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She Remembered to Call


Ring-ring. Ring-ring. When our phone rings at 10:30 PM,
its either a wrong number or something has happened. In
this case it was Saturday night and my wife was away at a friend's
wedding, so I jumped out of bed to grab the phone before the
machine picked it up.

"Hello, " I grumbled.

"Hi, " said my wife at the other end.

"Is everything OK?" I asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"Well it's late and your call scared me. I didn't
expect to hear from you until tomorrow morning. I figured
you'd be at the wedding partying all night. Why are
you calling?"

"Uh, remember what you have been telling me about
your fantasy?" she asked.

"No. What do you mean?" I said, knowing full
well what she was talking about. I played dumb to get her
to say it.

"You know, about me being with another guy?"

Her words were sounding a little slow and slurred, and I
figured she had been drinking, but the call still surprised
me. "Are you drunk?" I asked.

"A little, maybe. I have had four or five glasses of
wine and I am feeling good, but I think I am still thinking
clearly. I have had enough to let my guard down and I am calling
to see if you still want me to make your fantasy true. Let
me know since I need to move now."

At this moment I didn't know what to say. My wife was
500 miles attending a friend's wedding staying at
the hotel where the wedding was held. We had both been invited,
but since we have four small children it would have been
too difficult for both of us to go, so she went alone. She
left Friday and drove a rental car since it worked out to
be cheaper than flying. She arrived that evening, went
to the rehearsal dinner, then spent Saturday afternoon
driving around on her own sightseeing. She called me a few
times to check on the kids and to let me know her progress.
I last heard from her right before she left her room for the

Her call was still shocking and I needed to know all the details
before I could give her an answer. My wife, Jennifer, is
a very attractive woman, although she doesn't think
so. She is 32 years old, 5'3", 115 pounds, and
has a very well proportioned body. After having three kids
in the past five years, her body bounced back nicely and
looks very much like her pre-pregnancy figure. Everything
except her breasts. What were firm, full 34B's were
now soft and sensuous 36C's. I liked the change in them,
but she thought they didn't look good anymore.

"What do you have to move on? Is the wedding over?"
I asked.

"Pretty much. The people who are still left have moved
into the hotel bar which has a dance floor. That's why
I am calling you now to see what you think. There is someone
I have been dancing with who has made it very clear he wants
to be with me tonight, " she said.

"And just how did he do that?"

"Well, we were dancing a slow dance and he was feeling
up my ass pretty sexually and grinding himself into me.
I could feel his penis through his pants and, uhh, he whispered
in my ear and told me he wanted me. Then, when we walked off
the floor, I ran my hand over his crotch to check. Are you
angry with me for doing that?" she asked.

"Angry? No way! Right now I am wicked excited and have
a hard-on that could break a two by four. I masturbated earlier
tonight and I am about to blow again just from what you are
telling me. Who is this guy and does he know you're married?"
I asked her.

"I met him last night at the rehearsal dinner. His
name is Ian. We were seated across from each other and spent
the whole evening talking like old girlfriends. And yes,
he knows about our whole family. He's from out of town
and I will probably never see him again."

"What's he look like and why was he at the dinner?"
I asked.

"He looks a little like you, maybe a little shorter,
and he's younger, maybe 29. He was at the dinner for
the same reason I was - we both arrived a day early and the
families invited everyone who was there. After the dinner
we went to the hotel lobby bar, had a few more drinks and just
talked. We ended up closing the place, but nothing happened
last night. I swear. I didn't even get any vibes from
him then. Tonight it's been a whole different story.
We have danced and talked and laughed a ton. He's a really
good dancer and we move well together."

I was little jealous about the dancing part since we never
dance together anymore, but it was interesting to hear
my wife describing him as looking like me. I am 6' tall
and weigh about 190 and like her, I am also 32 years old. Over
the years I have noticed that any guy she ever found attractive
shared similar features with me. I guess she likes my type.
"But you called me at 9:30 last night to say goodnight.
What time did the lobby bar close?"

"I was in my room when I called you because I needed
to pee. I didn't tell you I was heading out since I didn't
want you to get any ideas. I'm sorry."

"No problem, I'm just glad you called now."
Now I had to make a decision. Did I want my wife to have sex
with some other guy, her first time, while she was away and
I couldn't watch? If I said yes, I would miss out on her
first time - a prime part of my fantasy. If I said no, what
was the chance it would ever happen again? I figured her
being on her own gave her the freedom to enjoy herself. I
was still in a little shock since I had only told her about
this fantasy of mine six months ago and we had barely even
talked about it. One shared story from the web we read together
and that was it. I guess it hit home with her since normally
she doesn't warm up to anything out of the ordinary
this fast.

