8 comments/ 137561 views/ 11 favorites Big Mike By: paula and bob My husband, Bob, is very influenced by Mike and keeps telling me how much he dreams of seeing him seduce me. They golf together and we all party together. My name is Paula and I’m twenty-four, medium build and pretty attractive. Bob’s boss Mike is a middle-aged, average man, but he is tough and very strong, with big hands—I love his giant hands. Bob is a slender, nice-looking man, and gentle. Especially when it comes to making love. Some time back, Mike started coming over to the house in the evening. The night it all started I was in the kitchen making a snack when Mike came up behind me and his hands went up under my top to my tits. Damn, his hands were so big and rough. They turned me on. I love men’s hands. I laughed and pushed him away, but he was so strong and he told me that he just wanted to have a little fun. I even wondered whether Bob had put him up to it. Soon Mike’s right hand was at my pussy. Mike kept saying how he loved my pussy. Bob came in and I worried that he’d be jealous, but instead his eyes grew wide and he stood still and watched. After a while Mike let me go and we all went back to the family room. Bob had his arm around my shoulder. He said Mike was just being playful, and anyway it was such a turn-on for him to see. I sat on the couch with a blanket covering me while they talked. Finally Mike got up and sat next to me: The room was dim except for the glare of the TV. Bob sat in his favorite big recliner across the room. Mike put his arms around me and pulled me close to him. Now both his hands were under my top and he had a hand squeezing each tit and pinching each nipple What should I do? I sat there with my arms at my sides. His right hand worked at my pussy and after a bit my pants were at my ankles. Bob was so involved watching, as he was rubbing his crotch. I had opened my legs to allow Mike free access to my pussy. Mike kept saying how much he loved my pussy. I couldn’t believe my juices started flowing. Mike laughed and told Bob he knew now that I was enjoying what he was doing. I just sat still. After a while I could feel that I was going to come and told Mike to go faster. He quickened the pace and soon I was bucking. Mike slid his fingers in and out of my wet pussy. Mike turned me around and placed my hand on his erection. It was big! I never thought he was going to pull it out and have me stroke him off. Instead he told Bob good night and left. Bob was practically ready to explode, and had me spread-eagled on the bed in no time at all, treating me to the best screwing I could remember. Mike came over unannounced about two weeks later. It was the same routine. Mike sat on the couch with me and Bob sat in his chair. The TV was on and it was sort of dark in the room. Mike took his position behind me and I was pulled close to him. His hands were under my top at my bare tits. Mike told me how he had missed my tits and pussy. I didn’t resist him. In fact I helped him. This time I smiled right at Bob as Mike took my pants off and opened my legs so he could do what he wanted. In no time my juices were going. Mike kept asking me if I wanted him to keep his hand going. I pleaded with him to keep it up. He turned me to him and as he did I discovered his cock was hard and was out of his pants. “It’s your turn now,” he said. I started making his cock go with an up and down beat. Damn, he had a fat cock. He kept asking if this was a turn-On for Bob too. Bob told him he’d been fantasizing about watching this for years. Mike loved that. I kept stroking his cock. After a while he pulled me over to him. He wanted me on top. Bob had pulled his cock out by the time I got on top. Mike jammed it home. Boy, he fucked good. He kept saying how much he loved my pussy and how grateful he was to Bob for this outrageous treat. I just enjoyed the fucking and soon Mike shot oft. Bob seemed like a wild man watching his wife getting tucked by his boss. After Mike left, Bob was sex-crazed that I was so sloppy-wet from Mike. As he entered me he kept mumbling about Mike fucking his wife. He was totally delirious. You probably guessed it. Mike came back for more. He took up same position behind me and went at my pussy while Bob watched from the recliner. He turned me toward him and kissed me, plunging his tongue deep into my mouth while his hand were still busy at my pussy. With me on my knees now, he pushed my head into his lap and I knew his hard-on waited there for my mouth. He pushed my head onto his cock and I sucked, knowing Bob was stroking himself across the roam. After a short while Mike pulled me up to impale me with his hot cock. He removed my top and soon I was nude, riding my husband’s boss’s cock, hadn’t realized that Mike had dropped his pants. He kept telling me to fuck and fuck. I did. Bob turned on more lights so he could see better. There I was, taking Mike’s 8-inch cock in me as my husband was watching and jerking off. Soon Mike came, shooting me full of tie sticky stuff. Mike told Bob, “Take a turn, Bob, I told you she’d like your bosses cook.” Mike pulled me close to him and kissed me and I raised my ass so my husband could take me. As my husband fucked me from behind, Mike talked to me, saying nasty things like “We’re going to do lots of fucking things. That young pussy is going to lake lots of cock and come. I love fucking come-soaked~ pussy. The two of us are going to double up on you.” With that my husband started to come started into my pussy. Bob then licked my well-fucked pussy as I sucked Mike. My husband watched as I sucked his boss. Bob suggested that Mike take some digital pictures of me. I was posed in many different ways. They have pictures of me sucking Mike and of him taking me doggy style, and of me nude in lots of positions. I become very excited when I know that my husband is watching me as I take on his boss. Mike comes over on a regular basis now. Bob sits in his favorite chair with his cock in his hand watching Mike turn me