I was feeling discontent; things between Kate and Bob seemed to be getting out of hand. What I had imagined as an occasional itch that she could scratch is beginning to take on a completely different feel.

As a loving husband who suffers age-related ED, I believed that I should encourage Kate to paint outside the lines every now and then. I had no intention to participate, certainly not to become subordinate to some young stud who decided he owns her, and by inference, me.

So, when Saturday morning arrived and she reminded me that she and Bob expected me to join them in our marriage bed, I sat her down for a talk.

“Kate, this is not working for me; I do not want you to bring your lover here tonight, or any night. In fact, I want you to dump him.”

She was shocked into silence for a few minutes.

“But what will I tell Bob, how will I explain?”

“Tell him goodbye with no explanation; or just that your husband said so. He is not wanting to share you with me, he wants to dominate us, both of us. I am not his lackey, and you are not his whore.

“And I won’t tolerate him parading you around town as his married side piece. I must be a laughing stock among our friends who have seen the two of you practically fucking on the dance floor.”

Kate said nothing more. She just looked sad and went to her office to be alone. She did not go out that Saturday, but there was no dinner on the table when I got home from my golf game. We ordered in.

Gradually, over the next few weeks she warmed up to me somewhat. Our life reverted to its old routine of pussy licking and stroking my semi-hard chubby; the very state that caused me to consider sharing her. We were right back where we started. I finally asked her how things were for her.

“Well, I have come to agree with you about Bob, but I can’t get that guy Elroy’s big black cock out of my head.”

“Why don’t you call him? Maybe he still would like to hear from you.”

“I have already talked to him, we had a video chat and he masturbated for me. He would like to talk to you.”

So we sat together and Facetimed with Elroy. He was indeed a handsome guy, and he spoke with me respectfully while telling me that he finds my wife very sexy and attractive. He held up her bunched panties from their previous encounter for me to see.

“I know I came on pretty strong when we met before, but I wanted to get you away from Bob; he is not your friend,” he was talking to both of us. “He spoke about her like she was a skank, but that was obviously not the case.”

“We figured that out; maybe some couples like the cuckold lifestyle, but that’s not for us” I replied.

“Do you think you can be satisfied with an occasional romp in the hay with my wife? She may not be able to accommodate your size, and I won’t tolerate any cuckold ideas.” I decided to be blunt with him.

“Most women run the other way when they see my cock, but Kate looked interested. I can be gentle and I am discrete. I had a several year relationship with an older couple until he retired and they moved away. They still write to me.

“As for taking my size, we have already chatted about that; I am very laid back, and I can assure you that she will come to enjoy fucking me with the right warm-up. I hope you will help. Are you willing to participate at times?”

I looked at Kate and seeing her hopeful smile, I had to agree to help. We made a date to meet for drinks and see where things go.

Of course, the fact that she was stroking my eager, semi-hard cock as we talked might have affected my judgement. Kate was beside herself with glee. She kissed me ardently and thanked me profusely before taking my chubby into her mouth.

All the while Elroy watched and stroked his massive member, encouraging Kate and promising to make her cum on his tongue and then his cock when we meet. Although I had a hard time concentrating, I managed to strum her clit.

In the heat of the moment, I found myself looking at his massive, uncut erection, wondering what it would be like to stroke and suck it. I realized then that I was developing some bi tendencies and it felt OK.

A perceptive Elroy quietly spoke, “You like what you see too, don’t you John. You should know that I am OK with a little bi play.”

With that vision in my head I decided that he and I might become good mates. Kate and I were soon ready to cum.

When our date night arrived, I think I was more nervous than Kate. I helped her dress, suggesting that she forego bra and panties. She agreed to no bra but insisted on wearing pants.

“If he makes me as hot as I remember, I would soak through my dress. I nearly did when he danced with me the other time,” my sensible wife told me.

We met him at a bar in the next town to ours. He was sitting at the bar when we arrived. After our drinks were served, we moved to a booth, Kate between us.

Elroy is about forty years old; I preferred that maturity compared to Bob. We chatted amiably for about a half hour with him recounting some of his past adventures, some making us laugh and some making Kate gasp.

I noted that Kate’s hand often touched his thigh as we chatted, and at times rubbed quite near to the growing bulge in his pants. I was getting turned on watching her respond to his charm.

Then he asked me if I minded him dancing with her. Without waiting for me to answer, Kate jumped up and took his hand.

So, off they went to dance. I love watching Kate dance, not only is she a good dancer, but she always makes her partner feel that he has her undivided attention. In the case of Elroy, she was all his.

They danced through a full set, including a slow final love song. When they arrived at the table there was a sheen of sweat on her brow, and a wet spot in his pants. My own cock was dripping precum just from watching them.

Kate kissed me and whispered, “I think you better take me home soon; my panties won’t hold up much longer. I want Elroy to come with us please.”

I suggested that we take my car, leaving his for later, then I suggested that they sit in back while I drive home. We were still in the parking lot when a dark hand reached over the seat back and dropped her balled-up panties onto my lap.