"Well, " she asked, "do you want me to
do this?"

"Do you want to?"

"I think so, on two accounts. One, I am intrigued by
making your fantasy come true. The other is I am attracted
to this guy and am interested. I have noticed guys like this
ever since you told me your fantasy and have been thinking
about it a lot."

"OK, " I said, "then I want to you do it,
but under a couple of conditions. First, you enjoy yourself.
Let go and have fun. I don't want you holding back. Two,
you make sure he wears a condom - we have enough kids already
and you are the fertile type (I got fixed right after the
birth of our fourth kid). Finally, I want to hear about it.
Not in the morning or when you get home since you will probably
forget all the juicy details which is what I want to hear.
No, I want to hear it when it happens. I want you to call me
as soon as you get started and leave the phone off the hook.
I also want to you narrate things to me. Can you do that for

"Yes, I can do that, but I have another secret for you.
Shortly after we read that story together, I went on the
pill. Reading about that women having sex with some unknown
guy while her husband was hiding in the closet turned me
on so much I guess I knew this moment would come, so I went
on the pill and didn't tell you."

"Holy shit! I think I just blew my load from you telling
me that. Change it to make sure he leaves his load in you then.
That's my ultimate fantasy, you know?"

"Yes, I know. That's why I went on the pill. You
aren't mad I kept it a secret, are you?"

"I'm not mad at all, I guess timing is everything.
If you had told me at another time I probably wouldn't
feel the same. Man, I just wish I were there to be able to watch
you, or join in. Hot Damn! OK, do you think he'll protest
to the phone thing?"

"If he wants me, he won't have a choice. I don't
know which room we'll be in, so I will call you on my cell
phone. It's fully charged and since the minutes are
free it won't cost anything. I'll call you soon.
I love you."

"Have a great time, I am so looking forward to your
call. I can't believe this is happening. I love you
sooo much. Bye."

"I love you too. Thanks. I'll talk to you soon.
Bye, " she said then hung up.

I was in shock. My wife was going to have sex with some guy
and I really hadn't tested my feelings about it yet.
Well, it's too late now. I hope she remembers to call,
and if not, I hope she remembers to tell me when I talk to her

About 45 minutes later the phone rang again. This time I
was waiting for it, but I was still startled.

"Hello, " I whispered.

"Are you still sure?" my wife asked.

"I guess so, where are you?"

"I'm in my room waiting for him. I invited him
up for a 'night-cap' but he said he wanted to grab
a quick shower first. He said the dancing made him all sweaty
and he felt gross. The dancing made me sweaty too, so I showered
as well."

"What are you wearing?"

"Just my favorite blue t-shirt and those kick around
loose shorts I always wear."

"The really loose shorts? Are you wearing a bra? What
about underwear? Are you wearing a thong?" I knew
I was grilling her at this point, but I was so excited I couldn't
help myself.

"Hee hee, " she laughed, "you sound like
a little kid in a candy store. To answer, yes, the really
loose shorts, no bra or underwear."

"Wow - no underwear! I think you look so hot in a thong,
but no underwear is even more sexy." This turned me
on even more because the shorts in question have very large
leg openings. Without underwear, depending on how she
sat, you would be able to see her pussy. "It's
a good thing I recently trimmed your crotch hair, huh? Too
bad you're not shaved anymore." She hasn't
shaved her pussy since before she was pregnant, even though
I have been insisting, or more accurately, begging.

"I guess, " she said then there was a knock on
the door, "He's here, so I am going to put the phone
down. Are you still sure?"

"Yes, I am. I can't wait. Don't forget to
narrate when you can, OK?" She didn't answer
but I could hear her stand up and open the door. While I couldn't
make out any of the conversations, I knew she invited him
in since I heard two voices talking.

For the next twenty or thirty minutes I could hear talking
and laughing, but nothing was clear. A few times I heard
drinks being poured and more laughing so I could tell she
was enjoying Ian's company. Then it went quiet for
a little while.

All of a sudden my wife picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"

"How are things going?" I asked. She told me
Ian went out to get some ice but things had heated up. They
had been holding hands and he had rubbed her leg. She was
pretty sure he could tell she didn't have any underwear
on by
the way he moved around and looked up her shorts. She told
me it made her very wet and she had butterflies in her stomach.
I asked if they had kissed at all, and she said only a little.
Then she put the phone down since Ian had come back.

