16 comments/ 71542 views/ 28 favorites Donna's Special Date By: wildwillie69 This is a true story of the sexual awakening of a married, middle-aged woman. It's also a story about fulfilling her husband's life long fantasy. My name is Bill and I'm 56 years old. I'm a retired corporate executive. Donna, my wife, is 49 years old and is a home maker. We have been married for over 25 years. My wife and I live comfortably in an upscale west coast community. We have two grown daughters that live in neighboring states. Fortunately, through good investing, real estate holdings, and a rather large inheritance from my parents, I was able to comfortably retire at an early age. My wife, I must admit, remains very attractive after all these years. At 5' 8" and 135 pounds, she still turns heads wherever we go. She is a wonderful mother and, due to my travel as a corporate executive, essentially raised our two daughters on her own. I love her very much and consider her a friend and partner. Besides her overall beauty, her best physical attribute are her breasts. They are a full "C" cup and remain firm to this day. Her nipples are as large as a pencil eraser and are very sensitive. When aroused, they grow considerably larger. Despite my constant compliments, she considers her nipples unattractive and tries to cover them at all costs. Donna has never been adventurous when it comes to sex. Although she is an active participant and will usually orgasm during our love making sessions, she has always been reluctant to try anything new or different. During our early years of marriage Donna would occasionally agree to engage in oral sex or try different sexual positions. However, I was always the instigator. I thought Donna went along with my requests because she felt as if it were her duty and not because she was interested in trying something new. This made me feel extremely guilty because I felt as if I was taking advantage of her for my own selfish purposes. My self-imposed guilt continued to grow to the point where I stopped suggesting that we try anything new or different. As a result, I consider our sex life routine and unfulfilling. I've always had the fantasy of watching my wife have sex with another man. In our early years of marriage I often told Donna of my fantasy. Whenever I brought up the subject Donna would usually respond with "I just want you and no one else". After continually rejecting my repeated requests, one night she told me to stop asking her to do something she would never consider and to never mention it to her again. After that night I made a promise to myself to never again raise the subject to her. Although I've kept my promise, it still remains a secret fantasy of mine. The house directly across the street had been vacant for several months. The house was in total disrepair with waist-high weeds in the front yard. Apparently, the couple that owned the home got caught in the mortgage crunch and decided to walk away. According to the neighborhood gossip, the house was in the process of foreclosure. One day while puttering around in the front yard I saw a man moving boxes in the garage of the vacated home. Thinking it might be an intruder, I walked over and asked him what he was doing. The stranger extended his hand and said, "Hi, I'm Steve your new neighbor". I shook his hand and introduced myself. Steve, a tall and handsome man in his early forties, explained that he had recently purchased the home at auction. He said that for the last few years he made a nice living by "flipping" houses. He would buy run down homes, fix them up, and sell them for a profit. Steve explained that he was previously a general contractor but found he could make more money flipping houses without the headaches of running a business. Steve told me that with the mortgage crisis, flipping houses wasn't any longer lucrative. Steve said this was going to be his last house to turn over. He had been saving his money in order to move to Alaska. He had purchased several acres of land outside of Juneau and was preparing to build his dream house. Steve told me that due to bidding pressure, he paid more than expected for this house. He was confident, however, that he could make a nice profit when he was done with the work. Steve estimated that with 4 months of hard work, the house would be ready to sell and he would be able to move to Alaska. I wished Steve the best and told him to come over if he needed any help. Steve was transforming the dilapidated house into a showplace. All of the neighbors were in awe of Steve's work. One day the doorbell rang and there stood Steve. He asked if I could help him with some kitchen cabinets. I told him I would be happy to assist and we went over to his house. It was a very hot day and Steve had his shirt off. You could see from his chiseled chest, bulging biceps and flat stomach that Steve was in great physical shape. After we were done with the cabinets, I asked Steve to come over to my house for a beer. Steve began rummaging through a pile of clothes on the floor and said, "Sure, just let me find a shirt." Steve put on a wrinkled old work shirt but left it unbuttoned. As we entered the house I yelled to Donna that we had company. Donna had briefly met Steve before but never really talked to him. Donna and Steve exchanged pleasantries and I went to the kitchen to grab a couple of brews. When I returned, Donna and Steve were talking like old friends. Steve was explaining what he had done to the house and how he was excited about finally relocating to Alaska. I noticed while they were talking that Donna was admiring Steve's body. Steve finished his beer, thanked us, and said he needed to get back to work. Donna walked Steve to the door and told him to drop by if he wanted some company. Donna casually mentioned to me that Steve seemed very nice and that she found him to be extremely handsome. Donna commented that Steve had "movie star looks". She asked if Steve had a wife or girlfriend. I said I didn't think so since he was