Short roundup: last year I (29m) confessed my cuckold fantasies to my wife Sabrina (27f). Sabrina is Ukrainian, very pale, 5'2 with brown/dirty blonde hair that hangs low enough to just cover her butt, large natural C cup breasts, tiny pink nipples and a creamy peach ass. To my surprise she was into it; we found a bull, tried it, it went badly but she still got the bug; now here we are many bulls and flings later. Sabrina has played with countless guys but prefers only one time flings most of the time. She was really timid when we met, but gradually I've discovered my wife has many kinks I didn't know about and is so submissive that there's very few things she won't allow. She's also gotten much friskier with all the attention she's getting. Lately I have noticed her pushing her boundaries when it comes to being slutty with guys.
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So anyway, my wife and I have been dealing with an issue with our apartment. Twice now we've been woken up by maintenance workers knocking on our door wanting to come in. One time they actually came in without permission. They're contracted by a private company that does a variety of labour in the city, and our landlord has hired them to do work in the building, updating units including ours. So they keep barging in. It has happened a handful of time. On three of them, it's just been this one gentleman. We didn't know his name at first but he is an older man in his fifties, white with a grey moustache, long hair, and about six feet tall. Pretty rugged looking but no filthier than any other maintenance workers I've seen.
Sabrina was getting irritated by them knocking needing to do work, as one of the times they knocked, we were having sex and she had to run and find a robe and quickly cover up. So naturally it came up in conversation that they could see us having sex or see her getting changed by barging in. While I agreed it was an issue, I immediately started to get horny thinking about the possibility of them seeing my wife naked. Sabrina noticed. "You pervert!" she exclaimed. She couldn't believe I was into it, she started teasing me. She asked me if I liked the idea of old men creeping on my wife and I told her I did. She shook her head and looked amused. I asked her what she was thinking. Sabrina told me she was considering, since we can't stop them from barging in on us, maybe there was a way to have something positive come from this situation. She went to our bedroom closet and sorted through it. Then she stripped and came back to bed naked and put a onesie on. "I was thinking I could wear this to answer the door," Bri said innocently. It was a cute blue fluffy onesie with a compartment around her ass you can unzip to access her cheeks. The fabric is very thin so you can tell she is completely naked underneath it. It clings to her curves and makes her boobs really obvious, even her nipples are clearly defined. I pulled her bottoms down and spanked my wife's ass until it was red and told her how fucking hard she makes me.
All night we fantasized over it but it wasn't until a few days later that Bri agreed to do it.
In the end we decided Bri shouldn't be the one to make the first move. Essentially she would just take over letting the guy or guys in whenever they knocked; I would hide in our bedroom and try not make a sound while my wife would pretend to be home alone. Bri's target was the older guy we've seen but she said she didn't care and if a new guy showed up she'd still try it. Bri would flirt and see if she could get the guy to kiss her. If he made a move, she would allow him to do anything he wanted. If he asked about her marriage she would lie and say she was cheating on me.
But maintenance then didn't come back for a while. It was like four full days after Bri agreed to this plan, on Monday, we started to hear construction downstairs.
Without hesitating Bri put her onesie on and her hair up. We didn't talk about it again, but when the onesie came out, I started getting very nervous and my hands were sweating. The morning was a bit like a fever dream, I worked 8-1 and had lunch, Sabrina was lying on the couch on her phone. Then very early in the afternoon, around maybe 1:20 or, so we heard the unmistakable thump of boots on the stairs, climbing to our unit. We froze.
There was a hard knock on the door. A voice said, "Maintenance." Sabrina didn't even look at me. She put her hair up into a ponytail, she was very focused. I tiptoed to our bedroom and closed the door and put my ear to it. I heard another hard knock. My heart started beating really loudly. There was the pad of my wife's feet on the floor and then the door unlocked and Bri sweetly welcomed him in. She asked what the issue was about and he said he was there to fix a hole in the drywall by our kitchen cabinets. He asked if now is a good time and my wife said, "Mhm" and the door locked again. He must have had construction boots on because it was a ruckus as he stomped to the kitchen.
