Story -- Fantasy Becomes Reality

I couldn't believe how quickly things were moving, but they were. I now found myself sitting on my bed in our bedroom staring at our closed bathroom door, waiting for Candace to emerge. Beside me on the bed sat our laptop computer. I glanced over it at one more time, still trying to register if I was dreaming or if this was still real. With a mixture of anxiety, horror, and arousal I saw the Yahoo IM box still there, the cursor blinking on and off next to the last message Candace had typed on the machine "God...Okay! That sounds good. I'll see you there at 9pm. I can't wait!" Shortly after I'd watched my wife type it she'd kissed my cheek excitedly and bounded into the bathroom like a giddy schoolgirl, closing and locking the door behind her.

It had all started a few months ago when I'd finally admitted my fantasy of seeing her with another man. As I expected she'd been irate, and for a few nights hadn't spoken to me. Finally I apologized to her, and told her I'd never think about it again. She'd accepted my apology sheepishly, and then admitted she'd overreacted, "It was just a fantasy after all...I shouldn't be mad about things that turn you on...you can't help that," she'd admitted. That night as we were having sex she looked at me as she rode on top, "So you'd really like to see me on top of another guy like this?" I was amazed she'd brought it up again, and I admitted, "Yes baby I would..." At my words I watched my wife close her eyes and bite her lip, she started to cum without me even touching her clit which was unusual. Seeming a little embarrassed she got off of me after her orgasm ended and went to sleep. I tried to talk to her, but she obviously didn't want to address what had just turned her on so much.

A few days later she surprised me one night by suggesting a photo session which she knew I always loved. She put on a sheer baby doll nighty, black thong and heels and let me position her in any way I wanted for some of the hottest pictures she'd ever let me take. Her new tits showed well through the sheer mesh, and she seemed to love the attention of the camera. It took every ounce of self restraint I had to keep myself behind the camera and not tackling her and fucking her brains out. After we finally finished the photo session and made passionate love we laid in bed in silence. Candace suddenly broke it, "What do you do with the pictures?" I stammered nervously, "Nothing honey...I just like to look at them every once in a while and see how beautiful you are..." She pondered that, and then nervously blurted out, "You've never....shown anyone those pictures before have you? Like online?" My eyes grew wide and I tried to find words, "No honey! Of course not!" I lied to her trying to hide my deception. "Thank god..." she said buying my lie. After uncomfortable silence, I pushed my luck, "I sometimes thought about putting an edited picture of you on a local personals site to see if any guys were interested in you...I'd never have shown your face or anything...but it was all part of that stupid fantasy I used to have..." Candace let out a nervous laugh, "I'm sure no one would have responded..." I looked at her incredulously, "Are you kidding me? It would have been a storm of replies!" She just blew my comment off with a sigh, then quietly asked, "Would that still turn you on?" My words caught in my throat as I tried to figure out how to answer, "Uhhh...god...I don't know honey...I don't want to make you uncomfortable or disrespect your wishes..." Candace sat silently for a bit, "I mean...I guess if you could photoshop my face out so no one would know it was me...it might be hot to see if other guys find me attractive..."

Before I knew it I was sitting at my computer with Candace looking over my shoulder. In the text box of the WifeLovers.Com forum she'd had me type in, "I've always fantasized about seeing my wife with another man. Here are a few pictures of her. Email me and let me know what you think!" Below it was a picture of Candace standing in her sheer nighty, her eyes blacked out to mask her face. "Are you sure you want me to push the 'Post' button?" I asked one last time as I looked back at her. Her tits glowed bluish white from the monitor through her black mesh babydoll and I could see her nipples were hard. She looked silently on for a minute, and then said, "God...okay go ahead..." We both stood in silence as I clicked the mouse and the screen was redrawn. There was Candace, nearly nude for anyone to see under a post requesting other men to be with her. Yes, her eyes were blacked out and it was unlikely the casual passerby would know who she was, but the reality of it sunk in like a rock as we both stared at it. Finally Candace let out a nervous giggle, "My god...how long do you think it will be before anyone responds?"

The first email of many came less than a minute later. For the next two hours we watched as email after email trickled in. Candace rolled her eyes and acted sickened by the first few, with their lame come-ons and grossly over aggressive sexual responses, but I could tell she was a little excited and anxious for each additional email screaming about how sexy some stranger across the country thought she was. "God I'd love to fuck her!", "Just send her my way and I'll have her addicted to cock in no time!!!", "Where are you guys located? I'll be there next week if you'll just tell me!" Before long she had pushed me out of the chair and taken control of the mouse, clicking through the emails and giggling and sighing with feigned disgust, occasionally looking at me to see if I could believe what some of these guys were saying. I just shrugged as if i were expecting it and she went on to open the next email.

At that point, time seemed to freeze. There on the screen was an enormous cock, and Candace gasped as she saw it, "OH MY GOD!" Underneath were the words, "Would she enjoy this?" The way she just stared at the picture with her mouth open in disbelief answered that question in my mind, and I couldn't blame her. It appeared to dwarf anything I had to offer. Finally she spoke up, "Oh my god that CAN'T be real..." I nodded, but looked at the pic and saw that it was large, but not as big as many that were on the net, "No honey, that's probably real..." She just stared at me incredulously, "He must be the biggest guy ever!" I chuckled a little, "I don't know honey...maybe...I think he's just a little above average..." She again stared at me incredulously, "Average??? What are you then?" I stammered, "I don't know honey, I guess I'm about average..." She cut me off, "Okay, whatever...I can't believe a guy would send that!" With that she continued giggling and clicking through the emails, but I could tell she was repositioning herself in her seat regularly as she read the obscene and complimentary messages. Soon another picture popped up in an email of yet another erect cock. I couldn't help but notice Candace involuntarily whetting her lips as she stared at the screen. This cock was even bigger than the last one, and the thick veins of its shaft stood out in the shot. I tried to break the silent discomfort, "See I told you that other one wasn't all that big..." She just stared and interrupted, "So you're telling me that most guys are actually THIS big??" I stammered, "...I don't know about MOST...but its not like its insanely rare to be bigger than...well...mine..." Candace careless blurted out with a giggle, "From what I'm seeing so far its FAR from rare..." Seeing a bit of hurt in my eyes she tried to recant, "No honey I didn't mean it like that its just that..."

She was interrupted by a familiar sound on the computer's speakers; a series of rising pitched bells. There on the screen was an instant message from the email address of the picture Candace was looking at "hung4urWife".

hung4urWife: You there?

We just looked at each other not sure what to do. Finally Candace said, "Do you want to answer him???" laughing at how ridiculous the whole situation was. Finally after thinking I answered, "He doesn't want to talk to me...he's replying about your pics! You talk to him!" Candace looked at me laughing, 'What do I say?!?" I could only respond with, "I dunno...'Hi' I guess..." Candace sighed, and typed.

banks559: Hi

hung4urWife: Is that really your wife??

Candace laughed, "How do I answer that!?" "Just tell the truth I guess," I replied suddenly feeling very aroused by the situation. I couldn't tell for sure but I thought Candace might be too. Suddenly she giggled, "I know how..."

banks556: Is that really your cock??

hung4urWife: of course it is...I'll show you on cam if you want but I'm not really into doing that for dudes. Now answer my question cuck...

Candace gasped, "Oh my god...this guy's sick!" but I could tell by the wondering smile on her face she didn't fully believe that. "What's a cuck?" she continued, "Is that a typo?" I played stupid, "I don't know honey...probably..." She looked at me, "Should I tell him it's me?" I started at the screen, "I-I guess so..." feeling my dick growing hard in my pants again.

banks559: Yes that's me...

hung4urWife: Oh I'm so sorry sweetheart...I thought this was your little hubby! I hope you don't mind me saying so, but you are stunning!

I saw Candace smirk a little at the compliment, but reply quickly:

banks559: That's okay...thank you I guess

hung4urWife: So what did you think of MY picture sweetheart?

