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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
26/11/2019
My name is Tony and my wife’s name is Bridgette. We are third generation NYC Ricans. I am 6’ tall and have brown skin. I keep my hair shaved close and maintain a well trimmed beard. Brigette is and always has been a stunningly beautiful woman.
She is more ethnically European Spanish. She still has jet black hair but her skin is perfect and a pale white. She has grey colored eyes the color of smoke that are simply mesmerizing.
We met in high school she was only a freshman and I was a junior. I was an athlete and she was a cheerleader. Even at that age her 5’2” frame was well developed. She had nice sized breast a killer tiny waist and perfect round hips attached to a firm big ass.
Well I got her pregnant when she was sixteen. She dropped out of school and finished by getting her GED. I graduated and went on to a trade school. We married and lived with my parents and two younger siblings in a small three bedroom apartment.
It was a rough three years with money being tight and living in those tight quarters. I finally started making enough money on my job and working side jobs to get us our own two bedroom apartment.
It wasn’t much but we were happy. Bridgette was a wonderful homemaker and mother. She learned to sew and made a lot of things for our place.
As the years passed and I made more money we eventually made it out of the city and into the suburbs. We only had one child that kept Bridgette very busy. She was a part of everything as a mom. She was a PTA board member, soccer mom, booster club member, church mom and more.
When my son started highschool there was less for her to be involved with. He didn’t want his mom everywhere he was apparently. This led a huge void in her life. I would say she was a little depressed. All she had ever known as an adult was being a mom and house wife.
My work kept me very busy. Her son had his own life now. She was feeling unneeded and without any purpose. I finally recommended she go to work. She scoffed saying she had no skills and she didn’t want to have anything to do with serving food or making hotel beds.
Then one day she called me excited about a conversation she had with an old friend of hers that was a secretary. Bridgette enrolled at a secretarial school that offered an 18 month program.
It bothered her a little that at the ripe old age of 30 she was the oldest student in the school. She adapted and even started to socialize with a few of the twentyish girls.
The end result was she joined a fitness club and cut her long black hair into a short sassy cut and dyed it platinum. I had to say she looked smokin hot. The real shocker came a little later.
I had tattoos on my arms, upper back and calves. I initially argued against her getting any tattoo. Her skin is so perfectly soft and pale, I didn’t want it blemished.
She was adamant about transforming her image so I gave in. We went to a tattoo artist friend of mine. After much discussion she agreed to no tattoos on her arms or legs. Over the next month she got a beautiful tattoo of a large butterfly on her upper right breast. The second and last one was a cool symbol that covered about a third of her thick firm left buttocks.
Both works were under my watchful gaze. I was open to her getting the work done but the areas on her body she chose weren’t getting touched by another man without me being there. I didn’t care if he was my friend.
Bridgette thought my jealousy was cute. I wasn’t feeling the same way. With her transformation complete her libido went through the roof. We had sex twice as much and it did all over the house. Which was completely out of her comfort zone.
The new look platinum hair and the tattoos had me in a state of constant arousal. We joined a Salsa dance club together. Over time I was less jealous of men openly appreciating her looks. In fact sometimes I would get turned on by their comments or if she danced provocatively with them.
One secondary affect of her looking so good was she was noticed by the big wigs at her job. She received promotions quickly which moved her up the secretarial pool. No doubt she was great at her job. But it was obvious to me her looks were also a key factor in her rise to the upper floors of her high rise workplace.
After a week in her new posting she came home a little flustered. Apparently her new boss Jim left no doubt he found her attractive. He mentioned how far she could go with the “right attitude”.
I got angry and threatened to put my blue collar fist through his white collar face. Bridgette asked me to calm down. She loved her job and where she worked. She didn’t need me to fight her battles. She just needed me to listen to her.
I agreed to let her handle him. But if he persisted I would handle it myself or she would have to find a new job. Well she did confront him the next time he was inappropriate. He wasn’t prepared for her fiery Latina reaction.
She told me after she went off on him she fully expected to be fired. Jim surprised her by apologizing profusely and begged for her forgiveness. She accepted his apology and was thankful to still have her job.
Over the next several months Jim gave her more responsibilities and treated her respectfully. So when I finally met him at her companies annual holiday party. I was less inclined to bust him in the face.
Jim was friendly and carried himself with a lot of self confidence. He was a handsome man in his early fifties fit and about 6’3”. He was divorced and without a date. His salt and pepper thick wavy hair and all year tan definitely gave him a smooth player look.
