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Flaring this as “Cheating”, although it’s more of a cheating fetish fantasy.
My wife and I have had a few adventures, but nothing in years. We had a guy that we’d meet up with for threesomes, and a few times she met him alone. There is nothing I enjoy more than watching her enjoy the affection of another man. Especially one with a nice big, thick cock and that knows how to use it!
While I’ve been encouraging her to find another man to have fun with, even if she wanted to do it secretly, I don’t think she has. Recently she went on a trip to Europe with a few friends. Before she left I shared my fantasies of her meeting someone and having a fling while she was away. Before she left she put a lot of effort into her appearance: Losing a few pounds, getting her hair and nails done. She bought some very sexy clothes; tops that showed her ample cleavage. She looked really good.
The trip was a few weeks long, and she sent me lots of typical tourist photos and texted me updates on their sightseeing, which was a pretty typical mix of museums, historical sites, shopping, and restaurants.
One evening she texted me that she had met a man in a cafe and that they had a drink together. This immediately made my pulse race and my cock stir in my pants. She didn’t give me a lot of information right then, just that they had both been waiting alone for a table, and when his became available first, he asked her if she would like to join him for a drink. She accepted, and said that she had a nice conversation with him, and that he was traveling alone through Europe.
I was really excited by that, and immediately masturbated and came hard, my imagination going wild. It wasn’t until she got home a week or so later that I got some additional details.
We were sitting in the living room at home having a drink and talking about her trip and I brought up the encounter. She didn’t volunteer a lot of information, but would answer my questions with minimal detail. She seemed reluctant to share much information, which I found intriguing. She said that she went off by herself and left the hotel looking for a place to sit and relax and have a drink and people-watch. She found a place that looked nice, and waited for table. The man was there also waiting, and graciously invited her to join him. She said that he had lost his wife a year or so ago, and was traveling through Europe on his own. He owns an auto body shop in a city a few hours from where we live. (This is another detail that made my pulse race. He doesn’t live too far away!) I asked him about his physical appearance, and she said that he “wasn’t unattractive”, and that he was in good physical shape, and is around her age. I asked her if she found him attractive, and she was non-committal, but I think that she was playing a bit coy.
She said that they chatted, and that he was flirtatious and obviously interested. She didn’t tell me very much about their conversation. I asked his name and she smiled slyly and said, “I’m not going to tell you that!” I asked if she got his contact info, and she said that she did! She said that he put his number in her phone and told her to contact him if she wanted to. I asked her if she has been in touch with him, and she kind of shrugged and said, “Not really…” (Which to me says, “Yes!”)
A lot of this Q&A took place while we were naked in bed. I was caressing her body, teasing and pinching her nipples lightly, which she loves. I put my hand between her legs and her pussy was juicy-wet already. It was clear that recalling the encounter was making her sopping wet. I immediately had to go down on her and taste her, fantasizing about them fucking and him filling her up. She moaned as I licked and sucked her. I eased my cock into her and whispered in her ear as I slowly fucked her in missionary position.
I asked her if she found the encounter exciting, and she admitted that she was turned on by his attention and attraction to her. I asked her if she had thought about what he would be like in bed. She moaned and rocked her hips against me as we fucked, clearly very aroused. I wondered what his cock was like, and if he was a good lover, etcetera. She loved this talk and we fed off of each other’s energy as we fucked energetically and passionately.
She told me after a bit that she wanted it from behind, so she got on all fours and I fucked her while holding her hips. We switched positions several times and had an amazing session until I shot my load deep inside her. She doesn’t cum from penetration (at least not with me), so she got her Hitachi and used that for a bit. After a while she asked me to get “the machine”, which is the big fucking machine that you can mount toys on. For that evening, I selected a large, rubber realistic cock. It’s big and thick and veiny. I love watching it thrust in and out of her pussy, as it’s easy to imagine that it’s a real cock. I controlled the thrusting speed while she ground the Hitachi against her big swollen clit. She came hard, moaning very loudly. She lay there afterwards, panting, her legs spread wide and wet glistening pussy on display. It turned me on so much seeing her like that.
It drove me crazy thinking about the two of them together, and the fact that she was clearly not telling me everything. In the days since, I find myself thinking a lot about the two of them together. This faceless, nameless man traveling to our city and getting a hotel room so that the two of them could meet up. I get overwhelmed with the urge to devour her pussy, imagining that she has just fucked him and I’m tasting both of them.
I’m going to keep encouraging her to contact him, and hoping that she’ll share more details. The whole situation has energized our sex life. She clearly is turned on by it, even if she is being truthful about not being attracted to him. Keeping my hopes up that she’ll go further with this.
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