For quite some time, this fantasy had been simmering in my mind, and now, finally, my wife was open to exploring it, even talking to someone new. The possibilities ignited a fire within me.
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We’d spent hours envisioning all the scenarios that might unfold if we ever decided to go down this path. She confessed that had she found a boyfriend before our wedding, she would have made sure to be taken multiple times during the ceremony itself, a thought that sent waves of excitement through me.
She imagined arriving at the venue dressed casually—just a jacket and shorts, nothing underneath—and being claimed right then and there, a couple of times before the guests even noticed. Right before walking down the aisle, she said she would have let herself be taken once more, determined to march to me with someone else’s release still warm inside her.
She pictured exchanging vows, saying “I do,” and then surrendering herself again between passionate embraces. Throughout the night, she envisioned slipping away repeatedly to be claimed in secret while I danced, oblivious to her clandestine adventures. And later, on our wedding night, she fantasized inviting him back to share in an unforgettable evening of pleasure.