I guess she had placed the phone in a new location because
I could hear them pretty well now. Ian had come back with
the ice, but as he put it down, Jennifer had turned him around
and kissed him. I could hear them kissing for long time,
then I heard the bed rustle as they lay down.

Now I could hear the sounds of them kissing very deeply and
passionately. I could tell that every so often they broke
and one or the other would nibble on each other's neck
and ears. I could hear my wife's breathing change and
low sighs of pleasure come from her.

"Rich?" she sighed.

"I'm here, " I replied

"He's kissing my neck and he has his hands inside
my shirt. He's squeezing my nipples just right. It's
making me so turned on. Oh hang on, he's taking my shirt
off." Wow! Someone I didn't know, and my wife
didn't until just recently, was going to experience
my wife's wonderful breasts. I was flying.

She put down the phone and I heard more rustling. I think
I heard my wife say to Ian that he had to take his shirt off
now too.

"I'm back. He's sucking on my tits now. He's
really good at it. His hand is working its way up my short
leg. He just passed over my pussy ever so gently. God this
is good!" I was in heaven thinking of the pleasure
and feeling my wife was receiving. I was slowly rubbing
my cock, but trying to hold off from coming.

She put the phone back down and I heard more rustling on the
bed. I heard some sucking sounds and the sound of a man sighing.
I figured Jennifer was now kissing his chest and sucking
on his nipples. I could hear Ian tell Jennifer it felt good
and he liked it. Then I heard Jennifer tell him to lift his
hips up. I heard his pants unzip and more rustling. She was
taking off his pants now. My head and heart were racing as
my wife was turning this man on by being a sexually aggressive

"Hello, Rich?" said a man's voice.


"Hi. Jennifer said I should talk to you and tell you
what she was doing. It feels weird, but do you mind? You have
a hell of a wife here let me tell you. She's really hot."

"Yeah, please tell me what she is doing, in great detail.
I am sure you are enjoying it, " I answered.

"Oh yeah, I am enjoying it. She just took off my pants
and underwear and is stroking my cock. She is kissing my
chest and sucking on my nipples. It feels incredible. She
is awesome. Oh god, she's kissing her way down my belly
and is starting to lick the head of my dick."

"Tell me, Ian, are you circumcised?" I asked.
I am not and I think my wife secretly misses the taste of a
circumcised penis.

"Yes, why?" But before I could answer, he started
talking again. "Man, she is sucking my cock. She is
taking the end into her mouth and licking it like a big lollipop.
At the same time she is using her hand to stroke me. Ohhhh.
Now she is licking the shaft up and down and rubbing my balls.
Oooooh, it feels great. I can't talk at the same time,
I'm sorry."

Ian put down the phone but I could still hear what was going
on. Jennifer was sucking his cock and using her hand to stoke
him at the same time. She sometimes does this with me where
she makes her mouth feel like a wet, tight pussy moving up
and down just on the head of my dick. She then uses her hand
to rub the shaft at the same time. She must have been doing
this since I know how I react and that was what I was hearing
from Ian. He was groaning in rhythm to the movements I heard.

Just then I heard him cry out he was close. The movements
picked up and he told Jennifer that if she kept it up she would
get a mouthful. Things didn't slow down and I heard
Ian groan loudly as he erupted. I could hear Jennifer sucking
hard and not making any other noises and I figured she took
his load in her mouth. I then heard her ask Ian if he liked
that, so I knew she had swallowed it. Ian replied it was the
best ever. This was incredible - my loving wife had sucked
a man off and swallowed him completely. I always thought
she gave one of the best blowjobs ever and this confirmed

After a few moments and some more rustling, I could hear
them kissing a little again. Then I heard Ian say that turnabout
was fair play. Could this mean that someone else was going
to taste my wife's pussy? I was hoping.

Jennifer got back on the phone, "Are you still there?"

"Yes - did you swallow him?"

"Yeah, he was very tasty so I couldn't help myself."

"Is he bigger than me?"

"No, about the same size. Maybe a little bigger at
the head. He's circumcised so it feels different."

"What's he doing now?"

"He's sucking my nipples again and starting
to pull my shorts off. Oops hang on." She put the phone
down and I heard the bed move again. "OK, I'm back.
He just slid my shorts off. He's kissing my stomach
and running his hand over my crotch. Ohhh, he just rubbed
my clit and ran his fingers down my opening. I am so slick
from being so turned on. He was playing with my crotch through
my shorts when I was sucking him. He's got a finger in
me now. Oooh, uunghhh, it's good. Oh, he's starting
to kiss me down there. He's
licking on both sides and in the middle. Uhhh, uhhhh, uhhhh,
he's licking my clit while putting a couple of fingers
in. It's like he knew what I like it's so good. His
other hand is underneath me lifting my ass. I don't
know how he's doing this, but he's licking me up
and down and flicking my clit, while he's got a few fingers
in me moving in and out. Ooooh, uhhhh, he's pushing
at my asshole just a little. Ohhh, he's fingering me
there too. I feel out of control. I am so close to coming."

