“I am almost ready,” Christy smiled, “I just need to redo my lip gloss.”
“Shouldn't have smudged it,” I joked, “I told you, there will be plenty of time for that later.”
They both smiled as she moved from him to go to the bathroom to redo her lip gloss; she gave me a peck on my lips as she passed me.
“Have fun tonight,” I smiled at Chris.
“We will Steve,” Chris replied, “You sure that you don’t mind?”
“Of course not bud, you two have fun.”
Christy returned to us and told Chris that she was ready. He opened the front door and went to escort her out.
“You go and open the car baby; I will be right there,” Christy smiled.
Chris did as asked and Christy came to me and kissed me passionately.
“How was that?” She asked.
“Perfect baby,” I smiled. “Better than I imagined.
“You sure that you are okay with this?” Christy asked.
“Absolutely honey; did you shave your pussy?”
“Yes, I did.”
My dick was aching as I said, “So, he will see it before me?”
“Oh dang, I hadn’t given that a thought,” Christy said in a sorry tone, “Hang on and I will show you.”
I grabbed her hand and smiled, “it's okay baby, that is even hotter, knowing that he will see your shaved pussy before I do.”
“It is?”
“Yes, it is.”
She kissed me again and said, “In that case, think about this while I am gone; he will probably, see, touch, lick and fuck my shaved pussy before you do.”
I almost cum right there and then.
“Hope so!” I shouted.
She kissed me one more time and headed to the door.
“If you are not home by midnight, I shall assume that you will be staying at his house until the morning.”
“Hopefully, I won’t see you until the morning then baby,” Christy smiled as she closed the door behind her.
As soon as they were out of sight, I worked myself off to an amazing ejaculation. I spent the next two hours imagining how her date was going and around ten fifteen I got a text from her.
“Meal was delicious baby, making our way home now.”
I replied, “Home? Our house or his?”
“His!”
“Cool, enjoy yourself, baby, I love you.”
I watched out of the window and twenty minutes later I saw his car pull into his drive; I watched as my wife went to his house with him and five minutes later I received another text.
“I am across the road baby; are you sure that you are okay with this?”
“Completely baby.”
“Just say the word and I will come home right now.”
“I want you to enjoy yourself, baby, do you want his dick?”
“Oh yes, I do!”
“Then do what ever you like, I love you.”
“I love you too my baby; hopefully, I won’t see you till the morning; sweet dreams.”
I waited up until twelve thirty to be sure that she was going to spend the whole night with him; I worked myself off before falling asleep. My mind was going crazy as I imagined what was happening across the street from me. I woke up almost every hour and found it strange with her not lying beside me.
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