the only one living at the house. Donna and I would occasionally see Steve during our comings or goings. We would always wave to each other but that was the extent of our friendship. One warm afternoon I was attempting to repair a leaking lawn sprinkler. Although the leak was originally very small, as I attempted to tighten the sprinkler head, water began gushing everywhere. Fortunately for me Steve had observed my dilemma from across the street, rushed over and shut off the main water valve. After telling me to go change into dry clothes, Steve proceeded to repair the leak. In no time everything was back to normal. I thanked Steve profusely and offered to pay him for his help. He refused and told me that good neighbors help each other in times of need. I told him the least we could do was have him over for a home cooked meal. Steve thought it over for a few seconds and then said, "Bill, that sounds like a great offer. I haven't had a home cooked meal in ages. What time do you want me to come over?" I said I'd check with Donna, but unless he heard otherwise, he should plan on arriving by 7:00. I went into the house and asked Donna if it would be OK for Steve to have dinner with us as repayment for his help with the sprinkler problem. Donna said that sounded like fun. She had planned on having me grill steaks for dinner and said she'd simply take another steak from the freezer for Steve. I told her Steve would be over at 7:00. Donna was showering while I was preparing the grill and mixing a batch of margaritas. At exactly 7:00 the doorbell rang. I opened the door and there stood Steve with a bottle of wine. "Here's a small gift for the host." Steve said as he handed me the wine. I thanked him and poured us a round of drinks. As we were engaging in small talk I mentioned to Steve how this was the first time I'd seen him without his work clothes and his sweat-stained baseball cap. He responded that he usually works from dawn until well into the evening and rarely goes out. He said after work he usually just has a bowl of cereal before going to bed. Steve said he was looking forward to a real dinner. Just as I was pouring our second round of margaritas, I heard Donna say, "Hey, what about me? You guys got an early start". Steve and I turned and saw Donna coming down the hallway. She was wearing a low-cut strapless sun dress that really accented her tan and beautiful breasts. Since I could see the faint outline of her nipples through her dress, it was apparent she wasn't wearing a bra. Donna went over to Steve, gave him a hug, and thanked him for repairing the sprinkler. She also told him how handsome he looked. Steve blushed at her comments but managed to tell Donna that she looked beautiful in her dress and that I was a lucky man to have such a gorgeous wife. I could see that Donna enjoyed the compliments as her nipples were becoming more visible through the fabric of her dress. I poured another round of drinks and told Steve and Donna that I would start grilling the steaks. Steve asked if I need any help. I said, "No, just relax and visit with Donna." I returned with the steaks and we proceeded to have quite a feast. We finished the wine that Steve had brought and also finished a second bottle. We were having a great time. After dinner we went into the living room. Donna made a fresh pot of coffee and we continued our conversation. Donna finally asked Steve, "How come a handsome guy doesn't have a girlfriend?" Steve replied, "I really don't have much time for women right now, but I must admit I miss the intimacy." "I'm sure there are hundreds of women that would love to share your bed. I know if I was single I'd be after you." Donna giggled. Steve blushed again and said, "I'll take that as a compliment coming from a beautiful woman." Everyone laughed, but from the flush in Donna's face and the appearance of her nipples, which were now prominently displayed through her dress, something was causing Donna to become aroused. I wasn't sure if it was Steve or the alcohol causing the arousal. Around 11:00 o'clock Steve said he should be heading home since he had another full day of work ahead of him. Steve thanked both of us for providing a great evening. At the front door Steve shook my hand and thanked me again. He then turned to Donna and also thanked her. Donna gave him a long hug and told him that he should come by more often. Although it might have been my imagination, I thought Donna was rubbing her breasts against Steve as they hugged. I told Donna to leave the clean-up until morning since it had been a long day. She agreed and suggested we turn in. I told her that I wanted to catch the weather report and would be up in a few minutes. As I climbed into bed, Donna snuggled up against me. As I turned to face her, I realized she was naked. She immediately reached for my cock and began stroking it. I said, "What's gotten into you?" She didn't respond but began grinding her pelvis into my thigh. I began to play with her breasts. Her nipples were rock-hard. I couldn't resist and began suck and lick them. She began to moan softly which is always a telltale sign that she's aroused. While still sucking her nipples, I let my hand slip down to her crotch. I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy. She was sopping wet as I slid my finger deep into her pussy. Donna began to hump my hand rapidly. Within seconds she began to spasm uncontrollably as a huge orgasm passed through her body. After her orgasm had subsided, she grabbed my cock and guided it into her drenched pussy. When I entered her, I imagined it was Steve that was screwing my wife. It only took a few strokes before I emptied my load inside her. We both fell into a deep sleep. The next morning, I awoke to the smell of fresh brewed coffee. Donna must have sensed that I was awake and brought me a cup of the strong black coffee. As she entered the room Donna said, "Wake-up sleepy head. It's a beautiful day." Donna suggested we have our coffee on the patio. We silently sat