Boyfriend Two:
So, after the security guard deployed her sexual intrigue of having a boyfriend, or fuck buddy, drastically subsided. I have to admit that I was very let down as I was still swimming in the passions of their then fairly recent office encounters and his perceived infidelities of her married body. I just could not shake the thought of her going outside of our marriage to allow another guy to slide his enormous cock inside of her and fill her in the way that she deserves and so lustfully craved. I found myself jerking off daily, if not more, to the replays in my head. It did not help matters that at times her desires did resurface and when they did she would address interests of mine that I had shared with her in a most taunting and surprising way. For example, I had mentioned a few times, hinting to the point of almost begging, that she bring home his used condom so that she could have me taste her lover's cum. To this she shared her immediate disgust. However, during one of her resurfaced desires she shared with me her unprovoked, and unsuggested, thought of being on birth control by the time that he got back state side so that, if he could prove that he was clean, she could take him bare and bring him home to me that way. My knees buckled beneath me when these words came from her mouth after so many times of telling me that her playing with another guy would not happen again. It reminded me of the first time she told me while we were having sex a year earlier in the back of her SUV, again completely unprovoked or suggested by me, as I was sliding in and out of her that she wanted me to sit in the corner of a room and watch as another man fucked her wildly, by which I immediately came, to her devilish grin. This share is what opened the door to me informing her that I shared the same desire, which ultimately lead to her pursuit in making it reality with the two failed attempts with her first two co-workers and ultimately making it reality with the security guard. Unfortunately, these resurfaced desires continued to become more and more infrequent as time went on. However, the lulls came to an end around April the following year, 2017.
Around March of that year a guy randomly sent her a text message saying, "here is the evidence you were asking for last night." Attached was a picture of a guy in his late 20's from the neck down to just below his waistline, shirt off, showing a very cut six pack. He apparently was given a false phone number from a girl he met at a club the night before; an unfortunate mishap that would turn into a very fortunate turn of events for all involved. For a month, the two of them continued to talk and from what she later told me the conversation did not take long to get sexual given the picture that was sent in the first message. It began innocently enough, but her mind was racing to the possibilities the moment she received that first message. He began flirting with her and when she told him she was married (an alleged attempt to deflect the course that was about to be taken as I know she was just making sure he was ok with it) he simply told her that this fact turned him on even more. This guy became even more driven by the fact that she was married and the prospect of trying to get my wife to abandon her wedding vows for him. He had later sent another picture of him naked in bed with a sheet covering strategically only his cock after replying to her question of what he was doing with, "laying in bed naked, horny, and hungry," lol. She did not hesitate to tell him that his picture intrigued her as to what was below the sheet. After a few more days of flirting her intrigue was satisfied when he sent her pictures of him in a tight pair of boxer shorts outlining his hard cock, and ultimately of him getting out of the shower with the full glory of his manhood exposed to her. He had a 7 inch cock with a girth proportionate to his length, and darker to match his darker colored skin. She of course, reciprocated with pictures of her in various stages of undress. However, she was very reluctant to tell me about her new pen pal as she had so many times before said she would never play with another guy again. The conversation escalated when he suggested that she tell me that she was going out with the girls for the night and she replied that I would not mind. Ultimately, she informed him that I might be ok with the two of them getting together, to his pleasant surprise! It took a month, about the end of April, and him directing her to tell me about the two of them, before she finally let me in on her new pen pal after asking me first what I would say if she found another guy. Of course, I told her I would be ecstatic and that she would have my full support and encouragement to play and pursue him. She then filled me in on there conversations and how they met.
Upon my renewed approval she proceeded to make plans with him to meet up at his place at the end of the Memorial Day weekend. We went out to the beach with my family for the day the day before they were to get together. During dinner she looked at her phone and then looked up at me with a mind-racing grin. I couldn't ask what the grin meant until we got in the car to drive home, but had an idea she got a message from him. I didn't even get the chance to ask before she anxiously told me the moment our s0n fell asleep in the back of the car. "He wants me to come over tonight." It was late, she had had a few dr1nks, we still had 45 minutes until we got home, she needed to get ready, and then drive 45 minutes to his place. Given the circumstances, she asked if she should go or should she just wait until the following day when they had plans. I knew she wanted him badly. I told her I would take care of our s0n and to message him back and tell him she would be over that night. I could hear in her voice her giddiness. She told him that we were both in the car now and he replied that he only wanted her to come. How fucking excited I got when she told me this, hearing another guy telling her he wanted to fuck her and for her to tell me to stay home! She assured him that she would be alone. When we got home, she quickly showered, shaved, and got dressed. She put on a short dress, a matching lace red thong and a half-shelf bra that provided support but left her nipples exposed to press through her dress, and after being assured by me how sexy she looked and was she was off. I spent the next 3 hours by myself, mind racing, and trying so desperately not to spend the whole time jerking off to the possibilities of what could be happening. The racing hit another gear when she called me to tell me she was on her way home.
