He spoke to her about it all the time. He asked her, “Would you like to fuck him?” To every good looking man they encountered. Friends, strangers, it didn’t matter. He seemed serious but she was afraid the reality of it would be impossible for him to live with. She didn’t want to upset the delicate balance they had in their life. A life and love she was quite happy with.
A few months later, they were celebrating Keith’s birthday. Keith was her husband’s best friend, divorced for about a year. He encouraged her to put on her short black dress for the occasion. It was her sexiest number with a lacy fringe at the top showing off a little cleavage and the length ended at her fingertips. Very short. There was a group of them, a few more men then women. Everyone had a few drinks and she got lots of compliments, warm hugs, and kisses from the male guests. After leaving the bar and heading home, he invited Keith back to our place for a nightcap.
“Did you notice all the men looking at you tonight?”
No, not really,” she lied. Her nipples were slightly erect and showing under the silky material of the dress contradicting her statement. She wore no bra under her dress.
“What do you think Keith? Do you think she looks fuckable tonight?”
“She looks very sexy. She is a beautiful girl. You are a lucky man.”
“Yes, she is almost too sexy for just one man.”
“Oh, stop that, please!” she squealed.
“No, it’s true. All the men tonight wanted to fuck you and I think – no, I know – you’d like to fuck other men, if you could?” She wondered if he was going to throw her experience on the beach back at her.
“No, honey, I just have eyes for you.”
“The thing about marriage is that if you are married for any length of time the sex can get boring. We tend to fall into the same routines, make love the same way. We know each other’s preferences too well. Sure, it is satisfying but it lacks the excitement of something new. Someone new. We all have fantasies.” He paused and there was a heavy silence.
“For my part, I remember when we were first in love and the way we made love was just fantastic. It was new, super exciting, and very satisfying. When we did, you had a look in your eyes that I enjoyed so much. A look of ecstasy. Complete lust. I want to see you enjoy yourself like that again. I would really enjoy seeing you that excited again.
“Perhaps you’d like to give Keith a special birthday present. Something intimate. I guarantee he won’t object.”
“What do you have in mind.” She wondered how far he would push this.
“Maybe you could dance for him? Maybe give him a lap dance like you did for me on my birthday?” She looked into Keith’s eyes and saw the lust grow within him at the suggestion.
“Would you be happy with just a lap dance, Keith, and nothing more?” He nodded his response to her. Keith looked at her with puppy dog eyes that said, yes, he would do anything she wanted. It sent a tingle through her torso.
She put on some music and dimmed the lights. Taking a big swig of her margarita, she stood in front of Keith and began to sway her hips. Moving closer she lifted her dress and she sat on his lap facing him. Her legs bordered his on the couch. Her crotch lowered to his lap and the hard pole under his slacks. Moving back and forth to the music she rubbed her pussy along his length. She enjoyed feeling his hardness against her.
She kissed his cheek and pressed her breasts against his chin. Leaning forward against him she felt her clit against his cock as she continued to slide against it, exciting herself as much as him. She glanced over at her husband who still seemed to be encouraging her.
As a new song came on she lifted off of him and danced in front of him, lifting her dress to show off her lacy white bikini panties. Turning her back to him, she thrust her butt at him and wiggled it in his face. She lowered her hips and sat on his lap rubbing his cock through her cheeks. She could feel the size of his cock and it seemed much bigger than her husbands. She imagined what it would be like to take him inside of her. But what would her husband think. Fantasy was one thing, actually doing it would be different.
She stood and danced in front of him again playing with the spaghetti straps of her dress. Suddenly her husband started a chant, “Take it off. Take it off.” She slid her hands over her dress, over her pointed nipples and down her sleek sides. Back to the top she slid one strap off, to the hooting of her husband. Then the other. The dress slid off her body like rainwater. Keith’s mouth fell open as her supple, young, athletic body came into full view. Only her lacy see-through panties remained.
She again sat on his lap facing him. She pressed her breasts against his mouth and he suckled on her nipples sending tremors to her loins. She reached down and undid his belt, the button, and pulled his zipper down. Sliding farther down and onto the floor she removed his cock from his boxers. Looking over at her husband she watched while he exposed his engorged cock through his open zipper. Taking Keith’s cock in her hands she began to lick it. It was clearly larger than her husband’s and thicker.
She took the tip into her mouth. Engulfed it. Slid up and down on it, gagging slightly at its size. Hands and mouth working in unison it wasn’t long before the excitement was too much for him. She felt it jerk in her mouth as warm cum shot deep into her throat. Resisting the urge to gag it out she swallowed just in time to fell another shot and another. She kept on him throughout his sweet torment until he was finished.
Keith was suddenly very tired and proceeded to lay on the couch where he shortly fell asleep. In the bedroom her husband fucked her hard and fast.
“Did you see his cock? I would have let you fuck him if you wanted to.”
“Did you see how fast he came. I need someone with more stamina.”
“Unless you had us one after the other.” Saying that to her brought her to an orgasm, just thinking about it and for the moment assuming he meant it. Her pussy dripped her excitement as her husband spilled his seed inside of her.
rushmorejudd 
Love your writing. Very erotic.
thank you
The featured photo for this story is a perfect selection. I can imagine this woman in the story and feel her hesitancy…but rising desire for more. Love the slow seduction too and could imagine my lover in such a scene with a guest that was all in on the naughty game being played out.
Glad you enjoyed it. I think a lot of women who could be hotwives are reluctant to believe that their husbands/boyfriends are sincere in their desire to see them with other men.
I agree. It does seem like a big step for women and there are a lot of potential landmines (at least in their mind). Making our lover feel emotionally safe and excited about the experience is a central challenge and responsibility for any aspiring cuckold.