She stopped talking and I heard her breathing change. She
was breathing in short pants and puffs and was groaning
with the guttural sound she makes when she's about
to come. She was no longer talking to me on the phone, but
I could hear her grunt and moan hard as she came. Uhhh, uhhh,
uhhh, uunghh, oooooh, oooohhhh. It sounded like she had
a really big orgasm. After about a minute she stopped moaning
and I heard her trying to catch her breath. I gathered from
the sounds Ian moved up the bed and was laying next to her.
It sounded like they were kissing again.

Neither of them talked for a little while. After a few minutes
I heard Jennifer say to Ian she wanted him in her and I heard
them moving on the bed.

She picked up the phone again and started talking, "He's
in between my legs on top of me. He's rubbing his dick
up and down my crotch. I can't believe he's hard
again. My God, this is more than I ever expected."

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"I didn't think I would be this exciting. It's
like the very first time all over again. Did you hear me come?
Did you come yet?"

"It is the first time for you, and yes, I came when you
came. Keep talking if you can."

"Ohhh, he's pushing into me. I am spreading for
him. It feels good. I am getting that full feeling. He's
going slow. Ohhhh, now he's all the way in filling me.
He is grinding against my clit and it is sending electric
shocks through me."

The sounds of the bed gave away Jennifer and Ian's movements.
She wasn't talking anymore, but I could hear them moving
together having sex. They were moving rhythmically with
an occasional different sound throwing off the rhythm.
I guessed Ian was driving into her deeper and pulling out
farther during these movements. Jennifer was breathing
harder and harder and making sounds like she would come
for a second time. My wife was going to have another orgasm
with this guy, this time with his hard cock buried deep inside
her. She was full of his manhood and her sounds gave away
she was enjoying it.

My cock was still hard and I was masturbating again. This
would be my second time tonight and my third time today and
I was getting sore, but I couldn't stop. I had soaked
through the t-shirt I was using to catch my semen and had
to find another. I was in ecstasy and was hoping Jennifer
was too.

Their movements stopped for a minute and I heard them talking
a little. It sounding like Ian was getting her to change
positions. He asked her to get on her hands and knees so he
could take her from behind. I heard some motions but didn't
hear anything else for a little while when Jennifer suddenly
cried out with a loud "Unghhh" as he entered
her. I heard the bed start moving again and Jennifer picked
up the phone.

"He's taking me the way you like, from behind."

"Do you like it from him?"

"Ohhh yessss, " she cried out. "He's
filling me and driving deep into me. I am so on the edge again.
He's reaching around and playing with my clit. I am
about to come again!" which was the last thing she
said to me before she shouted out in more moans and grunts
as she came.

She must have come for four minutes in what I figured was
three orgasms back to back. As she settled down I heard her
say to Ian to get on his back. I heard them move and I figured
she was going to straddle him and bounce up and down. She
does this with me when she wants to make me come. Ian was a
lucky man if he was getting this treatment. I was amazed
he held out from coming this long, but in this position,
he would be finished soon. Jennifer was just too good like
this. Ian would come, and he would have to shoot his load
into my wife's pussy. I wish I was there to witness it
and then follow up with one of my own, but this was the next
best thing.

I heard the bed start moving and Jennifer start to moan some
more. I heard Ian moan as well. Their actions kept up for
awhile when Jennifer started to make sounds like she was
going to have another orgasm. This was incredible - it would
have been at least her fifth orgasm tonight. Ian then started
to make sounds like he was going to come. The two of them were
driving me crazy, I stopped stroking myself, but it didn't
matter. I came without touching myself. Just as I did, I
heard Ian call out he was coming. Jennifer increased the
movements and I knew he came in her. His orgasm sounded huge
and went on for at least 20 seconds. Right afterwards everything
went quiet.

A few minutes had passed when I heard them move again. It
sounded like they were separating from their position.
After a little while Jennifer picked up the phone, "Did
you get all that?"

"Yeah. How many times did you come?" I asked

"I lost count. There were many little ones between
the big ones."

"Did he come inside you? Where is he now?"

