New Wife Has a Fantasy: Chapter- 3 of 3

Exploring Her Orgasm 

Although Tess had recently enrolled in college, she continued to dance three nights per week. Being that she was always on the evening shift, or "the closer" as she called it, I always stopped in for her last hour or two. I had no shortage of company while there, as I had become great friends with everyone who worked there.

I would have never guessed in a million years what began happening to me. I supposed the more I was exposed to it, the more my mind began to imagine things. Tess is a phenomenally erotic dancer, it that she can move her ass in the sexiest way imaginable as she straddles a man during a lap-dance.

With the very dim lighting, and the fact that I was sitting usually 20 feet away at the far end of the bar, it was easy to imagine that she was fucking any one of these guys. What first began to turn me on was how she put her arms around their necks with her tits grazing their nose, and all the while grinding her ass in a fucking motion just above their cocks. Almost invariably, a guy would put his hands on her ass as she would grind, but she would always slowly remove them.

Basically everything I described so far was how it was in the main club area. However, there was the gold room, where guests could have private lap-dances, there was a waitress dedicated to just that area, and there was also a tiny bit more latitude when it came to touchy feely. Meaning that if the dancer was okay with it, the patron could perhaps put his hands on her ass, or maybe even get a quick breast squeeze, not exactly getting laid or anything, but still more than would happen out in the main area.

Not to sound boastful what so ever, but only the hottest dancers found themselves back there, because most of the men who elected to go back there usually spent in excess of three hundred dollars. For that kind of money, trust me, the guys were picky. Tess and a friend Renee usually found themselves back there the last half of their shift nearly every night they worked. It was actually something the dancers loved doing, because they didn't have to play the whole floor, run to get a drink for someone, or most importantly dance on stage. Some of the new girls liked that, but the veterans knew where the money was. It wasn't until after several week of me regularly stopping in that Tess asked if I wanted to go to the owners box as she called it. Well, immediately I asked "The owner's box?"

She giggled and replied, "Yes, I know that sounds funny, but just off the gold room is a room that is quieter than out here, it has a TV, you know just somewhere to get out of this noise."

To me that sounded great. I could take the loud music, but would love to relax while I waited. The owner of this place actually lived hundreds of miles away, and only ever stopped in once a week, so there was no problem with me being back there what so ever.

After Tess took me back there, I walked in and instantly noticed that the wall mirror outside was actually a window. I could see the entire Gold Room from inside this room, but they couldn't see inside the owners box. I kind of joked to Tess saying, "What? Did he sit in here a stroke while you girls danced...?"

She just chuckled replying, "Oh probably. You know how men are."

She then told me to turn on the TV, or just hang out. Before exiting she said, "You know I'll probably be in the Gold Room a time or two before end of shift, so at least you'll know where I am," as she giggled and pointed at the window. She then opened the door back up after a quick close, and jokingly said, "Don't let me catch you stroking anything looking through that window."

I laughed and replied, "Hey you never know... You know how men are."

She laughed once again, and exited. I began milling around the room fumbling through outdated ESPN magazines, when after about ten minutes I heard a dull thump. As I heard it, I slowly turned around and seen Tess pulling the Gold Room door shut, and then pulling a guy towards the unusually long couch on the wall directly opposite this large window.

Although I knew full well this window was one-hundred percent one way only, I stood at the very edge of it, almost leery about standing right in the middle of it. Now for some reason, I had a brand new and much more escalated sense of voyeuristic arousal being in this room and looking through this window. Number one, Tess knew I was in here, but couldn't see me, and also this patron had no clue.

I very quickly began wondering why Tess would suggest me hanging out in this room. Although it was a sweet gesture trying to allow me to be in a quieter setting, I couldn't help but think she wanted me to watch what she does in the Gold Room. I couldn't figure out though if it was so I could be reassured that nothing too bad was going on in there, perhaps it was to see my reaction, or maybe she thought I might like it.

I honestly didn't have a clue which it could be, perhaps all three. Right away, the guy sat with a large liquor drink of some sort, as Tess turned her ass towards him and leaned down towards the mirror. The way Tess was looking at the mirror, it was as though she though I would be standing right in the middle of it. Her eyes were elevated slightly so I knew she wasn't staring at herself, she was imagining where she thought I would be standing and staring. The expression she gave as she shook her ass in this guys face was driving me insane.

She was giving the most erotically playful look as she moved, gently touching her tongue to her upper lip and occasionally biting her bottom lip. I could only imagine what this guys view was because Tess was wearing a skin tight long sleeve electric blue spandex mini dress, white thong panties, sexy thin strapped five inch heels, the shiniest red lipstick finger and toenail polish made, and the back of the dress was pulled up over her ass completely.

Tess eventually turned and straddled the guy with her knees on both sides of him as he sat there. Again, she would keep turning back and staring at the mirror. At one point the guy placed his hands on Tess's ass cheeks, and for the first time I witness her move in this amazing way with another mans hands on here ass, and she wasn't moving them. It was at this point that I noticed my hand was on my cock almost instinctually.

I had watched Tess grind on guys dozens of times, but this time it was so very different. First of all I thought she wanted me to see all this happening, secondly and up to this point I had never watched this sort of thing happen with my hand on my cock, and most especially a guys hands on her ass. I think the combination of watching a guy have his hands on her ass, and me stroking my cock through my pants, was making for a run away freight train of sexual emotions.

I was absolutely glued to her every movement, when from no where, she got up and motioned to the guy with a "Be right back, just one second" gesture. I immediately composed myself and ran over to sit in a chair when the door flung open and quickly shut. I began walking towards Tess when she asked, "Do you like this room?"

I quickly replied, "Oh yes, great, much quieter than out front."

She then asked mischievously looking out of the corner of her eyes, "Is that it, just quieter?"

At this point I pulled Tess to me by her ass and began to wildly kiss her. She then slightly pulled away asking, "Hum, Is there something else you like about this room?"

I knew full well what she trying to get me to say, but I had to be careful how I answered, still wanting to seem somewhat in control of myself. As she asked playfully a time or two more, I answered "It's got a pretty good view too."

Her mouth opened slightly as if to seem slightly shocked, although I knew full well that's what she knew she would hear. She then explained, "Holy shit, Renee said I should let you come back here, that sometimes men like to watch their partner tease them. How true is that?" She then took her hand and placed it on my cock which was pointing to the left in my pants and before I could answer, she grinned and said "Wow sweetie she was right, What do you like about it? Wow, Tell me what you like honey, Just tell me. Oh my God, I really want to know now. You have to tell me."

As she continued asking and giggling, I lifted up the front of her dress and shot my hand down the front of her panties. As I did, she slightly moved her left leg out so I could get my finger inside her. The moment my finger slid into her wet and warm vagina, I hit a whole new level of arousal. Trying to still be couscous about how I answered her questions, I went right out the window with it.

As I fingered her quite forcefully, she stopped asking questions, and began stroking my cock from the outside of my pants, panting and exhaling erotically. Not more than ten seconds into this, I leaned down and kissed her once more then slowly slid my mouth off hers and down the right side of her face and said, "As I watch... I'm fantasizing that you're fucking that guy."