Bridgette out did herself for the event. Her black knee length dress fit her curvaceous body like a glove. The plunging neck of the dress showed off her cleavage as well as her butterfly tattoo. Her thick lips looked tantalizing with bright red lipstick. The addition of the small diamond stud on the side of her nose was like a star tree topper as a finishing touch.
Heads turned as we made our way around the large room to mingle. Jim led us from group to group introducing us to people even she didn’t know. Many of them men that were even higher up in the company than even Jim was.
It was like he was showing off his trophy to gain some type of advantage with these men. I was a little irritated but didn’t want to make a scene for Bridgette’s sake.
As the night went on and people drank more the party picked up. People were dancing and carrying on. I encouraged Bridgette to have fun. We kind of stole the spot lite with a racy salsa dance. She and I were both asked to show others some steps.
Eventually Jim asked her to dance. She was a little tipsy and let him lead her out on the dance floor. The faster song ended and a slower song came on. She made to leave the dance floor, but he pleaded with her to stay and dance.
She seemed hesitant but stayed on the dance floor. They talked while they danced as he held her very close. The song ended and she returned to the table looking a little flustered. She immediately said she was fine when I asked. I suspected Jim might of gotten aroused while dancing so close with her.
I let it go, weirdly thinking that it actually turned me on more than anything. So a couple songs later when he asked her to dance to another slow song. She looked at me. I smiled and told her to go ahead. She didn’t expect that at all.
This time I moved off to the side in the shadows. They started out like before talking as they danced. Then she leaned her head against his chest. By the end of the song his hands had moved from her to at waist to the top of her ass.
I knew they were both a little bit lit. Bridgette wouldn’t remember any of it the next day. I however, would but more because my cock grew so hard.
The night ended and we went up to our hotel room. By the time the door closed we had undressed each other almost tearing our clothes off. She was so turned on she begged me to fuck her straight away. She got on the bed with her head down and ass up in the air.
I moved up behind her rubbed my swollen cock up and down her pussy a couple time. I slid into her pussy easily it was so wet. I didn’t care if it was because of Jim. It felt so good and she was so turned on she didn’t wait for me.
She started to throw her big firm ass back at me. She was was moaning and telling me she needed my cock so bad. Like always my focus was on how her ass cheeks bounced and shook as we fucked.
I gripped the cheek with the tattoo as I started to fuck her back. Within a few minutes she came with a yell I know could be heard a long way down the hallway. I continued to fuck her hard. Her hands braces against the headboard to absorb my thrust.
She was on the verge of another orgasm. I imagined it was Jim fucking instead of myself. In the heat of passion I said,”wouldn’t you like this to be Jim’s cock!”.
She put her face into a pillow and screamed out as another orgasm hit. I pulled out and shot a huge load all over her ass. We collapsed both breathing heavily.
Before I could ask her if what I said turned her on so much. She had passed out asleep. The next morning she gave no indication she even remembered what I said. I just let it go as to her having to much drink.
Over the next couple months all I thought about was Jim fucking my wife. I wanted to broach the subject with Bridgette. But even though she didn’t look like a former stay at home soccer mom anymore. Didn’t mean she wasn’t that same woman.
Then one day she came home and seemed distracted. I asked her what was up. She told me that over the last couple months she was doing more than normal admin type work. Jim had her preparing slides and briefs for an upcoming business trip he was going on.
I congratulated her on getting more responsibility. She looked at me but hesitated before saying, “Jim wants me to go with him and help with the presentation.”
My insides kind of flip flopped a couple times. Then my fantasy instantly popped up in my mind. I almost blurted out to her that she should go with him and also fuck him.
I caught myself instead sayin,”Hon, you should go. This could be an incredible opportunity for you. Besides it looks like you did most of the work.”
She stared into my eyes with her piercing grey eyes. She was searching for a gotcha moment I suspect. She asked.”Are you sure? It will be out of town for a couple days.”
I teased with a smile, “Separate rooms right?.” If she had known what I wanted to happen she would have lost it.
She immediately told me of course. I told her then it was settled she was going. She opened her mouth to say something else but stopped. I knew she was confused about my being so supportive.
The following Monday I dropped her off at the airport. As I watched her walk away and how her ass swayed in her right jeans. All I could think about was her riding Jim’s cock in some hotel room.
