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“Finally….” Maggie breathily whispers as she plops into her marital bed. She just stripped out of her jeans and sweater, and quickly removed her bra leaving her in just her black panties with her large breasts exposed. She’s just finished another long day of running children around and working as an administrative assistant at an architect firm. She’s exhausted, and bored, alone in her bed with her husband still at work in their basement office. She does as has become all too common and she reaches into her nightstand for her two toys. One a small pink vibrator, and the other a large and realistic black dildo.
She closes her eyes allowing herself to slip in her imagination to her gym which has become her only place of adventure. There are multiple people in the gym she has come to admire and fantasize about regularly. She thinks of the large, tall, broad, dark skinned, younger guy who she makes eye contact frequently. His big hands, luscious lips, his bulge noticeable in his gray sweats. She imagines herself in her sexiest gym outfit. Her ass and hips have grown larger from childbearing, so she shows it off in tight leggings, her DD breasts held in only by her small crop top. And she allows herself to slip into a fantasy of her crush grabbing her, touching her, kissing her, and fucking her against a wall of the gym. He’s so manly, so confident, he fills her up and makes her pussy so wet. And he’s so unlike her husband, she moans To herself as she slides “his” dick inside her.
After a few minutes of her fantasizing her body builds towards and orgasm growing tight and she covers her mouth as she moans “I’m cumming on your big black cock!” Then she holds the dildo in as deep as possible and cums all over it. She pulls it out of herself and puts it back in the drawer mumbling to herself “I need fucked so bad.” Then she rolls over and falls asleep….
Simultaneously in the basement Brian is hard at “work.” It can only be considered work if “researching” his newly found submissive male fantasies are work, and by research what is really meant is he reads tons of smut, watches entirely too much porn and sneaks behind Maggie’s back to try some things in the comfort of his own home. Unbeknownst to Maggie, over the last few years of mundane suburban living Brian has slid down the rabbit hole that began with his fantasies of Maggie being with other men, then moved to Maggie dominating him by making him lick cum out of her, being pegged by her, and that led to Brian considering what he would wear in these situations…. Quickly he found himself trying on Maggie’s clothes and then using her sex toys.
Of course neither Brian or Maggie have acted on any of their fantasies. They’re just fantasies right? That’s what Brian thinks as he yet again cleans himself up after shooting a wad of cum onto his stomach from watching a bisexual threesome between a black man and a white couple. Brian picked the one that had a couple looking like him and Maggie, the woman being a tall, well built brunette milf with curves and the man being a fit, brunette fair skinned man with an amazing round ass.
Brian walks up the stairs, slides into bed next to Maggie who is sound asleep by now and he falls asleep. The couple wakes up early next to each other the next morning, and Brian gently kisses Maggie “good morning babe.” She forces a smile “hey there, happy Friday.” Brian responds “Thank god it’s Friday it’s been one hell of a week. I wish we could just party the weekend away like the old days. I can’t believe it’s been 9 years we’ve been married it feels like college was just yesterday.”
Maggie says playfully to Brian “well, we’re only a week away from our anniversary weekend away and we can leave the suburban carousel.” He gets out of bed and looks down at Maggie wrapped in the sheets still “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that actually. Well, it’s kind of hard to say it but I’ve been hinting at it for a while now so I’ll just come out and say it… I was thinking maybe we could get a jumpstart on leaving the suburban carousel we’ve been on lately. Like, we’ve just been in such a rut I feel like so I went ahead and got us a babysitter for tonight and a hotel room downtown.”
Maggie smiles almost devilishly “are you serious babe? That’s seriously so sweet of you. I’m so sick of winter and doing the same thing every damn day! Maybe I’ll buy something special for tonight during my lunch break. Maybe we can go dancing?”
Then the slip up leaks Brian “only if you dance with other people.” Realizing what he said he quickly breaks eye contact but Maggie is quick to reply “wait whaaat? Brian you sly bastard did you just say you want me to dance with other people?” Sensing he’s caught he shrugs and the couple playfully eye each other. “Ok, I will then.” Maggie bites her lip glaring at her husband. “It’s a date then.” Brian says and Maggie stands out of bed hugging him “when you see your sexy wife dancing on other people tonight just remember it was all your idea.”
Maggie kisses Brian and Brian can only say “I can’t wait,” before they’re interrupted by the needs of their family and their day’s ahead.
As they both head to work later that morning all Brian can think of is his wife in a sexy dress, carefree dancing on other men and women. And Maggie is giddy at the thought of finally getting fucked by someone as good as her dildo and vibrator. Both want the same thing… leaving the suburban carousel, but neither can comprehend the transformation lying ahead for them.