"Part 5: Hot Summer of '88"
Once upon a time, during a vacation in a sunny European nation, my spouse and I crossed paths with a dynamic and charismatic young business guy in his thirties. He had a sharp wit and paid for our drinks in the hotel bar the first time we met. We are a senior couple, both active and spry, yet some wrinkles on my face, but my wife Jane is still youthful-looking for her age. She's petite, with firm 36B breasts, lean legs, a flat stomach, and red-dyed hair trimmed short. She loves being the center of attention at parties and can get slightly drunk at times, making me a little embarrassed at times. Jane's giggle, described by others as "sexy," is infectious.
The young man's name was Tim. He was tall, clean-shaven, and well-built. He would wear crisp shirts and light trousers due to the heat. He told us he was after a lucrative deal and would stay in the Mediterranean until he obtained it.
Tim clicked with my wife. He'd regale her with funny anecdotes and jokes, which would often be naughty and even bawdy. Jane would erupt in laughter with her "sexy" giggle. Tim seemed capable of consuming large amounts of drinks but remained stone sober. I, on the other hand, and my wife got drunk, but it was vacation time, so we permitted ourselves some leeway.
One night, after spending time with Tim in the bar, we went back to our apartment, tipsy and laughing. As we got into bed, I began to nod off, but woke up to my wife's voice, "Tom, do you think a guy like Tim would find me attractive?"
I responded without looking at her, "Certainly, any man would be attracted to a woman your age who maintains her sensual charm. There is a high likelihood that he has fantasized about you, having stripped off your denim shorts that you wore that night." Then I went back to sleep.
Jane was insistent. "Maybe he'd like to watch us have sex, see how a seasoned woman like me can be." She reached for my boxers at the waistband, stroking me gently as it grew harder.
My arousal increased, so I turned to face her. She had a pair of loose white cotton panties and a short pink top on. I reached under her top and caressed her succulent breasts and aroused nipples. Jane said, "Tim! I didn't realize you could see us!"
We often used to play these games, so I responded coolly, "It's all right; he's given us permission to entertain him. He's on the edge of the bed now, watching us carefully." Jane parted her legs, revealing her damp panties. "Fuck me as if he were there," she breathed huskily.
I told her I'd let him view me undress her and engage in lovemaking. "I'm okay with you showing a younger man how sexy and alluring you can be," I advised. "Matter of fact, Tim is about to witness your most intimate moments."
Jane shuddered at my words, then began to take off my constrictive boxers. After doing this, she went down on me and was far more playful and slow than usual. I mentioned that Tim was now standing above our bed, eagerly watching.
Jane started making noises and asked me to fuck her intensely. I slipped into her noticing how wet and clingy she was, I glided in producing a squishing sound. She was about to climax within a few thrusts which was peculiar for Jane. I peered into her eyes and exclaimed, "Reach out your hand, Tim wants to clutch it when you cum in front of us." Jane gasped as she stretched her arm out and I grasped it, I declared that Tim was holding her hand while watching me fuck her. This provoked her to lose self-control and she began to orgasm forcefully, I could feel her fluids seeping out onto my strong penis. She was more vocal than typical, stirring me up. I gushed my large splatter of sperm into her until it dripped out onto her legs. She asked me to stay inside her until the aftershocks ceased. It took a longer span of time than usual for me to deflate and all the while I remained engorged, Jane slid her wet vagina against my penis making tiny moaning sounds. I felt our combined fluids stream down my balls and it felt more stimulating than standard.
The sheets had a rather significant wet spot on them, and when Jane headed to the bathroom to tidy up, I experienced a sense of triumphed looking at her tight bottom and the wet residue seeping onto her inner thighs. I contemplated furthering this fantasy. Jane returned to the bed, but quickly slipped into a profound sleep as I pondered our delightful love engagement. I comprehended that I desired my penis to stiffen again, and I dozed off with my erection pressed against Jane's naked posterior and my hand between Jane's moist thighs. Jane issued a few satisfied snorts while asleep.