and sipped our coffee as we both enjoyed the coolness of the morning and the fresh air. Donna finally broke the silence. "That was fun last night. Steve's a really nice man." I said, "Yes, he's really a nice guy and very handsome. Don't you think so?" Donna chuckled, "Well, I'd never kick him out of bed." I reminded Donna that she seemed extremely aroused last night. I asked her, "Did Steve have anything to do with your excitement last night?" Donna got up and said she needed some more coffee. I asked her if she was going to answer my question. She smiled and quickly disappeared into the kitchen. Over the following weeks, I made no further mention of Steve to Donna. Steve continued to work his magic on the house. I saw Steve one day and asked how the house was coming along. He said, "Come on over and see for yourself." Steve gave me a guided tour of the house. He had really done an amazing job. The house looked brand new. I asked Steve how long before it was ready to be put on the market. Steve said about 3 more weeks and it should be ready to show. Steve had been working with a local realtor that had a client who was looking for a house in the neighborhood. Steve said with some luck that he would sell the house before having to list it. I told Donna about the tour of the house and the potential quick sale. Donna appeared to be disappointed that Steve would be moving in just a few weeks. Donna asked, "Do you think we can have Steve over before he leaves?" I said, "Of course. That's the least we could do for him." It had been several days since Donna and I had sex. Over the course of those days, the idea of Donna having sex with Steve became an ongoing fantasy. That night in bed, I put my arms around Donna and kissed her softly on the cheek. I slowly began to massage her breasts. She didn't appear to respond so I began to touch her pussy. There was still no response from her. I decided to try something else. "Do you find Steve attractive?" I inquired. Donna thought for a few seconds and finally responded, "Yes, he's handsome, sexy, and has a great body. Why do you ask?" I answered, "I was just wondering. I thought I noticed you checking out his body when he came to dinner. Do you ever fantasize about having sex with Steve?" She didn't respond but from the wetness developing in her pussy, I knew the answer. "I bet Steve's a great lover and really knows how to satisfy a woman. Steve told me that he hasn't been with a woman in over a year. I bet he's really horny." I lied. As I continued to work on her pussy, I could tell by her slow methodical hip movements that Donna was becoming aroused. I stopped playing with her pussy and turned my attention to her breasts. As I began to lick her nipples I said, "I bet Steve's never seen breasts and nipples as attractive as yours." Donna didn't say anything but let out a soft moan. I knew she was fantasying about Steve. I stopped licking her nipples and said, "Do you think Steve has a big dick?" Again, she didn't reply but immediately began stroking my cock. I knew I had her on the edge so I kept up the dialogue to see what would happen. "Would you like to make love to Steve?" I inquired. She didn't answer but grabbed my hand and placed it on back on her pussy. I just left my hand where she placed it and continued. "Why won't you tell me that you'd like to have sex with Steve?" Still there was no reply, but she was attempting to hump my hand. However, I pulled it away and told her, "Answer my question." Donna couldn't take the sexual tension any longer. She moaned, "God yes, I'd like to have sex with him. Now please let me come." I placed my hand back on her pussy. She was as so wet and aroused that it only took a few flicks of her clit to trigger a massive orgasm. As Donna's orgasm ebbed she reached for my cock and began to guide it to her soaked pussy. However, I was so excited by our conversation and the thought of Donna having sex with Steve that I came before I even entered her. My gushing cock covered Donna's pussy and stomach with my spunk. I think we were both shocked at our responses. We silently cleaned up and fell fast asleep. The next morning Donna asked me if I was mad at her. I said, "Why should I be mad?" Donna said, "Because last night I told you that I would like to have sex with Steve." I told her that she was just being honest and I respected her for that. I also told her that I loved her very much. I said, "Donna, since we're being honest, would you really like to have sex with Steve?" She looked down and said quietly, "Bill, to tell you the truth, I can't get Steve out of my thoughts since the first time we met. I know it's just an infatuation thing but I really can't stop thinking about being with him." I quickly responded, "If I could arrange it with Steve, would you do it?" Donna thought for several seconds before answering. "It's something I would seriously consider." I smiled and said, "Then let's see if we can make it happen." Donna replied, "But I want you to know that this has nothing to do with you or us. I love you very much and will always love you. You are my soul mate and nothing will ever change that. I want you to be sure that this is something you can handle if we decide to pursue it." I replied, "I can definitely handle it. I understand it would be merely a physical encounter and nothing more. I know you love me and I love you. But there is one thing." "What's that?" Donna asked. "I'd like to watch." I replied. Donna laughed, "You still want to see me with another man after all these years? I thought you gave up on that idea ages ago. You haven't mentioned it in years." "I never gave up. I just never mentioned it because it made you angry." I answered. Donna became very serious and looked me directly in the eye. She said, "Although I think I'd enjoy being with Steve, I couldn't do it with you in the same room watching us. I'm sorry. I would feel too self-conscious with you watching. It's just a stupid fantasy anyway. Let's just forget the whole thing." "Let's