Candace giggled to me, "God I don't think I can answer these questions!!" I let out a nervous giggle gulping hard, "Yeah, it's a little wierd...we can just get offline and check the rest of our emails in the morning if you want." She kinda smiled, not looking at me, "No its okay...I want to see what he has to say..."

banks559: LOL...I guess it was pretty...big...

hung4urWife: Glad you liked it...Tell me something, is it bigger than his?

Candace glanced at me sideways with a quick giggle, "What should I say honey?" I blushed a little, "I dunno honey, I guess just be honest with him about it..." With that she quickly typed.

banks559: YES!

She let out a little more of a giggle as she hit 'enter'. I started at her callous reply, "Geez...you didn't have to be THAT honest..." I muttered. She looked at my sympathetically, "Oh honey, its just for fun right? I'm just playing around..." I replied, 'Yeah I guess..."

hung4urWife: I had a feeling. He sounds kinda tiny. Judging by your pictures you deserve a lot more than what he can give you, don't you think?

banks559: I dunno...I guess more would be fun...

I looked incredulously at her quick reply, "You really think that?" Candace stammered for a minute, "I don't know honey...I guess I'm just kind of playing along. That's what you want right?"

hung4urWife: Believe me, you have no idea what you're missing. Have you been with a guy as big as me?

Candace bit her lip and glanced at me again before typing:

banks559: I'd rather not talk about that right now....

I couldn't believe her response, "Wait a minute, you told me you didn't really remember how big the other guys are!? Now you're telling some stranger you do!? And they were as big as that!?" Candace let a sheepish grin cross her face, but before she could respond she was interrupted by another 'ding'.

hung4urWife: Why not?? Oh wait...is your hubby there???

banks559: Yes he's sitting here with me...

hung4urWife: LOL...afraid to hurt his feelings huh? Well don't worry that will change...it always does with the hotwives. I tell you what, why don't you have your cucky eat you out for little bit while us adults talk?

Candace laughed with surprise at his comment, "Oh my god! That's a little crazy! I can't believe he'd say that honey I'm sorry..." I blushed a little, sheepishly answering, "Its okay honey, its just some of these guy's style I guess." She answered after a short pause with a tiny little smile on her face, "I'd never ask you to do something like that...I mean...unless of course you like, wanted to." I stared at her incredulously. She was taking to this fantasy way too fast. "Honey, we just had sex a little bit ago and you came twice...you really want to cum again??" I replied trying to slow things down. She rolled her eyes, then caught herself and tried to soften her tone, "Well honey, I mean, I may not have quite cum as much as it sounded like I did. I just wanted you to be happy. I think I still have...more to go." I couldn't believe my ears, "You mean you FAKED it!?" Candace threw her head back in a playful, but not malevolent laugh trying to ease my mind, "No, no, no baby. Not really like FAKED it...I just may have made it seem like I had more of an orgasm than I had...I mean...I kind of orgasmed...the second time..." I just stared stunned, "Seriously?" She tried to calm me down and coddle me, "Ohhhh honey I don't mean it like that! You were great, seriously," she said stroking my hand,"Look this might have been a bad idea...lets just go to bed."

I sighed, my mind racing with a mixture of feelings but knowing I wanted to continue this deep down, "No, no, sweetheart its okay. If you want...go ahead and take off your panties...." She giggled, "Are you serious? You really want to do this...with...me talking to some guy?" I looked into her dark deep blue eyes, 'Y-yes honey, its okay...it'll be fun right?" In response she just let out a nervous giggle, bit her lower lip, leaned back in the chair and lifted up her long slender legs to her chest and pulled her panties under her small tight little ass. I could see her labia between her legs and they looked swollen and wet as she put her feet in my face asking without words for me to pull the thong over her feet and remove them completely. There was no hiding how soaked the panties were as I pulled them from my wife's feet. She stared up at me with a mischievous smile and spread her legs wide, "Well?"

I tried to give her a nervous smile and got under the tall table the laptop was sitting on, kneeling between my wife's legs. She turned back to the computer and all I could see was her pussy in front of me sitting on the chair. She scooted up her hips to the edge of the chair and opened her legs as I heard the typing above my head start up again. I leaned in and began to kiss my wife's labia, smelling the deliciously musty juices that were coating the swollen lips. I then pressed my tongue between her labia and began to lick her pussy immediately seeing how very wet she was. She let out a coo above me as the typing continued and I continued to slide my tongue between her slit and around her button like clit sucking it gently. "That's it baby, you're soooo good at that" she cooed down to me. I continued in my duty as she typed and flirted with another man over the internet. As I lapped at her pussy I heard my wife let out a small giggle, "Sorry honey did I tickle you?" I said up to her stopping for a moment. "No, no honey," she said a little sharply, "Keep going please..." I went back to my work and a few moments later heard another giggle, "Are you sure I'm not tickling you?" She sighed with frustration, "He just said something funny okay? Now don't stop!" I kept licking her, the moistness of her pussy seeming to get wetter and more slimy. I felt my cock stiffening and a desire to touch it as I licked while my wife talked to another man, "Candace...is it okay if I...you know...jerk off a little?" I said nervously. I've never done anything like that in front of her. I could hear her laugh and then more typing, "Let me ask...he says its okay...please don't stop doing that it was feeling really good!" she giggled again.

My mind raced as I wondered what she was saying to him and what he could possibly be saying to her as I began to masturbate. She began to pant as she typed and I licked, "Honey can you put your fingers in me?" she cooed with intensity. I complied continuing to stroke myself as my fingers slid into her. "One more baby...please..." she cooed again as her legs lifted slighting and spread wider. I could hear her typing furiously as I added a third finger into her sopping wet cunt. Suddenly her hips bucked and she grabbed my head as her back arched, "OH GOD!" Her legs squeezed around my head as she held me to her cunt forcing me to keep licking and after a few minutes let go, breathing heavily. I heard her click the window on her computer screen closed before I came up. She smiled at me and I looked to catch a glimpse of their conversation only to see it had been closed. Candace kissed me passionately, something she didn't normally do after I'd eaten her and sighed, "God baby that was soooo much fun...thank you!" as she headed towards the bedroom.

At the time I'd been left with so many questions, so many feelings, but all I could get from Candace was a "thank you". Over the course of the next month it only accelerated and brought us to this point. The fantasy hadn't stayed in the bounds of an internet chat, it was now full blown and getting dressed in a sexy outfit in my bathroom. I was no longer sure this is what I really wanted, but the time for that thought was long gone. My wife was about to meet another guy, and she was extremely excited about it. Suddenly I heard the knob to the bathroom door start to unlock and turn. The door creaked open and there stood my wife. My eyes opened wide and my mouth dropped as I saw her sexy form standing before me. "Well what do you think honey? Do you think he'll like it?" she said as she ran her hands down her thighs, "God I can't believe we're about to do this..." I could only stare as the sexual tension inside me elevated to a fevered pitch. My wife was going to fuck another man...and it was all my fault!

To be Continued...

yum! I am hungry myself.

great story

really grreat story -well told

Very nice please continue

hornyhubby28

Very hot and very well written.

Thank you, I look forward to readig more.

GH

wet panties! x

if its true you got any pics to back it up???

I don't know if it's true or not, but does it really matter, it's a pretty good start to a story and it turned me on.
The truth is a 3 edged sword

Great so far, I can't wait to hear more!

Thanks to the author! What a wonderfully written story. I do not doubt a second that this is a true story, how else can one capture the sexual tension the way described here? I recognize a lot in this story.