The rest of the day my mind was distracted about the same thing. I was confident that she wouldn’t do anything. But the fact was I wanted her to do everything. Shortly after I got home she called me.
She was clearly excited about visiting a new city. The hotel was a five star high rise hotel. Her rooms exterior wall was glass from floor to ceiling. With and amazing view of the city.
We talked for a while longer. I really wanted to tell her about my fantasy. Before I could work up the courage. She said she had to go to get ready for an icebreaker social. We hung up and I was completely flustered.
I tried to convince myself I was being stupid for even entertaining the idea of her sleeping with another man. It didn’t work all I could think about was her full lips on his cock. Her nails raking his back and more.
A couple hours later Bridgette called me again. She was in her room and sounded a little tipsy. She said she had an amazing time and met some amazing people. I wanted to ask her if Jim made any sexual advances toward her. Again I just couldn’t do it.
Needless to say I had a restless night after we hung up. That evening again I got a call from her. She was very excited that the presentation went off without a hitch and Jim had publicly given her most of the credit.
Again we could only talk for a short time as they were having dinner with some of the important people. I decided to take a chance and tell her about my fantasy. I had to or I was going to drive myself crazy again that night.
I said,”Hon, you know I love you right?”
There was a long pause before she responded “yes”.
I took a deep breath and simply said,”I know Jim finds you attractive.”
Before I could say more she cut me off telling me not to start with the jealousy stuff.
I told her I wasn’t jealous and asked her to just listen.
She huffed aloud and I am sure rolled her eyes. I said,” Hon, I want you to have sex with Jim.” There it was, no pulling those words back.
There was a very long pause on her end. I had to ask if she was still there. Finally, she said,”Tony, what do you mean?”
I told her how I had felt since her holiday party. I was honest with her about everything. I really thought she would go off on me. But she didn’t, she said,”Baby I know you love me. But I couldn’t do anything like that. Your all I want or need.”
I told her I loved her as well and asked her to just consider doing it. She told me she had to get ready and we hung up. I tried to stay busy over the next couple hours. I watched a ball game. Then tinkered with an old truck I was rehabbing.
I expected her to call me in couple hours but it dragged on much longer. I finally went to bed and laid there restlessly. The phone rang startling me. When I answered Bridgette said hello with a slight slur in her voice.
Before I could respond. She asked me,”Are you sure you want this?”
I had to be sure we were talking about the same “this”. I said, “Do you mean do I want you to have sex with Jim.”
A long pause, then she said, “Yes. Are you sure you want this to happen? You won’t hold it against me later?”
My mouth got dry all of a sudden. I told her,”Yes, I want you to fuck Jim. No, I won’t hold it against you.”
She told me to hold on a second. She dialed Jim’s room from her room phone. I heard her say she had some wine left over that she didn’t want to go to waste as they were leaving the next morning.
It wasn’t but a couple minutes later there was a knock on her door. He came in and started talking about how well things went with their trip. Glasses clinked and they talk a short time.
I thought she would reconsider doing anything. Then Jim said,”Bridgette, please don’t get angry with me but. I have to say your are very beautiful.” She thanked him for the compliment.
Then surprised me when she asked him. “Jim do you remember us dancing at the holiday party?”
He said he did and enjoyed it very much. She said she did as well. Then shocked me when she said,”I felt you get aroused while he danced.”
All this time I thought she had to much to drink to rememberer. He tried to play it off as well we all had a lot to drink and she looked so good who could blame him.
Then she went for it. She told him,”Tony noticed.”
He stuttered out an apology and reiterated he had a lot to drink. I think she was taking some pleasure in his discomfort. She laughed saying,”Jim, my husband isn’t upset about it. He actually wants me to sleep with you.”
The silence was deafening. He asked her if this was a joke. She picked up her phone saying, “Babe you there I have you on speaker phone.”
Well this was awkward but she was now in control. I answered her I was. She put me on speakerphone. She asked me what I wanted her to do.
My heart was racing a thousand miles per hour. I said, “Babe you know what I want.”
She told me to say it. I said,”I want Jim to fuck you.”
She didn’t say another word. She set her phone down making clunking sounds. I never dreamed it would get this far. When it did I assumed she would hang up the phone. But I could now hear them kissing.
Soon there was a rustling of clothes coming off. Followed by him sighing,”You suck cock so good.”
I almost yelled stop over the phone having a short bout of doubt. But it never came out. She was moaning around his cock while making loud wet sucking sounds.