The upcoming morning, Jane felt somewhat restrained about our intimate interactions the preceding night and didn't want to converse about it. Instead, she just claimed she was quite intoxicated, so I refrained from delving deeper. We carried on basking in holiday mode lounging by the pool. Me wearing shorts and Jane donning a white bikini with a skirt wrapped around her waist. She received a multitude of admiring glances from guys around the pool. I realized that she was relishing the attention though she was attempting to appear unfazed. I even liked this, as it often resulted in intense sexual endeavors afterward.
That night we showered and changed for dinner, I was merely wearing cargo shorts and a relaxed shirt. Jane, however, was adorned with a low-cut white sheer blouse displaying her lacy white bra underneath. She wore an expensive pearl necklace around her neck, highlighting her tanned skin. She had bought a short, above the knee floral-patterned light skirt. The type of skirt that only appears appealing on holidays. I noticed that under the bathroom's illumination, her white lacy bikini panties were noticeable beneath her half transparent skirt. I didn't comment as this would necessitate a change of attire. Jane solely sported sandals on her feet, and the low heels made her appear smaller than usual.
We were headed to dinner when we met Tim in the lobby. He was in a fantastic state of mind, sharing that he'd recently secured a lucrative contract. He insisted on taking both of us to an expensive hotel for dinner, and I observed his eyes shift repeatedly to Jane's scantily-clad body. At six foot two, he outstood both Jane and me. Jane was barely five foot four, and I was slightly taller. However, I drifted off topic. We indulged in a superb feast and then we went to a bar with cubicles for customers. We chose a cubicle and sat with Tim on one side of Jane and me on the other while he narrated all about his success.
The wine flowed, and the discussion covered numerous varying themes, Tim was a smart and intriguing individual. Thankfully our lodging was nearby as we were drinking a bit more than the norm. Tim declared he'd been married for two years, but they had been youthful and both mutually decided to divorce. He conveyed that he never remarried due to focusing on his business and traveling. Jane posed unintentionally, "What about sex, don't you miss it?" I was stunned, but Tim just chuckled and revealed that he'd had countless eager partners. Jane turned red but also smiled flirtatiously.
The bar was becoming noisy, so we decided to return to our apartment for a more tranquil environment. When we arrived at our apartment, Tim seated himself in an armchair whereas Jane and I sat on the sofa drinking chilled wine. The conversation became increasingly sexual with Tim divulging a few of his amusing yet horny sexual stories. I informed him that he was fortunate and admitted that I was a bit jealous of Tim. Jane was subtly moving on the sofa and I noticed she found Tim's tales erotic. Tim stated that I was lucky to have such a beautiful and sexy wife. Jane blushed a little but then she leaned over and astonished us by kissing me deeply.
She remarked that we were a perfect couple and we adore each other. Tim laughed and voiced that he'd love to see a pair as attractive as us locked in a fit of passion. There was a momentary silent discomfort, then Jane acted.
My wife, who's mature and sexy, climbed onto my lap with her back facing Tim. She then leaned back and kissed my neck seductively. Tim just said, "Gorgeous, really cool." I was surprised, but I enjoyed where the night was headed, so I leaned down and kissed my wife softly. I allowed my hands to roam across her shoulders. My wife made low encouraging moans.
Tim was mesmerized and softly expressed supportive and encouraging suggestions. My wife grew bolder. Her moans became louder and she reached behind her while still sitting on my lap to pet my hips and abdominal muscles. She stared directly into Tim's eyes and knew exactly what she was doing because she shifted her legs slightly, allowing Tim to see her sheer panties.