Just as I finished saying it, Tess thrust her hips against my hand burying my finger deep inside her and letting out a strong exhaling gasp. I kept waiting for her to reply, or say anything. She just continued to thrust against my hand pulling me down wildly kissing me and gasping. 

Up to this chapter in my life, I can't remember a more erotic moment. By her not saying anything, it finally dawned on me that I had utterly flipped the tables on her. Still stumped by her silence, I asked "I can't get over what an intense turn-on it is for me imagining you fucking another guy. Is that why you brought me back here?"

Funny thing is, just moments earlier, I was the quiet one not quite sure how to answer the unknown. She now found herself wondering how to answer. I could tell that within this couple of minutes, our jousting back and forth with questions, her pussy had become drenched. My entire palm had become slick and wet with her vaginal juices as I had now managed to get two fingers inside her. The more I spoke, the more she became wet. After only minutes, it felt as though she had taken an entire load of semen.

I kept badgering her with the same series of questions, relishing in the fact that I was now the one who needed to know, when I began turning up the heat. Every question I asked got an intense sexual response, but she was yet to announce verbally what she was thinking about the bomb I dropped.

Just as she was intensely getting into my finger thrusts and panting unlike anything I had ever seen or heard from her before, I began repeating "Does it turn you on knowing what I was imagining? Does it turn you on that I was watching you? Did you know I was touching my cock as I watched you, imagining that every time you thrust your beautiful ass down you were taking him deep inside you?" Just into perhaps the second time repeating it, she grabbed my arm with both her hands and was fucking my fingers with a vengeance. 

I quickly surmised that her arousal was directly proportionate with the intensity of my questions. So by this time my questions and comments had become much more for her arousal, and much less about clear thinking or genuine inquest.

I will never forget what happen the moment I stated, "Dam I want to watch you fuck..." At about the word fuck, her entire body jolted and went utterly rigid, as her hips then began to tremble. She strongly clinched her eye lids together with her mouth half opened. At first I wasn't entirely sure what was happening. 

I began to worry, not having a clue what was happening as she strained and held her breath. Hell, to me she could be having a heart attack. At one point, I just about shook her as if to snap her out of what ever was going on. Let's face it, when your wife stops breathing, her entire body goes rigid, and the veins on her neck become prominently raised, you begin to wonder what the hell is going on. It didn't take me long though to realize she was having a bone crushing orgasm.

Immediately I could tell she was straining with all her might as she held her breath but had no obvious idea why. Her fingernails were practically through the skin in my arm, when finally she exhaled in a relieving gasp. 

The instant she gasped, a warm liquid gushed into the palm of my hand and began running down the inside of her thighs, running down my wrist and forearm as I crouched to one knee. There was one very strong gush, and then multiple, less intense ones, but just before every gush of liquid her vaginal walls constricted around my two fingers still inside her.

I know now that men can go a life time, see a thousands orgasms, or what they think are orgasms, but so very, very, few see a true orgasm. I can assure you I was one who thought he had seen several.

She later told me that it was at that very moment she realized she had never had a real orgasm before, explaining that every time in the past when she thought she had an orgasm, it was absolutely, one hundred percent, just her imagination. I think this was such an intense experience, it actually scared her in some way as she was experiencing it.

Think about it... you've never had your body climax to the point that it consumed you, and fluid began shooting from you in waves of pure ecstasy. It just might scare a woman.

Tess had always heard of women seeing hallucinogenic colors, and even envisioning volcanoes erupting during their first orgasm. However, she later informed me that hers was so frighteningly intense, that there actually was no definitive comparison. She jokingly remarked, that "If only a volcano was that powerful she'd use it as a comparison, but it was more intense."

She went on to explain well after the event that even as she was having it, as it began to subside, her only fear was that she might never have another one. She said it was so physically and emotionally consuming that she couldn't breathe. The intense rush took over her entire being, her muscles, voluntary and involuntary, her breathing, everything. 

She said that when she ejaculated the fluid vaginally, the feeling was that her entire body drew it up inside her, and the expelled one sexual wave after another. I had never in my life heard of a recounting so detailed.

It must have lasted for three minutes when her knees just about gave out on her. Finally, it subsided enough that she could speak, when she said, "We have to go home now. Please take me home."

She slowly began walking towards the bathroom in this room. As she did, she said, "lean out and tell that guy, I won't be back. Please."

I had no idea how to do that. I looked out the two way mirror, and he was leaned back with one arm over his head drinking his drink. I thought about it for a second when I went to the door, leaned out, and said ", Tess had a call from home and had to leave, she wanted me to tell you."

After he practically spilled half his drink, he jerked up saying, "Oh God, okay, I hope everything is okay, right, yes... Tell here I said bye."

Tess stood in the bathroom for a few seconds when I decided to walk in and see how she was. She stood holding the sink, when looking into the mirror at me and said, "Oh my God, are you mad at me? Please don't be mad at me."

I cut her off and walked up behind her asking, "My goodness, for what honey?"

She began tearing up saying, "Um let's see, I just had the orgasm of my life with the man I love more than anything on this planet, and well, it was while he said he would like to watch another man fuck me. It's not supposed to be that way John."

The thing that most people wouldn't understand is that although it was her first all time nuclear orgasm, it was also a first for me too. For crying out loud, I had never even heard of anything like it, and who cared what sparked it to happen, it happened. 

I walked up behind her hugging her and explained, "Baby doll, I love you so very much, just know that, but also know I don't give a piss what might have caused you to have an orgasm like the one you just had. I just know you had one, and I was there to see it. Do you think I have ever seen anything like that? I can tell you right now, I haven't. It was my experience too."

Ordinarily I don't say the right things at the right times, but this seemed to really set her at ease, as she turned and held me for several minutes.

She squeezed me for several minutes when she said, "Let go home."

I replied, "Let's go baby... Let's go."

As we got about ten minutes from the club, she said, "Pull over, take a street and pull over, just pull over any where."

I then asked, "Are you okay honey, you're alright?"

She instantly replied, "I need you. Just pull over somewhere."

I then replied, "We're only twenty minutes from home honey."

She then raised over the console and began kissing me saying, "Stop the fucking car that's too long." 

I then replied, "Okay, are you alright? What honey? We'll be home soon."

She then began pointing at an alley in perhaps the worst neighborhood you could imagine saying, "Just pull in there, I think I can come again. I have that feeling baby." She was thrusting her finger inside her, and pausing them occasionally rubbing them onto her clitoris. 

Just as I told her "No, we can wait," She began taking her panties off and said, "John, I can come again, seriously I come again. I have to come again."

I squalled the tires as I whipped our SUV into this alley way. As I threw it into park, she continued thrusting her fingers into her vagina, saying "I'm so close baby." She then began further talking out of her head saying, "I'm so close, I'm so close baby. I need to come." I then began to become worried about her, thinking an orgasm was just an orgasm, but she was taking it to the next level, saying she needed / wanted to orgasm when she thought she could.