After a few minutes I heard the bed squeak. It was her turn to sigh and compliment him on eating her kissy so well. He was making obscene smacking sounds as he ate her to an orgasm.
She begged him to fuck her. Just by the sounds they both made I could tell he had entered her pussy. They were kissing passionately. I could visualize him on top of her. Slowly working his cock in and out. Her muscular legs pull back and wide giving him full access.
She was moaning more and talking to him. She told him his cock felt amazing. She asked him to fuck her harder. With that I could hear the steady thwack of his balls against her hard phat ass.
Bridgette was moaning louder now whispering encouragement to him. She hissed in response to him biting and sucking on her big nipples. I could tell she was on the verge of cumming.
He was really laying the pipe at this point. His body slamming into hers. She came yelling his name. He stopped pounding on her. I thought he might of cum as well.
There was more rustling about. Then I heard the curtains move on their tracks. There was a short silence before she let out a long moan. I could tell he was fucking her again. She panted out,”Yessss! Give it to me! Shit you fuck so good!”
I could hear squeaking sounds like skin on glass. Bridgette was moaning louder and switching between English and Spanish. It wasn’t to long and she came again. Soon after I could tell she was sucking his cock again.
He finally peaked and came with a shout. She let me know where he came by announcing,”Yes I love hot cum on my big titties!”
She had never ever taken any cum in her mouth or on her face. I was sure it would be on her tits if not in her pussy. It was then I noticed I had cum all over my own stomach.
I heard them talking softly. Then she picked up the phone. She asked me,”Are you ok?”
I looked down at my sticky stomach saying,”That was so fricking hot.. Yeah, I‘m good.”
She told me she would see me at the airport the next afternoon. I heard her let out a small squeal as she hung up.
My mind raced all night long. I bantered the pros and cons around. Wondering if I just ruined my marriage or opened up a whole new path we would travel together. I jerked off twice during the night replaying everything in my mind.
The next day I was both nervous and excited to see Bridgette. Jim was no where around when I picked her up. I was glad as it would of been more awkward than it already was.
We both said short hellos and she kissed me on the cheek. As I drove off I placed my hand on her thigh saying,”Baby, I’’m ok if you are?”
She visibly relaxed and scooted closer to me putting her head on my shoulder. At home we sat and talked everything over. I asked her why she let me listen over the phone.
She admitted she had been sexually attracted to Jim for a little while. But she wouldn’t have done anything to jeopardize losing me. When I asked her to have sex with Jim it confused her at first but it also made wet wxcited. At dinner that night she came up with dozens of reasons it was a bad idea. But the thought of fucking him was driving her crazy.
She decided to go for it but rationalized it had to be about us and not her and Jim solely. I actually understood her logic and told her I appreciated her thinking that way.
I had to ask her about his cock. She smiled impishly at me saying,”He is about an inch longer than you and about half again as thick.”
She searched my eyes for any signs of jealousy or regret. I felt none at all. She went on to tell me what she remembered about the sex.
Most of what I thought was accurate. But when she described how he moved her in front of the huge window wall and opened the curtains so she was exposed to the city below. He had her place her hands high up on the glass. Then fucked her from behind. Between his cock and being exposed like that she said she had the most intense orgasm of her life.
She noticed I was hard and began to stroke me as she continued. I breathlessly asked her if he stayed the night. She again smiled at me saying,”He did and fucked me again in the morning.”
She was fisting my cock faster now. She went on to say he joined her in the shower. They washed each other bodies both getting aroused again. They dried off and moved back to the bed where they spent time in a sixty nine.
She said she mounted his big cock and rode him to another great orgasm. She climbed off his cock and started to suck him again. She normally wouldn’t suck cock after it was in her pussy. I felt my cock get even harder as her fist moved faster.
I asked her if she let him cum on her tits again. She flicked the head of my cock with her tongue. While she looked up into my eyes. She said,”I took his cum in my mouth.”
My eyes crossed in my head as I shot cum high in the air. My eyes were closed then shot open as her mouth clamped over the head of my cock and she stayed like that as I continued to spurt into her mouth.
When I was finished she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. There was no trace of cum in her mouth. Later that night we made passionate love. Afterwards she told me she made sure Jim knew that she loved me and there would be nothing more for him than sex.
I hadn’t even thought past a first time. How could I have thought it would only be a one and done. I told her I loved her forever and couldn’t wait until it happened again.