"He came in me. It was huge, especially for a second
one. It was gushing out of me while I was still moving on top
of him. It was a fantastic feeling - I could feel him shoot
it into me. It put me over the edge and made me come again.
He's in the bathroom cleaning up a little now."

"Did you enjoy it?" I asked.

"Ohhhh yeahhhh! I wish you had been here for this since
I would have liked to have you too tonight, but this was very
satisfying. Maybe we can do this together some other night."

"You mean you'll do this again?"

"Hell yeah, but only with you next to me." I could
tell by her voice she was trembling with excitement.

"Is he staying the night? I asked.

"I don't know. Maybe. I am a little worn out, so
I am done for now, but I don't know. Are you sure you aren't
mad at me."

"Jen, I am so excited and turned on, there is no way
I could be mad. I came four times myself, once without touching
myself. I am so glad you enjoyed yourself."

"OK, I am going to hang up. I may take a shower with him
and the phone isn't waterproof. I love you. Thank you
for letting this happen"

"I love you too, and thank you for doing this for me.
If you guys shower and get started again, you don't
have to call me. But if you do it again I will expect a full,
detailed report in the morning, OK?"

"OK, I promise. I love you. Bye."

"I love you too, bye." We hung up. I was wired.
I was so turned on and excited I didn't know if I would
get to sleep. I looked at the clock and it was 1:30 AM. I had
to try to sleep, but I was still hard as ever. I masturbated
one more time and tried to sleep.

The phone ringing at 8:30 AM woke me from my slumber. It was
my wife again and she had another story to tell.

“Hi! I didn’t expect to hear from you this early, ” I said
to my wife. It was 8:30 AM and her calling woke me from my slumber.

“Well, you told me to call you with a full detailed report
in the morning, remember?” she reminded me. She sounded
tired, but had a spark in her voice I hadn’t heard in a long

“Well, yeah, I did, but I really didn’t expect to hear from
you until much later. You actually woke me up. I was so wired
from your call last night I had a hard time falling asleep.”

“I am tired too, but since it’s an eight hour drive home,
I knew I had to get up early if I wanted to get home at a reasonable
hour. And I want to get home to see you as soon as possible.”

“So?” I asked. “How did the shower and the rest of the night
go? What time did you get to sleep?” The previous night my
wife had sex with another man for the first time since we
were married. She did this to fulfill a fantasy of mine,
but I think she enjoyed it as much, if not more, than I did.
She had called me before things got started to clear it with
me, and at my request, kept me on the line while she was with
the guy. I was able to hear nearly everything, and she actually
narrated some of the action to me. Needless to say, it was
a very hot experience and I had an orgasm just listening
to her ‒ I didn’t even have to stroke myself.

“Ian left at about 2:30 AM, and I went to bed right away. I
have a big surprise for you when I get home.”

“What? What is it?” I squealed. I’m not good with surprises.

“Calm down Rich, I’m not telling. You’ll have to wait for
this one, but I think you’ll like it. Anyway, don’t you want
the detailed report?” she asked.

“Yeah, I’m sorry. You’ve got me so excited again. Go ahead.”
This fantasy of mine was getting better all the time.

“OK, here goes, ” she paused as she took a deep breath, “after
I hung up with you, I joined Ian in the shower. I don’t think
he was expecting me, but he didn’t seem to mind. As I climbed
in he was washing his cock, which was still somewhat hard.
I took over and helped him, which made him harder. I think
he was ready to come right there, so he pulled my hand away
and hugged me. We started kissing really deeply, but since
he’s almost six feet tall, like you, the water from the shower
was just flying in my face so we had to stop.”

“So, what next?” I gasped.

“I’m telling you. Let me finish, ” she complained. I was
so excited I had cut her off. I didn’t want to break her rhythm
so I shut up. “He turned me around so he was facing my back
and began to wash my front. We were really soapy and he was
massaging my breasts and pinching my nipples again. The
slipperiness of the soap made it fun. He then started to
wash my crotch, but it wasn’t really washing ‒ he was rubbing
my clit and fingering me again. I could feel his cum rush
out as he opened me up which really made me excited.”

I was hard again at hearing this. I could imagine the cum
dripping out of her pussy.

“While he was rubbing my pussy, ” she continued, “I could
feel his cock pushing into the small of my back. I reached
around and started to stroke it, but he crouched down so
he could enter me standing up. We were still all soapy, so
as he came up to enter me, I shifted my hips and let him in.
The soap and his playing with me had me so turned on, I couldn’t
help myself and let him go there.”

“So you guys had sex in the shower? How was it?” I asked.