It made me think that she would potentially play with herself, and fuck whom ever was near just to climax, just to live it again. 

After pulling into the alley, she jumped between the seats moved into the back as I promptly followed. As I got fully into the back, I once again began fingering her like I had done at the club. This went on for several minutes, with the exception of being in the back of our vehicle almost everything was the same. After several minutes I could tell she was almost becoming frustrated with herself, thinking she should have came by now. 

It finally dawned on me there was something very different missing. I wasn't talking dirty to her. I kept rambling about her fucking another guy when she went orgasmic at the club. In an instant I began fingering her a bit more forcefully when I said, "We should have brought that guy with us."

Instantly I knew I was onto something. Tess, gasped and things began to change quickly. She then gasped, "Why?" 

I replied, "If he was here, I might be still in the front seat watching you two fucking back here.?" That was it. I kept rambling this sort of thing for another minute or two when Tess, screamed and once again blew vaginal juice, during her second wildly powerful orgasm.

It quickly became apparent to me that for Tess to have a true orgasm, not only did I have to play with her pussy, I had to play with her mind.

Over the next couple of weeks Tess must have had a dozen orgasms, and now that we knew exactly how to give her one, we found ourselves running to the bedroom every chance we got. I also became a regular in the "Owners Box" where Tess worked.

The last time we did it however it became obvious that we were somehow going to have to deal with what we kept talking about, after all, we kept teasing one another about her playing around with another man. 

One evening after her orgasm, and as we were fucking, I said to her, "You know, we keep talking about you being with another man, are we just going to keep talking about it?" Tess didn't reply at all, she just kept moving her hips and fucking me wildly as she gasped and grinned. 

I continued asking when Tess replied, "Okay, I don't care how you arrange it, but you need to be the one to arrange it. If we are going to do this, I don't want to be the one who arranges for another mans penis to be inside me."

That seemed reasonable at the time. In fact, it was better that way. The last thing I wanted was to come home to Tess fucking a guy saying, "How's this Honey?" The minute it left her mouth I began wondering how I would do it, when I would do it, if I would do it.

Several days had past as Tess and I continued to mentally play with the notion of it. Just talking about it invariably caused us to have insanely wild sex. I began to wonder if this was good enough. Our sex lives had never been better, and yet she hadn't fucked another guy at all. Who was I kidding though, all we had been doing was feeding off the anticipation, which like anything else, plays out unless you actually do it. Which led me to the internet.

One Weekend as Tess flew out to visit her Mom, I found myself searching several sites that specialized in what we were flirting with. At first I felt weird searching for men who could possibly fuck Tess, but reasoned that this was a better alternative than walking up to a guy and asking, "Hey, like my wife? Wanna fuck her?" 

I was actually shocked, almost relieved with how many thousands of people were into this. It made me feel a lot less weird about it. As I entered a search on one of the sites, within a hundred mile radius, again I was shocked with how many results came back.

There had to have been at least three-hundred profiles, all matching what I entered into my search, which I had struggled with a few times. When I say struggled, I mean the first time anyone goes this far with this type of fantasy, you begin to be faced with questions like, "Penis Size, Age, Race, etc." When only fantasizing, I never actually specified a lot of those questions in my mind, just envisioning a guy fucking her was always enough. Now though, it was like picking options on a car.

I've always considered myself to have an average sized penis, not extremely long, or extremely thick, but hell being married to Tess, none of that really mattered anyway. Her vagina so so wonderfully snug it wasn't an issue. Now that I was picking out a guy who would potentially be fucking her in front of me, it quickly became an issue. The more I searched the more my fantasy began to develop. 

After sifting through hundreds of profiles, I had it narrowed down to around fifteen guys, all living between forty and fifty miles away. I sent messages to all of them and didn't get a single reply. Later that evening, I posted a few photos of Tess and blacked out her face from her nose up. There was no way you could identify who it was, but it was oh so easy to see what an amazing body she has.

I logged off a few minutes after creating our profile. Just before bed though, I thought I'd check the site back out and see if there had been any responses to Tess's photo's. It had been several hours and I knew they would be posted by this time. Just as soon as I logged onto the site, the first thing I noticed was that the mail box icon was flashing, and it said thirty-seven emails.

I naturally figured that most of it would be spam, but as it turns out not only did ten of the fifteen I narrowed down reply, twenty something others did too. I was actually feeling rather proud at this moment. Without a doubt though, Tess would have to be in the top three percent of all the women on this site, no matter how you did the search.

Of the ten that responded back to messages I had sent them, six had given instant messages, cell numbers, private emails, etc. I was once again shocked that people would be so free to give info to total strangers. Off the site, I began to have email conversation with several of them, and eventually after some trust built up slightly, I sent a complete photo of Tess and I. This about sent them through the roof with excitement. I thought at any moment they were all going to email me their resume or something.

My only concern was to find the most normal and clean one of the bunch, or at least narrow it down to the top three, and see which one could win out. I began asking very direct questions to all of them like, "How do you know you are clean? Have you been tested lately for sexually transmitted disease? Tess would like to see a full body shot, can you send one to insure you're not messing with the photo?" If felt bad about the last question, because Tess had no clue what I was doing. The more I asked the thinner the heard became, but that's exactly what I was trying to do.

Tess wouldn't be back for a week, which I figured would be plenty of time considering half these guys would have sent me their social security number if I had asked for it. I had already found out every thing I asked or wanted to know, and believe me they divulged lots of things I hadn't asked.

The questioning continued well into Sunday afternoon, when it was suggested by the two who remained in the race that we should meet somewhere like at restaurant or bar. Even if Tess had been back, I wouldn't have felt too good about that. I did however tell them the truth, that Tess was out of town until the following week, also mentioning that she had told me that if anything ever became of this it would be me who would have to arrange it.

Both guys had zero problem meeting me somewhere to discuss our thoughts and ideas on the subject, and also to screen out the possibility that anyone of us could be dealing with a psycho. Plus I am one thousand percent hetero, and I wanted to make double sure that neither of the guys had bi-sexual tendencies.

I met one guy on a Tuesday evening, and the other on a Thursday. With one of the guys, it was decided that maybe a couple of weeks from then, if Tess was okay with it, we could all meet at a hotel, get some drinks, and see what happens. 

Tom, the guy I met and discussed things with on Thursday was quite a character. We spoke of spoke of a great many things, but most importantly we discussed a highly detailed plan of getting him and Tess together. He seemed very normal and to my amazement pulled out a medical document with a four week old test date, where he was screened for every type of sexually transmitted disease known, later telling me that in the lab where he worked it was routine. 

I wasn't sure how Tess would take it that he was in perhaps his late forties / early fifties, but still very distinguished looking. It was obvious he had always taken great care of himself, but still, Tess is twenty-two and he was maybe fifty-two. It certainly wouldn't be the first time Tess danced for a guy this age or older, but most assuredly if they fucked, it would be the oldest guy she would have ever had intercourse with. Again though, he looked to be in better shape than the average twenty five year old guy, and in a rather selfish way, I was glad that he was the age he was because it was almost as if I was less threatening to my masculinity.

