I am deeply in love with my wife of twenty years. We have raised a child to adulthood. Our daughter is in college now. We have empty nest syndrome. Rosie is a very attractive forty-year-old. I'm OK, but somewhat stodgy.

Our lovemaking had settled into once a week, and it was not all that great for either of us.

I had an affair when I was thirty. That was a case of boredom and seduction by an attractive co-worker. I'm not blaming, because I contributed my own lust too. Of course, Rosie found out. She was really hurt, and I felt like crap doing it to her. Since that time, I haven't strayed. I have had opportunities, but I was able to resist. I understood that both people in a marriage get hurt when there is infidelity. I didn't want to cause another man the same hurt I had caused Rosie. To my knowledge, Rosie has been faithful throughout our marriage.

So, Rosie and I were having a few drinks one evening, home alone. Rosie blurted out, "Do you suppose I could have an affair as you did?"

That question hit me like a Mac truck. I was dumbfounded. When I recovered, I said, "Is someone offering?"

She said, "No, but our sex life is boring, and an empty nest means we can do something different."

"I don't want you falling in love with someone else. I love you too much to risk losing you. I want us to grow old together."

Rosie replied, "I don't want to lose what we have either, but I want to add a little spice to our lives."

"I agree we could use the spice. We would have to be careful. I would have to know about it, and be close enough to intercede if there was trouble. I wouldn't mind watching either."

Rosie said, "It would be good to have you there, but I might be embarrassed. Maybe we can work it out."

I said, "OK. That's a start. Do you think we can make a list of pros and cons? Things to do and not do?"

Our list of pros: It's exciting. It would add zest to our lives. It should bring us closer. It fulfills our fantasies of extramarital affairs. It would allow Rosie to experience anal intercourse. It allows us to openly discuss jealousy and boundaries.

And our list of cons: Jealousy could come up, even if we don't want it. Rosie might fall in love with the other person. The other person may want more than just a casual fuck. Friends and family may be affected if it becomes known. Rosie would have to go back on the pill.

Do: Use condoms. Make it casual. In another town.

Don't do: More than twice a month. Do it with friends. Become involved. Do it twice with the same partner.

We developed this plan: we would go to a town 50 miles away and rent a suite or connecting rooms. That way, I could be on hand in case there was trouble. I would set up hidden cameras with a monitor or TV in the other room. I would use earbuds. We would stay at the hotel bar or go to an upscale bar nearby.

Rosie would wear provocative clothes, mini skirts, no panties, See-through blouses, and no bra. I would go in first and get a table for myself. Rosie would follow shortly and take a seat at the bar. She would check the men out and settle on one. She would flirt with her eyes. When she got a reaction, she would spin on the bar seat, open her legs, and smile. Pretty soon, her target would approach.

Sometimes, the men would assume she was a hooker, and she had to assure them that no, she was out to have a good time. She would say her husband had lost interest in her.

She would give me a sign that she thought he was the one.

Tonight at the bar, I saw the sign: she was pushing her hair behind her right ear, so I went to the hotel room. She told her man she had a room, and he was invited.

Once in her room, Rosie told him, "Strip!" He got to it and loosened his shirt and tie. Very quickly, he was naked with an obvious erection.

Rosie said, "Come here and undress me."

Herb, that was his name, said, "That shouldn't take long." They both laughed at that.

She kicked off her shoes while Herb unbuttoned her blouse. As soon as Rosie's tits were free, Herb took them in hand. He fondled both and squeezed her nipples. It was a little hard because Rosie let out a squeal, but she didn't stop him. My wife was impatient, so she took off the skirt herself. This was her first, and it sent a tingle through her body. She stood in front of Herb naked, shaking with fear and excitement.

Rosie told Herb that she needed to check out his cock. If it looked good and clean, she would put a condom on him. Then she asked, "How would you like to do this, Herb?"

Herb said, "I want to kiss you all over your body. I want to lose myself in your vagina and then take you doggy style."

That sounded delicious to Rosie, and she asked, "Do you want me on my back or front?"

Herb clearly thought he had died and gone to Heaven. He had never met a woman so compliant, so beautiful, so alluring. He said, "Lie on your back and be comfortable. I will take care of everything."

The lucky man got into bed. He straddled Rosie and crawled to her face and kissed her on the lips. Then he kissed her ears in turn. His lips slid along and down her neck lightly. The action sent shivers down Rosie's spine. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and lightly bit it.

Rosie liked that and moaned. Herb spent a little more time on her tits, but he was just getting started. He moved his lips down to her belly button and further. When he reached her vulva, he said he was glad Rosie had had a bikini wax. Her labia parted with his tongue on the way to her clitoris. When his tongue touched her clit, Rosie groaned and thrust her pelvis up to him for more.

Herb decided to spend more time on cunnilingus. He pushed his oral member as far as he could into her vagina, and then slid up to her clit again. He twirled the tip around the glans, the most sensitive spot on the human body.

