Just before midnight I heard Barbara's car return home on the most erotic Saturday I had then ever spent in my life. The atmosphere had been tense and electric all day and I had swung between conflicting emotions as I knew this was a day in our 18 year marriage like none other. We'd kind of avoided each other all day as well, as if sensing the step possible, but just before six Barbara had come and asked me directly:'Do you still want me to go?'
I'd looked up at her:'No, you tell me that you want to go,' I'd replied. She looked down at the floor, biting her lower lip for a few seconds, and when she'd finally looked at me, her lips and mouth were full and pouty, and her voice trembled:'Yes.'
I had then stood up, took her hands in mine, kissed her lightly on the lips and pulled her against me:'Feel that, feel that, and that's with wanking myself silly these last two days. Does that answer your question?'
She entered the bedroom and quickly glanced at me, as if worried that I'd changed my mind, but she could not disguise the look on her flushed face of great pride in the erotic power of her sexuality. I grinned and patted the bed for her to come and sit. 'So has my sexy wife been out commiting adultery?' I whispered, my heart thumping with excitement, 'Am I finally a cuckold?' She said nothing but just nodded and I groaned a cry of extreme lust and approval, and began rubbing her bare shoulders. 'Oh God. Barbara, it's beautiful, beautiful,' I was saying. 'Tell me you loved it, tell me you loved every minute of it, oh tell me. Oh Christ, I've wanted you to do it for so long. Tell me you're never going to stop.' I looked down at the outline of her lovely big breasts and her knees where the sexy black dress had already ridden up a few inches. The knowledge that another man had fucked my wife was an aphrodisiac I'd not thought possible. 'Oh for fuck's sake, it turns me on so much, oh Christ, how it turns me on' and I began rambling. Tears welled in my eyes and I told her, 'Lay across the bed. Oh my God,it's unbelievable. I want you to have been the best fuck he'd ever had. How many times did you do it?'
You wouldn't believe the word 'three' could sound so erotic, and the look on her face of pride and sexuality was too much and I jumped out of bed. Even Barbara gasped, as my erection seemed to be trying to reach the ceiling. I sort of snorted and was almost beyond control as I pushed her dress right up and pulled down the flimsy pair of knickers, virtually without thought. And as I entered her, I picked them up again, relishing their wetness. 'I want you to fuck any man you want,' I shouted, 'Tell me you won't stop. Oh my God, they're wet with his cum. How I've wanted this. It's mad but....' I pulled her dress down over her breasts and just yanked her black bra off at the same time, so both her dress and bra were around her waist, and she looked at me and said - and on reflecting over this, just the way she said it and what she said, I understood just how much a woman is aware of her great sexual power over men -'That's what he did.'
I groaned in the lust and eroticism of this comment, and I was feeling her gorgeous tits and fucking her as if it was the first time. I'd never been so turned on in all my life.
I'll have to continue this later.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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