Candace offered me a shy and nervous smile as she stood there in the doorway. The 5'6" slender mother of my children stared at me with a mixture of excitement and anxiousness. Her sandy blonde hair draped smoothly like silk around her smokey doe-like eyes. She was wearing more eyeshadow than normal and her lashes looked dark and long around her crystal blue eyes. She lightly bit her bottom lip which was a dark shade crimson punctuated with a slightly darker lip liner as she nervously looked at the ground. It was obvious she'd spent a lot of time perfecting her makeup to a subtle mixture of class and sexuality. I traced the path of her eyes, catching the large silver earrings dangling on either side of her lovely face. Hanging around her slender neck was her small silver cross necklace that hung just over the the subtly raised mounds of her breasts. Her lovely 34C cup breasts held up firm under a low cut strapless dress which seemed to just barely cover her nipples while somehow perfectly showing off her cleavage with class. I couldn't help but remember how surprised I was when she'd asked for the implants after breastfeeding had devastated them, and how amazingly they had turned out after the surgery. She had been even happier than I with the results and they were now on full and glorious display perfectly filling the fabric of her dress with tasteful perfection. The tiny cocktail dress was a shimmery black which almost looked silver as the light danced on the fold of the fabric as it clung tightly to her slim belly and hips. Her french manicured fingernails smoothed the hem of the dress on her thighs, tugging at it to keep from riding up over her tight little ass. Her long slender legs shot explosively from the bottom of the short skirt, her thighs taught from years of running. They ended in a pair of tall silver heels, her french manicured toes peeking out under the thin straps. The tendons of her feet and calves forced taught under her smooth skin by the height giving shoes. She gently ran her index finger over her ear, pulling back a lock of her golden hair behind it. She didn't look like a married mother of two, but like a classy sex-kitten ready to take on the town.

My eyes were wide with amazement and how hot my wife looked, "My god Candace you look amazing!" I stood up and went to embrace her. I could feel myself getting erect just seeing my wife look this attractive. I wanted her so badly and wrapped my arms around my wife's waist and began to kiss her neck. Candace giggled a little politely, but then I felt her arms pushing me away, "H-honey, come on. Remember, Tony said you might do this at first and I promised him you could behave. Don't make me regret not getting you that cage thingy he talked about okay?" I looked at her a little incredulously but continuing to gently try to pull her to me, "Come on honey, I can't kiss my wife when she looks as beautiful as this?" Still she pushed gently against me, "Troy, I thought this is what we.......you wanted? I thought this is what we'd agreed to? Don't ruin it now okay, we're so close to getting to fulfill your fantasy." I pressed more, "I know baby, but you just look...god...like a dream!" She giggled, but wrestled away, "I guess maybe it would help you if you remember that I'm looking like 'a dream' for someone else other than you tonight okay?" I swallowed hard as I heard her words. This was really going to happen. It wasn't a fantasy that I could turn off as soon as I came like it had been for so long.

Candace could see the sting in my eyes. Soothingly she said, "Oh Troy, don't act hurt. I wasn't trying to be mean...its just...well...I mean that's kind of what this is about right? Me and...him." I replied sheepishly, "Yeah I know." Candace came over and kissed my cheek, "If you don't think you're ready maybe you should stay home and I'll just go and we can talk about it all later." The thought turned my stomach. I wanted to be there, I wanted to see this if it happened, I wanted to be there to protect her if she needed it. Still a part of my brain was screaming, "No I don't want EITHER of us to go!" but the words wouldn't come out. I'd started this and I could tell from the look in her eyes it wouldn't be fair for me to rip it away from her now. Finally I let out a half-hearted, "No, no...I'm ready honey I swear." She studied me with her eyes as if to gauge how honest as was being. Finally I saw the look of schoolgirl giddiness cross back over her face. Finally she spoke, "I love you so much...now I really think we should go...he's going to be there in 20 minutes!" I stood with her, "I love you too.." and leaned into kiss her gorgeous pouting lips. She turned her cheek quickly, "On the cheek okay honey. I don't want you to mess them up for him..." I watched as she walked out of the room, her hips swaying back and forth like a hypnotic dream as she walked on her tall heels. I felt a lump in my throat as I realized it was a dream meant for another man.

The babysitter soon arrived and Candace gave her some basic instructions on caring for the already sleeping children. I barely paid attention, my mind filled with such an intense mixture of emotions. There was an uncomfortable silence as we got in the car and started driving towards the upscale bar we'd arranged to meet this strange man at. Candace had talked to a lot of different men online since our first night with this fantasy, but this one had really caught her eye. His pictures showed a very attractive late 30s man who obviously worked out a significant amount. He obviously was very professional and well kept, and he had a personality that Candace seemed to really enjoy. Quite frankly I'd watched as he'd swept my wife off her feet online and it made me more than a little nervous, even while arousing me like nothing ever had before. Sometimes while she giggled with him online it I felt like she'd almost forgotten I was under the desk licking her swollen and moist labia. What seemed to peak her curiousity the most was when he'd sent over a picture of himself fully nude. His body was in much better shape than mine, with a light masculine down on his chest, ripped abdominal muscles and taught thighs and legs. But what seemed to fascinate Candace most was not his body, but what hung between his legs. His cock looked like a small baby arm dangling as he smiled at the camera. Candace had gasped at its size and I'd felt grossly inadequate after seeing it. I'd certainly seen bigger in the videos I'd watched over the years, but I could certainly understand my wife's fascination. He dwarfed mine. I glanced over at the passenger seat with this in mind, noticing the slight smile on my wife's face as she stared at the road I had a feeling that was likely what she was thinking of right this minute.

Her dress had slid up her thigh to an impossibly high and revealing point as she sat in the seat. I put my hand on her knee, and smiled at her lovingly, "You know if you're nervous about this we can just go out to another bar, have a night with just us and roleplay it when we get home. Would that be better?" Half my mind hoped she'd agree while the other half raced with desire for my fantasy to finally come true. Candace sighed in thought, "No honey...I'm ready for this. I kind of...want it now. Is that bad?" My heart sunk a little even as blood rushed to my groin, "N-no honey. That's good. I want you to enjoy yourself and have fun. You deserve it so much." She smiled at me appreciatively and rearranged her legs causing me to remove my hand and put it back on the console.

My heart raced. I was pulling into the parking lot of the arranged place. The upscale exterior of white limestone was lit with torches and decorated with dark wood. I scanned the high dollar vehicles wondering which one belonged to this guy. I pulled into a spot and shut off the engine. We looked at each other nervously then Candace got out of the car. I watched her tight little ass as she lifted herself to her feet then followed suit. I sighed deeply as I got out of the car, my stomach full of butterflies. I was sure Candace's was as well. I watched as her gorgeous figure walked around the car and started to follow her. She turned suddenly and looked into my eyes, grabbing my hand tightly, "Troy, I just want you to know whatever happens...tonight...I love you so very much and nothing will change that. Okay?" I looked at her with a small nervous lump in my throat croaking out, "I-I know honey...I love you so much too. Just don't do anything that makes you uncomfortable okay?" She just smiled in response and let go of my hand turning and walking towards the door. I watched the bouncers look her up and down with enjoyment as she walked a few feet in front of me, her ass barely covered by the thin fabric and her heels clicking with purposeful steps. As we entered into the dark club I knew my life was about to change for good.

To be continued...

Powerful story! Can't wait for more.

GREAT STORY MAN!
So hot!
Can´t wait for more

hornyhubby28:

Your story is so exciting and packed with detail that it makes my mouth water!

She's a VERY sexy woman who could have any cock she wants.

Thanks for sharing, I look forward to your next posting!

Can't wait to hear the rest of the story.
Sissy Cynthia

The bar was dimly lit as we walked in. Modern music played on the stereo speakers throughout the lounge, but it wasn't so loud that you couldn't have a conversation with the person next to you. I tried to stay behind Candace, but her pace had quickened and she slipped easily through the crowd of people as guys looked her over in awe and then allowed her to pass. My heart seemed to race faster as she walked, and felt as if it was pounding against my ribcage as I saw her walking towards a corner table where a well sculpted figure sat in the shadows. I thought back to the pictures Candace had shown me of him as she fawned like a giddy schoolgirl. He'd told Candace he was a 36 year old lawyer in town working at a medium sized practice. The pictures showed that on top of the successful career her had short well groomed dark hair, a fetching affable smile, and a tanned complexion. His shoulders were broad, and his thick arms, pectorals, and abs showed he worked out a lot more than I had been. He wasn't a muscle bound monster, but he was in the kind of shape I could only hope to be in and part of me knew what had Candace so intrigued. Privately I'd suspected and hoped he was making it up, that these were just pictures some fat slob had found on the web and was sending to my wife to convince her to meet him. To my dismay, as he stepped towards my wife from the shadow of the corner booth I saw the smiling face from the pictures staring at my wife with a welcoming look and muscular arms extended to hug her. He was wearing tailored black slacks and a dark button up shirt that hugged his chest. He was definitely dressed to go out and pick up any girl he wanted. The problem was, he wanted my wife. My fear grew deeper as I realized that if his clothed pics were real, then his unclothed pics (which had almost caused Candace to orgasm so hard she broke my nose when she first saw them) must be too...