I adjusted my mirror for the best view and noted that they were squeezed into the center of the seat for maximum voyeur enjoyment; clever fellow, that Elroy.

Kate was not at all bashful, she took his face in her hands and kissed him with an open mouth; I could see her eyes looking at me in the mirror.

She smiled at me and licked his ear; my cock was aching for her pussy at that moment. In my mind’s eye, I could see her pussy opening like a flower anticipating his big cock.

I gave her a thumbs up and said out loud, “If I am ever going to have a hard-on again, tonight should be the night; you two look so fucking hot together.” They proceeded to make out like teenagers for a while.

When I next looked, I saw my wife offering her bare breasts for Elroy to kiss and suck. Her blouse was hanging open, and her nipples were very erect, the areoles dark and the size of dimes. She laid her head back with her eyes closed, caressed his head and sighed contentedly as he sucked each nipple in.

“Please do not mark her body Elroy, she is my wife still,” I called out rather too loudly. He gently bit each nipple once, then went back to kissing and fondling her, his hand now under her skirt, and hers in his pants.

We managed to arrive home safely in spite of my distracted driving. The only casualty were my soaked pants, from watching them explore each other’s bodies.

I pulled the car directly into the garage and closed the door. The pair seemed in no hurry to stop what they were doing so I turned to watch until the garage light timed out.

I got out and opened their door for them. Kate got out first; she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deeply with lots of tongue and saliva and an aroma that told me that Elroy’s cock had already been there.

Damn, having to watch the road makes one miss so much.

“Thank you, darling. This is much better than me going out on dates. I love having you right here where I can hold and kiss you. We can enjoy so much more pleasure together.”

I guess I have Bob to thank for her being so excited about sex; it certainly didn’t happen on my watch. Once in the house I sent the horny couple to the TV room while I opened a bottle of wine.

By the time I arrived with the drinks, a naked Kate was on her knees trying to devour as much of that big black cock as possible. Elroy just stood there with a wide smile on his face. He beckoned me over next to him and put his arm around my shoulders.

“You have one hot little wife here John, what should we do with her first?” He helped her to stand and turned her to face me.

“I don’t care but if my cock gets hard, I want her pussy immediately. Other than that, I want you two to do whatever she wants, whenever she wants it.”

“Well I want both of your clothes off right now, you first John.” She undid my belt and pulled my pants down to my ankles. I was at first embarrassed by my limp dick, but she dropped to her knees and, cupping my balls in her hand, inhaled my cock entirely.

I had to stop her for fear of cumming immediately. I sat in my recliner and watched her finish undressing Elroy. I was nearly as tempted by his rampant cock as Kate was, it was magnificent.

He picked her up and set her on the sofa, kneeled in front of her and pushed her knees apart to gaze at her pussy.

“Look at this beautiful pussy, John. May I lick it?” Kate gave him a non-verbal OK. She reached down and slid her middle finger from her taint, slowly up to her clit and let it rest there until he leaned forward and touched it with his tongue.

Then she held her labia open for him. He licked repeatedly from her little star to her clit, causing her to shiver excitedly with each passing.

“Oh John, he licks my pussy almost as well as you. I think I’m going to cum for him.”

Kate immediately grabbed his hair and held him there while she experienced an orgasmic spasm. Her legs kicked straight out toward the ceiling, and she screamed.

When her legs relaxed, they were over his shoulders, her heels drumming on his back. I have never seen such a frantic orgasm from cunnilingus, this was not the sedate wife that I knew.

“You came on his tongue, and I think you squirted,” I said to her. Elroy nodded his confirmation, his face dripping.

Kate looked at me and announced, “John, you are hard. Get over here, now!” She gently nudged Elroy away, then laid back on the sofa and opened her arms and legs for me.

She was right, my slumbering cock had awakened. I rushed over and got between her legs as fast as I could. Her pussy was drenched, so I slid in easily. Fuck, how wonderful it felt for the first time in years.

Unfortunately I was ready to burst. I stopped moving, hoping to calm down and last for a while, but too late. I had an disappointing little ejaculation and went soft immediately and my little chubby slipped out. Kate had not benefited at all from my erection.

I kissed her, said I was sorry and moved back to my watching chair, humiliated. I motioned for Elroy to take over. He sat beside her and asked her what she would like.

Bless her heart, she said, “I would like to hug my husband and let him know that I love him. Then I would like you to gently see if my pussy can take this instrument of torture.” She squeezed his tumescent cock.

We took a few minutes together before I sent her back to him. He laid on the carpet on his back and invited her to climb aboard. The situation was so intense that I did not experience the usual post ejaculation let-down

“John, could you give Kate a hand? I’ll support her fanny to keep her from burying my cock too deep at first.”

I knelt astraddle Elroy’s chest while she straddled his hips, placing her hands on my shoulders for stability.