It definitely stimulated Rosie. She was thrusting her vagina up to him. She would thrust, and he would lick. They did that for a while, wash, rinse, and repeat. Rosie's climax crashed into her hard. She trembled, she spasmed, she tried to engulf Herb's face with her pussy.

Herb let her relax. He then told her to turn over. He kissed each of her globes gently. Then he opened her to his tongue. He twirled her rosebud.

This was an entirely new sensation to Rosie, but she looked unsure of where it was going. Herb was not going to fuck her ass on her first date. She wiggled her butt and raised her pelvis, indicating she was ready for cock in vagina time.

Herb put his very hard penis at the entrance of her vagina. It was moist from his ministrations and her natural juices. He entered her easily and began the dance of love. Rosie did her Kegel exercises, which brought Herb to his climax sooner than he expected. Fortunately, his climax brought hers too. She pushed her pelvis into him as far as she could. She held it. The waves of pleasure flooded over her, and her breathing was rapid.

I loved watching Rosie experience this exquisite bliss. We once enjoyed this kind of sexual rapture, but the thrill had worn off for us. This new experience had rekindled our joy in sexual activity. I was sure that this adventure would draw us closer and increase the enjoyment of our own lovemaking. Right then, I wanted to enter her hard and fast.

Herb and Rosie separated after a bit and began to clean themselves. They used the hotel's towels to clean up the wet spot. Rosie reclined on the bed while Herb dressed to leave. He offered Rosie a thank-you and a kiss, then departed.

I came rushing in. I was excited to hear Rosie's version of the interlude. She was lying on the bed, eyes closed, enjoying the aftermath of her tryst. I calmed myself and lay with her. I put her head on my shoulder and hugged her. We didn't talk. We just spent the time together.

Later, I gently made love to my wife. My kisses were light and airy. I traveled down her body and kissed her vulva. I mounted her missionary style and inserted my rigid member easily. With slow strokes, I repossessed my partner. Rosie responded with steady pelvic rolls. We came together, each of us pushing our bodies together as though we wanted to be merged into one body. This was a closeness we hadn't felt in a long time.

At home, Sunday evening, we had 'the conversation' about what it meant to us. I wanted a graphic description of the events, a play-by-play dialogue of what she did and how she felt.

I said, "Rosie, what was it like to fuck that guy with me in the other room?"

In typical Rosie fashion, she started at the beginning. "When I walked into that bar-room, I had an adrenaline rush. I threw thousands of questions at myself. What if some woman sees my pussy and complains to management? What if no one is there? Will I have the guts to go through with it? Will I hurt you? Will you get mad?

"I was happy to see that there were several men to choose from, although Herb was the most qualified. He was well dressed, had a nice physique, and was alone. He was also watching my every move. I could feel his eyes focused on my legs. When I opened them to show him my twat, he got bug-eyed. I knew I had him hooked. I didn't know I could do that to anyone.

"When I gave you the signal, I got butterflies in my stomach. Herb had sent me a drink. The bartender came over with it and looked at me as though I was a whore. I smiled at Herb, and he came over to sit beside me.

"Herb said, 'Are you looking for a date, Honey?' He thought I was hooking, and he was buying.

"I told him it was not what it seemed. 'My husband has lost interest in me, and I need to get fucked. Are you interested enough to help me with that?'

"Herb was taking a drink and blew out a gust of air. The drink splashed on his shirt and tie. He must not have been used to a woman who was so outspoken. He recovered and said, 'I'm exactly the man you need.'

"With that happy thought, I brought him up here. I was full of trepidation and disquieting thoughts, but everything kept working out. I didn't trip and expose my ass to the whole hotel crowd, I wasn't stuck in the elevator, I wasn't arrested for prostitution.

"When the elevator doors closed, Herb leaned down and kissed me. He gently tasted my lips, making me kiss him back with my own tongue. We held that kiss for the entire ride to our floor. Herb had started to play with my butt cheeks. His hand felt so good on my bare skin. That no panties idea was a good plan.

"Thank goodness for me, there was no one waiting for the elevator when the door opened. After we got out of the elevator, I fumbled the key card at the door to the room. As you saw, we entered the room with me hanging onto Herb for support.

"Herb seemed to lose his motivation in the room. He just stood there for a moment till I told him to strip. When he came to me and started undressing me, he was almost reverent. It seemed he was worshipping at the temple of my body. That is so reassuring, so affirming, of my worth, my desirability.

"I think we may have lost that in our marriage. We should work on that, and I am grateful that we tried this. It is great for my ego.

"Mathew, this is the part you have been waiting for. When Herb started licking my pussy he put me in another dimension. His tongue was like a taser to my clitoris. It sent bolts of lightning into my belly and chest. You have always been reluctant to do that. We should try that again.

"The rest of his lovemaking was standard fare. It was nice, but not exceptional. What made it special was that you were watching. That made me enjoy it so much more. When you came and took me, I was flooded with love for you, which made my climax even more wonderful."

We did try cunnilingus. I got better at it, and Rosie really got off on it. After such a spectacular start, it seemed that we would have a hard time beating our first try at cuckolding. The fear of losing Rosie made me more attentive to her desires.