After our initial meeting with Rick I knew I wanted him more than ever. With my husband Tom’s okay I invited Rick over to our house for drinks the following evening. Admittedly I was a nervous wreck all day, my body said yes but my conscience kept saying no. I finally told myself that nothing was wrong with seeing where this might develop. I took a nice hot bath to clear my mind. I decided on a powder blue tight blouse that’s showed off my cleavage nicely along with a dark blue above the knee flared skirt and 4” pumps. My lingerie consisted of a black lace half cup bra with matching bikini panties and a garter belt with off black stockings. My husband was like a little puppy eagerly watching me dress for my date. I knew I was ready.
My heart skipped a beat when the doorbell rang. I met Rick at the door with a warm welcome kiss and held onto his arm as I walked him in. I hoped that would make him more at ease. We sat closely on the couch as Tom sat opposite us on the chair across the room as we chatted. Rick put his arm around me as I put my head on his shoulder. As Tom was making drinks in the kitchen Rick and I started to make out and explore each others bodies. When Tom returned we were locked in a very tight embrace. Tom put down our drinks and soon left the room.
After awhile of hot kissing and fondling I took Rick’s hand and walked him to our bedroom. As Tom was in our family room reading he noticed us go to the bedroom as we walked by. We both slowly undressed Rick being naked and me with only my garter belt, stockings and heels. We coupled soon after in what seemed like hours.
Rick stayed the night and we made love two more times before he left that morning. Tom wanted to hear everything in detail and I obliged him, his quick spurting told me how he felt. I discovered at that moment Tom was going to be my cuckold hubby. Since that night I have been with Rick three more times and plan to continue seeing him as well as other men.
I have started to be more forceful in making Tom my cuckold by now placing him in chastity whenever I’m with Rick.
I agree that kissing is wonderful. My wife kissing another man is something that shows how much she is enjoying him. Kissing is so intimate. Sitting across from ones wife and her lover, seeing them kissing deeply, really causes the husband to feel left out and jealous; but, at the same time it causes him intense excitment. I especially get effected seeing my wife in her bra and panties and heels, he lover naked, and my wife and him, kissing deeply. The jealousy just runs thru me, and back to my penis, causing an erection. On one ocassion, after her panties came off, I picked up her panties from the edge of the bed, and smelled them, as I jerked off. I felt so stupid and leftout and so turned-on. as soon as I climaxed, I was hard again. And jealous again. I am new at this but already I see her lover kissing my wife better than I ever did. I feel so inadequet as I watch, and I have even cried, although they just ignored me, but still I jerked off. And seeing my wife with a larger man, I mean a larger penis, has me very envious of him. For years my wife told me that size does not matter but now I see, first hand, what is really true. I can easily see how enjoyable kissing is to my wife, all the while knowing that a large man will soon be filling her deep inside. I am lucky to watch even if it hurts!!!!
From woman to woman, I am very pleased to hear about your story and somewhat proud of others that take s step in this lifestyle. What I find interesting and exciting is the fondling and kissing beforehand. Of course it is pleasurable. But let’s not forget the importance of learning each others’ individual rhythms and motions. How one man makes love can be completely different to how other men make love, which creates the excitement and the feeling of “newness” which is refreshing and liberating, especially after so many years of “monogamous” marriage. I am sure you will agree with me that these experiences/episodes makes it difficult (at least in the short term) to return to being monogamous with husband. Not meaning to be dirty, but sex out side the marriage leaves me with an uplifting sense of relief and contentment, especially since I no longer have to cheat to fulfill certain things that marriage “should have” fulfilled. This doesn’t mean I will have sex with any random guy. But instead look and develop purposeful “special friendships” to fill the gaps, with such men like your Rick. And to your last comment, the lifestyle has created a power shift within our marriage. Without looking for it, my husband is giving me the upper hand with most things now, which is much appreciated.
We await more info on your experiences and how you intergrate your “special friendships” into marriage. We can help each other.