It was suppose to be a relaxing night out, nothing exciting, dinner, a Broadway show maybe a drink or two afterwards then back to our normal life. What actually transpired was surprising for the both of us, or a least that’s what I thought.
Let me start by describing my relationship and beautiful wife: The relationship was tumultuous in the beginning lots of drama, nevertheless she always stayed by my side, and I am extremely grateful for that. Married for seven years, together for fifteen and have three beautiful children. We trust and love each other very much and the sex life is great. She stands 5 feet 9 inches tall, 135 lbs. with 38D-cup breast with dark brown nipples and large areolas. White soft skin that suntans to a light caramel color, which results in sexy tan lines. Brown medium length hair and what some people might call bedroom eyes, she has luscious and succulent red lips, great for kissing and sucking She has a thin waist, Spanish hips connected to long and thick legs that compliment her heart shaped ass. When she walks, it is one of the most erotic and arousing things to watch. In addition to her sense of humor, and humility she is one of the most sensitive and considerate persons I have ever met. I adore my wife.
We rarely discuss sexual fantasies however; we do include sex toys and talk of other persons being present and participating with us when having sex. Being more vocal when it comes to fantasying then she is, I had made several comments to her that it would be so erotic to watch her be seduced, turned on, and then fucked by another man. Knowing that he was having his way with her and feeling the warmth of her body, as I do every time I have the pleasure of making love to my wife. On several occasions, she had gotten upset, saying that I really didn’t love her because if I did, how could I consider her being fucked by another man. I had to explain to her that it’s not that I want her to be with someone else, it was just that watching her perform on our sex toys and expressing such delight through her facial expressions was such a turn on for me, and lead me to believe that she was fantasizing of someone else. I allowed my imagination to get the best of me. I read a lot of erotic stories were married women had affairs, they were seduced by good looking, well endowed men, all the while their husbands secretly watch. I assumed it was something she had contemplated or fantasized about. I should have known better than to have assumed this was ever an option or a fantasy of hers. She made it abundantly clear that those thoughts and desires were mine not hers.
My wife and I rarely go out, she is dedicated to raising our kids, and I am always working. We planned on going out about a month ago. The need to plan head makes the whole experience of going out thought provoking. I understand the need to plan; I just wish it were more often and spontaneous. Anyway, my mother in law usually agrees to comes over and take care of the kids, however she always complains and rushes us back home, needless to say we have no other choice. However, thanks to the in-laws, I experienced one of the most erotic and stupefying experiences of my life.
It was a beautiful summer night not so hot, warm enough for my wife to wear a maxi type dress that I had brought her a while back, which showed off her beautiful breast and zaftig figure. I should have known something was dissimilar that night because I had asked her on several occasions to wear the dress but she always rejected the idea saying it revealed too much, her breast were exposed, to provocative. Now I have to admit the dress looked great on her and I knew that many men were going to gawk at her however, it didn’t bother me one bit, because I would be the lucky one fucking and savoring her at the end of the night.
Off to dinner at a Spanish restaurant we enjoy visiting whenever we venture out into the city. To my surprise, she asked for a screwdriver with her dinner, which was uncharacteristic of her. Anyway, after dinner, we were off to the Broadway show. Again, she asked for a drink before and during the intermission, which was strangely odd. The show ended and she was feeling a bit tipsy. She asked if we could spend the night in the city, and stay at the hotel, we had previously stayed in. I agreed and made the necessary phone calls and booked a room for the night. On the way to the hotel, she started rubbing my cock, telling me she was so horny and could not wait to be fucked.
Upon arriving at the hotel, I walked over to the check in counter and confirmed our reservation. As I was checking in my wife walked into the bar- lounge area and requested another drink. She quickly drank it, held a brief conversation with a man at the bar, walked out, and before I could make it over to her, she asked me for the keys to room. My wife asked me to wait downstairs because she needed to use the bathroom and freshen up a bit. It was not a peculiar request so I ordered my usual, a Johnny Walker Black on the rocks and waited at the bar. A conversation ensued with a man who introduced himself as Leo. He was a good-looking man, olive skin, dark haired, stood approximately 6 feet 3 inches tall, 200 lbs, well built, and casually dressed. The topic of conversation quickly changed to wife. My instinct was that he wasn’t sure whether she was my friend, girlfriend, or wife. I quickly answered and told him we were married, out on a date and our kids were left at home. He was mesmerized by her beauty and told me I was lucky to have her. He then made a comment, which left me feeling a bit mystified, he said “that if he were married to someone as beautiful and sexy as my wife he could never” and just before he finished his thought, he received a text message, excused himself from the bar walked towards the elevators and disappeared.
I didn’t think much about his comment and continued enjoying my drink. Approximately fifteen minutes had passed since my wife had gone upstairs and I became concerned wondering what was taking her so long, did she fall asleep, or worse, is she hurt. For that reason, I hastily finished my drink, headed on upstairs hoping to find my wife lying down, and passed out on the bed. As a got closer to the room an over welling feeling of nervousness set in. The door to the room was partly open. Not sure what to expect, I peered into the room, and shocked by what a saw. My wife perched on a desk; embraced in a passionate kiss, her legs spread apart, while this stranger was standing between her legs, holding her, caressing her. Not sure, what do I stood at the door without making a sound and to my surprise I became sexually arouse. Shocked only because it was an unexpected encounter and never imagined something like this could happen.