66 comments/ 344610 views/ 102 favorites Watching Anna By: dan09 For men who like to watch their wives having sex with other men, no explanation is necessary. For men who don't understand this fantasy, no explanation is possible. Although I enjoy wife sharing and some wife cheating stories I always felt confident that I would never want to act any of them out myself. I also felt that if my wife Anna ever cheated on me that would be it, no second chances. If I were ever so unfortunate to actually catch her cheating I believed id probably end up in prison on a murder charge. But it is funny how we go through life thinking we know what we want and know how we would feel if certain situations were to happen. Yet how many of us end up in places we never thought we would go? This story is a true event that happened seven years ago. If you told me it was going to happen when I married Anna then I wouldn't be sat here typing this. This story may not seem original but that's because it happens to so many people and so many people wish, in fantasy at least, for it to happen to them. I have changed some minor details to hopefully make the story more erotic but everything else is exactly how I remember it. First off my name is Daniel and I am married to a beautiful woman named Anna. We are both 36 yrs old and have no children. At the time of this story we were 29 and had only been married 2 yrs. We had been invited to a house party of some friends of Anna's but I was working away that weekend. I planned to be back around 9pm and said I would quickly get showered and head over to the party and meet her there. The hosts Richard and Wendy weren't close friends of mine but I got on well with them. I was quite happy not to go at all as I knew I wouldn't know many people there. But like a good husband I agreed for Anna's sake. On the night of the party driving home I had hit some pretty bad traffic and text Anna to say id be too late and that I'd wait up for her. She text back saying I love you and not to worry. Once the traffic had cleared I actually made up some good time and could get to the party for about 11pm. I decided to go and surprise her. I got to the party just after 11 and was surprised it was still in good flow. The door was open with a couple of people standing outside smoking and drinking while they chatted. Not knowing any of them I walked straight in and set about finding my wife. I bumped into Richard and shook his hand as I asked him where Anna was. He said he last seen her dancing and to grab myself a beer from the kitchen. The house looked fairly big even with people everywhere. The lounge had double doors opening up to join the dining room which had been cleared to accommodate the revellers. I couldn't see Anna anywhere so I headed into the kitchen to grab a beer. Just then I noticed my wife dancing with a guy in amongst the crowd. It looked innocent enough as they danced and laughed so I waited for her to finish before I went over. She looked stunning as I watched her dancing. Anna is 5"5 and only weighs 118lbs. She has shoulder length curly blonde hair and very sexy green eyes. She has a slim healthy looking size 10 waist with a firm 32C bust which looks bigger due to her size. I could see why this guy had chosen to dance with her. She was wearing a short black dress with very thin shoulders straps. The dress stopped four inches above her knee revealing her smooth legs, which were standing inside a sexy pair of 4 inch black heels. The dress was quite revealing too so anybody taller than her could easily get a glimpse at her cleavage. Suddenly R Kelly's bump and grind started booming through the house. The guy dancing with my wife quickly moved in and placed his arms onto my wife's waist. This didn't really bother me as I trusted Anna and had seen a few men dance with her in the past. She always pushed them away if they went too far. But this time my stomach turned upside down as I watched my wife throw her head back laughing as she placed her arms around the guy's neck. Still I tried to remain calm as everybody else was pretty much dancing the same way. I put it down to the song and grabbed another beer. When I returned a few seconds later the guy was behind my wife grinding his groin into my wife's arse as she just bent forward slightly encouraging him. His hands were still on her waist but they soon started moving up the sides of her body. As I watched expecting my wife to move away or slap his hands, my mouth went dry as he cupped both her breasts through the dress. If you asked me how I would react if I found myself in this situation, like most men I'd say I'm going to knock him out. But I didn't. Instead I stood watching as I found myself becoming aroused. Anna loves having her breasts groped, by me only so I thought. They are her favourite feature and I know she gets turned on from all the male attention when she's out in her low cut and revealing tops. But this was a step