The thought was interrupted as he opened up his arms towards my wife inviting her for a hug like she was an old friend. Candace hesitated at first, not sure what to do, but to my surprise stepped into his embrace lifting her arms to hug around his neck. His strong arms wrapped low around my wife's waist, his palms rubbing around the small of her back as their bodies pressed together. I swallowed hard knowing the perky tits I'd purchased for my wife were now pressed against another man's chiseled chest. I saw him glance at me dismissively over her shoulder as their cheeks pressed together as he spoke into her ear, "God you look amazing Candace. Your pictures don't do you justice!" He then kissed my wife on the cheek softly and broke the embrace letting his hands slide down her back and gently brush across her ass and lower thighs. I saw the profile of my wife's face as she turned her head looking down as she felt his touch. Smiling widely with a slight giggle, "You're too sweet! God I was so nervous that those weren't really your pics, but you're just as cute as I'd hoped!" I could hear a touch of nervousness in her voice causing it to waiver, but it was obvious she was filled with excitement. Almost as an afterthought Candace finally remembered I was there. She glanced at me nervously as if to gauge my feelings then looked away quickly, "Okay well, this is kind of awkward but ummm...Jackson, this is Troy. Troy...Jackson..." she said hurriedly as if she wanted to get the weirdness of the situation out of the way.

I stared at him reaching out my hand, but Jackson shook it quickly never taking his eyes from my wife and then motioning for me to sit at the single chair next to the booth's small round table. After he did so he took my wife's hand gently and pulled her to sit next to him on the booth's curved couch. She smiled and giggled a bit more, looking down and tugging slightly at the hem of her short dress as she sat. Her tall heels made her knees higher than the seat of the couch and she pressed them together for modesty. Jackson put his arm around her, sitting dangerously close as he looked into her face. Candace, still nervous, ran a finger over her ear to push her hair back and looked at him then at the ground with yet another soft nervous laugh. Jackson broke the conversation, "I'm so glad you agreed to meet me. I have to admit even more so after seeing you...I mean wow...that dress is just..." Candace, afraid to look up at him with his face so close to hers, looked down at it with an embarrassed smile and smoothed out her dress, "Awww...thanks..." He then flagged down a waitress, "I'll have a Jack and Coke and she'll have a cherry vodka sour..." I was starting to feel invisible as the waitress wrote down my wife and Jackson's order and walked away without even asking if I wanted anything. My self pity was quickly replaced with nervousness as I saw his hand had moved from flagging the waitress to my wife's uncovered knee.

The drinks arrived shortly and they both began to drink them. I noticed Candace take a long pull on her drink as if to calm her nerves. Jackson made small talk with Candace to get her to relax. I couldn't hear everything they were saying as I was on the other side of the table by myself but it was soon apparent they didn't plan to include me in the conversation. I could just see them giggling and laughing together. I couldn't help but notice after Candace's drink was half done that her hand moved forward and rested on Jackson's hand which had been slowly sliding up my wife's leg from her knee. I couldn't tell if Candace was trying to stave off its encroachment or acknowledge her approval of it resting on her leg. The fact that she now seemed to have no problem looking into his face as they talked told me it was probably the latter.

Jackson smiled at her, "So did you ever think you'd be on a first date again?"

Candace replied with a grin, "No...this wasn't really something I'd ever planned for..."

"Glad you did?" he asked her teasingly.

She giggled slightly, "Maybe...we'll see how the night goes..." She then took another sip from the straw of her drink and was rewarded with a whistling gurgle from under the ice as she finished it off.

"Oh...well I'd better make sure you enjoy yourself then," he replied with a smile.

Candace looked at him with mock surprise, "Why Jackson, what are you implying? I hope you know this is a first date and I'm not THAT kind of girl...besides I'm a married woman..."

"I'd never think of it," he said with a sly smile, "but you can't tell me you're not interested in seeing if all of my pics were accurate or not..."

My wife blushed and lowered her gaze from his eyes in embarrassment, "I don't know what you're talking about..." she lied obviously.

I could see a look of victory in Jackson's eyes, but to my surprise he then looked at me, "Hey, why don't you go get us some new drinks. Same thing..." He then dismissed me by looking back to my wife. Stunned at the order, I stood obediently and began to walk to the bar looking over my shoulder to watch their conversation continue. I broke my stare as I noticed the bartender point to me. I cleared my throat which was dry from sitting silently for so long, "Jack and Coke and a cherry vodka sour..." I said not sure if I should get something for myself. I waited on the drinks thinking to myself, trying to process what was happening and sort out all of the emotions coursing through me. When they arrived I turned to take them back to my wife and her date. I looked up as the crowd parted for me and nearly dropped the drinks to the floor.

Jackson's left arm rested on the couch back behind my wife and his right hand had slid even further up her thigh so that the fingers were deep in the cleavage of her thighs almost to the hem of her dress. Candace's left hand was no longer on top of his though. It was now resting gently on the back of his neck as her mouth was pressed passionately against his. Jackson was leaning into my wife's kiss as I watched the taught muscles of her jaw tighten to open her crimson lips wider and allow his tongue into her mouth, and her eyes closed gently as she experienced her first kiss with a new man. I was paralyzed as they seemed to kiss for an eternity, my wife's fingernails gently teasing the hair on the back of Jackson's neck as their tongues slid over each other between their open lips. His right hand seemed to massage inside of her thighs, and while there was no way he could reach her most private areas it had to have had an erotic effect for her. Finally Candace gently ended the kiss with a soft release and pulled her face back from his two inches. Her eyes looked smoldering into his as her fingers continued to run over his neck. All hopes for this to end were destroyed.

I finally came to my senses and forced one foot to move forward after the other until I reached the table with my wife still staring into another man's eyes. Suddenly sensing me Candace seemed to jump out of her trance and quickly looked up at me sheepishly, dropping her hand back into her lap. Jackson made no such effort, defiantly leaving his hand uncomfortably high on my wife's inner thigh. I tried to conceal the mixture of hurt and arousal in my eyes, but I don't think I succeeded as she stared at me. She finally broke her gaze and grabbed her purse, "I need to go to the restroom..." she said nervously trying to compose herself. Jackson leered at her ass as she stood and walked away, looking over her shoulder at me with a touch of apology in her eyes.

I laid the drinks down on the table and took my seat again feeling shellshocked, but unable to deny the erection I had in my pants. Suddenly Jackson moved towards me and began to speak. "You're wife's a very special girl," he started, "Obviously you realize that or you wouldn't have wanted more for her than you can give so, kuddos. Don't worry, I realize it too. This isn't some one night stand for me. I plan to date Candace for a while. But look, I know you want this and all, but I don't know. I don't think you're quite ready for whats about to happen."

I stared at him with a slight look of concern, "W-hat do you mean? What's about to happen?"

He let out a scoff and shook his head. "Your wife is really into me man...I mean really into me. She's going to do a lot of things that society says a wife shouldn't do with another man. Maybe even things she's never done with you." He paused to take a drink, "I mean you've seen our chats. Some of the things we've talked about are going to be hard for a first time cuck to see"

I stammered, "Actually, she hasn't really let me read those..." I said trailing off.

He nearly spit out his drink trying to stifle a laugh, "Oh my god really? Wow man...yeah you really..you really shouldn't. I tell you what I'll take her back to my place tonight. You go on home to the kids and I'll drive her home in the morning. I'll make sure to tell her to tell you all about it."

I grew a little angry, "No man...no. If we're going to do this I want to be there with her. I want to make sure everything goes okay. I am ready for this okay? I just want her to be safe and enjoy herself and I'm not going to leave her."