on. When the real fucking starts Bob is often on his feet so he can watch his wife taking on the boss from close up. Now I welcome Mike at the door. In fact, Bob insists that I answer the door without my jeans on. He wants my ass nude for the boss, ready to take “boss cock.” We have such variety now in our sex life. Mike will fuck me wherever he wants. Sometimes he takes me over one of the arms of the couch or right on the throw rug ~front of Bob’s recliner. One time when Mike’s wife was out of town he took me over to his house and had me call Bob and tell him what he was doing to me. Bob beat off while I told him of the good fucking Mike was giving me. One time, at a party we were putting on, Mike took me upstairs to a guest room and gave it to me. I was leaning over Mike’s cock, sucking it, when I felt hands on my ass and heard Bob’s voice hotly telling us, ‘Well, would you look at my wife’s beautiful ass! I’m going to enjoy fucking this ass!” My mouth was full of Mike so I couldn’t speak, but Mike told me to hold still because he wanted me to “take on another stud.” Both men started tucking me fast. Bob rubbed my wet cunt and I came and came and cane. Mike kept telling Bob he knew how much he loved come-soaked pussy. Bob groaned and I could feel him get thicker inside me as he fucked. Mike had me move my head up and down real slow and lick and suck his cock as he beat it faster and faster. I knew he’d come soon. My husband pounded at my ass. Mike kept telling me how wonderful I was for taking them both on. He groaned, “Take your boss. Take him on. Give your husband some used pussy. Suck the boss cock off. Take the boss cum. Suck and fuck I did. When Mike left, satisfied. Bob told me how pleased he was that I took them both on. Mike had let Bob know that he would always be back for some more of his wife’s pussy. I hope so. Bob could have what was left, he boasted. I hope you like this. Bob would love it. Please send your comments to the link below. I really want to hear from you all. Big Mistake It had been a little over three months since that week at our cabin. I felt guilty about what I had done but not enough to tell my husband. We had fantastic sex the first week he was back, mostly because I was so aroused from the week with the boys. Twice I screwed him until he orgasmed and then I sucked him hard again, right away. The second time we did it he lasted forever and gave me several wonderful orgasms. But, we both started to get back to normal. We had sex once or twice a week, not every night like the first week my husband was back. I began to daydream about my caddie and the boys and I masturbated a few times while was my husband was at work. It was a release but not as good as sex or being naked in front of people. Sex was great. Being naked in front of people was such a rush. I saw Jack and Bill a few times and talked. I knew from how they looked at me that they could still see me naked. I felt aroused by them and their looks. Every time I ran into them, I went home and masturbated, reliving that week. School started and my husband’s job was busy and I was alone again. I found myself daydreaming of the golf tournaments and being at the cabin, which wasn’t good for me. Especially when Jack came over one day. I invited him inside, a little nervous, hoping that he wouldn’t expect anything from me. “Mrs. Johnson, I have a proposition for you. In two weeks it’s rush week for our fraternity. We usually have a big party on Friday night. I want to ask you to come and be entertainment for the brothers and pledges.” I looked at him with a puzzled expression. “Jack, entertainment? What are you saying?” “This year I am in charge of entertainment and I thought of hiring a stripper. Then I thought of you. You’d be perfect.” “Jack! I can’t strip in front of a bunch of college guys.” “Why not, Mrs. Johnson. You already have.” He smiled at me and I blushed. He was right, but I wasn’t at all comfortable with the entire idea. “Come on Mrs. Johnson. I think you’d love it and I know the guys would too. How about it?” “Jack, I should just say no, but give me a couple of days to think about it.” He was all right with that and I walked him to the door. I closed it after he left and felt the tingles in my body. It would be a hoot. But I still wasn’t sure. I had pushed my envelope quite far already. I didn’t know if I was willing to do this. I soon forgot about it but the next morning I awoke from a vivid dream of stripping in front of a crowd of cheering guys. I even went so far as take out that slinky dress my caddie had me wear when he made me strip for him and his friends. I even danced a little, which wasn’t a good idea since it made me remember, remember how hot I was that night. Not that I was a hot woman, but how hot it made me feel. I thought about this whole thing for hours and finally I had to talk to someone that I could open up to and could trust. I called my friend Marilyn and asked her to come over. I sat in the living room, staring at that damn coffee table, the one he had made me get on, the one with the dildo. My nipples got hard. I was such a bitch! Marilyn finally arrived and I ushered her inside and brought coffee for the two of us. We chatted about boring stuff for a while. I couldn’t bring myself to tell her what Jack had asked of me. When it got to the point of Marilyn telling me she should go I put my hand on hers. “Marilyn, I have to talk to you about something.” “Oh no, you and your husband are not having problems, are you?” Her concern and the feeling in her voice made me feel better about what I was going to say. “No, nothing like that. This is hard for me to say, Marilyn. Bear with me.” She looked at me curiously. I took a deep breath. “Marilyn, some young men that I know have asked me to a fraternity smoker in a couple of weeks.” “All right, Beth, but it doesn’t really make sense to me. Why would you be asked to go to one of those things? And who are they?” I began to feel nervous, but I pressed on. “You can’t say anything