too far. The guy pulled my wife up straight using his hands on her breasts and she closed her eyes smiling as he started to kiss her neck. As he enjoyed the taste of my wife's soft skin his hands slowly made their way back down her body until they rested on the tops of her thighs. I seemed to be the only one noticing as he very seductively began pulling the dress up her legs. As the song ended and another started playing, my wife snapped out of her daze and turned around pushing the guy's hands away. They continued dancing to the next song before the guy pulled out a packet of cigarettes and signalled for Anna to join him outside. Anna only smoked when she was drunk and although I could tell she had had a few, I knew it didn't excuse her behaviour on the dance floor. As they both made their way outside closing the sliding doors behind them I waited a few moments before following. When I entered the garden I couldn't see anybody. I could just make out laughter and smell the faint scent of a cigarette. As I scanned the garden I could see a set of steps in between two bushes half way down the garden. As I approached the steps I noticed my wife sat on a wooden table with the guy standing between her legs. Being at the top of the steps I had a great view of the two of them. I stepped behind one of the bushes and found a gap that still gave me a good view. My wife was leaning back eyes closed smiling as this guy held her face in his left hand and softly kissed at her neck. Anna had her arms back fully stretched on the table to support her which thrust her breasts out slightly. As the guy continued kissing her neck and shoulders he brought his hands up to the straps of her dress and slowly slid them off her shoulders and down her arms. My wife just moaned with pleasure as she sat up bending her elbows allowing the guy to completely pull the straps from her arms. Anna wrapped her arms around the guy's neck as they kissed passionately. The guy pulled her dress down over her bra covered breasts and quickly reached around her back to unhook the bra. She leant back on the table again smiling with satisfaction as she enjoyed the guy's reaction to her breasts. He gave out a loud sigh as he cupped both breasts in his hands and leaned in to kiss my wife again. He soon broke the kiss and made his way back to her neck and over her shoulders then onto the top off her chest, continuing with soft seductive kisses. I can't explain how erotic this looked. I know it sounds crazy but watching him seduce my wife had seduced me into watching as I just stood there rubbing my cock through my trousers. As he cupped her left breast he kissed and sucked on her right breast and nipple whilst using his free hand to pull down one side of her panties. All I could see was his hand up her dress but it was pretty obvious what he was doing. Then he began to suck on her left breast as he put both of his hands up her dress and took down her panties dropping them on the floor. After another passionate kiss he pushed her back onto the table but she leant on her elbows propping herself up. All the time I remember the wicked smile she had on her face. With her panties gone the guy pushed the dress up to her waist revealing her pussy. Anna has always shaved her pussy which makes her look so much sexier when naked. To look at her pussy you would get the impression she has never been fucked, as her lips look nice and tight. Her pussy was also a tight fit as you fucked her to her first orgasm. After that she would be soaking and orgasms would come thick and fast. After the way he seduced her with all his kisses I was surprised when instead of going down on her, he took out his cock and started rubbing it up and down her pussy lips. Anna just simply collapsed flat onto the table and started moaning and moving her hips slowly as she cupped her breasts. From the angle I was watching I couldn't see him penetrating her body but he was moving his hips back and for slightly with short thrusts. By my wife's reaction and movements he was obviously fucking her. He then began to thrust deeper but keeping at the same speed as my wife began to arch her back upwards with every forward thrust. I became overwhelmed with my own lust as he grabbed her heels and spread her legs up high and wide. This was the perfect position to assault her body and very soon he was ploughing into her pussy with speed and force. She must have been soaking as I could hear the sloppy sounds of his cock fucking her pussy every time their groins met. Anna reached her first orgasm very quickly as her lover fucked her harder and deeper with every thrust. She gave out a loud moan as she panted for breath and I knew she was cumming hard. The guy continued with his pace showing no mercy as he used her body and she came again within seconds of her first orgasm. He then put her legs onto his shoulders and pulled her closer to him. Her arse was slightly over the edge of the table and he