“I don’t think you are getting what I am saying. I shifted
and let him in there. In back, ” she said quietly, almost
sounding embarrassed.

“You mean in your ass? You had anal sex with him?”

“Yeah. I was so turned on, and we were so slippery with the
soap, I just wanted to feel him in my ass.”

“Oh my God! How was it? You normally aren’t into that.”

“I know, but it was just right. He slid in so easily and it
didn’t hurt. I guess I was just turned on so much I wanted
him everywhere and I wanted to tell you about it. I didn’t
want any part of your fantasy to go missing.”

“Did he know he was in your ass?” I asked.

“Oh yeah! He immediately started groaning and saying how
good it felt. He was saying he loved my tight ass and started
to move in and out. He was still rubbing my clit as well and
I must have come twice within minutes. I thought I would
fall over, but he was holding me up on his cock. It was so good,
it makes me want to have more anal sex now.”

“I think I am about to come again. Hon, I am flyin’! This sounds
so good. Did he come in your ass?”

“Let me finish, OK? Don’t worry, I’ll tell you everything.
He kept moving in and out of me and I felt like my body was going
to explode in ecstasy. He didn’t last long however, and
let me tell you, when I felt him start to come it was wild!
I could feel his cock enlarge as it filled up right before
he shot into me, and the added pressure on my asshole caused
me to come one more time. He must have come the most during
this since he went on for a really long time and we almost
collapsed in the shower. He slowly softened and slipped
out, and I could fell his cum ooze out of my ass. It was outstanding.”

“Wow! Then what happened?”

“We were both pretty spent at this time, so we got cleaned
up and got out of the shower. He hung around for a little while
and we kissed some more, then he said goodnight and went
back to his own room.”

“He didn’t stay the night?” I asked.

“No, I didn’t want him to. I wanted to rest and I was done with
him. My love is with you ‒ he was just passion and sex. You
were right, because our commitment is so strong, I didn’t
feel any type of attachment to him and only wanted him for
the sex. He’s gone and I am coming home to you. I can come back,
can’t I? You aren’t angry are you?”

“Angry? Ha! No way. I wish you were flying so I could see you
sooner. I must have you. What is the surprise anyway?” I
was trying to slip her up into telling me.

“Nope ‒ you’ll have to wait for that. OK, I have to go so I can
pack and head home. I want to get home soon too. Even though
I am sore, I want you as well.”

“Are you seeing Ian again this morning before you go?” I

“I don’t think so. Like I said, I am done and just want to come
home to you.”

“Did you enjoy yourself?

“Yes I did. Very much so. Thank you for the opportunity.
I love you.”

“Thank me? Uh-uh. Thank you. It was you fulfilling my fantasy.
OK, I’ll let you go. Drive carefully and I will see you soon.
I love you!”

“Love you too! See you soon, ” she said, then she hung up.

About 7:30 that evening, she pulled into the driveway.
I was a bundle of nerves. Not only did I miss her after being
away for three days, I was so excited to see her I couldn’t
contain myself. I met her at the door and took her bags as
she walked in. I gave a quick kiss, but she seemed embarrassed,
almost distant to me, which I guess is understandable after
what had happened. I told her I loved her and was excited
to see her, which perked her up a bit. She came to me and gave
me a big kiss and just held me for awhile. We kissed each other
for a little bit when she said wanted to go upstairs and grab
a shower.

“But what about my surprise?” I asked.

“After my shower, ” she replied as she walked upstairs
to our bathroom.

“I can wait for my surprise for after the shower, but I need
to have you now, ” I told her.

“No, after I shower, I feel dirty, ” she said.

“I don’t care, we can shower together, let’s get messy before
you shower, ” I said to her, in what was a very unromantic

“No, you don’t want to. I am dirty down there, ” she said
aiming her eyes towards her crotch.

“What do you mean, down there?” I asked.

“I have more to tell. I was going to call from the car, but
I didn’t think I could drive and talk.”

“What? Did something happen after we spoke this morning?”

“Sure did. I ran into Ian as I was putting my stuff in my car
and we did it again.”

“What do you mean? Where?”

“In the rental car”

“Where? In a garage or did you go parking somewhere?” I was
again acting like the kid in candy store. Here’s my wife,
this time right in front of me telling me about her tryst
in person. “Let’s hear it. With details.”

“All right, sit down and I will tell you the whole thing.”

I sat down on the edge of the bed and she sat cross legged on
the floor in front of me.