When she got home she guided me to our guest bedroom. She was flush, disheveled, and was wearing the look of sexual satisfaction like a cloak draped over her. She slowly stripped while beginning to fill me in on everything that happened. When she first parked she had to park outside of the gate to his complex. She couldn't find a way in so she had to jump the fence. The image of her jumping a fence in her short dress that likely flew up above her waste when she jumped down exposing her married thong covered ass and pussy immediately showed me how motivated she was to feel him pressed against and inside of her. When she reached his door and rang the doorbell he answered the door in just a towel, only just getting out of the shower himself. He invited her in and they took no time pursuing their passions. His towel dropped and he quickly stripped her, to my disappointment not taking the time to admire the thong and bra set that she had picked out for him but no matter, while she immediately reached down for his strong cock, and after some time greeting each other he then took her to the bed. She spent some time paying close attention to his abs and then lowering to his cock. Again, he was about 7 inches and average girth for his length. I am only 5 inches, so it was good to know she was getting someone bigger than me again to fill her in the ways I simply cannot. Her pleasure truly is my pleasure. It's still weird for her to understand that; but it is what it is. She sucked his cock for some time, something she loves doing, just not with me. Again, I think size has a lot to do with it. She likes to feel it go down her throat and gag her and I just barely reach the back of her throat. He then reciprocated going down on her and then moved on top of her. Pulling out a condom from his bedside table drawer, she took it and slid it over his manhood. They began kissing again and he slowly slid his cock into my wife's pussy, letting her know what she had been missing the past eight months. He picked up pace fucking her hard and causing her to scream. She can get very loud when she is horny, and later found out his female neighbor heard everything that night! He spent a lot of time looking at her wedding set while fucking her. No doubt relishing in the fact that he was fucking another man's wife, a married woman in his own bed and without her husband's presence. She came twice and when he finally exploded inside the condom inside of her they both rolled over for some rest. They talked for a half hour or so. The things they possibly talked about still make my mind race today as I am writing this. After some time, she reached over to get him hard as her pussy needed him again. She asked if he was clean and he replied "yes" and asked the same of her. Upon confirmation, she guided his cock inside of her. Only this time bare with no condom; she wanted to feel him inside of her naturally and no doubt was also thinking of bringing him home to me this time. After some missionary, she got on top and rode him him reverse cowgirl and asked him to take some pictures of his cock sliding in and out of her married pussy. He complied and after some time blew his second load inside of my wife. This time, without the protection of a condom and being the first guy in 20 years, other than me, to introduce his seed to her bare pussy. About mid-story of her telling me about her escapade, she told me to lie down, pulled her panties off, and straddled my face as she finished the story. I could not fucking contain myself tasting another man's cum for the first time ever, and tasting it from the chalice of my gorgeous bride as she straddled my face telling me of her exploits of giving her married pussy to another man to fill in ways that I can't. I just wish he hadn't wasted that first load of the night in the condom! I blew my load and thanked her for being the wife that she is and allowing herself to pursue her inner slut with my inclusion.
Unfortunately, this was the only time that she fucked him. After his conquest was accomplished he disappeared for a while. Earned the nick name "Houdini" from us, lol. But the conversation leading up the previous month and its fruition was intoxicating. She did talk to him periodically and he did invite her over once more a few months later, again a spur of the moment booty call. Even telling her that he wanted to send her home to me with a present. As she and I discussed whether she should go as I fingered her, she informed me to be careful and not make her cum, that I "wanted that pussy hungry for his cock." She was right but she was also truly in between whether to go given his absence and I ultimately made her cum hard in the interim of the decision, which subsided her desire. That was the last time he asked and I regret now making her cum instead of sending her on her way to enjoy him again. But, c'est la vie! It was fun while it lasted!
Here is the picture he first messaged to her and one of the pictures she sent him.