Candace walked back up just as I was finishing my tirade and Jackson rolled his eyes at me and excused himself to the bathroom. As he walked past Candace he kissed her briefly and ran a hand over her ass with a small pat. She let out a nervous smile then sat across from me on the edge of her chair looking into my eyes as she leaned forward, "I'm really sorry honey. I don't really know how that kiss happened...it just did and I know that must have been hard for you to see."

I pursed my lips, and then decided to try to ease her mind, "Its fine honey...I need to get used to it. That's what we came here for right?"

She looked at me with a smile of appreciation, "God I'm so glad you understand. It was just so...wow...it has just been so long since I've had a first kiss like that..." She was looking off dreamily obviously mentally back in his arms.

"I-I'm glad honey..." I lied as I looked at her gorgeous face which she'd obviously refreshed in the bathroom.

She looked back at me and put a hand on my knee, "Troy, look. Jackson doesn't think you're ready for this and I kind of think he may be right."

I looked at her intently, "Candace, we've come this far! Come on, I can do this. I'll be fine I just need to get used to some things. I promise I can handle it!"

Candace looked at me with a mixture of pity and understanding, "I know honey I know. But part of it is...well I think I might be more comfortable without you there too. I mean I know you want this, but in the back of my mind it still feels like its wrong you know? I want to be able to be the kind of lov-- ...woman that Jackson deserves. If you're there watching us it'll just feel kind of...weird you know? Intead of being something special between Jackson and I it'll just feel like I'm in a porn."

I protested, "Honey I feel like I'm getting totally cut out of this all of the sudden!"

"No, no, baby its not that," Candace tried to console me, "You're still part of this and I'll tell you everything tomorrow. You'll be there from here on out, but this first time I think its just best if you're not. Jackson has this gorgeous house out on the lake and I just think it will be so romantic for our first time making lo--...having sex. You go on home and take care of the kids. I'll be there first thing in the morning and tell you all about it, okay?"

I knew I was defeated. They'd made up their minds and I was on the outside of the vote. I looked at the ground, "Okay honey. I told you I only wanted you to do this if you were comfortable. If me not being there is what it takes..."

Candace jumped from her chair and kissed my cheek with excitement, "Oh thank goodness honey I'm so glad you understand! I promise you won't regret it!"

Just then Jackson returned, putting his arm around Candace's waist. "We all ready to go?" he asked her. Candace smiled up at him, "Yeah, Troy isn't going to be joining us though." He just looked at her with approval and began leading her towards the door. I watched, walking behind them as his hand slipped down her back to rest on her ass as they walked. Her legs looked amazing walking next to him. Painfully I had to admit they were both so sexy, they just made sense as a couple. I reached my car and watched from a few spots over as he opened the door of his Mercedes for Candace. She smiled at him then caught my eyes mouthing, "I love you" with a look of sadness in her eyes. She slipped into the seat and he closed the door. Jackson looked at me with a smirk as he walked around the back of the car. He mouthed teasingly to me, "Have fun, cucky" as he made a jerking off motion with his hand. He then smiled in victory closed his car door and I watched as the tail lights of his car disappeared into the night. Even as my heart sank, I had to admit my cock ached as well. Morning couldn't come soon enough.

To be continued...


<PICTURE JACKSON SENT CANDACE>

<PICTURE JACKSON SENT CANDACE>

woww...you tell the story well...and the pic is devastating...

Great story. Thanks for sharing and please continue.

Terror and arousal encompassed me as I drove home. The emptiness in the passenger seat seemed to scream at me as my mind raced compiling all of the possibilities of what my wife might be doing right that second. My mind spun with images of Candace sucking, fucking, and generally degrading herself in every way possible for this strange man who was now a part of our lives. I fought the urge to call or text her cell phone, and instead began to rub my erection through my pants trying to calm myself. My mind kept racing with thoughts of his hands all over my wife, his mouth on her tits, his cock in her hands...I felt as if I were going to hyperventilate but I maintained my composure until I got home.

I dismissed the babysitter, giving her her money with glassy eyes, making up an excuse about Candace meeting a girlfriend at dinner and wanting to hang out with her to explain my missing wife. After shutting the door behind the girl as she left I tried to control my breathing and calm down. It had been a half hour since my wife had left with her new boyfriend and there was no telling what they might be doing right now. A hard lump formed in my throat as the possibilities raced through my head. I rubbed my eyes but all I could see were his hands lowering my wife's dress, her naked body pressed against his as she raised a long slender leg to straddle his hips, her back arching as he pressed his cock into her, and my wife's fingers digging into his back as she felt him flood into her.

I opened my eyes and suddenly felt a moment of clarity. My wife was a good girl. She hadn't even kissed me until we'd dated a month, and things couldn't possibly have changed that much in her head. She'd have some fun with him, maybe make out for a while, but she'd come to her senses, get nervous and eventually tell him she wasn't ready for this. I was still nervous, but my mind was calmed with certainty that Jackson's car would be pulling up out front in the next two hours and dropping my guilt-ridden wife off. In no time we'd be laying in bed talking about the events of the night and reassessing whether or not we really wanted this. I got up and walked into my study to spend some time further relaxing in front of some internet porn while I waited for Candace to come home.

As I unzipped my pants and leaned back into the office chair I heard a familiar ding from my phone. I'd received a text. I stared at the phone, not sure what I wanted the text to be, but knowing that at 1 in the morning it had to be from Candace. My heart raced as I was too afraid to move to see what it might say, "God it has to be her telling me she's on her way home...right?" I asked myself as I tried to slow my pulse. Slowly I leaned forward and reached for the phone. There on the glowing white screen was my wife's name, and next to it an icon for a texted video. I swallowed hard and felt my cock stiffen even more in the cool air of the room. A hard lump formed in my throat and my mouth felt as if I'd suddenly eaten a bag of cotton. Using all my will power I pressed the center button and saw the screen go black as the download bar started to scroll. I struggled to breathe in anticipation. Was I about to see my wife naked in front of another man? Was I about to see my marriage being changed over a pixelated image on a stupid cell phone? Why would she send me a video after sending no text all night!? After what seemed like an eternity the bar filled, and the video began as I inhaled deeply.

Suddenly loud crowd noise emitted from the small speaker of my phone. I breathed a sigh of relief as I saw my wife still in her dress, but she was on some kind of a crowded dancefloor, and Jackson was standing behind her, his hand on her stomach as they danced and grinded their bodies together. The video was grainy, but it was obvious that Candace had a large smile on her face and seemed to be enjoying herself as she pressed her barely covered ass back against Jackson. Suddenly Candace's eyes locked on the phone and she let out a short laugh, "Jason what are you doing with my phone?" An unfamiliar voice answered loudly next to the microphone, "Just checkin' out the scene, and the hot chick my boy's dancin' with." Candace just giggled and playfully exaggerated her sensual dancing by pouting her lips and then giggling again. Her eyes and a slight slur exposed that she was more than a bit tipsy. Jackson's face echoed her smile, but his hand gripped her waste more tightly pulling my wife's ass against his body. One of Candace's arms reached up and her hand wrapped around the back of his neck gently as their bodies gyrated in rhythm. The voice boomed near the microphone again, "So tell me Candy...," Candace interrupted with a barely audible, "Candace...". He ignored her continuing, "...are you gonna take care of my boy tonight?" I saw my wife's eyes widen at the forward question and her face blush. She laughed and then looked up at Jackson who's face was now just above hers. I leaned his mouth towards hers and I watched my wife's lips part and jaw open to accept his tongue as they kissed with smoldering passion. As he kissed my wife, Jackson slid his hand down her stomach and stretched his fingers out as he pressed the hem of her dress against the tiny thong I knew she had on underneath. I watched her breasts swell as she inhaled deeply through their kiss, feeling another man's hand on her most intimate of places. She broke the kiss looking downward almost as if ashamed, but I noticed that she was biting her lower lip with nearly closed eyes. I expected her to brush his hand away, but she just allowed him to explore her body through her dress right there in public. I watched as he kissed her neck then said into her ear, "You ready to get out of here?" to which Candace smiled nervously opening her eyes a little more and nodded with a bit of anxiousness. Candace started to turn around moving to kiss him again, but the video dropped and all I saw was the cameraman's shoes and it ended with no further fanfare.