reached forward for her breasts. Once he got her into position he began to fuck her hard once more. After a few minutes I heard him tell my wife he was going to cum and they both bucked wildly as she reached her third orgasm and he pumped my wife full of cum. After pulling out he pulled up his trousers as Anna just lay there panting. He lit two cigarettes and passed one to Anna as she sat up giggling like a teenager. She quickly began getting dressed as the guy sat down on a nearby chair and I made my way back to the house. The whole episode must have lasted no more than twenty minutes and I was glad I didn't bump into anyone I knew as I made my way through the house and into my car. Driving home I felt no real emotion. I was so horny and I planned to text my wife once I got in as I desperately wanted to fuck her. The thought that I just witnessed my wife cheating didn't even register; I just wanted to fuck her. That night I didn't get to fuck my wife. She came home about an hour after me and fell straight to sleep. I did however wake her in the morning and we had great sex. For a few days the sex was awesome and constant. I just kept imaging that night as I fucked her like a slut. But very soon it wore off and the reality sunk in. We began to argue over anything little but I knew I was causing arguments as a way around that night. She also seemed different and I felt it was her guilt coming out. But a couple of times during the week Id get images again and fuck her like a slut. Then after I shot my load reality would come back. To get over this I went to see a counsellor alone and confessed everything. He couldn't explain why this turned me on but offered some weak explanations. The truth was I had to confront my wife and discuss what she had done and how it made me blow hot and cold. I didn't want to lose my wife but on one hand I wanted her to be a slut then on the other my loving wife. After nearly six months of counsellor and talking together we discovered that wife sharing together would be a part of our lives. As I said this is a true event that happened seven years ago. We have gone onto bigger and better things with our way of life sexually and make no apologies to anyone. We are now happier than ever. Please feel free to comment but if you only have negative comments then please make them constructive as I will delete any abusive comments. Watching Another's Wife I was laid off from my job on December 16th. It was not totally unexpected as I had known for over a year that the lay-off was coming, but I had been told the effective date would be in mid-March so I was a little stunned when they kicked me out in December. When I took the lay-off it had been my intention to just collect unemployment for a couple of months and catch up on some things that I had let slide around the house, but after two weeks I was going stir crazy. So, on the first Thursday in January I answered an ad in the local paper, was hired on the spot and put to work the same day. The second day on the job I was sent to the front office to sign insurance forms and there was Mona. Mona and her husband George were neighbors. George was a bank vice president and Mona had been selling real estate. I was surprised to see her there because I thought she was still selling real estate. I asked her how long she had been there and she said she had been working there for a little over two months. She told me that selling houses was getting to be too cut-throat, that there were too many agents scrambling around for too few houses and nobody was making any money at real estate anymore. By the end of the second week Mona and I were car-pooling and stopping at a bar after work for a few rounds with some of the other people who worked with us. Mona liked to dance, but nobody else was interested in dancing; all they wanted to do was sit, talk and drink, so Mona usually drug me out on the dance floor with her. On Wednesday of my third week, as I was driving us home, Mona asked me why I hadn't made a pass at her. "I know I turn you on because I can feel your hard cock every time we dance." I was so surprised by what she said that I almost wrecked the truck when I turned to stare at her and took my eyes off the road. I told Mona that she indeed did turn me on, but that I had some rules that I religiously followed: a. She works were I work and sex with co-workers is a no-no. b. She lives just down the street from me and sex with neighbors is a no-no. c. She was a married woman and sex with a married woman, especially a married woman whose husband I know and am on good terms with, is a no-no. She just looked at me and then said: "Bullshit! I want your cock" and she reached over and took hold of it through my pants. While I was busy being flustered Mona was unzipping me and by the time I figured that I'd better find a place to pull over and park Mona had her head in my lap. +++++++ Since that day Mona and I have been fucking every