about this to anyone, Marilyn. They asked me to come and be the entertainment.” “They what?” “They asked me to come to their rush party and be the entertainment. I want to go and I don’t want to go.” She looked at me closely. “What kind of entertainment?” “They want me to strip at the party.” “They want you to do what? You? Strip?” I blushed. I was feeling stupid and embarrassed. “Why do they want you? I mean, Jesus, Beth, you are middle aged, not that you are not good looking, but Jesus, can’t they hire a stripper?” “Well, ah, they, um, asked me to do it. I mean I wouldn’t get paid” “Oh god, Beth, what is going on? They want you to strip and not pay you. I don’t get it. Why would they think that you…” I was blushing bright red. “Oh Jesus, Beth, they’ve seen you naked already?” My scarlet face must have been like a beacon. Marilyn started to laugh and then she leaned forward. Her eyes were bright. “All right, Beth, you have to tell me. Tell me everything.” Stuttering and stammering, I told her about being at the cabin and waiting for my husband to show up, his getting called out of town, my too large bikinis and my tanning. Then I told her about skinny-dipping and getting caught in the water naked. Then showing my ass to them. Then the tubing incident where I lost my bottoms and my top ripped and my boob bouncing out all the way back to the cabin. And then how they told me my towel wasn’t my towel and how the devil got into me and me giving it to them, then dropping my wrecked top too and letting them see me totally naked, front and back. And then the Frisbee game and how I let them strip me and my playing naked in the water with them. Marilyn’s mouth opened and then opened wider and wider until I was done. My face was burning red and hot. My nipples were erect and almost throbbing. “Good God, Beth, you let them strip you? This isn’t some stupid joke or something, is it? It’s really true, all of it?” I swallowed and nodded yes. Even dressed and only with Marilyn I was getting excited just talking about everything. “Jesus! And you’re thinking about doing it?” “Well, yes, sort of. I mean I am kind of nervous about doing it but it would be such a rush. You know, having a bunch of guys, young guys staring at me and yelling and whistling. But I am not sure if I can go through with it.” “Well, you’ve been naked in front of some young guys already, what would be so hard about this?” “I’ve felt kind of guilty about what I did. I get this knot in my stomach when I think about doing it.” “Do you think you need to see if you’ve got the guts to go through with it?” I blushed and nodded. Marilyn looked at me, then she grinned. “Stay here. I have an idea.” Marilyn got up and walked to the kitchen. It was quiet and then I heard her talking. In a few minutes she was back, smirking at me. “We’ve got 20 minutes, Beth. Take off your clothes.” “What!” “Just do as I say, take off your clothes, all of them. I think you will like this.” I blushed but I did as I was told. I took off my sandals and then my top and shorts. In just a bra and panties I stood looking at Marilyn. “If you don’t tell me what’s going on, I won’t take off the rest.” “Don’t be a baby. Just get those off too. I promise you will like it.” I looked at her suspiciously, wondering what she had done. Then I sighed and took off my bra. My medium sized breasts sagged down slightly and I looked down to see two erect nipples poking away from them. My breasts sag down a little and to the sides and I am not very happy with them. They are not like they were in school. Age does things to a woman. My nipples are very sensitive though and I felt them tingling. I blushed and hooked my thumbs in my underpants, looking at Marilyn once more. My face was very warm and I knew it was red too. Marilyn and I have seen each other naked before, at the gym and at the golf club, but this was different. It was in my home and I was going to be naked and she wasn’t. I pushed my underpants down, baring my bush to her, blushing even more. Then I stepped out of them. My bush is full, but I do trim it. It is a nice little triangle. I trim it for my husband, but I still don’t shave the lips of my pussy. The hair is silky soft, very short and it draws attention to my crotch. It’s like an arrow pointing to my pussy. I looked at her again and she was smirking at me. I suddenly felt really nervous. “Now, Beth, pick up all your clothes and take them upstairs. Then come back down just like you are.” I felt very submissive. I bent over to pick up my clothes and sandals, feeling very embarrassed as my breasts swung together and dangled down. I knew my face was red, it was embarrassing, but I turned and walked up the stairs, very conscious of my ass jiggling as I did. I was thinking what have you gotten yourself into to myself, but the tingling in my nipples was in addition to the tingling in my pussy and I just tossed my clothes on the bed. I took a deep breath and walked back downstairs. Marilyn was looking at me and still smirking. I sat in a chair and crossed my legs to cover up as much as I could. It felt foolish to be sitting naked with her still dressed. I was still wondering what she had gotten up to, but I resolved to see it through. We didn’t talk much, just sat. She was looking at me, but I found it hard to look at her. Time must have flown by because before I knew it the doorbell rang, triggering a jolt of panic. Marilyn stood up and motioned to me. “Get over to the couch and sit down.” I stood up nervously not knowing what to expect. She waited until my naked body was on the couch and then smirking again, she walked to the door. I was in plain sight of the door. Marilyn opened it and smiled. “Come on in.” My heart plummeted to my stomach and I crossed an arm over my breasts, feeling my breath come faster. My eyes were drawn to the door as a pizza deliveryman entered my living room. “Just set it on the coffee table.” My face felt as though it was on fire as I watched the man walk in. He stopped, staring at me, then