Tim's erection was apparent through his light cotton pants. He shifted uncomfortably to relieve the tension. My wife giggled flirtatiously. I was becoming very aroused and knew my wife could feel my hardness through her skirt. The sexual tension was undeniable and I suspected we all knew what was about to happen. I couldn't believe it, yet I placed my hands on my wife's blouse and began to touch her body. Soon, I was caressing her breasts beneath her delicate and sexy blouse and she complained in a breathless way. She was mentioning protests while responding to the thrill at the same time. "Oh Tom, you shouldn't," she said, gasping. However, I was familiar with my wife's body language, and I was sure she meant the opposite. I was going to give my wife exactly what she really desired, and I felt that she truly wanted to be taken by me in front of Tim like a shameless slut, just as we had fantasized.
Jane was still on my lap with her back to me, facing Tim. Her legs were slightly spread and she was breathing heavily as I caressed her body. I moved my hands from her pert breasts across her stomach to her thighs. I subtly raised her skirt to allow me to caress her higher. I came close to touching her lace-trimmed panties. Jane was swept up in the pleasure and was nuzzling into my neck and murmuring, "Oh Tom, I think Tim's going to see us, I'm not sure..." She uttered vague protests as I slid her panties to the side and touched her dampened white panties. Jane struggled to keep her moans in check, but when my fingers brushed the spot between her thighs on her wet panties, she started to lose control. "You wouldn't dare show Tim..." she panted, but then she moaned loudly as my fingers slid past her pussy lips. My wife might try to deny her pleasure, but her dampening juices told another story.
Tim and Jane gazed into each other's eyes. Tim seemed serious now. He stood to adjust his pants because his erection was painful beneath them. Both Jane and I could see the outline of his sizable sex. Jane couldn't help but murmured her approval quietly, "Ohh Ohh yes, very nice." She blushed when she realized what she had said, it was harder to act innocent.
I took my wife by the hand and led her towards our clean bedroom. Tim followed. I placed her gently on our white sheets. I asked her quietly if she wanted Tim to watch us make love. She feigned innocence, but I knew she craved this moment and I was determined to make it happen. She just nodded and smiled toward Tim.
Tim sat on the bed's edge, bathed in soft lamplight, and I stripped naked. I'm in pretty good shape and I have nothing to be embarrassed about in terms of my body. My manhood was trimmed but not shaved. I felt like I was putting on a show for Tim and, in a way, both Jane and I were doing just that.
Crouched between Jane's spread legs, I gently slid her wet, semi-transparent panties off, leaving them bunched around one knee. She allowed me to do so easily, lifting her bottom to help remove them. Next, I raised her small floral-patterned skirt up to her waist, revealing her tidy landing strip. Tim exhaled in approval. With every touch, Jane's pleasure increased - and so did mine.
Donning a seductive grin, I slowly undid the buttons of Jane's sheer blouse, laying bare her lacy bra and perky breasts before Tim's eyes. Tim sang praises as I undid her bra and gently pushed it up to rest atop her breasts. I eagerly caressed Jane's taut bosom and tweaked her erect nipples, causing her to let out a deep, sensual groan. We'd made love this way before, and her satisfaction was undeniable.
In a legendary move of hers, I began to suck on her nipples and caress her intimate areas. Gradually, I eased my cock between her spread, slick folds, gliding halfway into her. No more innocent games; Jane was thrilled and hungry. She started to touch herself, prompting her to speak up, "Ahh Ahh Ahh Tom, pleasure me properly," she begged. I held back for a moment, savoring the anticipation, then, with a sudden thrust, I plunged the rest of the way inside her. She squeezed my shaft with her muscles in response. Tim was moved beyond words.
Jane turned her eyes from me to Tim, searching for permission. I asked him what he desired, predicting he'd want to masturbate or receive a blow job. But she confessed the thought of another man fucking Jane was in Tim's fantasies. He confessed he loved well-cared-for older women and now he was witnessing it himself. The situation was sizzling hot.
To my surprise, Tim removed his shirt and trousers, standing before us in skimpy boxers, his cock fully erect. His desire was palpable and our fantasy was racing faster than we'd anticipated. I humped Jane, driving her lust to a crescendo. She figured out he hadn't experienced orgasm yet, and, as if to propose an offer, she inquired, "You like mature women, Tim? Do you want to see my husband ejaculate inside me?," she asked provocatively.