chance we get. The seat of my pick-up truck, the back seat of her car when it was her turn to drive, a couple of times at work when everyone else was gone, five times at her house and twice at mine, and five visits to a motel. Try to imagine, if you can, Mona giving me a blow job under the rear deck of her house during George's birthday party while George walked the deck above us talking to his guests. Another memorable time happened on one of the days when it was her turn to drive and I wasn't ready yet so she came into the house to wait for me. My wife had just gone into the shower and as soon as Mona heard the water running she went right for my zipper. We fucked right on my living room floor. The water stopped running before I could cum so I had to pull out and Mona finished me off by hand on the way to work. I just recently found out the reason for Mona's aggressive behavior. She found out that George was having an affair with his secretary so she decided that after twenty years as a faithful wife it was time for her to have a little fun and I just happened to be in the right place at the right time. If I read Mona right it I figured that it would not be too long before she decided to break off our affair, confront George on the secretary and try to mend the marriage. Unfortunately I was right. +++++++ One day, after a lunch session at the local Motel 6, Mona told me that she wanted me to do her a very big favor. She wanted me to hide in her bedroom closet and watch her fuck George. My initial reaction was short and to the point: "No fucking way! If George found me he would kill me!" Mona assured me that he wouldn't. "I won't let him," she said (some assurance that) "And anyway it doesn't matter because he won't even know you are there." She was going to fuck him, confront him about his secretary and then demand to know if the secretary was better than she was and if not, why was he fucking around on her. She wanted me there for three reasons: 1. If George got violent she wanted someone there to protect her. 2. If he stormed out she wanted me there to pick up where he left off. 3. Knowing that I was there would excite her. My response was still, "No! Not just no, but fuck no!" Mona kept after me every day for the next week and my resolve slowly melted (steady pussy can do that to you). For one thing, the idea of watching her fuck her George while hiding in the closet sounded exciting. For another, I was pretty fond of Mona by then and if there were a chance of her being in danger I would not like to see her hurt. Finally, the thought of thrusting into her hot cum filled pussy gave me a hard dick. I agreed to do it. Mona said she would set it up for Thursday which was two days away. Over lunch we worked out the possible scenarios and what our responses should be: A. He got violent. I would come out of the closet with a cut-off baseball bat and smack him upside his head. Mona would grab some pre-positioned clothes and we would get the hell out of Dodge. B. He would be contrite and beg forgiveness. She would take him downstairs to the kitchen, fix a couple of drinks and they would discuss the situation like adults. That would give me a clear shot to get down the stairs and out of the house without being seen. C. He would say, "So what?" or something similar. She would ask him what he wanted for dinner and they would go downstairs and I would beat feet. D. Well, we didn't think of D so naturally D is what happened, but more on that later. ++++++++ Mona drove on Thursday and on the way home, as we passed my house, I started having severe second thoughts about the deal. Mona hit the garage door opener and we pulled into the garage. Mona got out of the car and she noticed my reluctance to do the same. "Come on baby, don't worry, everything will be all right." Not really reassured I got out of the car and followed her into the house. We went straight upstairs to the bedroom and I sat down on the bed as she undressed. She stood naked in front of me and giggled. "I need to calm you down. Oh gosh, I wonder how I can do that? Oh, I know; stand up baby and let me get you out of those trousers and I'll give you a blow job." She sucked on me for a couple of minutes and then told me we had time for a 'quickie' and she got down on her hands and knees in front of me. By the time I had cum her cunt had sucked all the nervous thoughts out of me. They came back of course. Sitting on the bed and watching her dress after following a shower I again started to have misgivings. That they were not all that strong was probably because watching Mona dress was a major turn on, but still, they nagged at the back of my mind. She started by putting on a garter belt, followed by beige nylons and let me tell you, if you have never watched a woman slowly roll on nylons and then hook them to a garter belt you have missed a very erotic sight. Next she stepped into a pair of red high heeled pumps. She strutted back and forth