“Darling, could you please hold his cock and aim it at my pussy lips? This is a tall mountain to climb.” She giggled briefly, then a look of concentration came over her face as his glans nudged her labia. I held on to the base of his cock and leaned in to kiss her.

“Take your time love, let Elroy and me ease this monster in,” I was enjoying holding the base of his cock while my wife tried to adjust to his girth. I was mesmerized by the sight; Kate’s little pussy can’t possibly take it all, I thought.

We all stayed like we were as she rocked her hips back and forth trying to work him in. Each movement caused her to inhale sharply, then settle more. A sheen of sweat appeared on her upper lip, and she began to moan.

I watched her abdominal muscles clenching with what looked like mini-orgasms. When she had about six inches in, she let go of me and held her arms out to him.

I moved out of the way so she could lean in and kiss Elroy. From my new vantage point I could see her pussy lips clinging to his cock; the very first time seeing my wife’s pussy with another man’s cock in it. I almost vomited at the sight, yet I couldn’t look away.

I can’t describe the emotions going through my body and head, they were many, powerful, and conflicting. I felt love for her, jealousy toward him and elation at being present at this, almost religious happening.

“I daren’t try for more,” she said, her voice strained. “Is it OK for you Elroy, do you need to go deeper?” She continued moving her pelvis leaving a ring of creamy froth on his dick.

“Oh no, darlin’ it’s wonderful; you are so tight and so warm and slippery that I am ready to cum. We never said where I could cum.”

Kate looked at me questioningly, “Darling? I’m safe aren’t I?” I nodded. “I want you to cum in me please, I want to feel your hot jism fill my womb,” she whispered. They kissed again, making my stomach lurch again.

Elroy started to move his hips a little, lifting her with him; he was in as far as possible, but there was plenty of cock left out. She began to match his movements, rising up, then settling down on him.

“God, you feel wonderful,” he whispered to her. “I’m going to cum soon.”

“So am I; I feel it like I never have before, so full and so aroused.” Her movements became more erratic and frantic. After a few moments, she raised her head and screamed, “Oh fuck me, I’m going to cum right now!”

Suddenly, Elroy’s cock settled a couple of inches deeper. Her pussy actually farted.“Oh fuck! …oh fuck, …oh fuck, … I came so hard,” she went from yelling to whispering into his ear before kissing him hard, holding on for dear life. “I have never cum like that.”

“I did too,” he said. Sure enough I saw their combined juices seeping around his cock onto the sofa cushion. Her pussy seemed to be repeatedly grasping his cock, then releasing only to grasp it again, and her glutes were clenching. Then her pelvis began to move again, small motions back and forth. He grasped her ass with both hands and rolled them over, him on top.

Her arms went around his neck, she placed her feet on his calves, and levered her pussy up to meet his renewed thrusts. His cock had not gone soft. I could hear her soft moan each time it reached bottom in her, though their mouths were locked together.

I could also hear wet sounds from her pussy at each stroke of his cock. It was a repeat of the slow dance from the bar; they were in their own world and in no hurry for it to end.

"Will you cum for me again Kate? I think your husband wants you to enjoy yourself to the fullest, and I don't want to stop. We will never have another first time." She simply nodded her head and grabbed his ass, pulling him as deep as she could.

To me it seemed like an hour, though it was only several minutes before she said, "It's starting, will you cum with me please?" and she quietly buried her face in his neck while her body began to spasm and jerk.

Elroy whispered in her ear, "Give it to me Kate, give it all to me now," and she did. When I could see her face again, there were tears in her eyes. He kissed them away and said, "Thank you."

Now I really had a sick feeling in my stomach. Had I lost my wife in one evening? I sat there, stunned having seen my wife of twenty years give everything she had to this man.

They lay like that for several minutes. I was frantic to hold my wife in my arms but the moment seemed too private to interrupt. For a while they lay so still that I thought she had gone to sleep. Finally she stirred, held her hand out to me and said, “Thank you, my wonderful husband. This is certainly a night to remember.”

We sat around finishing the wine, although Kate was barely conscious, her eyes closing frequently and her head drooping onto my shoulder. Finally Elroy reminded me that I had to deliver him back to his car.

Kate thanked me again and kissed me sleepily as I put her to bed.

As we drove, he asked me how it was for me. I told him of the gamut of emotions that I experienced. He assured me that he could see the love between Kate and me.

“You have a marvelous and loving wife there; thank you for sharing her with me. Will I get to see Kate again?” He asked.

“I think so,” I replied. “I need to see her take the whole nine yards before I die.” We chuckled at that, then he put his hand in my lap and squeezed my cock.

“We have lots of exploration to do yet, and we need to take better care of this guy next time.” he said with a smile.

Elroy has fucked Kate many times since that night, and I have watched and participated in many of them, though not all. We have a steady menage going on.

She has not yet taken his full eleven inches, but not for lack of trying, and I have, many times guided it to her pussy after getting them both wet orally. I no longer feel useless to my wife.

Perhaps someday I’ll write about some of the great times we have shared.