Sorry for being so long. I thought it import to get into details of our back stories. I have more for later but they won’t be as long.
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She is more ethnically European Spanish. She still has jet black hair but her skin is perfect and a pale white. She has grey colored eyes the color of smoke that are simply mesmerizing.
We met in high school she was only a freshman and I was a junior. I was an athlete and she was a cheerleader. Even at that age her 5’2” frame was well developed. She had nice sized breast a killer tiny waist and perfect round hips attached to a firm big ass.
Well I got her pregnant when she was sixteen. She dropped out of school and finished by getting her GED. I graduated and went on to a trade school. We married and lived with my parents and two younger siblings in a small three bedroom apartment.
It was a rough three years with money being tight and living in those tight quarters. I finally started making enough money on my job and working side jobs to get us our own two bedroom apartment.
It wasn’t much but we were happy. Bridgette was a wonderful homemaker and mother. She learned to sew and made a lot of things for our place.
As the years passed and I made more money we eventually made it out of the city and into the suburbs. We only had one child that kept Bridgette very busy. She was a part of everything as a mom. She was a PTA board member, soccer mom, booster club member, church mom and more.
When my son started highschool there was less for her to be involved with. He didn’t want his mom everywhere he was apparently. This led a huge void in her life. I would say she was a little depressed. All she had ever known as an adult was being a mom and house wife.
My work kept me very busy. Her son had his own life now. She was feeling unneeded and without any purpose. I finally recommended she go to work. She scoffed saying she had no skills and she didn’t want to have anything to do with serving food or making hotel beds.
Then one day she called me excited about a conversation she had with an old friend of hers that was a secretary. Bridgette enrolled at a secretarial school that offered an 18 month program.
It bothered her a little that at the ripe old age of 30 she was the oldest student in the school. She adapted and even started to socialize with a few of the twentyish girls.
The end result was she joined a fitness club and cut her long black hair into a short sassy cut and dyed it platinum. I had to say she looked smokin hot. The real shocker came a little later.
I had tattoos on my arms, upper back and calves. I initially argued against her getting any tattoo. Her skin is so perfectly soft and pale, I didn’t want it blemished.
She was adamant about transforming her image so I gave in. We went to a tattoo artist friend of mine. After much discussion she agreed to no tattoos on her arms or legs. Over the next month she got a beautiful tattoo of a large butterfly on her upper right breast. The second and last one was a cool symbol that covered about a third of her thick firm left buttocks.
Both works were under my watchful gaze. I was open to her getting the work done but the areas on her body she chose weren’t getting touched by another man without me being there. I didn’t care if he was my friend.
Bridgette thought my jealousy was cute. I wasn’t feeling the same way. With her transformation complete her libido went through the roof. We had sex twice as much and it did all over the house. Which was completely out of her comfort zone.
The new look platinum hair and the tattoos had me in a state of constant arousal. We joined a Salsa dance club together. Over time I was less jealous of men openly appreciating her looks. In fact sometimes I would get turned on by their comments or if she danced provocatively with them.
One secondary affect of her looking so good was she was noticed by the big wigs at her job. She received promotions quickly which moved her up the secretarial pool. No doubt she was great at her job. But it was obvious to me her looks were also a key factor in her rise to the upper floors of her high rise workplace.
After a week in her new posting she came home a little flustered. Apparently her new boss Jim left no doubt he found her attractive. He mentioned how far she could go with the “right attitude”.
I got angry and threatened to put my blue collar fist through his white collar face. Bridgette asked me to calm down. She loved her job and where she worked. She didn’t need me to fight her battles. She just needed me to listen to her.
I agreed to let her handle him. But if he persisted I would handle it myself or she would have to find a new job. Well she did confront him the next time he was inappropriate. He wasn’t prepared for her fiery Latina reaction.
She told me after she went off on him she fully expected to be fired. Jim surprised her by apologizing profusely and begged for her forgiveness. She accepted his apology and was thankful to still have her job.
Over the next several months Jim gave her more responsibilities and treated her respectfully. So when I finally met him at her companies annual holiday party. I was less inclined to bust him in the face.
Jim was friendly and carried himself with a lot of self confidence. He was a handsome man in his early fifties fit and about 6’3”. He was divorced and without a date. His salt and pepper thick wavy hair and all year tan definitely gave him a smooth player look.