not be too hasty", I replied "What do you mean?" Donna asked "I understand your apprehension. If you don't want me in the same room when you're with Steve, I can live with your decision. If you agree to be with Steve then I promise that I won't be around. It's that simple" Donna thought about my offer for a few seconds and finally responded, "Do you think Steve would really want to have sex with an old woman?" "First of all, you're not old. You're a very beautiful woman. I'm sure Steve would jump at the opportunity." I replied. "But there is one thing you have to promise me." "What's that?" Donna asked. "You have to promise to tell me every detail of your encounter with Steve." I responded. Donna thought it over for a few seconds and said, "Deal, but only if you're absolutely sure. Now, what's the plan?" I said, "I'm positive. I'll take care of everything. Just leave the details to me." The next day I went over to visit Steve. He was just finishing painting the bathroom. "Hey Bill. What brings you over here?" Steve asked. "Just wondering how much longer before you'll be leaving us." I responded. Steve told me that the house was finished. He said that yesterday the realtor had called and told him the couple who was originally interested in the house had put in a bid for it. Steve was shocked that the bid was for more than he was going to ask. "As soon as I sign the papers, I'm on my way to Alaska." Steve exclaimed. "I should be out of here no later than Sunday." Since it was already Thursday, I told Steve he was invited to attend a farewell dinner with Donna and me on Saturday night. He said he would love to spend his final evening with us. Donna's Special Date "Good, then it's a date. We'll see you Saturday night at 7:00 for dinner at our house." I said. As I began to head for the door I said, "Before I leave there's something else that I'd like to ask you." "What's that neighbor?" Steve asked. "Do you find my wife attractive?" I subtly inquired. "She's beautiful!" Steve immediately responded, "Why do you ask?" I quickly said, "Because she would like to have sex with you." The look on Steve's face was priceless. I told Steve that Donna had a crush on him and that she found him very sexually attractive. I explained to Steve that it had been my fantasy for my wife to have sex with another man. I told Steve that Donna had continually rejected my idea until she had met him. I said, "After all these years she's finally agreed. I think it's a great idea." Steve remained speechless but I could tell he was pondering my offer. "You're the first man that Donna ever considered. You should take it as a compliment. Well, does it sound like something you'd like to do?" I asked. Steve finally answered, "Are you sure it's OK with you and Donna?" "Absolutely." I replied. "You'd be doing us both a favor. Think of it as your last neighborly duty before leaving for Alaska." "Well, if you're sure it's OK with you and Donna. I'd be honored". Steve responded. I said, "Donna and I are both looking forward to it". I explained my plan to Steve, "Right after dinner, I'll pretend to get a call from a tenant at one of my properties. I'll say there's an emergency and that I have to leave for a few hours. I'll tell you to enjoy yourselves and I'll be back as soon as possible. I'll plan on returning at midnight, so it would probably be a good idea that you're gone by then." Steve nodded in agreement and said, "See you Saturday night." As I left Steve's house I said "Thanks neighbor and by the way, don't say anything to Donna about our plan." I was shaking with excitement as I returned home. I told Donna that everything was set for our special farewell dinner on Saturday night and she should plan on having some special "alone time" with Steve. Donna said, "Is Steve alright with the idea?" I replied, "Steve is excited and honored that such a beautiful woman would want him." Donna asked, "What about you? Our agreement was that you won't be around while I'm with him." I replied, "I know. I promise I won't be around. Leave the plan to me. Just don't forget your end of the bargain." Donna said, "Well I guess I'd better go shopping for a new dress." "Make it a sexy outfit." I said as Donna walked out the door. I sat down and began to think. I've taken care of Donna's fantasy, now what about mine. I know I promised Donna that I wouldn't be around for the deed but this was too good to ignore. My greatest fantasy was about to happen and I wasn't going to be disappointed. I felt compelled to find a way to watch Steve and Donna. So how can I watch them without them noticing me? My mind was racing. I went into our bedroom and studied every possible angle. Looking through the window wasn't possible since the bedroom is on the second floor. There wasn't enough time to install a camera, so that idea wouldn't work. I can't hide in the bathroom because they might need to use it. Finally, it struck me. Donna and I each have separate walk-in closets. My closet faces the foot of the bed and would provide a perfect viewing site. Better yet, the door to the closet has louvered slats that can be adjusted. I walked into the closet and closed the door. By slightly adjusting the slats I had a perfect view of the bed. I was positive that I couldn't be seen from the bedroom. However, I realized that I couldn't stand in a closet for a couple of hours without making some noise. I went to the garage and retrieved a folding stool. I placed the stool behind the closet door and sat down. This provided me with a view of the entire bedroom and especially the bed. Perfect, I thought. My plan was beginning to take shape. I would receive the call, make my excuse to leave, get in the car, and drive around the corner and park. I would quickly and quietly make back to the house, go through the unlocked back door, up the stairs and into my hiding place in the closet before they retired to the bedroom. While Donna was still out shopping, I decided to make a test run. I did everything as planned. It took