smiled and walked to the coffee table. He set the pizza on it, not moving his eyes from me. Marilyn walked up next to him, with a big grin on her face. I was in shock. “How much is it?” “Fifteen ninety-five.” He still hadn’t taken his eyes off me. “Damn, I only have ten. Beth would you get the rest of the money for me. I’ll pay you back tomorrow.” The absolute bitch! Blushing scarlet, I carefully uncrossed my legs and found out that I was going to need both hands to stand up. I put one hand on the arm of the couch and the other on the seat, baring my breasts to him. My nipples were so erect they hurt! I pushed up and felt my face getting hotter as my bush came into sight. I could almost feel my lips puffing up as his eyes went down from my breasts to my pussy. Gritting my teeth and vowing to get even with her I walked to the kitchen where my purse was. I could feel his eyes burning holes in my ass as I walked away from the couch. I felt it jiggle and sway and felt so embarrassed. When I got into the kitchen, I rested my head on the wall, shivering. God I was humiliated and aroused! I took a quick squeeze of my breasts and then my pussy, which was already damp. I moaned and then got my purse. As I walked back in, I watched him staring at my naked front, my nipples, my swaying breasts, and my triangle. The short hair barely covering my pussy seemed too little as his eyes slid down to stare openly at it. Marilyn was seated on the couch trying to keep from laughing because of the look on my face. I was trying to keep from turning and running back to the kitchen. Stupidly, rather than sitting down, I set my purse on the coffee table and bent to dig through it for my money. He stepped back a bit and at first I didn’t understand until he whistled. Then I got redder as I realized he was seeing my pussy peeking from between my legs. I stupidly rooted through my purse, letting him look his fill. Shit! I only had five dollars. I stood up, blushing hard. “I’ve only got a five.” “Ma’am, that will be fine, just fine.” I handed it to him, flushing. He took the five, looked me up and down again. “Thanks for your business, ladies. This has been a real treat.” Then Marilyn piped up. “Walk him to the door Beth. You can hold it for him.” And I did. I walked with him to the door, knowing he was watching my breasts jiggle and bounce with each step. I stepped to the side and opened the door, stepping back so I wasn’t in plain sight of the street. I waited as he took another long look, then stepped outside. As I closed the door, I heard him laughing and saw him shake his head. “Marilyn, you bitch!” I turned and stalked naked toward her. She looked at me and then broke out laughing. I was angry but her laughter made me start and we both started laughing out loud, so much that tears ran down my cheeks. “I bet that was the best delivery he’s had in ages!” “Marilyn, you are a bitch!” Then we both broke out laughing again. I went and got two bottles of beer and we sat on the couch, drinking and eating the pizza. I still felt flushed from my exposure and a little uncomfortable being naked. When we had finished eating, Marilyn looked me up and down. “I guess we can say that you have the guts to do it, Beth. Now you just have to decide if you want to strip for a fraternity.” “Where was that guy from, what pizza place?” “Nervous?” “I don’t want it to be one that we use, Marilyn. Please tell me it is one from not around here.” “It isn’t really local, Beth, but you could run into him in the future.” “Shit, Marilyn. Why wouldn’t you say anything?” “Just to see the look on your face and how you reacted. I think this could be a lot of fun, Beth, if you just cooperate with me.” “What do you mean?” “Well, perhaps I could think of some other situations to put you in. You really get excited by this don’t you?” “A little.” “Do you like showing yourself off?” “Not really, but it’s the embarrassment or the humiliation that turns me on, I think. I have never done anything like this without blushing and my face feeling on fire. I feel very uncomfortable usually when someone is looking at me down there.” “You mean looking at your pussy?” “Well, ah, yes.” “Beth, is your sex life good? I don’t mean to embarrass you any more, but..” “Yes, although we don’t have it as much as we used to. I’m not walking around frustrated or anything.” “Well at least we know you aren’t in it to get screwed.” Marilyn laughed again. I’ll have to think about this some. Maybe I can come up with a few things to keep you happy, Beth.” With that she excused herself and got up. Smirking again, she took my hand, dragged me to door and opened it, leaving me naked in full sight of the street. Then she kissed my cheek and left. I shut the door hurriedly, not wanting the neighbors to see me naked. I walked slowly to the couch and sat down, trembling, thinking of what I had just done. I flushed again and giggled. Maybe I was an exhibitionist. What would my husband say if he ever found out? I sat and daydreamed, still naked, when the phone rang. It was my husband, my loving husband, calling to tell me he would be late for dinner. I asked when he thought he would be home and he told me around seven. I was feeling pretty wound up and devilishly thought of how to get something for me. I went and found an apron that only covered me from the waist down. I laid it on the counter and looked through the fridge to find something for dinner. I made a salad and took out some steaks and garlic bread. I got our ice bucket and filled it and put a bottle of good wine in it to cool. Around ten to seven I turned the oven broiler on and put the steaks on the broiling pan and the garlic bread on a cookie sheet. Then, smiling to myself, I put on the apron, leaving me with bare breasts from the front and a naked ass from the back. I opened the wine and stuck it back in ice bucket and then walked to the front door. I was thinking of what my husband would say when he saw me, smiling to myself. I heard the car pull up and a door slam. I waited