Now when I mentioned detailed plan earlier, I mean detailed. I finally confessed that Tess had no idea how I was going to pull this off, only that I was going to try to arrange it. I began to think that it might be best if this guy went to where Tess worked and without her knowing, tried to get something going in the Gold Room after hours, with me in the owners box. It didn't bother me that he knew where Tess worked. Ordinarily it would, but I knew a hundred times more about him, than he knew about Tess or I, so it seemed okay.

I went on to tell him about the Gold Room and how Tess and the girls would take guys back there for slightly more erotic dancing and even allow the guys put their hands on them somewhat. It's where the girls could supplement their incomes buy hundreds of dollars. I went on to elaborate how if he came in and made a visit next Saturday night, that he could tell Tess he wanted to have private lap dances and she would take him back to the gold room. 

I felt guilty and excited all at the same time planning this, guilty that Tess wouldn't know it was happening until it was actually happening, but excited that this could be the nudge the fantasy needed to get started. I elaborated that once in the gold room if the time seemed right and she was being receptive to you touching her, try to get you fingers under her panties. Explaining that if he was successful with that, I would emerge from the Owner's Box room, tell her what we had cooked up, and hopefully things will roll from there. I told him to make sure to request to go to the Gold Room only after 1:30AM. 

It wasn't at all uncommon for Tess to give a private dance that close to closing, and usually if she did, she would be the only dancer left in the place and was trusted to lock up. Since I'm always there with her when she gets off, it would also be perfectly normal for it to just be me, Tess, and who ever got the last dance left in the place at 2:00AM, because the door guy and bartenders always wanted to go home as soon as possible, and me being there made that possible for them. They didn't have to worry about one of the dancers being alone with a patron.

He was decidedly reluctant about it at first, not having met Tess, and most especially with her not knowing it would be going down. It didn't last long though, he knew that regardless of the risk, to possibly experience a woman of Tess's caliber at his age, was a once in a life time opportunity. 

The more we drank the easier it became to speak about. At one point I told him straight up that if he hadn't doctored the photo's in any way, that he would probably be the largest cock Tess had ever experienced, further explaining that Tess had the tightest pussy I had ever experienced in my life time. This combination of statements had him extremely excited. He was yammering a hundred miles an hour after that buying all our drinks himself.

Before leaving that evening, I told him in the parking lot that although he had pretty solid proof that he was disease free, he needed to bring a condom because it was anyone's guess how it would truly go down. Elaborating that there was no guarantee of anything, it might end in sex, it might end in no sex. I explained that I would rather he have the condom and not need it than to need it and find her insist upon it as a condition of going through with it.

He emailed several times that week making sure every thing was still on for the coming Saturday, in which I assured him it was. Every time I spoke to Tess on the phone after arranging this I wanted to tell her, but couldn't. For some twisted reasoning I thought there was a better chance of it happening if it was spontaneous rather than robotically mapped out, and possibly even more erotic.

Tess flew back into town Friday at noon, and I picked her up at the airport. She was all smiles hugging and kissing me as if she had been gone for three months. The rest of the day was much like any other, however later that night I couldn't get my mind off what was quickly approaching. I kept debating as to whether to tell her, but always decided it was best just to see how it went. I do know that later that night Tess and I had wild sex, which was in some ways more rough than usual. I knew it was my anticipation of the next nights events.

Now keep in mind, it wasn't my original goal to pick a guy for her with a large cock, it's just how it turned out in this case. About the only thing I could compare it to was a can of Pledge I noticed earlier in the bath closet. He was at least eight and a half full inches and must have been two and three quarters or three inches in diameter. I still couldn't help but wonder though if he had manipulated the photo, but time would quickly tell.

The wettest I've ever felt Tess, I'm convinced she would still be challenged to take a fully erect cock of that size. All things considered though, and as horny as Tess became when I spoke dirty to her, I know she would try, and if she happened to get close to orgasm, she would find a way to take him. In many ways though, I hoped his cock was smaller than in the photos, because there was another side of me that didn't know how it would make me feel if Tess insanely got into it, or if his length or thickness enhanced her sexual pleasure in a way I might not ever be able to deliver.

As Saturday evening rolled around, I watched as Tess went through her routine. She always took a long shower, shaved her legs, and picked her under wear, bra and such. The anticipation of the unknown was so intense, I could barely speak without sounding like an idiot. Several times she asked, "Are you okay Baby, you seem nervous or tense."

Lying my ass off I would always reply, "Oh sure, yes, good shape here."

Tess had many sexy outfits to choose from. I never once picked one for her to wear, but this time found myself looking through them as she showered. I wanted to pick the sexiest of them all somehow. Eventually I grabbed a white very tight stretch dress that came to just below her ass. Even as I was carrying it to the bed, I was imagining it pulled up over her ass as he fucked her.

As Tess exited the shower, she said "Oh thanks sweetie, you picked me out a dress to wear. You've never done that before, that was sweet. This one must turn you on."

I quickly replied, "Oh you have no idea."

Tess drove to work like any other night and said, "I'll see you in a bit. Try to make it around midnight so I don't miss you so much." She gave me a kiss and off she went.

As soon as she pulled out of the drive way, I called Tom and said, "We'll, she off to work, we'll soon know if this is going to work."

He calmly replied, "Hey if it doesn't, at least we won't beat ourselves up for not trying."

I laughed and said, "Quite true. I will be getting there around midnight. You should probably get there around the same time. I will be at the far end of the bar as you come in the door, you'll see me."

It seemed like an eternity waiting for 11:30PM to roll around. I couldn't quite wait for exactly 11:30 so left a few minutes earlier. I arrived at the club, and shook hands with all those I had become so closely acquainted to. I soon gravitated to my end of the bar and pulled up my stool. Right away, I asked Mark the bartender to pour me a double shot of Wild Turkey. He chuckled and said, "Not like you John, what's the occasion?"

I simply replied, "Oh just feel like getting some alcohol in me."

I began to wonder if Tom had backed out, because as 12:20AM rolled around he was still no where to be seen, and at the rate I was slamming shots, it would be a wonder if I'd recognize him if it took much longer.

Just as I was about to write the whole thing off, I seen him come through the door and wait for his change as he paid his cover charge. I must have described my spot quite well, because he came straight to me. As he did, we shook hands like long lost Army buddies and I bought him a beer. I on the other hand continued slamming Wild Turkey. 

Tess came over several times and happened to notice me drinking. I told her pretty much the same thing I told mark, when she gave a funny signal on top of the bar. After she gave the signal, I watched as Mark walked to the liquor well and sneakily poured liquor in a glass and splashed it with coke. 

Tess whispered to me explaining that all the girls have a hand signal for a drink. The owner allowed them to drink in moderation but not to order in front of customers, so that was their little way around it, plus all the girls really tipped out Mark at the end of the night substantially, so he didn't hesitate to take care of them.