The static-y noises of the club ceased to emit from the tiny speaker and the sudden silence in the room felt smothering. I fought to catch my breath as I processed what I'd just seen. "Why are you so surprised?" I thought to myself, "This is exactly what you'd wanted for her. Exactly what you'd both talked about for the last two months." But those questions did nothing to dissuade my fears. My previous expectations of her backing out were completely destroyed. She wasn't coming home tonight. Right this moment my wife was probably sitting in this strange guy's car, on her way to his house, about to give him her body. I found myself almost mindlessly stroking myself and replaying the video again and again trying to catch some hint that my wife wasn't fully into this idea and wanted to come back home to me. It just didn't seem to be there. I couldn't deny how sexy she looked dancing so openly and lewdly with Jackson. I wondered if she could feel his cock through his pants as he forced her ass back against him as they danced, and the realist in me recognized that she had to have been able to despite the lump it gave me in my throat. After my fourth time through the short video I could feel myself rising to climax and caught myself quickly tucking myself back into my pants and exhaling slowly to try to calm down. I knew if I came the thoughts would only be harder to accept and it was going to be a long night before my wife returned home.

I considered going to sleep, but knew my mind wouldn't allow it so I went into the living room and began flipping through the channels. My mind was doing the same thing, flipping through all of the images of what my wife was doing right that moment as I sat home alone. I tried to avoid anything sexual, but at this time of night every cable channel had some brand of soft porn. Every girl seemed to look like Candace to me as I watched them passionately with their buff male actors. Time seemed to drag as I watched TV without really seeing anything. The buzz of my Blackberry broke the silence in the room and I stared at it as if it had grown legs and started to crawl across the coffee table. Another text. Another video. God was I ready for this? With shaking hands I pressed the button, and waited in terror.

I was greeted with a much quieter sound this time. The lake and a balcony could be seen but on one was in the shot. Whoever was filming was alone. There was a faint repetitive sound in the background which seemed to be the water lapping at the legs of the balcony. The camera began to pan down, and suddenly the frame was filled with golden hair moving up and down slowly and rhytmically in the frame. Then at the bottom of the frame I could see the top of Candace's nose and the top of the thick veiny pole I'd seen my wife spend so much time starting at on our home computer screen. I watched as my wife slowly pulled her face back from the shaft, revealing Jackson's thick bulbous head now glistening with saliva. Candace's hand was wrapped around the base of the long erect cock and she looked up giving the tip of Jackson's head one last lick.

Candace giggled looking up and past the camera as she continued to stroke the thick shaft, "Jackson, I thought you wanted in my purse to get the condoms! What are you doing with my phone?"

Jackson's voice boomed near the mic, "I think the more important question is 'What are you doing with my cock?'" he said with a whimsical tone.

My wife's eyes glanced back at the phone then stared up at Jackson behind it as she mouthed the sides of it. She playfully replied, "Sucking it...is that okay?" with a quick laugh and went back to kiss it up and down with her soft wet lips. As I watched my wife tonguing the cock up and down, kissing it passionately I nearly exploded. I could barely swallow from the lump in my throat, but my cock strained in my pants as I watched the hottest porn I'd ever seen.

Jackson's free hand entered the frame and I saw him reach down into the top of Candace's dress as she crouched before him and began to fondle her breast. My wife took his cock into her lips and let out a muffled moan as he did so. To my amazement she brought her hands to the top of the dress and slipped her thumbs into the top, easing it down underneath her ample perky breasts to give her lover full access. She looked up at him as her mouth purposefully moved up and down his shaft and his hand began to fondle and massage her breast and fully erect nipples. Her lips looked so full with the large cock between them and there was a desire to please in her eyes that I'd never seen before. She was loving this, and if the stiffness of the dick in her mouth was any indication so was Jackson.

Breathing a little more heavily Jackson spoke again, "What would your husband think about that?"

A muffled giggle came from the sides of Candace's lips and she pulled the cock from her mouth, strings of precum and saliva now dripping from both it and her chin, "He'd probably love it...it was his idea after all. He'd probably have already cum!" she added with a giggle turning her mouth back to his cock.

"Sounds like he came up with one damn good idea," Jackson said with an air of satisfaction, "Anything you'd want to say to him right now?"

Candace's eyes got serious and she looked at Jackson, "You're not going to send him that are you?" she whispered quickly and nervously.

"Maybe..." Jackson replied with a laugh, "Remember he wanted to be here in the first place...so what would you say to him?"

Candace looked at him incredulously but slowly, as if drawn to it, began mouthing at the glistening, throbbing member between Jackson's legs as she looked up at the camera. Between licks and kisses on the veiny shaft she stated into the camera, "Its been such a fun night for me baby" with a few more slurps she continued, "You were so right about all of this and I hope you're having fun with it too!" she sucked a few more times on the head, releasing it slowly from her lips, "I love you so much for doing this with me!" and she pursed her lips and made a kissy face to the camera with an exaggerated "M-wah!" as she went back to the cock she was so intent on.

The camera then dropped and the video showed only a wall. Muffled in the background I could hear Jackson's voice again, "So you've been sucking that since we left the club...have any other plans for it tonight?" Candace giggled playfully, "I may have a few ideas..." and the video went dead.

The phone shook in my hand and I started to press the replay button. As the video restarted and I again saw the top of my beautiful wife's head the fabric of my underwear brushed against the tip of my cock and I felt the muscles of my body convulse. I let out an involutary and muffled, "Oh god..." as I felt my penis begin to spasm in my pants. I grunted lightly with each spasm, reaching down to try to control the mess I felt the warmth of my wet cum soiling my pants in a large puddle as my wife sucked Jackson's cock on the small screen in my hand. It occurred to me that Jackson's cock would soon be doing the same thing, but not in such a humiliating and pathetic manner...

To be continued...

This is both really well written and arousing. In short it is brilliant.

Wow! Great story!

Awesome!

Great story, brilliantly told.

Best story for a long time! I sent a copy of this to my wife today, hoping she will warm to the idea of finding a regular hung lover...please continue!

Looking forward to hearing more......

I cleaned myself up and layed down in Candace and I's bed trying to sleep, but my mind was seared with the video I'd just seen. My eyes would not close knowing that while I was laying in our bed, my wife was laying in another man's. My wife's lilted words, "I may have a few ideas..." echoed in my head seeming to fill the darkness of the room. I watched the minutes and hours pass on the clock hoping another text or message would come in to give me some idea as to what was happening. As the hours passed it became painfully apparent that Candace and Jackson were having too much fun with each other to worry about keeping me involved.

Soon the sun was up and I was feeding my wife and I's children breakfast. I spoke little, and had to make up answers as to why mommy wasn't there to fix it for them, but soon they were out the door playing at friend's houses so I could have some time to think and wait. I expected her to show up at the front door at any time, but as the morning waned on I remained in the house alone with no sign of my wife. Despair was starting to grip me as I layed down again feeling hopeless, and soon found sleep enveloping me.

I awoke to the feeling of the bed compressing near me. My eyes opened widely and I looked up to see Candace's beautiful blond locks coming into focus, framing her face as she looked down at me with a smile. She was still in her dress and heels, and was sitting on the bed next to where I lay. She smiled at me a little sheepishly, but with a touch of giddiness and said, "Good morning..." as if she wasn't sure how I was going to respond to her return.

"Y-you're back..." I said with a voice gruff from sleep, honestly not sure how I felt completely but knowing that some part of it was relief.

Candace let out a nervous giggle, "Yeah, I'm back..." After some awkward silence she finally spoke, "So was your night alone okay?"

I looked away from her not sure how I wanted to answer, the pain in my chest wearing on me, but the arousal between my legs still undeniable. "Y-yeah it was okay I guess...a little tough at times." I hesitated to ask the next question, but knew I had no choice, "Was yours...okay?"