until I heard steps and as I heard the doorknob begin to twist, I opened the door. “Hi honey.” Then I shrieked and covered my breasts. There were two men and a woman standing behind my husband. My face immediately turned scarlet and I was going to turn around, until I remembered the view from the back. “W-w-what is going on?” My husband had a shocked expression on his face, but no more than the others who had just seen my breasts. “Beth, I tried to call you but I couldn’t get through, this is John, Steve and Mary from one of our clients. What are you doing for god’s sake?” I backed up from the door trembling and my husband and the others walked inside, closing the door. I was so embarrassed, standing with my arms crossed over my breasts and just an apron on. I looked at his clients and all three were grinning at me. “I-I-I just w-w-wanted to surprise you.” “Well, you sure did. Why don’t you, ah, get something on, Beth.” Without thinking, I turned and dashed through the living room and up the stairs, showing them my ass, jiggling and bouncing as I ran. Jesus! I glanced back and all four of them were watching me! Fuck! As soon as I was in our bedroom I had to sit down I was shaking so hard. After a few minutes, I got up and found a sundress. Then I got a pair of full underpants and some sandals. With the cut of the sundress, I couldn’t really wear a bra. I dressed quickly and then took a deep breath. Then I walked out and down the stairs. I was still blushing. I walked up to them, the clients. “I have to apologize, I wasn’t expecting company.” “Obviously.” They broke out laughing, even my husband. I shook all their hands, feeling my breasts jiggle as I did. My nipples hadn’t gone down at all, if anything they were harder and tingling. “I don’t have much for dinner. I guess I could make hamburgers or something.” “Let’s order in. There’s a good Chinese place that delivers.” My face got hotter as I remembered the pizza. Well at least my husband wasn’t going to ask to me to strip for the delivery. I got the menu from the fridge and took orders from every one. Then I went back into the kitchen to call it in. I then found out why I got caught. The phone hadn’t been hung up right so it didn’t ring. My husband came in as I was finished the order. He came up behind me and pressed against me. I could feel his erection against my ass. When I hung up, he turned me and cupped a breast. “No bra, huh.” His thumb rubbed over my nipple, making little jolts shoot through my body. I looked at him, smiling. Then I dropped to my knees and unzipped his pants. “Beth..” “Shhh” I reached inside his pants and fished out his erection. I looked up at him, smiled and kissed the tip. Then I opened my mouth and sucked him for just a few seconds. “That’s so you’ll remember me later.” I stood up and squeezed his erection. “I don’t think I could ever forget you, Beth.” We both smiled, then he kissed me and playfully swatted my ass “We have company, slut. Get out there and be charming.” “Yes Sir.” We went back into the living room and I was as charming as I could be after what had happened. No, I didn’t strip for the Chinese delivery; no I didn’t strip so they could see me again. It was a reasonably nice evening, although I caught looks from each one of the clients that made me blush. When it was time for them to go I shook their hands again. “Very nice meeting you and forgive me, please.” “It was nice to meet you too, Beth, very nice.” That made my face heat. My husband walked them out and I was clearing the table when he came back in. He walked up behind me, pinning me against the table. Up went my dress and my underpants were pulled down. I kicked until one foot was free. With my underpants dangling from one ankle, my husband pushed me over the table and fucked me. Usually we make love. This was fucking. He pulled the top of my dress down so my breasts spilled out and squeezed them as he fucked me. I was hot and wet, but I didn’t orgasm before he came inside me. Big Mistake I'm Portuguese and this is my first english story. If you find any errors please forgive me. Any comments will be welcome. * It's now all over. Now that I think of it, I realize that it was all my fault. I started it, I feed it, I played with fire and I was whom got burned. I don't think I'm worst than I was a few weeks back, but I'm a lot worse than I was a year ago. It all started a few months ago, my wife was to go to a rock concert, a concert I didn't want to go, and I decided it was the perfect opportunity to test her fidelity. I don't know why I wanted to test it. I didn't even had any reason to be suspicious, but I think it's a guys thing to know that she has been tested and she passed. I planned it all really well, maybe a little too well. I knew her, I knew her tastes, I knew what would be the ultimate test and the correct approach. I knew her too well, so it didn't took long to establish what would be needed. After a search on the net I found what I was looking for. I was even surprised that was not that uncommon a husband did what I was doing. I know it's awful, well I know it now, but it's much more common than one could think of. Another mistake was not to tell anyone. Someone who could have warned me of the consequences, someone who could have stopped, make me realize it was wrong, it was stupid. But I was in for myself so no warning, working without a net. So I set up the cards. I contracted a man on the net used to this kind of job. He was little taller than me, he had large shoulders looking like a very strong man, without having too much muscle. He had curly long hair, to the shoulders, the kind of a grunge singer, but with a tern smile. I know this is the kind of man she liked, not that she have married one, I was short haired, Skinny and I looked like I didn't had shoulders, but I got her. Something he had like me was sense of humour, a quality she appreciates a lot. With this I was approaching two bases, a man with the physical qualities she wished I have and the mental qualities