about 4 minutes from start to finish. Hopefully, my plan would work as smoothly on Saturday night. Donna came home shortly after my test run carrying a large shopping bag. "Got a little carried away?" I asked. "A girl's got to look good for a special date." she replied. "Can I get a preview?" I asked. "No way." Donna said, "You'll just have to wait until Saturday night." On Friday I told Donna that I would take care of the cooking and all she had to do was get ready for her special date. I told her I was getting excited just thinking about her being with Steve. "Me too." Donna cooed. Donna was like a teenager going on her first date. She took all of Saturday afternoon to get ready. I don't know what she was doing, but I'm glad we have more than one bathroom. At 7:00 the doorbell rang and I answered the door. Steve looked especially handsome in slacks and sports coat. I told him that he looked great. Steve replied, "I'm looking forward to a great evening with great friends and neighbors". Donna was still busy getting ready so Steve and I had a martini to relax. Soon Donna appeared. She looked stunning. Her new short, form-fitting, black dress, with plunging neckline, was very revealing. Since there were no lines from undergarments, I guessed that she was naked beneath the dress. Steve said, "Donna, you look beautiful." "Fantastic." I chimed in. Donna replied, "Thank you, boys." I told them that dinner would be ready in about ten minutes, so there was time for another round of drinks. We were having a great time but there was an unmistakable aura of sexual tension filling the room. I went into the kitchen to check on dinner. When I returned, Donna and Steve were sitting together on the sofa. Donna's dress was showing quite a bit of her thigh as well as displaying her deep cleavage. Steve didn't know where to look when speaking to Donna, but I could tell he was enjoying every minute of it. We had a delicious dinner accompanied by two bottles wine. Throughout dinner Steve and Donna were exchanging telling glances. At times it seemed as if I wasn't even present. I glanced at my watch and saw it was just after 9:00. I thought it's time to start my plan. I began to clear the dishes from the table and went into the kitchen. Once I entered the kitchen I retrieved the cell phone from my pocket and dialed our home phone number. When the phone rang I yelled from the kitchen, "I've got it." I picked up on the second ring. Pretending to be speaking with a tenant, I spoke loudly enough to be heard in the dining room. I said, "Oh, that's terrible. You certainly can't live the entire weekend without hot water. Give me a few minutes and I'll come over and see if I can fix it." When I returned to the dining room Donna said, "Who called?" I explained that it was a tenant from across town and their water heater wasn't working. Donna said that I should call a plumber. I reminded her that it was Saturday night and no self respecting plumber would be working. I informed Steve and Donna that I would have to go over to the rental unit and see if I could repair the water heater. Steve volunteered to help, but I told him that since this was his last night in town that he should enjoy the rest of the evening with Donna. They both smiled and looked knowingly at each other. Before I left I called Steve over and told him to enjoy himself. I told him, "Donna's all yours until midnight. After that she's mine." Steve merely smiled. I also told Steve, "Make sure you take her to our bedroom before starting anything". As I turned, I looked back and told Steve to pay special attention to Donna's nipples and that she especially enjoyed oral sex. I knew Donna wasn't crazy about oral sex, but I wanted to see how far she would allow Steve to go and, in any event, thought it would be good for my show. Sometimes it's good to be selfish. I went to the garage, started the car, and drove around the block. I hurriedly parked the car and walked quickly back to the rear of the house. Quietly, I entered through the unlocked back door. As I crept up the stairs to the bedroom I could hear Donna and Steve talking and laughing in the living room. I positioned myself behind the closet door, adjusted the slats, sat on the stool and waited. Luckily, Donna had turned on the lamp beside the bed. This provided enough light for a perfect view. After about fifteen minutes I could hear Steve and Donna walking down the hall. My heart was pounding so loud that I was afraid they would hear it. As they entered the bedroom, Steve began to passionately kiss Donna while massaging her ass with both hands. Donna was returning the Steve's passion by rubbing his cock through his pants. This went on for a few minutes when suddenly Steve began to fumble with Donna's zipper. Donna stepped back and partially unzipped the dress. This allowed her dress to fall from her shoulders, exposing her breasts. Steve was awestruck. "Wow, what a beautiful breasts! And your nipples are fantastic." Steve said. "Thank you." Donna replied. "Do you think my nipples are too big?" "Not at all." Steve said, "I find women with large nipples to be very sexy. They're perfect". Steve immediately began to fondle Donna's tits. His mouth went to Donna's nipples and he began sucking like a hungry child. Donna's head was thrown back and it was apparent she was enjoying Steve ministrations. After a few minutes Donna took a step back from Steve and removed her dress. As I had suspected earlier, she wasn't wearing any undergarments. Steve quickly picked her up and gently laid her on the bed. From my vantage I could clearly see Donna's naked body on the bed. When she parted her legs, her pussy was glistening from her excitement. I also noticed her pubic hair, except for a small patch at the top, had been shaved. Steve's gaze was locked onto Donna's naked body while he shed his clothes. When he removed his boxer shorts I could see he was ready for action. His cock, while slightly longer, but much thicker, than mine, was rock hard. Meanwhile, my