At around 1:25AM, Tess came over to me, and I could tell she was getting a slight buzz. I on the other hand was getting pleasantly drunk. As she got to me, I said "Hey Baby, Tom here has been bragging on you all night, and was hoping he could see what the Gold Room was all about."

Tess smiled real big and jokingly said so that Tom could hear, "What are you my Gold Room pimp now?" We all laughed a good one, when she finally said "It's pretty late, but I suppose I could. By the way, in case he hasn't told you, he's my husband. But don't worry, he's my very cool and understanding husband. Not one time did he ever say I couldn't continue dancing."

Tom said, "That's great. You must really like it too though right?"

She smiled and said, "It keeps me in good shape, and until I graduate from college, it's the best money to be made. I was doing this when John and I met."

Tess and Tom were having such an in-depth conversation about mine and Tess's relationship, I began to wonder if Tom might eventually say, "Oh you two are too nice a couple for us to do this," and walk.

I finally asked Mark for another Wild Turkey double, and hopped off the stool and insinuated that I was making for the Gold Room. As I did, Tess took the queue and told Tom to go in and take his beer she would be in in a few minutes. The few minutes was always my time with Tess in the Owners Box. Oh how very different this time was though.

I left to go first, and hurried to get into the Owners Box, not more than 20 seconds after getting in, I watched from the two way mirror, as Tess led Tom in and sat him on the couch. I then heard her say, "I'll be right back. I'm just going to duck in the dressing room here and freshen up. Sit tight don't go anywhere."

Tom rather nervously said, "No problem, take your time, I'll be right here."

Tess then turned a in seconds entered the room. She looked so incredibly hot. I was so focused on everything about her, from her cute tanned feet, to her highly glossed lip stick, to her matching fingernail and toenail polish, her gorgeous tanned legs and sexy heels. She was stunning.

As soon as she got to me, unlike most times before when I'd say something cute to her, this time I said nothing. I just immediately pulled her dress up over her ass and as we kissed, I pushed her panties half way down her thighs. With in seconds I had my two middle fingers thrusting inside her and immediately began saying some pretty outlandish things. I had always said sexual innuendos in the past eluding to her fucking other men, but this time I was medicated with Wild Turkey, and was on the edge of hundreds of fantasies all culminating into this very real event.

I began saying things like, "Imagine he's eight inches deep inside you Baby. Imagine me watching him fuck your brains out as I stroke my cock. Dam it would be so erotic if you came all over him as he fucked you hard." 

She was intensely getting into what I was saying, twice as fast as other times we began like this. I was also fingering her with twice the purpose it seemed. Again, I didn't start with innuendos, I started with vivid talk of fucking a guy. 

This went on for a couple of minutes, when she grabbed my arm like she always did that last minute before having her magnum orgasm. It was at that point that I removed my fingers from her and began taking her panties completely off of her. She instantly looked at me and said, "John, my God I was so close. Why are you taking my panties off? I know you want me to tease you and we talked about playing around a little, but not here."

I quickly rebutted, "Baby, were the only ones left in this building, and it's just playing a bit. Just maybe let me watch him finger you. That would drive me out of my mind Baby. 

She nervously began biting her lip and fidgeting when she finally said, "We'll see. I don't know. I will make sure everyone out front is gone, but I'm not swearing to anything."

She wanted to put her panties back on either way, but I convinced her to go along with it. As she left the room, she apologized to him for keeping him waiting there for several minutes. Before going over to him, she told him "One sec," as she opened the door leading back into the club. She quickly trotted back into the Owners Box, ran over to me and said all the music is off and the lights are off on the far end, still though John I'm not sure if I can handle a guy fingering me where I work. I love you and will admit this has all been very exciting, but messing around at work wasn't what I had in mind when we talked about possibly experimenting. Just know, I can't promise anything. Besides, he's old enough to be my Grandpa."

I kind of chuckled and replied, "Just think, you'll be rocking your husbands world and an old mans at the same time."

She got on her tip toes, gave me a peck on the cheek and murmured, "This is crazy, this is crazy..."

She left the Owners box for the last time and had pulled her dress well down past her ass. I was wondering how she would dance or straddle him without it completely exposing her pussy. There was always a mix of very thumping dance music in the Gold Room, but this time I watched as Tess walked over and turned it down half way. You could still easily hear it, but it wasn't thumping like it normally was.

I think it was Tess making sure I could hear her if she needed me to. As Tess walked back towards him she began moving in such an incredibly sexy way. Just as she got in front of him, she dipped down kind of low as she took both hands up to her head pushing her hair around. She was putting about twice the amount of sexy in this particular dance than any other I had ever seen. 

She danced like this for about a minute, when suddenly she put her right knee down on the couch beside his legs, and slowly raised her left knee up and placed it to the right side of his legs. As she did this, her dress stretched and raised up exposing her crotch. Tess was moving in a very erotic humping motion with her tits in his face and her ass arched out towards me.

The view of her ass and pussy was unbelievable, especially the way she was grinding her hips. Tom had his hands on her waist as she moved in this sexual fucking motion. She continued this for about twenty seconds when Tom slowly slid his hands down her hips and completely on her ass. As she slowly grinded her ass in the most carnal fucking motion ever, Tom began kind of rhythmically squeezing and spreading her ass cheeks.

I wasn't sure how far it would go what so ever. I know that Tom was going for total intercourse, and Tess pretty much told me that she had a problem with him even fingering her. Already it had become so intense I was about to pass out. He continued squeezing at her ass for about a half a minute, when I watched him remove his right hand, slowly move it under Tess, and between her legs. I was in erotic shock as I watched.

Within seconds I watched as Tom's middle finger appeared over Tess's pussy. He fumbled for a second or two getting his finger between her pussy lips, but as soon as he hit her slick vagina, he slowly plunged his finger completely inside her. By this time, I had my pants half way down my thighs as I watched his soaked finger slowly fuck her beautiful pussy.

I had become on an erotic high. I remembered telling Tom the first night I met him that once he got his finger inside her, I would come out and see if I could take it to the next level. However, I hadn't counted on Tess being so adamant about not experimenting at work.

I sat watching and was engrossed in the most intense voyeuristic cock stroking episode of my life, but knew I had to do something. I was more sexually worked up than at any point in my life, which is probably why I insanely did what I was about to do.

I quickly pulled my pants back up with my cock facing straight up, barely getting my pants buttoned from it. I then walked out of the Owners Box, shirt still completely un-tucked and out of breath. Tess didn't immediately see me. I walked up behind her and she jumped as I startled her, uttering frantically, "Oh no, What Baby, what?"

Just as she got the last word out, I began kissing her from behind and squeezing her tits as I pulled her to me. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Tom was slowly unbuttoning and taking his pants down. Tess began mumbling as I continued kissing her, "John... Baby... Um... what are we doing? Is there something I need to know here?" I just kept kissing her saying nothing. I then took my right hand and pulled her face back towards me as I kissed her neck.