Bridgette out did herself for the event. Her black knee length dress fit her curvaceous body like a glove. The plunging neck of the dress showed off her cleavage as well as her butterfly tattoo. Her thick lips looked tantalizing with bright red lipstick. The addition of the small diamond stud on the side of her nose was like a star tree topper as a finishing touch.
Heads turned as we made our way around the large room to mingle. Jim led us from group to group introducing us to people even she didn’t know. Many of them men that were even higher up in the company than even Jim was.
It was like he was showing off his trophy to gain some type of advantage with these men. I was a little irritated but didn’t want to make a scene for Bridgette’s sake.
As the night went on and people drank more the party picked up. People were dancing and carrying on. I encouraged Bridgette to have fun. We kind of stole the spot lite with a racy salsa dance. She and I were both asked to show others some steps.
Eventually Jim asked her to dance. She was a little tipsy and let him lead her out on the dance floor. The faster song ended and a slower song came on. She made to leave the dance floor, but he pleaded with her to stay and dance.
She seemed hesitant but stayed on the dance floor. They talked while they danced as he held her very close. The song ended and she returned to the table looking a little flustered. She immediately said she was fine when I asked. I suspected Jim might of gotten aroused while dancing so close with her.
I let it go, weirdly thinking that it actually turned me on more than anything. So a couple songs later when he asked her to dance to another slow song. She looked at me. I smiled and told her to go ahead. She didn’t expect that at all.
This time I moved off to the side in the shadows. They started out like before talking as they danced. Then she leaned her head against his chest. By the end of the song his hands had moved from her to at waist to the top of her ass.
I knew they were both a little bit lit. Bridgette wouldn’t remember any of it the next day. I however, would but more because my cock grew so hard.
The night ended and we went up to our hotel room. By the time the door closed we had undressed each other almost tearing our clothes off. She was so turned on she begged me to fuck her straight away. She got on the bed with her head down and ass up in the air.
I moved up behind her rubbed my swollen cock up and down her pussy a couple time. I slid into her pussy easily it was so wet. I didn’t care if it was because of Jim. It felt so good and she was so turned on she didn’t wait for me.
She started to throw her big firm ass back at me. She was was moaning and telling me she needed my cock so bad. Like always my focus was on how her ass cheeks bounced and shook as we fucked.
I gripped the cheek with the tattoo as I started to fuck her back. Within a few minutes she came with a yell I know could be heard a long way down the hallway. I continued to fuck her hard. Her hands braces against the headboard to absorb my thrust.
She was on the verge of another orgasm. I imagined it was Jim fucking instead of myself. In the heat of passion I said,”wouldn’t you like this to be Jim’s cock!”.
She put her face into a pillow and screamed out as another orgasm hit. I pulled out and shot a huge load all over her ass. We collapsed both breathing heavily.
Before I could ask her if what I said turned her on so much. She had passed out asleep. The next morning she gave no indication she even remembered what I said. I just let it go as to her having to much drink.
Over the next couple months all I thought about was Jim fucking my wife. I wanted to broach the subject with Bridgette. But even though she didn’t look like a former stay at home soccer mom anymore. Didn’t mean she wasn’t that same woman.
Then one day she came home and seemed distracted. I asked her what was up. She told me that over the last couple months she was doing more than normal admin type work. Jim had her preparing slides and briefs for an upcoming business trip he was going on.
I congratulated her on getting more responsibility. She looked at me but hesitated before saying, “Jim wants me to go with him and help with the presentation.”
My insides kind of flip flopped a couple times. Then my fantasy instantly popped up in my mind. I almost blurted out to her that she should go with him and also fuck him.
I caught myself instead sayin,”Hon, you should go. This could be an incredible opportunity for you. Besides it looks like you did most of the work.”
She stared into my eyes with her piercing grey eyes. She was searching for a gotcha moment I suspect. She asked.”Are you sure? It will be out of town for a couple days.”
I teased with a smile, “Separate rooms right?.” If she had known what I wanted to happen she would have lost it.
She immediately told me of course. I told her then it was settled she was going. She opened her mouth to say something else but stopped. I knew she was confused about my being so supportive.
The following Monday I dropped her off at the airport. As I watched her walk away and how her ass swayed in her right jeans. All I could think about was her riding Jim’s cock in some hotel room.
The rest of the day my mind was distracted about the same thing. I was confident that she wouldn’t do anything. But the fact was I wanted her to do everything. Shortly after I got home she called me.