“I was leaving with my bag after checking out and Ian saw
me from the lobby breakfast bar. He came up and offered to
carry my bag to my car. We talked a little and laughed, and
after he put my bag in the trunk, he leaned over to give me
a kiss goodbye. As his lips touched mine, I got wet again
thinking of the fun he and I just had. I guess it caused me
to kiss back with enthusiasm, because before I knew it,
we were in a full makeout session right there leaning against
the car. I asked if he still had his room and, oh, I am so horrible,
look what kind of slut I have become, ” she said with a little

“Jenn, you’re no slut. You were just enjoying yourself.
You were fulfilling a fantasy for me. You’re a great wife, ”
I told her trying to make her feel better.

“Rich, I think I enjoyed it more than you did and I feel horrible
about it.”

“I don’t think so, look!” I said, pointing to my hard on pushing
against my sweatpants. “Please, this is what I wanted too,
so continue. You were making out at the car and you asked
if he still had his room.”

“OK, I’ll continue. He told me he had checked out too and
I felt a little disappointed. We kept kissing when I finally
opened the car door and crawled into the back seat pulling
him in with me. He didn’t hesitate for a minute.”

“So what happened next?”

“As soon as he shut the door, his hands were all over me and
mine on him. We were kissing and he was feeling my breasts
under my shirt. It had the same effect as the night before
‒ I just had to have him again. I unbuckled his pants and pulled
them down and started to give him another blowjob right
there in the back seat of the car. As I was doing that, he had
reached around me and was playing with my ass inside my pants.”

“Did he come in your mouth again?”

“No, he stopped me saying he didn’t have enough left and
wanted to have me one more time before we never saw each other
again. I sat up and he started to remove my shirt. I had on
just a sweatshirt with no bra so as soon as he took that off,
he started kissing and sucking on my nipples. I pulled his
shirt off of him too. He then had me lay down on my back and
started to pull my pants down ‒ underwear and all in one shot.
As soon as he got my pants past my knees and my legs were able
to spread, he could see my wetness.”

“Where was the car parked? Could anyone see you guys? You
were both pretty much naked at this point weren’t you?”
I asked.

“That was the exciting part. This was broad daylight, and
we were just in a regular parking spot. We were kind of at
the back of the lot, which was pretty big, but anyone could
have come by and seen us. Rich, this turned me on even more.”

Holy shit! Now not only did my wife experience the thrill
of pure sex, she was becoming an exhibitionist. This was
too much for me and I pulled my cock out so I could stroke it.
I didn’t even think of the fact that my wife was three feet
in front of me watching.

“Hey, put that away so we can save it for later, ” she said
as she leaned over and gave it a little kiss. “I still have
a story to tell.”

“I’m about to come, so don’t touch it again unless you want
me to shoot one all over you.”

“Let me finish then. Ian had me undressed and started to
lick me again. I was already wet, but this just made me hotter.
I guess I started to make noise like I was going to come, which
made him really go at me. He had a couple of fingers in me and
out of the blue, with no warning, I came. It was different
since there was no build up ‒ just an explosion. I had to pull
away from him since it was so intense so I sat up and crawled
on top of him. Now I was sitting in his lap facing him. I moved
my hips so he could enter me and we fucked right there in the
back seat of the car.”

“You were sitting upright now on him, right? I mean, people
could see your naked body and know what you were doing if
they just happened to drive by and look now, right?

“That was the best part. I was totally naked in broad day
light fucking this guy in the backseat of a rental car and
anyone walking by could have seen, or heard, the whole thing.
I have to tell you, it brought me to a higher level and just
thinking about it now has got me excited again.”

“Keep going with the details, please.”

“We didn’t last long this time. The possibility of being
caught had me on the edge, and my blowjob had Ian ready to
go, so after a few minutes I felt him tense up and drive into
me deeper as he came. It must have been a good one since he
relaxed immediately afterwards and we stopped. When he
came, it was just like when we were in the shower ‒ I could
feel his cock expand inside me right before he came. I swear,
he was cross eyed when we finished this one.”

That was all I could take in hearing. I had to have her right
now and I wasn’t taking no for an answer. I leaned forward
and started to take her shirt off.

“Hey, what are you doing?” she pleaded.

“No choice now, hon, ” I said to her. “I am having you now,
I can’t wait”

“But I am dirty. With him. Down there. I have been sitting
in it all the way home.”

This turned me on even more to know that his load was still
in her pussy.

“That’s fine with me, actually even better. It’s proof
positive of your activities and I need to witness it.” I
had her shirt off and was tweaking her nipples a little.
“Stretch your legs out so I can pull your pants off.”