Like a bold man, Tim intoned that mature women like Jane were his favorite. He had desired to see a woman housebound get fucked, and now that dream was becoming reality. Tim removed his shirt and pants as Jane watched, before adorning just tight cream-colored boxers, emphasizing his solid credentials.
I heightened Jane's lust and teased her, temporarily ceasing my thrusts. She shrieked in response, "Ahh Ahh Ahh I'm about to climax," before expressing her agreement. Tim quickly disrobed and joined us to enjoy a glass of wine.
The atmosphere was filled with excitement. About fifteen minutes went by with Jane acting embarrassed, skipping from room to room wrapped in a beach towel. Finally, she appeared in a dressing gown, followed by her husband in boxers, and they returned to the sitting room. Jane was now adorned in a soft pink see-through Teddy nightdress, matching panties, and black stockings with diamond patterns. Tim and I, both in our briefs, sat together, submerged in our camaraderie. Jane's outfit was different - yet intriguing. The sensual feelings of fear and ecstasy surged in my mind.
A sudden bout of nerves hit me when I spied Jane dressed for Mr. Tim, but I couldn't deny the heated energy of the environment.
Suddenly, Jane mentioned, "What should we do with Tim?"
Jane would never attempt anything scandalous without Tim's consent. He was comfortable with the situation since he looked eager to please. Still hesitant, I questioned, "Tim, what do you desire?"
Brave as always, he positively suggested he desired to have intercourse with Jane. Tim and Jane exchanged friendly smiles and a tender kiss to signify the beginning of their extramarital affair. He wore a look of relief and was eager to talk about their impromptu rendezvous.
Jane, the ultimate tease, vanished to the bathroom for a quick shower, and Tim and I chatted calmly. A few minutes has passed, when a bright-eyed Jane emerged, this time dressed in a see-through, vintage-inspired dress. I had never seen her wear something so alluring. My tongue tangled; instead of intimidation I was filled with the feeling of 'temptation meets opportunity' as I witnessed my wife prepare for a lover. Tim seemed nervous. He doubted if he could truly satisfy Jane's insatiable hunger. I envisioned a spectacular night with Tim testing to please Jane. And, yes, that's what I heard her whisper at the end, "What about Tim?" I helped to let him know we both appreciated his presence, eagerly anticipating the interjection of a new sense of pleasure in a relationship bound by so many memories. https://exotic-forum.com/threads/wife-wants-to-fuck-me-in-front-of-her-husband.92360/
Jane had re-done everything: her make-up, a clean-up, and put on a new, seductive outfit. She twirled around like a ballet dancer and asked me, using her best sultry Marilyn Monroe accent, "Tom, could you kindly introduce your spouse to this man who needs assistance? I obliged and introduced her to Tim.
"Tim, this is my wife Jane. She might be able to help you with your recent dry spell." I acted the part and announced her to Tim.
"Please treat her kindly and respectfully, she is my spouse, but she also enjoys a good, hard fuck." Jane blushed at that statement, as there was more truth than humor in it.
Tim played the gentlemen and took Jane by the hand, leading her towards a clean, spare bedroom. As they approached the threshold, Tim told me, "You wouldn't mind stepping out of the way, I'd be more comfortable if you just watched from the entrance. I'm about to give your wife a real hard screw, and I'd prefer you out of the room." Shock doesn't begin to describe my state, and yet I agreed. I glanced at Jane, who had a guilty look on her face, but a warning in her eyes that she was not backing out now. Tim took her gently by the hand and fondly tapped her bottom, causing a squeal of delight as they entered the bedroom. He led her inside and almost closed the door, but left it slightly open to allow me a peek. I walked away, my heart in turmoil.