In doing this, I wanted a chance to see the full size of Tom's cock, while trying to shield Tess from seeing it. As he pushed his pants down just far enough to pull his cock out, I got a sinking feeling. Tom reached in and pulled out his erect penis, and if anything the photos he posted of himself didn't do it justice. It was incredibly thick, and had huge veins running all over it. The head of his cock was equally large and very prominent. As he got his cock completely out, he then scooted his pants down slightly more and reached in, pulling out his nuts and scrotum. Everything about his male genitals was oversized.

I then softly grabbed both sides of Tess's face and said, "Trust me Baby, just trust me... Will you trust me?"

She wrinkled her forehead in an exaggeratedly worried look and after a few seconds just nodded her head yes. As she did, I softly told her, "Just close your eyes Baby. It's okay... close your eyes." She hesitated for a brief second and then finally closed them.

As soon as she did, I knelt to one knee, and grabbed her ass cheeks in my hand. I glanced at Tom and gave a get ready look. I then leaned over slightly looking at Tess's pussy. I placed both hands on her beautiful ass with my thumbs on the outside edge of her pussy lips and spread them as far apart as they would go, which appeared half as wide as the head of his cock. As I did, Tom seen exactly what I was doing. He grabbed his cock with his right hand, and scooted further down. 

When the head of his cock was aimed directly at Tess's vaginal opening, I barely began pulling Tess towards the head of his cock. She sensed what I was doing as she consciously went with it. With in a second the head of his cock made contact with Tess's slick wet spread open vagina. Just as I could see that half the head of his cock was spreading her vaginal opening, I raised back up and moved her chin towards me and once again began kissing her from behind. 

As I did, I moved my hands to the top of her hips and slowly began to apply downward pressure. Immediately Tess began gasping with her mouth wide open. Her gasps were driving me crazy. I began applying more and more pressure. As I did, I began feeling Tom spread her ass cheeks. It wasn't until around the second minute of this that I slowly began to feel her moving her ass without me pressing down. They weren't long strokes, maybe only two to three inch strokes. 

As she began doing this I started hearing Tom moaning as loud as she was gasping. I then began whispering in her ear, "You like the size of his cock Baby? Is it filling you up?" Tess didn't say a word at first, she just continued to moan and forcefully exhale with every inward stroke of his thick cock. 

After a few seconds of me continually whispering in her ear, she began moaning and whispering, "Maybe we should get a condom..." As she began saying it, I once again began pushing at her hips. It was apparent that even after a minute or more she was still only taking about half if him inside her.

I began applying much more downward pressure on her. As I did, she began to wale and scream. Tom had also begin to upward thrust in unison with her downward movement as he had a firm grip on her ass cheeks . Around a half minute into this I could feel that Tess was taking him in completely, and there were much more long and full movements.

I began whispering into Tess ear once more saying, "I love watching you fuck Baby. I can't wait to watch him shoot his thick semen deep in your pussy. Do you want that? You want his all of his sperm in your pussy..? You want that? You want me to watch him fill you with cum? Do you want his semen inside you?"

After at least a minute of saying these type things, I one last time asked, "Do you want his sperm inside you?"

Up to this point she had only suggested perhaps a condom, but from out of the blue she strained trying to keep her voice down, yelping, "Do you want him to come inside me? You decided Honey. It's okay baby, I know it's what you want. I'm going to let him."

They continued fucking like wild when I grabbed her face and slowly pulled her back to me kissing her and murmuring, "When he starts to come force him all the way inside you." 

We began kissing wildly as she gasped and screamed. She finally uttered, "Okay." She then gave a half coherent smile and said, "I hope we don't regret this."

I once again knelt to one knee and my heart just about skipped a beat. I couldn't get over how stretched and intensely erotic it looked as the veins on his cock would slide and disappear inside her as she rode up and down on his thick cock. 

His cock was glistening and drenched with Tess, as she was taking his entire shaft with ease now. Just as I had originally feared, It was obvious that she was in a sexual trance from his size and with how it consumed her pussy. I had never heard her come close to the moaning and strained screams which were coming from her. It didn't make sense with how tight she was with me, but there she was moving her ass in unison with his upward thrusts. I couldn't imagine what this must have felt like for this guy as the head of his cock plowed through her petite vaginal canal. What an ego trip it must be to have a woman forcing the last inch of your cock into her vagina as she screamed.

Even the top of his scrotum was glistening with Tess's over abundance of vaginal juice. With every powerful and stretching stroke his nuts would draw tightly up into his sack, and I must say that every time they did I wondered how much sperm they had produced and how many millions would be swimming their way through Tess's cervix and filling her uterus. As I knelt there just a couple of feet from their sexual intercourse, I was finally able to see vividly what was causing the moans and screams. 

With every downward thrust from Tess, she would pause for just a split second and then forcefully flex downward to shove the last inch of his cock inside her. They were moving like a perfectly tuned machine. Basically he was maxed out inside her and she was having to put her body weigh into it to force the last inch into her. I could only imagine what the felt like on the head of his cock.

I watched this for a couple minutes more when I noticed Tess sharply and sporadically begin jerking her hips. She did this for about fifteen seconds all the while her screams became closer together and more vocal, when finally she violently jerked her hips downward two or three times and began straining intensely as she dug her fingernails into Tom's arms. Her entire body began to quake and jerk, when finally she let out the wildest pent up and strained gasp I had ever heard.

As she let out her possessed strained scream, I instantly began to see fluid running down Tom's cock and onto his nuts in rhythmic gushes. Tom immediately began groaning like he had just become possessed and simply shoved as hard and deeply as he could. He began moaning wildly saying, "Oh my God, Oh fuck, Keep coming baby, keep coming, Oh my God I've never felt anything like it... Oh fuck..." I knew he was feeling around his cock, the same thing I felt around my two fingers when Tess began to orgasm.

When she comes, not only does she have a real female ejaculation, her vagina begins to rhythmically constrict and pulse. It must have been sending this guy into completely uncharted levels of sexual feeling. 

After a minute into Tess having her orgasm, He then began straining wildly as he held Tess's ass, when he gave about five or six final thrusts, and went freakishly rigid. The way the veins were standing up on his neck and forehead, I thought he would have a stroke.

He held rigid like that for about six or seven seconds, holding his breath and straining forcefully to hold his cock in at its deepest, that he began to shake. After about that seventh second, he let out an animalistic roaring release. Every few seconds after that he would withdraw about an inch then strain once again with the same roar as he squeezed and pushed on Tess's ass.

Just a few times of him slamming that last inch inside Tess and holding it is all it took before thick semen began to appear between his nuts and the outside rim of Tess's pussy. Tess was like a rag doll with the fact that she was practically spent from all the physical straining she had put forth during her orgasm and the fact that he was violent shooting his seed as deep inside her as possible. I couldn't imagine what was going through her mind when that first shot of semen exploded point blank against her reproductive organs. It was surreal knowing she was being inseminated by another man, and that with every convulsive jolt from his cock, she was given millions of his sperm which she would be carrying inside her for days.