She was clearly excited about visiting a new city. The hotel was a five star high rise hotel. Her rooms exterior wall was glass from floor to ceiling. With and amazing view of the city.
We talked for a while longer. I really wanted to tell her about my fantasy. Before I could work up the courage. She said she had to go to get ready for an icebreaker social. We hung up and I was completely flustered.
I tried to convince myself I was being stupid for even entertaining the idea of her sleeping with another man. It didn’t work all I could think about was her full lips on his cock. Her nails raking his back and more.
A couple hours later Bridgette called me again. She was in her room and sounded a little tipsy. She said she had an amazing time and met some amazing people. I wanted to ask her if Jim made any sexual advances toward her. Again I just couldn’t do it.
Needless to say I had a restless night after we hung up. That evening again I got a call from her. She was very excited that the presentation went off without a hitch and Jim had publicly given her most of the credit.
Again we could only talk for a short time as they were having dinner with some of the important people. I decided to take a chance and tell her about my fantasy. I had to or I was going to drive myself crazy again that night.
I said,”Hon, you know I love you right?”
There was a long pause before she responded “yes”.
I took a deep breath and simply said,”I know Jim finds you attractive.”
Before I could say more she cut me off telling me not to start with the jealousy stuff.
I told her I wasn’t jealous and asked her to just listen.
She huffed aloud and I am sure rolled her eyes. I said,” Hon, I want you to have sex with Jim.” There it was, no pulling those words back.
There was a very long pause on her end. I had to ask if she was still there. Finally, she said,”Tony, what do you mean?”
I told her how I had felt since her holiday party. I was honest with her about everything. I really thought she would go off on me. But she didn’t, she said,”Baby I know you love me. But I couldn’t do anything like that. Your all I want or need.”
I told her I loved her as well and asked her to just consider doing it. She told me she had to get ready and we hung up. I tried to stay busy over the next couple hours. I watched a ball game. Then tinkered with an old truck I was rehabbing.
I expected her to call me in couple hours but it dragged on much longer. I finally went to bed and laid there restlessly. The phone rang startling me. When I answered Bridgette said hello with a slight slur in her voice.
Before I could respond. She asked me,”Are you sure you want this?”
I had to be sure we were talking about the same “this”. I said, “Do you mean do I want you to have sex with Jim.”
A long pause, then she said, “Yes. Are you sure you want this to happen? You won’t hold it against me later?”
My mouth got dry all of a sudden. I told her,”Yes, I want you to fuck Jim. No, I won’t hold it against you.”
She told me to hold on a second. She dialed Jim’s room from her room phone. I heard her say she had some wine left over that she didn’t want to go to waste as they were leaving the next morning.
It wasn’t but a couple minutes later there was a knock on her door. He came in and started talking about how well things went with their trip. Glasses clinked and they talk a short time.
I thought she would reconsider doing anything. Then Jim said,”Bridgette, please don’t get angry with me but. I have to say your are very beautiful.” She thanked him for the compliment.
Then surprised me when she asked him. “Jim do you remember us dancing at the holiday party?”
He said he did and enjoyed it very much. She said she did as well. Then shocked me when she said,”I felt you get aroused while he danced.”
All this time I thought she had to much to drink to rememberer. He tried to play it off as well we all had a lot to drink and she looked so good who could blame him.
Then she went for it. She told him,”Tony noticed.”
He stuttered out an apology and reiterated he had a lot to drink. I think she was taking some pleasure in his discomfort. She laughed saying,”Jim, my husband isn’t upset about it. He actually wants me to sleep with you.”
The silence was deafening. He asked her if this was a joke. She picked up her phone saying, “Babe you there I have you on speaker phone.”
Well this was awkward but she was now in control. I answered her I was. She put me on speakerphone. She asked me what I wanted her to do.
My heart was racing a thousand miles per hour. I said, “Babe you know what I want.”
She told me to say it. I said,”I want Jim to fuck you.”
She didn’t say another word. She set her phone down making clunking sounds. I never dreamed it would get this far. When it did I assumed she would hang up the phone. But I could now hear them kissing.
Soon there was a rustling of clothes coming off. Followed by him sighing,”You suck cock so good.”
I almost yelled stop over the phone having a short bout of doubt. But it never came out. She was moaning around his cock while making loud wet sucking sounds.
After a few minutes I heard the bed squeak. It was her turn to sigh and compliment him on eating her kissy so well. He was making obscene smacking sounds as he ate her to an orgasm.
