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A very similar situation happened to me a little while back.
The football team I play for were hosting a team from France. When they arrived we had the usual ‘meet and greet’ and immediately it became clear to me that my wife Sue was very attracted to one of their players, Jean Luc, all tall, lean, black guy who was apparently their star centre forward. They exchanged few words but it was clear by the secret glances and subtle eye contact that there was something in the offing.
On the second evening of their trip there was a rather formal civic reception and although they had little opportunity to speak together the secret glances continued and there was definitely something in the air. When we got home that night I teased her gently about Jean Luc and how she obviously fancied him. Sue dismissed it and told me not to be so stupid although she did admit that she thought him be very handsome with a ‘well fit’ body.
On the third and final night of their visit we organised a farewell social event at a local club with disco, live band etc. It might have been my imagination but I fancy Sue took just a little more time and care than usual getting ready to go out. She did look pretty stunning with high heels, very sheer stockings, shortish dress with plenty of cleavage on display and her make up just perfect, not overdone but just a hint of the tart about it. Within quarter of an hour of arriving Sue had manoeuvred herself in to conversation with Jean Luc and shortly after they were on the dance floor. The body language was incredible, every movement Sue made just screamed ‘I want this guy to fuck me tonight’ and from his response it was clear he was more than willing to oblige. They spent pretty much the whole evening together, either chatting in a dark corner or getting ever more intimate on the dance floor. Just before last orders, although the floor was crowded, I could see, from my seat at the bar, that Jean Luc had slipped his hand under her dress and was clearly touching her above her stocking top and caressing her bottom. Sue had her head snuggled in to his neck and was arching her back slightly to push her crotch against what I suspect was his hardening cock. As the last dance was being announced Sue suddenly appeared at my side asking me to join her on the floor. We smooched for a while and then Sue whispered in my ear
‘You do love me, don’t you?’
To which I replied the obvious ‘of course I do’.
A few seconds passed and Sue whispered again
‘Will you invite Jean Luc back to spend the night at our house?’
I was stunned for a moment. For all the times I had fantasised about her being with another man, now it was actually a possibility a whole rash emotions swept across me, jealousy, insecurity, excitement, fear, the whole nine yards. I also realised that I had the biggest hard-on I’d had for years. It didn’t escape Sue’s attention either as she gently pushed against me and looked at me with deep twinkling eyes.
And now the crux. To my everlasting regret I bottled it!!!!
I don’t know to this day what stopped me. I guess when push came to shove I was too scared, wimpish, jealous maybe, to carry it through. Although we have never spoken about it since, many is the time I have wondered what might have happened. Would Sue have screwed him in front of me? Would she have sent me to the spare room? Would it have been a threesome? Would our relationship have changed for ever? One thing I do know for sure is that every time I ponder on it my dick gets as hard as hell!!!
If a similar situation were to occur again, what would I do? I’d like to think that next time I’d have to balls to go through with it but in my heart of hearts I’m not so sure.
I would love to hear of others that have had a similar experience, whether you had the balls to go through with it or wimped out, like me!!!
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