It seemed like it would never end. As he forcefully jerked and half thrust his hips, it became the most intensely erotic thing in the world to see how much of his semen was sticking and clinging between his nuts and Tess's ass and pussy. Every time he would shove inside her more semen would push from her. At one point as he began to wind down, Tess slowly began to raise up about five or six inches off his cock and then slowly glide back down onto him. 

This caused massive semen leakage which her tightly stretched pussy then acted as a squeegee as it swiped all the semen down to the base of his cock and then smashed between their gentiles. When Tess would slowly glide back down taking him effortlessly all the way inside her now, she began to slowly move her hips slightly back and forth with him fully inside her, something she could have never done before he shot his entire load inside her. As she did this it was driving him up the wall. Having just completely finished shooting every jet of his seed in Tess's vagina, the sensation of what she was doing was almost too much.

They sat there like that for several minutes, sometimes he would give a quick jolting short thrust, almost involuntary and as if trying to get that one last sperm inside her. Tess, when there was absolutely no ejaculation left in either of them, slowly began to come off of his cock. As she came completely off him I watched as his sloppy wet cock fell back against his stomach, and as her vagina remained gaped opened. I then watched as it slowly close back almost to it's original look, but what normally would be a small hole leading to her inner vagina, was now opaquely creamed and open the size of a nickel as she leaked.

However, I thought most of his semen got worked out of her as she slowly fucked him after his ejaculation, at least so much leaked from her I would have certainly thought so. But, as Tess raised up and got her balance on her high heel shoes, and the fact that her legs were half asleep for the position she maintained while they fucked, I watched a thick and stretched glob of semen drip and stretch from her pussy and down her inner right thigh. She didn't notice or feel it right away being that it was her exact body temperature having just exited her vagina.

But, when she began to fully get her balance and straighten her posture up, it released more of his seed from her and she began to feel it squishing between her thighs and seen some of it on the inside of her calf. I had actually brought Tess's panties out in my pocket. As she began for the Owners Box, I said I have your panties baby if that's what you were going for.

She smiled in an absolutely exhausted manor, grabbed them from me, as she stepped into them and pulled them tightly up to her pussy. She then looked at Tom as she scooted her dress down over her ass, and said "I don't want a tip, I don't want anything, It's just time for you to go. Just untwist the deadbolt out front, and you'll be able to get out."

Tom sensing that Tess might be feeling a sense of slight regret wasted no time leaving and did exactly what Tess told him. Tess then slowly walked to the couch and practically fell down and onto her back, putting her forearms over her eyes. She wasn't saying anything. For me this was bad because I still had lots of playing I still wanted to do, and was seemingly as if she was going through some deep regret.

Almost immediately, I walked to her and knelt to my knees beside the couch and lifted her arms from her face and said, "What's wrong Baby?"

She kind of canted her head slightly raising her eyebrows and replied ",I don't know John, where should I begin? By my count, we've just about wrecked every marriage vow there is. Let's see, I have another mans semen inside me right now, and as I was getting my brains screwed out my husband diligently watched. Umm, my husband also arranged to have a guy fuck the hell out of me whose dick was gigantic, Oh I don't know, maybe we'll find out I'm pregnant, How'd that be? Would that a huge turn on too?"

I'm sure she was trying to make a profound point, but the more she spoke of it, regardless of how condescending she made it sound, The more I began to again get incredibly aroused from it. I had been close to ejaculation a hundred times as I watched them fuck, but still hadn't came yet. My cock was leaking pre-seminal fluid like a drippy faucet as my nuts ached.

She continued to speak of it when I leaned down and began kissing her. As I did, I reached down and slid my left hand under the bottom of her dress and instantly I began to feel slickness between her thighs. My fingers finally made it to her panties, and I was floored with how they were already drenched with come. Her panties were a thin see-through material and as I stared I noticed that the crotch was already glistening with semen that had leaked into the crotch.

As I fingered her, It only took a few seconds before I effortlessly slid three of my fingers inside her warm vagina. I was so turned on by how she remained slightly stretched. I began fingering her wildly with all three fingers. The drenched sloppy sounds of her vaginal juice and his semen was mind blowing. 

After a very short time of doing this, I spun her around and pulled at her panties from both sides of her hips and within an instant had my pants off. The sight of his semen sticking in tiny white sticky streams from the crotch of her panties to her pussy and ass rendered me speechless. When I knelt back down, I held her legs by her ankles and had her completely spread eagle. As I did, I slowly leaned forward with both hands still on her ankles and touched the head of my cock to her pussy.

The warmth of her slightly gaped open vagina took my breath away. It's actually amazing some of the things running through my head at this very moment. I actually just paused, thinking that this was about to feel unlike any other time Tess and I had sex. Mentally it was going to feel quite different because I knew my cock was significantly less than Tom's, and for sure it would be different physically. After all this was the absolute first time my cock would enter Tess with her over flowing with another mans semen, not to mention that the cock that injected it into her had also stretched her somewhat.

Just as Tess asked, "What Honey? What's wrong?"

I very slowly began to lean into her vagina with my cock. I kept expecting it to firmly surround my cock but as I continued to push, I was effortlessly going inside her with all I had. Tess was still gasping, but I couldn't help wonder if perhaps some of it was just for show at this point. Before I knew it, I had pressed in with all my might and marveled at how different she felt. I'm not sure why, but that too turned me on in a wild way.

I began slamming myself against Tess, and she now seemed to be genuinely panting and yelping. It wasn't until I began rambling that she turned into an animal. I began repeating things like, "He really pumped you full of his come didn't he Baby? You liked his huge cock didn't you baby? We'll have to invite him over a few times a week to stretch your pussy Tess, and give you a fresh supply of his sperm." I was talking like the most foul mouthed porn producer on the planet... and it was driving her sexually insane.

The more I spoke, the wilder Tess got. Even she began saying things that started to drive me wild like, "Oh God yes Baby, I want him. It felt incredible when he exploded inside me." We were both feeding so intensely off of one another's verbal mind fuck, Tess finally came with me in her vagina for the first time. I would like to say that I let her get all the way through her orgasm, but I think I began to come the instant I felt her vagina rhythmically constrict. I think we both just about blacked out from the experience. 

We lay there like that for at least five minutes, not wanting it to end.

Tess and I finally made it back home that Sunday morning and through out the day, even after Tess took a shower, I would manage to slip my fingers in her pussy, and not sure if it was my imagination or not, but she always felt incredibly slick and slightly stretched. Without a doubt though towards the end of the week she and both were getting back to normal. We must have made love five times a day from Sunday to Wednesday. It was still very strong in our minds. But as the new weekend approached, we began to loose our sexual steam. In an phrase, we had fucked each other to exhaustion.

Over the next few weeks Tess and I had inadvertently discovered two things. One, we both had a strong sexual appetite for talking dirty to one another, and two, it made her strongly orgasm. With my work, I often found myself having to travel. Tess and I always took much advantage of my homecoming.