She begged him to fuck her. Just by the sounds they both made I could tell he had entered her pussy. They were kissing passionately. I could visualize him on top of her. Slowly working his cock in and out. Her muscular legs pull back and wide giving him full access.
She was moaning more and talking to him. She told him his cock felt amazing. She asked him to fuck her harder. With that I could hear the steady thwack of his balls against her hard phat ass.
Bridgette was moaning louder now whispering encouragement to him. She hissed in response to him biting and sucking on her big nipples. I could tell she was on the verge of cumming.
He was really laying the pipe at this point. His body slamming into hers. She came yelling his name. He stopped pounding on her. I thought he might of cum as well.
There was more rustling about. Then I heard the curtains move on their tracks. There was a short silence before she let out a long moan. I could tell he was fucking her again. She panted out,”Yessss! Give it to me! Shit you fuck so good!”
I could hear squeaking sounds like skin on glass. Bridgette was moaning louder and switching between English and Spanish. It wasn’t to long and she came again. Soon after I could tell she was sucking his cock again.
He finally peaked and came with a shout. She let me know where he came by announcing,”Yes I love hot cum on my big titties!”
She had never ever taken any cum in her mouth or on her face. I was sure it would be on her tits if not in her pussy. It was then I noticed I had cum all over my own stomach.
I heard them talking softly. Then she picked up the phone. She asked me,”Are you ok?”
I looked down at my sticky stomach saying,”That was so fricking hot.. Yeah, I‘m good.”
She told me she would see me at the airport the next afternoon. I heard her let out a small squeal as she hung up.
My mind raced all night long. I bantered the pros and cons around. Wondering if I just ruined my marriage or opened up a whole new path we would travel together. I jerked off twice during the night replaying everything in my mind.
The next day I was both nervous and excited to see Bridgette. Jim was no where around when I picked her up. I was glad as it would of been more awkward than it already was.
We both said short hellos and she kissed me on the cheek. As I drove off I placed my hand on her thigh saying,”Baby, I’’m ok if you are?”
She visibly relaxed and scooted closer to me putting her head on my shoulder. At home we sat and talked everything over. I asked her why she let me listen over the phone.
She admitted she had been sexually attracted to Jim for a little while. But she wouldn’t have done anything to jeopardize losing me. When I asked her to have sex with Jim it confused her at first but it also made wet wxcited. At dinner that night she came up with dozens of reasons it was a bad idea. But the thought of fucking him was driving her crazy.
She decided to go for it but rationalized it had to be about us and not her and Jim solely. I actually understood her logic and told her I appreciated her thinking that way.
I had to ask her about his cock. She smiled impishly at me saying,”He is about an inch longer than you and about half again as thick.”
She searched my eyes for any signs of jealousy or regret. I felt none at all. She went on to tell me what she remembered about the sex.
Most of what I thought was accurate. But when she described how he moved her in front of the huge window wall and opened the curtains so she was exposed to the city below. He had her place her hands high up on the glass. Then fucked her from behind. Between his cock and being exposed like that she said she had the most intense orgasm of her life.
She noticed I was hard and began to stroke me as she continued. I breathlessly asked her if he stayed the night. She again smiled at me saying,”He did and fucked me again in the morning.”
She was fisting my cock faster now. She went on to say he joined her in the shower. They washed each other bodies both getting aroused again. They dried off and moved back to the bed where they spent time in a sixty nine.
She said she mounted his big cock and rode him to another great orgasm. She climbed off his cock and started to suck him again. She normally wouldn’t suck cock after it was in her pussy. I felt my cock get even harder as her fist moved faster.
I asked her if she let him cum on her tits again. She flicked the head of my cock with her tongue. While she looked up into my eyes. She said,”I took his cum in my mouth.”
My eyes crossed in my head as I shot cum high in the air. My eyes were closed then shot open as her mouth clamped over the head of my cock and she stayed like that as I continued to spurt into her mouth.
When I was finished she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. There was no trace of cum in her mouth. Later that night we made passionate love. Afterwards she told me she made sure Jim knew that she loved me and there would be nothing more for him than sex.
I hadn’t even thought past a first time. How could I have thought it would only be a one and done. I told her I loved her forever and couldn’t wait until it happened again.
Sorry for being so long. I thought it import to get into details of our back stories. I have more for later but they won’t be as long.
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