I poured a glass of wine and strained to hear any sound. Soon, I heard Jane chuckling and giggling. Then there was a gasp. Silence ensued, so I crept to the slightly ajar door and, peeking through the crack, saw Jane having trouble taking Tim's considerable endowment into her red-painted lips. She had both hands firmly wrapped around his thick and hard manhood and it seemed too thick for her tiny fingers to enclose. His body was noticeably sculpted with muscles. She finally managed to get her painted lips around his large, thick cock, and she sucked while her hands roamed all over his muscular body, exploring his long, thick shaft, his large, swollen testicles, his tight butt, and his flat stomach. It was clear that she was willing to let herself fully experience the moment when she thought she was alone.
I took a few steps back from the doorway and sipped my wine, listening closely. There were long silences interspersed with groans of pleasure from both of them. Then I heard Jane gasping in ecstasy. There was a wet slapping sound. I couldn't help but investigate further.
Jane was lying on her stomach with two fat pillows under her tummy, raising her bottom off the bed. Tim was thrusting his large, thick member deeply inside her, increasing his rhythm. She still had on her Teddy, but her stained underwear lay on the bed next to her. Her face was red, and she was filled with a combination of fear and excitement. Her legs shook with each powerful thrust. Jane cried out in pleasure, "Uhh Uhh gently Oww Ahhh," and Tim responded, "Not yet," spanking her bottom with his strong hand. He continued to slam my wife's hot pussy as she moaned in unheard-of pleasure, her trembling legs now collapsed on the bed.
Tim spoke to her as if she was a wild horse, calming her down while he increased his rapid, deep pounding. Jane suddenly moaned, "Aaahhh I'm cumming," and Tim paused, spanking her bottom and growling, "Not yet," before resuming his furious thrusts. Jane's trembling legs collapsed as she experienced an intense climax she hadn't known in years. Tim kept pounding her until she cried out in pleading, "Please let up." He withdrew and quickly discharged his load on Jane's bottom and stockings. She collapsed into the sheets, moaning in the pleasure of complete orgasm.
Tim kissed her softly and said, "Ciao, both of you. I'll see you tomorrow at the bar?" I stuttered my reply, but Jane grinned at him, "Definitely." Tim hurriedly dressed and exited, saying, "See you later, folks."
Jane's sized up my astonished face and explained, "I've always wanted to indulge in one of those films with a cowboy, and you know how I like a deep screw." Bewildered, I listened as Jane described her wild night. "He was well-built and well-hung, and his dick was ancient," she said. "I was on my stomach, and he pushed me into the bed, pinning me there. He grabbed my hips and slammed into me over and over, all the while holding onto my teddy bear. I came so hard, and I could see him enjoying the feel of my ass clenching around him. I came again, and he kept slamming into me, making me cum for a third time before he finally released inside me." Then she paused and added, "Thank you for leaving me there. I stumbled out of the room in disbelief but recovered enough to greet him at the bar the next day." All I could do was gape, as she proceeded to give me a detailed account of her wild night. I wondered which part she enjoyed the most, being plugged by Tim or satisfying me by telling me all about it.
When Tim was out of sight, Jane expressed her gratitude towards me for allowing her to live out a secret desire she never knew she had. A part of me felt torn, but considering how much we care for each other, I told her the truth - that it was equally arousing for me too. She responded with smiling and saying she was too exhausted to move or shower. She asked if I would be open to receiving a blowjob since her pussy needed some respite. Thankfully, I accepted the offer and positioned my erection between her smudged lipstick. As Jane explained her satisfaction with a younger man, I could feel my arousal escalating. When I announced I was about to climax, she promptly withdrew my member and played with it until I climaxed, coating her cheeks and neck with my semen. Afterwards, when I went to fetch her a tissue, all my wife did was smile and say, "Don't, I appreciate having both men's semen on me. She merely mixed the seed with her provocative teddy nightdress and buried herself deeper into a contented sleep.
The following day, we had a sincere chat, which only strengthened the connection we shared. As for Tim, that's a tale for another time.
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