She did what I asked her, but as I pulled her pants off, she
held onto her underwear. When her legs opened, I could see
her crotch was wet through her panties. I figured this was
a combination of Ian’s semen and her wetness from telling
me. Her crotch looked different through her panties, but
I couldn’t tell what it was.

“Wait, stop!” She said as I tried to take off her panties.


“Let me do this part, ” she said as she stood up.

“All right, but hurry.”

She stood up and turned around so her back was to me. Keeping
her legs close together, she slid her panties down and stepped
out of them.

“Ready for your surprise?” she asked.


“Here it is!” she said as she turned around and faced me.
I was sitting on the floor and my face was level to her crotch.

“YOU SHAVED!” I blurted in excitement. “Wow, just the way
I like too, smooth all over, except for a small patch right
above your lips. This is awesome. Thank you, thank you,
thank you. When did you do this?”

“I’m glad you like it. Ian and I did it together during our
shower. We were done with the sex, but he picked up my razor
and started teasing me with it. Since I know how much you
like this look, I played back. He started with the top and
I just let him keep going. For the close work we were out of
the shower and I sat on the vanity top. He was really careful
and thorough too, check it out, ” she said as she turned
around, spread her legs and bent over. She was perfectly
smooth and clean. When she bent over I could see some of Ian’s
come still in her. I couldn’t help myself and leaned forward
and gave her a little lick.

“Hey!” she shouted as she jumped away. “You surprised me.
You don’t want to lick me know. I am dirty.”

“Yes I do want to lick you, even more so now. I can see Ian’s
deposit in you and I could taste it too. I want to lick you
now.” I stood up and grabbed her and laid her down on the floor.
She spread her legs and I went to town. He beautiful shaved
pussy was glistening with her wetness and the leftover
from Ian. I used my tongue on her like never before. She seemed
to enjoy it and pushed back against my face as I liked her.

“Ian was a lucky bastard I have to say, ” I said as I came up
for a little air.

“Why is that?” she asked.

“Because not only did he get to experience you, get a blow
job from you, have anal sex with you, but he got to see your
shaved pussy too. That’s so erotic.”

“He didn’t just see it, Rich. He did what you’re doing to
it now right after he shaved me and gave me another orgasm.
I am going to keep it shaved now because you were right. I
had forgotten how good oral sex is when I am shaved.”

This motivated me and I put a couple of fingers in her. She
was so wet and open for me. My fingers caused her to moan a
little like she was going to come, but I was using them to
pull Ian’s semen out so I could clean her up.

“Ummm, ummm, uhhhhh, don’t stop. This is good.” She was
moaning like she was going to come right away. I kept at it.
“Ummm, unghhh, unghhh, ooooh, ooooh, uhh, UHHH, UHHH!”
She bucked against my hand as I fingered and licked her.
“Enter me, please, enter me now!” she demanded.

I stood up and quickly took off my shirt and sweatpants and
got on top of her. I guided the head of my dick at her opening,
which was dripping with wetness. I started to enter and
it felt so hot and wet as well as a little loose. Knowing I
was going to put a second load into her was a huge turn, on
as was the feeling of her slippery, wet, shaven pussy.

“OH!” she grunted as I entered her. “Oooh, it feels good.
I’m coming, uhhh, uhhh, uhhh, uunghh, oooooh, oooohhhh!”
she cried out as she came. This put me over the edge and I shot
my load into her as well.

As I pulled out I looked down at her pussy. It was shining
with wetness and semen was dripping out of her still open
hole. I couldn’t help myself and leaned over and started
to lick her again.

“No, stop, ” she said. “I am done and want to shower. Please?”

“All right, go.”

She took a long, hot shower. I cleaned up a little and got
redressed. When she walked out she was naked and gorgeous
with her newly shaved crotch. It looked like she evened
out the little patch of hair that was left.

“Rich?” she asked.


“Are you angry at me?”

“Not at all. In fact, I am still excited.”

“Good. I am still excited too. I think you’ve woken a monster
in me and I want to do this more, but with you. I want to try
something else too.”

“What?” I asked.

“Do you have the digital camera nearby?”

“Yes, why?”

“When I was telling you the story about Ian and me in the car
and possibly being seen, I could feel my juices flow.”

“Are you saying what I think?”

“Probably. I want to take some pictures ‒ no head or face
‒ and post them on those websites you tell me about. I want
to see what kind of reaction they get.”

“What kind of pictures? Artistic shots? Full nudity? Sex?

“Yes. All of them, then I’ll decide what to post.”

That was all it took for me. I was hard again and had to have
her again. My formerly shy, reserved wife had turned into
a hot, sexual animal. I just hope I could keep up with her

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