she liked in me. So the approach was simple, me with a different body. She was to meet a friend at door 4 of the precinct, so I gave him a picture of her and told to wait until she got there. She always arrives earlier and so he could make eye contact with her before she had company. Than he was to back of, not to scare her. Than when they were getting in he should follow them at distance not to loose track and wait until the hormones started to do their job inside her with the excitation of the music. Than he was to approach her and stand staring waiting for her to stair back. This was what I had for granted. Than was the tricky part. He was to come closer and make conversation, see where it would lead. From here he was to use his experience, and improvise, take her as far as he could. I had rented a series of devices to be on the scene from the beginning. I rented some very expensive microphones that he was wearing so I could listen to what was said, I had rented two rooms at a pension. One so he could take her if it got to it. This room was all wired up. It had mics all over the place so I could ear even the whispering if needed. I also installed cameras, one at each corner, one at the top, hidden in the lamp and one in the bathroom. In my room I had a complete set of devices that make able to see everything that happened and record it to later use if needed. I was feeling like in a soopks movie. I was the head of the operation and the guy was my field operation, my James Bond. I live a good life, earning good money, but I wouldn't have money to buy 10% of this all stuff. Even renting it was very expensive. Thinking now, with all that money, I could have taken her on a cruise, in a second honeymoon. It would probably have been better spent. The big day arrived, it was a Friday and we both left our jobs early. The concert was only at 10pm but she was supposed to meet the other girl at 8pm. When I arrived she was already dressing. She was wearing some old jeans and a white t-shirt that tanned her body, looking awesome. Usually she didn't wear make up, but she was putting eyeliner and eye brush. I could sense she was excited and, maybe, because of that she didn't realize how excited I was to. As she was ready to go she grabbed her leather jacket and gave a deep kiss, one to remind me how much she loved me. She looked like a teenager going to her first concert, and think she felt like one to. After she left, I waited nearly 2 hours to leave. I knew nothing would happen in between so I tried to occupy myself not to get crazy waiting. I checked the e-mail, I played minesweeper, I did lots of stuff but time refused to pass. Then I left and headed to the pension. When I got there I started to turn on all the equipment. I could really see all around the next room and I was sure I would hear everything, if anything was to happen. I turned on the header set and I started to listen to the music of the concert. It was very loud, but I could listen clearly to the voices of people around the guy. It took a while before I heard something from the guy, and it was only a complaint about someone who had stepped on him. But it served as a test to the system, I could hear everything loud and clear. The first time I know he spoke to her, he told her something like "feeling happy, hã?" I recognized her voice in the answer, but I didn't understand what she said. Some time followed with some flirting from his side and some laughs from her. The concert was coming to the end and he asked the dirty question, if they would like to go for some drinks after. I didn't understand the answers, but I realized by the talking that they accepted, but were to choose the bar, since he didn't know anything around. After the concert, on the way to the bar, the flirting continued, and I could tell she was enjoying. Up to this point everything was going according to the plans. He had made contact, he had managed to take her to a bar, this sound promising. Most people must be thinking, why on earth was I happy with my girl falling for this guy? I wasn't happy, I was excited. I wanted to know how far this would go, how far would she let it go. Until then nothing had really happened. The conversation was now focused on them both, and Gina, her girl friend, was getting bored. At some time later the bar was closing, and he made the next move, he invited her to continue the conversation in his pension room. Gina wanted to go home, my wife didn't, but she didn't want to go with him alone. She made now very clear that she was married and she loved me and she didn't want to do anything stupid tonight. He was very cleaver, telling her that if she went there it was only to continue the conversation. She fell for it and accepted. So they put Gina on a cab and walked to the room. On the way the flirting was now more intense without Gina's presence and I was afraid he was getting it to lose. But to my surprise she was enjoying it all with good spirits. Of course all the flirting was not obvious, it wasn't obscene in any way, just some fancy words and some jokes about her looking and all that silly stuff. But he was getting her to let loose and that could be dangerous for her. When they arrived at the room I started to saw everything that happened, so I was more aware of her feelings knowing her faces as I do. The talking continued, but started going to the direction of her, her and me and some intimate/private talking about pleasure and the ability to give and take pleasure. I could sense in her voice and could see in her face that she was getting very loose with this guy. He was managing her in the direction he wanted without letting her understand where she was going. She now talked like she knew this guy all her life, he managed to make her trust him almost her soul. I was starting to get anxious. I wasn't liking the way things were going and was starting to have second thoughts about all of it. But it was impossible to go there and interrupt everything. If she understood what I had