I watched intently to see my wife's reaction. Candace just looked down away from me, her smile growing on her face as she bit her lower lip as if to try to contain it. She nodded her head a bit to answer and then added, "Yes honey. Yes I had a very nice night..." She let out a sigh as if her admission had somehow freed her emotionally.

While the admission may have freed her it only tied knots in my stomach. My eyes darted to hers then down again and finally I asked sheepishly, "What do you mean, 'very nice'?"

As I stared at my beautiful wife with nervous eyes she just kissed my cheek, giggled again, and then unexpectedly stood, "Honey, I love you so much, but I'm kinda sleepy so I'm not sure I'm ready to talk about all of this with you right now." As she walked around the bed she came to the stuffed reading chair in the corner of the room and she lowered herself into it. As she did I couldn't help but notice her tight little dress slide up her thighs, and to my surprise she spread her legs in a most unladylike fashion. I could sense a faint bit of trembling from her as if she wasn't as confident as she was trying to act as she leaned back and ever so gently pulled at the hem of her dress to reveal her bare pussy underneath. She stared at me trying to act confident by locking her eyes intently on me, but not fully succeeding, "Unless of course...you...can think of some way to keep me awake..."

I stared across the room at my now splayed out wife with a mixture of confusion and arousal. It was now clear to me why her voice was trembling a bit and she seemed nervous. This was something that Jackson had often joked about in their online conversations with each other, but Candace had always said she'd never want me to do it. To my horror, something had changed. Still I wanted to know what had happened, I wanted to be close to her after the lonely night of her being away, I wanted to share a physical intimacy with her and I knew there was only one way she would allow that right now. There was only way to get those three things. Giving in to my desires and putting aside my pride, I swallowed hard as I stood and started to walk across the room towards my wife and prepared myself to do what could be construed as nothing less than my complete approval of her affair with Jackson the previous night.

Candace looked up at me with a look of resolution that was barely containing her nervousness. I looked down at her legs as she kept them spread right there before me. I knelt between them looking at their long slender form. They almost seemed foreign to me now, like some different woman's legs instead of those of my wife of ten years. As I followed them up beyond her knees I saw her pussy spread there between her fair skinned, slender, delicious inner thighs. It too seemed foreign to me, cleanly shaved for the first time; something Candace had suddenly chosen to do in the days leading up to this life changing night.

I looked into Candace's eyes as I leaned forward, a mixed look of anxiousness and defeat filling my eyes. Her delicate skin still smelled lightly of smoke from the club as I moved my face between her thighs. I saw that my wife's labia looked swollen and protruded more than usual, even with her pussy bare. In addition, they were moist with arousal and seemed already to be spread like a rose petal blossomed. I feared what that likely meant, but knew I had to continue with the task she was inviting me to. Gently and lovingly I pressed my lips to her clit with a kiss and then opened my mouth to slowly began to bathe her pussy with my tongue. I could hear Candace exhale deeply and her back arch as I began to lick and mouth her wonderful cunt. I felt her hand on my head, gently stroking my hair as I licked her as if she were stroking a sleeping pet, "Ooooo, that's good baby. Your tongue is so soothing. Just keep doing it nice and easy like that..."

I was still not used to licking her newly shaved clit, and feeling nothing but soft little stubble against my upper lip. I tried to do as she said, but my mind was filled with questions. My wife's pussy tasted amazing as always, but there was something more. She tasted stronger than normal. A bit saltier than I'd ever experienced in all the times I'd spent licking her under the table as she chatted with Jackson, and I couldn't shake the thought that her juices seemed thicker and more cohesive. Before the thought could overtake me Candace spoke again, "So...are you sure you're ready to hear about my night baby?". She continued to lovingly stroke my hair as I kept at my duty. I let out a muffled affirmative as I kept my mouth dutifully working on her pussy.

She squirmed a little obviously nervous, then let out a short laugh, "God I don't even know where to start! After you left and I was in Jackson's car I just got so nervous. He'd ask me questions just like he did in the bar, but I just clammed up and didn't know what to say, answering with one or two words. I felt like I was going to faint, the reality was just so intense. God I thought I'd have to call the whole thing off and ask him to take me home! Jackson decided we should go meet some friends of his at a club downtown so I agreed, trying to get myself out of my nervousness. Ooo, careful honey, slow down...I just want it gentle right now." I forced myself to slow down as she continued the story.

"I mean it was like everything totally changed for me when we got there, baby. Jackson was just so strong and confident with his friends. I mean it was obvious he was the alpha male of the group and they all looked up to him. They were just so nice to me, and I felt so special having Jackson's arm around me holding me close to him as they all talked and laughed. I got a little tipsy while were out there which did help me a little. We were only on the dance floor for about twenty minutes before I asked him if we could leave. Jackson was just so sexy to me right then and I didn't want to lose my nerve again. Before we even got out of the parking lot I knew I had to do something to commit to this or I'd get scared again, so before we were even out of the parking lot I reached over and started to fumble with his fly." She let out a laugh, "God honey, I was so nervous I could barely get it down! But oh my god, when I finally reached into his pants and felt his cock..." She paused as if reliving the event, her back arching as my tongue slid between her labia and into her pussy much easier than it ever had before.

With a soft coo she continued, "...well you saw the pictures, but God they just don't do it justice. It just felt so strong and powerful in my hand and he wasn't even hard yet! I know this might be hard for you to hear, but it wasn't long before I found myself on all fours leaning across the console and sucking on it while Jackson drove. There was just something so erotic about being in you know like semi-public and doing that! God I was so embarrassed when we pulled up to a light and someone in a truck next to us started honking and whoever it was laughing and yelling out something. Jackson thought it was funny of course, and I guess now it kind of was, but I just kept my head down in his lap so no one could see who I was. It got so big I couldn't get much more than his head and a little bit of his shaft in my mouth, but god it was just such a turn on to feel his bumpy veins with my tongue. All I could think about was how those bumps were going to feel in other parts of me, and at that point I knew I was going to be okay the rest of the night. Mmmmm slow down a little bit more baby, you're speeding up again." She let out a small giggle as she stroked my hair some more, "You like this story don't you?"

I tried to slow down, but I couldn't hide the fact that her story was making me incredibly anxious. I could feel the strain of my cock on my boxer-briefs as I licked her pussy and began to rub myself through fabric. As I slowed my wife continued, "Once we finally got to Jackson's house we stayed in the car and kissed for a while, but then he took me in and showed me around a little. God, you wouldn't believe the view of the lake from his patio! It was so amazing and romantic! We just sat there for a while and I started to get a little nervous again not really sure how to move forward, but when he sat me in his lap and we started kissing again it was all just so natural. As soon as I felt his hands on me, touching me in places I haven't had touched by another man in soooooo long, and did my own groping of him I just had to suck him again. God honey, I don't know what it was about his cock that did that to me because I haven't felt like that about oral sex since before we got married! It was just like, so hot to know I was pleasing something so strong, so confident...that I could control and influence something that powerful...you know? As much as I was enjoying that though I knew it was time to finally see if I could take it all the way so I told Jackson I had brought some of your condoms in my purse and I think that's when he sent you a video." With a more sympathetic voice she asked, "Did you get that?"

Not wanting to stop licking her pussy I let out a muffled affirmative from between her thighs. Candace paused for a moment as if in thought, "God honey I really hope that wasn't hard for you to see. I didn't really want it to be like that for you, but I hope it was something you enjoyed and didn't hurt..."

Without waiting for much of a response she continued, "God after that we started moving towards his bedroom, but we were kissing and moving so fast I don't think we had any clothes left on by the time we got there. It was just so surreal! I kept thinking to myself 'God I'm naked in a bedroom with a man other than Troy!' It was like a mixture of feeling totally vulnerable almost embarrassed feeling, but also felt so freeing. He loved my boobies by the way, so he was happy you bought them for me too! I think he spent as much time sucking on my nipples as I did on his cock. Honey, please don't do that right now. I know you're really turned on, but its kind of gross for me to see and I want to know you're paying attention."