cock was harder than steel. The thought of watching this man having sex with my wife was beyond my wildest dreams. Steve joined my wife on the bed and began to kiss her hard on the mouth. After several minutes, he moved his mouth to Donna's breasts where he proceeded to lick and suck her fully engorged nipples. Donna was moaning passionately. Steve continued his downward kissing until he reached my wife's pussy. I thought Donna would push him away, but to my surprise she raised her hips to meet his tongue. Donna began thrusting her pussy directly into Steve's mouth. I knew from Donna's body movements that in a matter of seconds she would be having an orgasm. Suddenly, Donna stiffened and her whole body began to shake. Donna's orgasm lasted for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, as Donna began to recover, Steve stopped, looked at my wife, smiled and said, "My turn". I thought Donna would want to move on to having sex, but again she surprised me. In one quick motion Donna pushed Steve onto his back and slid between his legs. She took his rigid cock in one hand and began to lick the head with her tongue. Steve was in ecstasy and after a few minutes told Donna, "Please suck it." Donna didn't hesitate and began to suck with passion. Donna was sucking on Steve's cock while gazing into his eyes. I could tell that Steve was on the brink of having his own orgasm. Donna continued to suck on his cock when Steve suddenly said, "Don't stop – I'm cumming". I thought Donna would stop once Steve began to spurt but she simply took Steve's cock deeper into her mouth. As Steve continued to spew, I could tell Donna was swallowing as fast as possible. Even though she was feverishly swallowing, I could see some of Steve's sperm dripping from the corner of her mouth. Donna finally released Steve's cock as he collapsed on the bed beside her. During our 25 years of marriage Donna has never allowed me to ejaculate in her mouth. She had repeatedly told me the mere thought of it was disgusting. "That was great." was all Steve could mumble. "You're pretty good yourself, big boy." Donna replied. They talked for a few minutes and even mentioned me. Steve said, "You know, Bill's a really great guy. I'm surprised and honored that he would give his permission to be with you." "That's my husband." was all Donna said. After resting a few minutes Steve began to kiss Donna. Steve started to knead Donna's tits while occasionally pinching and pulling her growing nipples. I wasn't sure if Donna was enjoying Steve's rough play. However, Donna wasn't protesting and, if fact, began softly moaning. "Let's see how hard we can get these guys" Steve said as he began to suck on Donna's fully aroused nipples. "Oh, Steve you know all my weaknesses." Donna mumbled. Steve was hard again. Donna reached for Steve's cock and began to stroke its entire length. It seemed that with every stroke, Steve's cock grew harder and longer. Donna finally said, "I need to feel you inside of me." With that, Steve flipped my wife onto her stomach, raised her ass into the air, and put the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy. Donna instinctively backed into Steve's cock. Steve entered Donna with a single thrust. I heard an audible gasp from Donna as Steve's cock penetrated my wife's pussy. Steve began slowly but soon began to pound Donna's pussy with vigor. Donna looked back with glazed eyes and said, "Oh, Steve your big cock feels so good." My own cock was so hard it hurt. All I knew was that I needed immediate relief. I quietly lowered by pants and set my cock free. As soon as I touched it, I exploded all over the closet. I tried to be as quiet as possible but I was lost in my own sexual frenzy. When I recovered a few moments later, I made a mental note to clean up my mess before Donna noticed it in the morning. Steve momentarily stopped screwing my wife while he turned her onto her back. He mounted her in the missionary position and began to thrust slow and deep. Donna rarely has more than one orgasm in a single session, but I could tell from her body movements that another orgasm was fast approaching. Donna cried out, "Faster and harder. I'm cumming again." With those words of encouragement from my wife, Steve picked up his tempo. From my vantage in the closet I could see Steve was getting ready to empty his seed into my wife. After a few more thrusts from Steve, Donna's orgasm began as her legs stiffened and her moaning became loader. I could also see that Steve had reached the point to no return. He pushed his cock as deeply as possible into Donna's pussy while he emptied his load into my wife. After unloading his sperm into my wife, Steve collapsed on her. They remained motionless with Steve's cock still buried in my wife's pussy. Some of Steve's ejaculate was spilling from my wife's pussy. After a few minutes Steve withdrew his cock from Donna. I could see Steve's semen running down Donna's ass crack. My cock was rock hard again. Steve and Donna lay in each others arms while they attempted to regain their composure. I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost midnight. Suddenly, I heard a faint beep. Steve sat up in bed like he'd been shot. He had set the alarm on his watch to go off a few minutes before midnight. Steve looked at his watch and said, "My god, it's almost midnight." Donna got up, put on her robe and told Steve he'd better leave before I returned. Steve quickly dressed, gave my wife a quick kiss on the lips and turned for the door. As Steve was leaving he looked at Donna and said, "I'll never forget this evening. You are a wonderful and beautiful woman. Thank you." Donna thanked him and wished him the best of luck in Alaska. Steve turned and walked out the door. The show was over. Now, I wondered, how do I get out of the closet without Donna seeing me? Luckily Donna went into the bathroom. When she did, I quietly exited the closet, crept down the stairs, and exited through the back door. I waited about ten minutes and then drove