done she would never talk to me again. So I waited and watched silently and relentlessly. At some point she must have understood where everything was going and she got up and started saying she had to leave before anything stupid happened. I got proud of her in that moment. It was like a dream come true. He then gave her a last call and she said "maybe next time!", and went for the door. He responded "you know there's not going to be a next time. And you will regret it!" She continued and opened the door, but then stopped. I was already up and ready to go to him, pay him and leave quickly to wait for her at home, but when she stopped, I realized the mistake I had done. She closed the door and headed back. She left the jacket on the chair and thought for a while. He said nothing, she said nothing. Then she lifted her head and said: - I don't know how long I will regret this, but I know that if I don't do it I will regret it for the rest of my life! He just nodded, without saying a word. She continued: - There are some rules. First, nothing ever happened, we came here we talked I left, end of story. - He nodded - Second, you don't know me, I don't know you, so, no calls, no meetings. Tonight and never again, ok? - He nodded again. - Last, this is my first time and only time, so, make it worth. He smiled and joked: - What a pressure you put on me! - You have everything I want in a guy before I met him. The looks, the mind, so, I don't want to meet you. Just sex and nothing else. - Thank you. You are very beautiful also. But you have to be more specific about your fantasies or I won't be worth of tonight. - You have to understand that I love my husband. But there are lots of things I would like to try and I'm ashamed of asking him. I know it's silly but I love him and I'm afraid he gets to think of me as some cheap woman. - You shouldn't be ashamed. I will see that you try a lot of things tonight, but tell me if I get too far. - I don't think tonight anything can be too far, as much as this already is. Well I don't know how expectable this could be, I don't even know what I expected, except that I expected her not to come to this point. But even so I have rented the room, and wired it, so I must have been expecting something, I just couldn't know what. My mouth was open even, she had just asked him to fuck her in every way he knew so she could try new things. What the hell was that? Yes I was starting to think she was a cheap woman. They came close and he putted a hand in her neck pulling her to him to a kiss. It was a passionate kiss, not of love but of lust. He grabbed her ass with the other hand pulling her on his cock witch I bet was hard as rock. - So, anything is on tonight? - he asked. - Anything, as long as I get pleasure. - I will give you a night of pleasure you will never forget. - I hope so. He turned her around and placed his hands on her boobs. He squeezed gently saying "nice" and smiling. His hands fell to her hips pulling her to him and making her bend obscenely and whispering in her ears "do you want to take me from behind?", than starting do drop down her jeans to her knees and followed by her panties. She was on a difficult balance and grabbed the end of the bed not to fall. He took is hard prick from his trousers and started trying to get in. He didn't have it bigger than me, not even thicker, so I thought that was not point for him at last. She helped him got in, and he started pounding her like there's no tomorrow. By her face I could see she was loving it, although she wasn't moaning nor anything. In this position she was very thigh so the pleasure was great, but she couldn't relax or she would fell down. One thing about her is that she likes to come quick, so most times I give her one quick pounding in the beginning so she has a small orgasm an then I start again and we make love like we have just started. Here she wasn't available to have this small orgasm, although she fight for it, so I could see she was starting to loose some of the control she always presents when she has sex. She was starting to moan and her balance was starting to be tricky. He understood that and started slowing down and finally withdrew from her. She couldn't even walk, he practically carried her to the bed. The smile on her face was something I will never forget. I think I even have nightmares with it. She looked like a child that was getting to play with her new favourite toy. I could tell it was a very big fantasy of her coming true. And stupidly I was the one who made it available for her, and the one who was suffering from it. But the most curious thing was that I, besides being suffering, was excited with it all. Not completely excited sexually. Although I had an enormous hard on, I was excited with the development of it. Like we are when we are seeing a movie and want badly to see what will happen next. He laid her down on the bed and started taking off her shoes, than her jeans followed by her panties. During this he kept liking her ass chicks and legs. He kneeled down between her legs and started liking her. She was already expecting it so she facilitated the job. She was so excited, she instantly started to moan, and he lifted his head and smiled at her, who smiled back. That smile was another of my nightmares smiles, it was like they knew each other forever and didn't need to say nothing. He kept licking her pussy lips, inserting his tongue in her pussy and licking her clitoris circles while his forefinger was coming and going inside her. I could see he was working her slowly to giant orgasm and her face showed it wasn't long to come. When she was already moaning loudly he suddenly moved his finger from her pussy to her ass. This was something she wasn't expecting and she jumped, but he grabbed her without even stopping licking her. I could now see his finger moving in and out of her until now virgin ass, and she was getting comfortable with it and enjoying and again started to moan loudly. Her need to come was now very big, her