Once upon my return, I walked in the house and found her spread-eagle on the couch with her pussy soaking wet. A million things ran through my mind, but I couldn't help fantasize that she had just been fucked by someone. As she lay there, I threw my bags down and began taking my pants off as I walked closer when I seen her toy and some KY Intense lubricant on the floor by the leg of the coffee table.

I knew she was trying to say welcome home and giving me a treat like she had done once before, but I figured this time I would spice my fantasy up by saying "Did he just leave? Looks like he just got done fucking you."

She gave me a shocked look, but quickly deduced where I was taking it when she replied "Yes, I'm sorry baby. I didn't know you'd be home so soon. It was just some guy I brought home and fucked all night."

I quickly replied, "It doesn't look like he wore a condom."

She laughed and said, "I tried to make him, but he forced himself inside me. After a while, I gave up and I took his come inside me again and again." 

As she said it, I positioned my cock between her pussy lips and thrust with all my strength. As I did, I slammed all the way inside her with one forceful thrust. 

Tess screamed and began talking completely out of her head. She began with, "Oh yeah baby. I didn't mean to fuck him honey. I just thought you'd like it and I really wanted to be fucked."

At this point I wasn't sure if she was still teasing me or not. Either way though, it was driving me erotically insane. I began asking "How many times did he come in you?"

She gasped and replied "Three times since last night. I begged him to come inside me."

As she continued repeating that, I began the strongest orgasm of my life up to this moment. The full body orgasm wouldn't stop.

I think it freaked Tess out as she said half way through it, "Oh my God, baby."

I gasped "It's okay, it's okay honey. It's okay."

Tess lit up as I completely finished saying, "John, I've never seen you carry on like that. You were straining so hard honey." She continued "I was just trying to get you worked up baby, but Wow."

After several minutes of catching my breath, I confessed "Damn, even though I knew it wasn't true, what you were saying drove me insane. I've never came so hard in my life, but I guess I'm glad none of it's true. Is it?"

She laughed pulling me deep inside her and said, "Of course it's not true sweetheart, I was just trying to talk dirty. See, it doesn't just work on me, it works on you too."

I then replied "Yes, but it's pretty unusual what turns us on, isn't it? I never dreamed I would watch my wife fuck a guy, not to mention take his semen inside her."

She giggled and said with a joking wide eyed expression, "Yes silly, it turns us on because it's so taboo and wrong, you know, forbidden fruit. We stumbled into things with that guy Tom, and didn't have time to think it through, or at least I hope that wasn't some planned thing."

I quickly replied, "Oh no, that just happened, but you have to admit it was something that neither of us ran from."

She looked at me as she grabbed both sides of my face and said, "I love you more than you know. I would never hurt you. I would kill myself before I did anything you didn't approve of." She then giggled and said "Just be careful how much you approve of. We just have to be smarter than our fantasies."

I quickly agreed.

Months went by and I purposely shied away from some of the things we had been doing. I made it a point to try to have as normal sexual encounters with Tess as possible. There was no doubt it was becoming mundane, but she stayed with it, continuing to tell me how much she loved me, etc.

The problem was, she hadn't gone orgasmic since the last time we spoke like porn stars. In fact she began to withdraw slightly, not dramatically, but I could tell it became just intercourse.

A few weeks later the 4th of July roll around and we found ourselves at a huge party in the neighborhood. Tess and I both got quite drunk, which if we hadn't who knows. At this party, we were the brag of the group "Oh what a beautiful couple, A match made in heaven, you two were meant for each other, etc."

It wasn't until around one in the morning on the 5th that I began to think we should get back to the house. Tess was ready to fall over. There were only about five people still outside when I told three guy's perhaps nineteen or twenty "Tell Ron and Sharon thanks for a great party."

As I said it, one of the young men pressed a button on a CD boom box and said "Please one dance Tess?"

Now like I had said before, Tess was hammered and this guy was perhaps a sophomore in college. Not a big deal in that Tess was twenty five, but there is a huge difference between a nineteen year old and a twenty five year old in maturity alone, not to mention there was a lot of alcohol playing into it.

Tess began to giggle and say "No I have to go, it's late."

As we walked, he continued to follow us into a corridor on the side of the house as we walked toward our home, when in his drunkenness he playfully grabbed Tess by the waist and said "Don't go, don't go, stay a while longer."

Without fail I would always manage to get Tess worked up with the raunchiest talk imaginable. The one thing I began to notice was that she began giving back the same caliber erotic talk. About two weeks after our original encounter with Tom, Tess began to almost surpass my erotic speak with her own.

One evening as we played around in the living room, we began our little escapade much as we always did when Tess shocked the hell out of me. She leaned back on the couch and began thrusting her hips against my fingers, when she said panting "What if you came home one evening and found a guy fucking me right here as you walked in?"

Totally caught off guard, I replied, "Oh shit, I don't know."

She continued panting and really fucking my fingers asking "What if I had one guy inside me and another guy in my mouth?"

I was so shocked and turned on at the same time, I just went with it. I began asking, "Then what?"

She began, "You'd be standing in the kitchen watching as the guy fucking me shot his semen deep inside me." She continued as she began to stare at me with her beautiful eyes and mischievous grin, "That would turn the guy on in my mouth so much, he would push his dick into my throat and as he came I would swallow it."

As she was saying it, I positioned myself against her pussy and said, "Wow, I'm not sure I could handle that right away as I slowly pushed inside her." I very slowly began pushing inside her and began to notice that she thought she might have went too far with it. I was almost afraid to let her know what a huge turn on it was, because up to this point, she was wanting to please me so much, I couldn't tell how much was just fantasy and how much was a possibility.

Tess began to say "You know I'm only trying to turn you on don't you? It's just fantasy sweetheart."

I didn't say anything right away, and she continued to slightly moan, but with a slightly worried look.

As I got all the way inside her, I leaned down and we began to wildly kiss when I leaned over to her ear and said, "Just don't miss any birth-control pills."

She then gave a mouth half opened surprised grin saying, "Okay. It's just fantasy though remember."

I replied "I know, but, well."

She began pulling me deep inside her and spreading wide when she said, "Just tell me what you want, you know you want to tell me."

That too was a serious curve ball in that I had no idea what she thought I was about to say. Not having a clue, I began probing saying, "You know what I want honey."

She replied "Yes, but I want to hear you say it."

Still not knowing absolutely, I asked "When are we going to do it? I want it to be soon." In my mind, I knew she figured I was going to say I wanted her to fuck Tom again, and she was ready to say yes, but didn't want to be the one to say it.

I repeated it asking, "When are we going to do it?"

Just as the last word left my mouth, she replied "I don't know."

By this time, I was so turned on, and my curiosity was so peaked, I didn't really care what she was talking about. She obviously though what ever it was, it was something I really wanted. Dieing to know, I said "I don't know, other people manage to make it happen, why can't we. We'll just get online and make it happen." I continued, still thinking we were talking about finding a guy asking "Are you sure you're okay with it?"

She absolute blew my mind when she replied, "I guess I am, one guy, three guys, five guys, what would it really matter at that point as long as it turns you on?"