Embarrassed she had noticed that I had pulled my penis from my shorts and had begun stroking it as I listened, I tucked it back in and continued licking my wife as she told her story. She went on, "By the time he laid me down in his bed I just needed him inside me so badly. I just opened up my legs and let him lay down on top of me. Troy his body felt so good against mine, but then as we were kissing I could feel the pressure of his cock against me and I just trembled. He asked me if I was sure I was ready and I just nodded looking into his eyes. I felt him rotate his hips between my legs and then, god it was like electricity shooting through me! All I could do was hold my breath and stare into his beautiful eyes as he slid inside of me. It was just...god Troy it was like magic!" Her breathing got deeper and my wife closed her eyes for a minute to pause and lick her lips and moan a little with my tongue on her, "Mmmmm baby can you suck on it just a little bit," she said as she nuzzled her ass to the edge of the chair, "Yes just really easy like that....mmm that's so nice honey...I'm glad you're so good at licking me baby. Jackson thinks that's such a special thing between a husband and wife and he wants to keep that for you alone. I love that he really is considerate of our marriage and wants us to still have our own special things together..."

As I gently applied suction to my wife's clit I ran my tongue over it in my mouth. Her fingers stopped rubbing my hair gently and grabbed my head slightly as she enjoyed the sensation. I lapped and opened my mouth a little wider to take more of her labia into my mouth and sucking the swollen lips gently which seemed to heighten my wife's pleasure as she squeezed harder and began to close her thighs around my head. .As I sucked I felt a thick globule of fluid enter my mouth. Its texture was like nothing I'd ever experienced when eating my wife's wonderful pussy and my mind raced starting to wonder if she's used the condoms I'd sent her with.

Candace gained control of herself and relaxed as she patted my head indicating I should slow up but keep licking her. She continued, "I kinda had thought that it would feel very naughty and dirty when Jackson and I finally had sex, but god Troy it was nothing like that at all. Feeling him inside of me and our bodies together like that just felt sooooo right. It wasn't like some nasty thing, it was hot, delicious, passionate sex between two lovers with a real connection. It wasn't long before I had my legs wrapped around him and felt his body just melt into mine. God, his cock is just...inside it feels like so big...mmmm...I just can't describe the sensation of being so sexually fulfilled! Oooo slow your tongue down Troy, I'm getting a little too worked up just thinking about it again. I think both of us were really worked up after flirting all night so it seemed like only twenty minutes or so before I felt him starting to swell inside of me. I can't even begin to help you understand how amazing it feels when a cock as big as Jackson's starts to cum inside of you! As soon as I felt the warmth of his...well....stuff...starting to flood into me I 'went' bigger than I have since college! I couldn't control myself and was bucking my hips into him so hard, but he just kept pushing back in and kissing me so passionately. We were just completely overtaken with the pleasure! We just kind of giggled in exhaustion as we laid in his bed holding each other. You know how much I hate it when your drippies are leaking out of me, but I was too tired to even care that I was leaking onto his sheets and soon we fell asleep naked in each others arms."

My mind raced at the thought of what my wife was telling me. All of my fears had been confirmed. She'd done it. My conservative innocent wife hadn't just flirted with and kissed another man. She'd had sex with another man only hours ago, and now like so many cliched sites I'd been reading for years she had me licking her swollen stretched pussy. My heart beat like a sledge hammer against my rib cage as i tried to process these facts, but I kept licking my wife's dutifully, my mind etched with the image of her laying naked and sleeping in another man's arms.

Candace continued as she stroked my hair, her voice talking so dreamily I wondered if she even knew I was still there. "I don't know how long we slept, but when I opened my eyes I was looking out his bedroom window, seeing the sun rising over the lake. I could feel Jackson's body curled up behind me, and pretty quickly noticed a poke between my booty cheeks. Can you believe he was already hard again??" she laughed as she asked the question rhetorically, "I just looked back at him and saw he was awake so I said something cheezy like, 'Well good morning to you too...' and we had a little laugh. As we layed there I told him how beautiful the view was so he pulled me out of the bed and told me to come out and enjoy it with him...without any of our clothes on!!! I told him he was crazy, but he assured me we were high up enough that no one could see us so I finally followed him out there. It was just so surreal feeling the morning air on our bodies as we looked out at that view baby. I just leaned on the rail and got lost in the beauty of it as Jackson held me from behind. He didn't even need to start nibbling on my ear for me to want him again, but that's what he did. Before I knew it I was bending against the rail and he was pressing into me as I looked out at the beauty and it was just such a perfect moment for us. To be honest, I'd felt a little bit of guilt when Jackson and I did it last night, but this morning it was like I almost forgot I was married!"

I winced at her statement and stopped my lapping of her cunny for a moment. She must have sensed my hesitation and pain in her comment because she patted my head, "Oh I'm sorry honey, that wasn't very nice. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. You know our marriage is the most important thing in the world to me! I love you so much for understanding this and wanting this for me..." Candace's voice trailed off as I resumed my work between her thighs, her thighs squirmed and her breath quickened, "God I can't believe how much its turning me on to tell you all this Troy...its so liberating knowing you're okay with all of this...just like Jackson said it would be..."

Candace pushed herself to the edge of the seat and splayed her legs open widely with her feet in the air. "Go ahead and press your tongue in a little honey." I pressed my tongue between her labia gently, flexing it to get maximum depth into her drooling pussy. It offered no resistance to my pressure it was so open and inviting. "Mmmmmm yes just like that...God we must have made lov--" she paused as if catching herself in something she wasn't ready to say, and pretended to sigh with pleasure, "...We must have 'done it' for an hour this morning on his deck. Remember how it was when we first started dating and couldn't keep our hands off each other...it was kind of like that but soooo erotic. It was like being on the cover of some cheesy Danielle Steele romance novel, nude as he stood behind me with his arms!"

Though she giggled at her analogy, my heart stung slightly at the vision of her wrapped in Jackson's embrace, looking back over her shoulder to kiss him as he pumped into my wife's most intimate regions. As I was stuck in that thought I felt her fingers suddenly spread and her hand grab the back of my head nearly suffocating me between her thighs, "Oh god Troy, you're going to make me cum again...keep pushing y

Though she giggled at her analogy, my heart stung slightly at the vision of her wrapped in Jackson's embrace, looking back over her shoulder to kiss him as he pumped into my wife's most intimate regions. As I was stuck in that thought I felt her fingers suddenly spread and her hand grab the back of my head nearly suffocating me between her thighs, "Oh god Troy, you're going to make me cum again...keep pushing your tongue in...yes...yes just like that honey...just like that....just....likeeeee....THAT!!!!!"

With that yell of release and intense pleasure my wife's hips began to buck under my nose. She held my mouth to her cunt as she rode out her orgasm and screamed in pleasure. I kept eating her as she'd requested, when suddenly I was rewarded with a thick gooey discharge that nearly filled my mouth. The salty peroxide-ish taste was like nothing I'd ever experienced when eating her before and there was no more denying what it had to be. I should have known my own condoms I'd sent with my wife would never have fit that huge cock. My wife had experienced his bursts of potent bull semen twice last night, and his juices still filled the pussy of the wife I loved and adored.

As her orgasm finished and she let out one last moan, she rubbed my hair and stood, walking past me as she kicked off her heels and laid down in the bed. I kept kneeling there in a daze, feeling the mess of my wife's juices, my own saliva, and to my horror some third fluid covering my mouth. I watched her lay down in the bed, not even bothering to take her clothes off as she rested her head down on our pillow. As I turned she looked at me with her tired but fully satisfied eyes and with a slight smile said, "I love you honey..."

All I could reply with was the obligatory, "I love you too..." which I meant more than ever. I imagined how ridiculous I must look kneeling there with my face a mess telling her that. But that fact remained, the terror of losing her had made my love burn even deeper. I wanted to do anything to keep her happy, to keep her from stopping loving me. I'd opened up Pandora's box and as I watched my wife's eyelids drift shut, I knew I'd never be able to close it again...

To be continued...

Wonderful! A very true description of the emotions one feels while enjoying a creampie. Well done!

Great story.Hope to see more.