in front of me, which of course made my already hard cock ache for release. Putting on a red teddy she pirouetted in front of me and asked: "How do I look?" "If he doesn't push you down on the floor and fuck you as soon as he sees you he's dead and of no use to you." She giggled and said, "You say the sweetest things." She walked over to the dresser and got a hankie and brought it over to me. I gave her a questioning glance as she climbed up on the bed. "You have to warm me up for him. If you need to cum pull out and use the hankie." Once again I entered her doggie style and we had only been fucking for about two minutes when we heard the garage door opener start to run. I pulled out of her and headed for the closet. "Wait!" she cried and she hurried over to me and gave me a passionate kiss. "Thank you baby; I really do appreciate this." +++++++ I took my place in the closet and Mona went downstairs. Everything had been okay to that point, but as soon as Mona left the room the bad thoughts came back and the longer she was gone the more sure I became that something bad was going to happen. The panic built in me and I was only seconds from bolting out of the closet and running from the house when I heard them coming up the stairs. Mona came back into the room followed by George who was shedding clothes as he came. Mona helped him out of his trousers and under-shorts and pushed him back on the bed. She knelt over him and took his cock in her mouth and then she looked over at the closet, winked at me, and started sucking on him. Now, I had been on the receiving end of Mona's blow jobs and I knew just how good they were, but while you are getting your cock sucked you have no idea of what it looks like. You never see how the lips roll back when she draws her mouth slowly up the length of the shaft; how they roll under when she goes down. You never see how her nose nestles into your ball sack at the base of your cock and how her toes curl, her tits sway and how her tongue flicks out as she moves it around in her mouth. Watching Mona with her husband I began to understand why there are men who like to watch their wives with other men. After several minutes of sucking she climbed on the bed and positioned herself so George could enter her from behind. While George was fucking her she was looking over at the closet and I knew that she knew my eyes were locked on hers. My cock was aching for release, but I dared not touch it for fear that the movement might draw attention or that I might make some noise that George might hear. I almost lost it when Mona blew me a kiss. She pulled away from George and rolled over on her back and as he followed she spread her legs wide. George moved between them and shoved his cock into her with one big push. All I had now was a view from the back, which was good because now I could beat myself off without any chance of getting caught. I blew a load all over the inside of the door and I made a mental note to tell Mona about the mess I'd left for her to clean up. Soon Mona was making all the noises she makes when she has an orgasm and I figured that George wouldn't be too far behind. Was I ever wrong! George fucked his wife for a good fifteen minutes and brought her to three more orgasms before he shot his wad. He supported himself over Mona while his cock soften and then he rolled over on his side and pulled her to him. "God baby," he said, "You are the greatest. We don't do this often enough." Mona could not have scripted a better opening. "Am I better than Cynthia? Maybe we could do more of this more often if you were home in my bed instead of being in hers." I am not going to go into the entire conversation - it ran on for over twenty minutes - but I will tell you how it ended. "Sweetheart, I'm sorry I hurt you. She means nothing to me. You are the only one I want, the only one I need and the only one I want to spend my life with. I love you and only you. Forgive me." He pulled Mona on top of him and his already hard cock was pushing up into her. With a look at the closet she pushed back on him. +++++++ Remember scenario D? The one we didn't think about? George fucked her for hours. He would fuck her until he came and then Mona would suck him hard and they would go at it again. I wasn't getting any more blown kisses and winks and I was pretty sure that Mona had forgotten all about me. By my watch I was in that closet for four hours and twenty-seven minutes following the "forgive me" speech. Four hours and twenty-seven minutes of fuck, suck, fuck, suck, fuck, sixty-nine and then fuck. George finally quit and rolled over onto his side. He pulled Mona to him and both of them soon fell asleep. I waited another half hour until I heard both of them breathing deeply and then, as quietly as I could manage, I snuck out of the room and out of the house. I'm not going to go into what happened when I walked into my house over six hours late. Let's just say it wasn't pretty.