I met my wife about 6 years ago. She's about 40, 15 years younger than me, tall (5-10), beautiful, exciting, passionate. She was definitely the sexiest woman I've ever been with, and at first we had frequent sex and I loved every minute. In less than a year we were married.
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Linda was always really open about her natural sexuality, and I loved it when she would share glimpses of sexual episodes and encounters she had before we met.
I'd seen some of her old photos, and realized that her old boyfriends were all really handsome and had great bodies — definitely more handsome and hotter than I was. And I noticed, from time to time, she continued to talk to these guys by text. Nothing that she would hide — she was just always really friendly and it was important to her to maintain old relationships.
One year we were in Barcelona staying at a hotel close to a topless beach. I told her I'd really love her to go topless and if she would be okay with that. Linda told me that it wasn't a big deal for her, she was proud of her body and never felt shy or ashamed about showing it in public.
So as we were setting up our towel, and she was getting herself ready, I found myself getting really hard and excited at the thought of all of these people around us seeing my wife's beautiful 34C tits on her perfect body.
It turns out most of the people on this beach that day were much older and didn't have great bodies. Linda was an exception, and she definitely attracted the attention of some really hot looking guys in their twenties, guys who reminded me of Linda's old boyfriends. They came up to make small talk with her, as if I wasn't there. She seemed to enjoy talking to them, not being conscious of her body at all, just happy to be practicing her Spanish. Meanwhile I found myself getting more and more aroused knowing that these guys were turned on by my wife and probably wouldn't think twice about asking her out for a drink, even with me there.
When we got back to the hotel, I was so turned on I begged her for sex. I confessed to her that I had gotten really turned on thinking about those guys staring at her perfect body.
"Wait, you got turned on, not upset, when I was flirting with those young boys?"
"Well yeah, I imagined you enjoying their attention and maybe getting turned on too…"
"Well this is interesting. All my old boyfriends would get really upset and jealous whenever a situation like this came up."
"Well I wasn't jealous I can tell you that much — I was just really turned on."
"So tell me my dear, what else turns you on? You seem to like it when I talk about sex with my former boyfriends. You ask so many questions. Does that turn you on too?"
I was starting to get a little embarrassed, but I also found my cock getting harder and harder.
"Well if I'm honest yeah sometimes I jerk off thinking about you having sex with your old boyfriends. They were all so hot and sexy, like they could have been male models."
"I see you're getting very hard thinking about my own boyfriends…why don't you put your dick to work because my pussy is getting wet for some reason."
Her pussy was wetter than usual and perfect and tight and I found myself ready to cum after just a few strokes. I was about to apologize to her when she whispered in my ear:
"I'm thinking about Billy right now. I started having sex with him when I was 30 and he was 22. I never told anyone about it, not even my girlfriends. He was the brother of my boyfriend's best friend way back when, and I know it was so bad that I was fucking him, but he was so cute and my body really responded to him. Does that turn you on?"
I felt this amazing unstoppable force…an incredibly strong reaction to what she told me and I found myself thrusting hard, cumming harder, and mumbling "oh my God Linda that is so fucking hot, I'm cumming so hard." She had her long legs wrapped tightly around me, and I could hear the amazing sounds of her having a deep guttural orgasm right after I had finished.
Afterwards, we just lay there quietly laughing a little bit, nervously holding each other. I think we both realized we opened up a new door and we had a lot more that we needed to talk about.
I broke the ice: "Is there anyone you'd be interested in having sex with? Because it really turns me on to imagine you with somebody, even though we're married."
She was quiet for a moment, then offered: "When I go to Seattle to visit Ginny next month, I could reach out."
"Reach out to who, honey?" I asked.
"Billy. He moved to Seattle a few years ago."
Part 1 ends here, I'll write Part 2 if there's enough interest
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