eyes were opening and closing, she looked at the ceiling and at him, and I knew then she was lost. Then she started coming. This not a regular big orgasm, this was her biggest orgasm ever. She lifted her hips, moaned like almost screaming and started convulsing. He didn't even stop. He kept licking until she made him stop, so she could handle no more. He got up and inserted his cock in her. She protested that he didn't let her rest, he responded saying no rest until he said so. Again he started pounding her very heavily. Her pussy was now very sensitive, so she build up on an orgasm very quickly, but he withdrew before she came. - Ever tasted your juices? - he asked. - No. - Want to? - I don't know. - Try it. - he grabbed it and presented it to her lips. She opened slowly and licked the tip of the head, tasted it and then opened again to lick more and taste more. She started sucking on him slowly and he closed his eyes in pleasure. - So, liked it? - I've tasted worst things. - What about cum? - No. - No, never tried, or no, never want to? - Tonight anything is on! My chin almost fell from my face. She never even took me closer to coming let alone coming it self. It was almost a scene every time I asked her for a little sucking. It had to be in special occasions, she had to be very excited and I always had to make her come licking after. Now she was almost offering her self to let this guy come in her mouth and god knows at else. She was now sucking deeply and the guy was enjoying it deeply too. How did I let this guy fuck my wife? This was a question I kept putting to myself. Although I had to recognize the guy was really good at what he did. He managed to do everything he thought I wanted, or wanted to test. He was now near the end and he told her that. She kept sucking preparing herself for the unload. He grabbed her head and pushed in a little too much so she gagged. When I thought that would finish the BJ she laughs at it and restarted. When he started coming she tried to swallow, but it was too much and she gagged again and cum started falling down her chin to her breasts. Tears appeared on her eyes from the gagging and her make up completely destroyed it self. She now looked like a porn star at a gag movie. But amazingly she had a happy face, she looked realized. The guy wasn't satisfied yet, and started licking her pussy and ass. His tongue was getting in her pussy and then in her ass and pussy again and so on. As she continued to be very excited, and her pussy was very sensitive from the previous orgasms, she quickly started building up on her pleasure and started moaning accordingly. When he thought she was ready he got up and turned her around on her arms and knees, and started fucking her madly doggie style. She was no longer moaning, she was now screaming. He kept fucking her while his thumb was getting in and out of her ass. At a certain point she lost it and started screaming "fuck me, fuck me". And he did it, she kept coming and he continued fucking her with his cock and his finger until she came again and finally he withdrew and started coming on her ass cheeks and pulling the cum in her ass with his finger. After stopping they fell in the bad and looked completely overwhelmed. They stayed like that for a while until she got up and went to the bathroom shower. She showered and grabbed her things and just before she left she said "I guess will not forget this night, ever!" he smiled and then she opened the door and left. I was completely amazed with all that, I even jerked off and came in the floor. I went to pay the guy and told me he was very sorry for me, and that this had been the job more fantastic he had ever done. I believed him. I ran home and managed to be in bed when she walked in. I pretended I was a sleep and she tried not to make a lot of noise. I could sense, since I couldn't sleep, that she wasn't available to catch sleep either. Next morning I asked her how concert had been, and she told me it had been great and that they had gone to a bar after and met a Chicago guy who liked the same music as they did and so on. I was amazed she had the indecency to tell me those things. I asked at what time she had arrived and she told me the truth, so I confronted her with the fact that the bar closed very early and she said they had been to the hotel where he was staying and talk a lot. I asked in a funny way if they had fucked him, she joked they wanted to but didn't. For her it looked like everything was ok. I tried to look ok too, and I think I managed to succeed. But the problems were yet to arrive. From that night on she always found an excuse not to had sex with me. I tried my best to make her free to talk what had happened, but she always escaped with another excuse saying everything was ok. One night, tired of not being able to reach inside her, I told her I knew everything about what happened in the concert night. She didn't even try to deny. She looked miserable and couldn't even cry. She told me she was going to leave me because she had made a big mistake and should pay for it. I then told her that it had been all programmed by me and I had contracted the guy and I had watched it all. She then started crying and said she didn't want to see me again and would contact a lawyer to contact me with the divorce papers. I tried my best to convince her to stay but I am now a single guy again. I had the best love of my life in my hand and threw it away. I also know she is now in shit trying to understand what had happened to her. I love her deeply and I know she loves me too, but I also know I will never have her again. Big Mistake I orgasmed later, in bed, twice as a matter of fact. The next morning I put on a robe and walked downstairs to see one sandal on the stairs, one at the bottom of the stairs, my sundress lying on the living room floor and my underpants half in and half out of the kitchen. I giggled. I still had to clean the table and the Chinese had to be thrown out. But, it had been a wonderful night!