the car home. I walked into the bedroom expecting Donna to be waiting for me, but she was fast asleep. I gently nudged her and she briefly opened her eyes. "Did you have fun tonight?" I asked. Donna closed her eyes and responded, "I had a great time. I'll tell you all about it in the morning. Right now I need sleep." I was still too excited from everything that occurred that evening to sleep. I quietly left the bedroom, went downstairs, and made myself a drink. I sat on the sofa, slowing sipping my drink, while I thought about the events of the evening. I immediately became hard thinking about Steve having sex with Donna. It had been everything I could have possibly dreamed. I took out my cock and began to stroke it to the images of Steve and Donna being replayed in my head. In no time my cock erupted again. This time I was able to clean up after myself. I finished my drink and made my way to the bedroom. Donna looked beautiful as she slept. I quickly fell into a deep sleep. This had been an emotional day for both of us. I awoke early the next morning. I looked at the clock and it was just past 7:00. I glanced over at Donna and she was still sleeping. I just laid there watching Donna and thinking how fortunate I was to have such a wonderful and sexy wife. After a few minutes Donna began to stir and opened her eyes. "Good morning sunshine." I said. "What time is it? I need some coffee." Donna replied. "It's a little after 7:00. I'll get you some coffee. Just stay right there and I'll be right back." I said. I brewed the coffee and brought her a cup. When I returned Donna was sitting upright in bed. "Your request is my command." I said as I handed her the coffee. "Thank you kind sir." was her reply. I let her quietly savor the coffee before I said, "Well?" She looked at me and said "Well, what?" "You know exactly what I mean. How was your evening?" I inquired. "My evening was great. How was your evening? Did you fix the water heater? By the way, dinner was fantastic. You outdid yourself." Donna coyly replied. "OK Donna, knock it off. You know our deal." I bluntly stated. I suspect Donna sensed my frustration and said, "What do you want to know?" "Everything - start from the time I left and don't leave anything out." I demanded. "Bill darling, are you sure you want to know all the details." asked Donna. "Yes, and include everything. You know how excited this makes me." I replied. Donna began her story. After you left, I suggested to Steve that we finish our wine in the living room. Steve sat on the sofa and I sat next to him. We were talking about his move to Alaska when Steve suddenly told me how beautiful I looked. I thanked him and reached over to give him a kiss of the cheek. He grabbed me and proceeded to give me a very passionate kiss on the lips. He sensed that I was a bit startled and began to apologize. I stopped him by kissing him on the lips. We proceeded to make out on the sofa for a few minutes. "Then what I happened?" I asked. "Relax big fella. Let me try and remember." Donna replied. Donna said that after a few minutes, Steve asked her if they could move to our bedroom. Donna said she thought his request was a bit odd since they hadn't engaged in any real foreplay and he had never been in our bedroom. Donna said she rose from the sofa, took Steve by the hand and led him to our bedroom. Donna said as soon as they reached the bedroom, Steve began to french kiss her and massage her ass. Donna's Special Date "What did you do?" I asked "What any woman would do - I went for his cock. I started to massage it through his pants. From what I could feel, he was fully erect and well endowed. Now, if you don't mind, let me continue." Donna said while glaring at me. Donna said that Steve tried to get her zipper down on her dress but he was fumbling so badly that she just stepped back and unzipped it herself. Once she was out of her dress, Steve had picked her up and gently laid her on the bed. "Very chivalrous", Donna said. Donna continued her story. While I was on the bed, Steve began to undress. The whole time he was looking at me. I really didn't want to be obvious but since he was looking at me, I wanted to see what was underneath his clothes. Once he removed his shorts and I saw his cock, I thought "wow". "Was he bigger than me?" I inquired. Donna tried to reassure me by saying, "Maybe just a little bit, honey". "Then what happened?" I asked Donna was getting frustrated by my constant interruptions. She said, "If you interrupt me one more time that will be the end of story time. Do you understand?" "I'm sorry. Please continue." I replied as I silently told myself to keep my big mouth shut. "Where was I? Oh yes, I remember before I was so rudely interrupted." Donna said as she glared at me. Donna said that once Steve removed his clothes he laid down next to her while they continued to kiss. Donna said Steve really liked her breasts and gave special attention to her nipples. She said Steve told her that he thought her nipples were very attractive. I blurted out, "I told you so." Donna acted as if she didn't hear my compliment and continued with her story. Steve continued to suck on my nipples until they were really hard. I was getting very excited and I could feel Steve's erection rubbing against my leg. Donna said Steve continued to kiss and lick all over her body. I suspect my wife knew by the look on my face what I was getting ready to ask. Donna said that Steve made his way down to her pussy and began to lick her. Donna said that she was so aroused that all she wanted to do was have an orgasm. Donna said that within a few minutes she had amazing orgasm from Steve's oral maneuvers. All through Donna's story I was sitting on the edge of the bed. I was wearing only my boxer shorts which obviously wasn't hiding my erection. My hard cock must have been obvious to Donna as she glanced down at my shorts and said to me, "Enjoying my story?" "Please continue." Is all I could say. Donna said that Steve asked her to give him a "blow-job". Donna said she complied since he had already given her an orgasm through oral sex. Donna never mentioned, and I didn't ask, whether or not Steve came in her mouth. Some things are better left unsaid. By now I was so horny that I took off my shorts and began to stroke my cock. Donna had never seen me masturbate before. She looked at me quizzically, said nothing, and continued. Donna said that she and Steve rested for a few minutes when Steve began to kiss her again. The kissing continued and Steve began to massage her breasts and nipples. Donna said that while Steve was massaging her breasts, he began to pinch and pull her nipples. Donna said when he did this she felt a mixture of pain and pleasure. She said she wasn't certain if she liked it, but it was a definitely a different sensation. Donna said this made her very excited and that she was ready to feel Steve's cock inside her. Donna said, to her surprise, Steve mounted her from the rear. Donna said in that position she could feel all of Steve's cock. Between Steve's size and the new sensations she was feeling, Donna said she was on the brink of having another orgasm. However, before she was able to climax, Steve had pulled out of her, turned her onto her back and began having slow, face-to-face sex with her. Donna said that within a few minutes of having sex in this position, she began having an orgasm. She said that she could also feel Steve begin to swell inside her and she knew he was near his climax. Donna told me that when Steve climaxed, she could feel him shooting his semen deep inside her. "I was quite full." as Donna put it. By now my cock was throbbing due to my prolonged stroking. I wanted my wife to provide me with some much needed relief. I edged myself up to her on the bed, grabbed her hand, and placed it on my cock. Donna looked at me, smiled and said, "Don't you want to hear the rest of my story?" I didn't answer. To my delight, Donna bent down and began to suck on my cock. Her story, coupled with this unusual surprise, put me into sexual overload. Although I tried with all my willpower, I couldn't hold off a second longer. I attempted to tell Donna that I was going to blow, but the words never made it out of my mouth. Donna continued to suck me like there was no tomorrow. I assumed that once she tasted my first spurt of semen, that she would back off and tell me how rude I was for not warning her. To my shock, she continued to suck my cock until I had shot my entire load. Donna managed to swallow every drop. When we were done, I pulled Donna to me and gave her a long and loving kiss. I whispered to her that I'm the luckiest guy in the world to have such a wonderful and beautiful partner. Donna winked at me and said, "And don't you ever forget it." Later, while we were sitting on the patio enjoying the morning I said to Donna, "Can I ask you just one last question?" Donna said, "You can ask me a question, but I know it won't be the last – so what is it?" "This morning, for the first time in all these years, you swallowed my semen. Why did you decide to do it?" I asked "Last night was the first time I swallowed anyone's semen. After tasting Steve, I decided I should have you too. Actually, your semen tastes better than Steve's. It's not as bad as I thought, but don't expect it to become a regular part of our sex life. Maybe I'll consider it for special occasions, but no begging. Do you understand?" "Completely." I responded. Later that morning I went out to the front yard. To my amazement, Steve's truck was gone and a young couple were moving boxes into Steve's house. As I turned around to go back into the house to tell Donna, I saw a folded note stuck on the door. The note read: Dear Bill and Donna, I just wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed my special going away party. I will never forget it or either of you. I didn't have the courage to tell you last night, but the deal for the house has closed and the new owners want to move in ASAP. I'll be leaving for Juneau the first thing in the morning. You are both very special people and the best neighbors a guy could hope to have. If you're ever up in Alaska, please look me up. Your Friend and Neighbor, Steve When I walked into the house, I handed the note to Donna. She silently read it, turned around without looking at me, and walked into the kitchen. I didn't bother to follow her. Donna didn't say much the rest of the day. Later, I asked her if she was alright. She said she was fine but I detected a trace of sadness in her voice. After dinner I asked her if she had any reservations about being with Steve. Donna said she had none and looked upon it as a great one-time experience. Donna then asked me if I had any problem with her being with another man. I answered with a firm "no" and told her that in my opinion Steve was the perfect selection for her. "And what about your fantasy of seeing me with another man?" Donna inquired. "You weren't able to see me with Steve." "I understand your feelings and like all good couples, we compromised. You upheld your end of the bargain by telling me what happened last night. I'll probably ask you tell me about it from time to time." I responded. "I'm sure you will." Donna replied. I said, "Since I wasn't able to actually see you with Steve, that's the least you could do for me." Donna was smiling at me for some unknown reason and said, "If I tell you what happened again, you'll probably get so worked up that you'll spew all over everything. I'm warning you that if that does happen you'll have to clean it up." "I will." I sheepishly replied. Donna looked at me knowingly and said, "Good, then you won't have a problem cleaning up that mess you left inside your closet from last night." All I could say was, "How did you know?" Donna just smiled, turned, and walked away. Despite my repeated prodding, Donna would never tell me how she knew I was in the closet. I think that will remain one of life's great mysteries. By the way, I did clean up my mess in the closet.