For about twenty minutes, I started to feel like nothing was going to happen. I heard them chatting at first and my wife giggling, but then the guy started working and all I could hear was a drill and a hammer banging. When the tool sounds died out I could hear him putting them away in his toolbox. He and my wife were talking again. Then, after a long while, I heard something that made my heart race. Whispering. They were definitely whispering together in the kitchen. I sat upright, getting hard as I heard him say, "You sure you should be showing me?" or "You sure you can show me?", followed by "fucking nice." My wife moaned once. Then I didn't hear a peep for ages. It was honestly a bit of a bummer as we didn't have a camera up to see. I'd assumed I'd be able to hear everything through the door as there's not much space between it and the kitchen, but it was dead silent for all I could tell.
Then I heard the most wonderful, erotic sound. I nearly came but managed to keep edging. There's a choking sound a woman's throat makes when cock pushes past her gag reflex, like soft sloppy breathing and gagging and gulping and swallowing. From the noise I could tell she was on her fucking knees for this old blue collar dude in our kitchen, gulping down mouthfuls of his dick. I listened for maybe five minutes, Sabrina was gagging and I heard my wife gasp for air and then spit up. She later told me she was throating him, then spitting on his shaft and making it extra slobbery. The guy grunted and made a lot of noise and I assumed he was cumming, it was really fast, less than a minute from the time I started to hear them. He left in a hurry, the door slammed and I went out into the hall. Bri was kneeling on the kitchen floor by the fridge, glowing and breathless, her onesie open and pushed down to her waist. Her face was red and covered in drool. She had this detached look in her eyes, I helped her up, she had gone into sub space and crawled to the couch, she wanted me and I was very pent up, so I slid bare in her ass. I finished in her ass and then we showered and debriefed.
She'd been very flirty standing close to him, balancing on her toes, twirling her hair. Bri said his name was Jim and when she would ask questions about the drywall, she would touch his forearm and said he was very receptive and called her sweetheart. The only part I didn't hear was when Jim was done the drywall work and putting tools away, Sabrina asked him if he had everything he needed, and started playing with her zipper. Eventually she unzipped it far enough to make her cleavage super obvious. He noticed and had a hard time focusing to answer questions, he kept staring at her tits. Eventually she pulled it far enough that her breasts were practically going to fall out, and he just stopped talking and started groping her. She moaned and he called her a good slut and started kissing her breasts and sucking on her nipples. Then he told her she was going to get into trouble. He asked if her husband wasn't home. My wife said by then it was clear Jim had an erection. She whimpered that she was home alone. He was burying his face in her boobs so she reached out and felt his cock, as soon as she started grazing his dick, he put a hand over her head and pushed her hard on her knees.
Jim undid his belt and she pulled his dick out and started sucking him slowly, he was already hard, cut and extremely hairy, bigger and girthier than me, maybe 7''. Despite that Bri said he actually looked pretty small because of how much hair he had, it was a lot of bush. She didn't stop because of how crazy the scenario was, but he tasted really bad, his balls were extra sweaty and had a strong odor she couldn't place, and along with the hair and the size, she was gagging a lot, and not in a good way. She would have sent him home had he been a planned meet. But he was rock hard for her and the one positive was she said his cum tasted great. He came absolute buckets too, either he was backed up or he had what we've now googled and learned is called "hyperspermia", at least that's our best guess. It was actually pretty absurd. There was so much semen on my wife's face, neck and boobs that I thought that's where he must have finished, she was fully glazed. But Bri said nope, he came in her mouth mainly. She tried to swallow it but there was just so much liquid that it came out the sides of her mouth, so he pulled out and just started dumping cum on her, he kept ejaculating continuously, he was grunting and pumping his cock. He shot ropes onto her face and boobs. After he came he got a scared look and pulled up his pants and ran off.
I am so turned on by my wife's submissiveness. Honestly I can't believe it's my life and not somebody else's at times right now. I worried when we started that this would drive us apart, and we have had shaky moments. But as time goes by, the limits of what she will engage with seem to get looser. She still says no to my most extreme fantasies, like bbc gb, anonymous dogging or starting an OF. But given how far we've progressed in just a year, I'm not complaining.