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The holiday season is in full swing with the usual festive gatherings. My wife, Lynn, and I are at a party hosted by one of her friends. We have been married for about 8 years and are in our late fifties. Lynn still looks very good as a result of her attention to her diet and regular workouts. We make the rounds at the party greeting old friends and meeting some new people. After awhile we get separated as we each find people that we have some common interests with. Eventually, I figure that I should touch base with Lynn. It takes me a while to find her in the large rambling home. When I do finally catch sight of her, she is sitting in a love seat in an out of the way alcove with a good looking guy. It is obvious that he is younger than us and that he takes very good care of his body. I can tell from their body language that they are enjoying each other’s company. They are sitting closer to each other than the love seat requires. Lynn’s face shows a happiness that I haven’t seen lately and she is leaning in towards him. As I watch, he puts his hand on her stocking covered leg and Lynn clearly welcomes the contact. I know that I should be jealous and go over and break up their flirtations, but instead I just watch for a couple of minutes as I feel a strange combination of satisfaction that Lynn is so happy, jealousy that Lynn is turned on by this guy, and arousal by the obvious sexual undertones of the scene. For as long as I can remember, I have been turned on by dominant women. I am happiest when I take a submissive role sexually and focus on her pleasure. I guess it sort of follows that I am turned on by the vision of Lynn being pleasured by strong virile hunks. Before I met Lynn, my ex-wife and other girlfriends cheated on me. When I found out about their affairs I had strong conflicting emotions. I was angry and hurt about the deception and lies, but the thought of them with their lovers was intensely arousing. I always wished that the woman in my life would openly take a lover so I could experience the sexual arousal of her extracurricular activities without the hurt of the deception. Lately, another issue has come up. I am in my late fifties and I can’t perform the way that I used to. Even though she doesn’t complain, I know that Lynn is disappointed. I feel guilty that I cannot pleasure her the way that she deserves. I have thought that she should take a virile lover to give her what she needs that I can’t give her any more. After watching Lynn and her friend for a couple more minutes, I let them enjoy their flirtations for a while. As I go to get another drink, I think about where this might lead. I feel some anxiety about reliving the hurts I have experienced in the past. Those feelings, though, are dwarfed by the excitement of where this might lead. I imagine Lynn and this good looking younger guy locked in a passionate embrace. It is a challenge to hide the obvious bulge Escort Karşıyaka in my pants. I engage in small talk with some other people at the party, but my mind is preoccupied with what is happening with Lynn and her new friend. Eventually, I decide to go check on them. I head back to the alcove. They are sitting even closer and have turned toward each other more. His hand on her leg is up under the hem of her dress and Lynn’s hand is resting on his leg teasingly close to what looks like a bulge in his pants. I stand for what seems forever as I battle the conflict between the fear of being deceived yet again and the excitement of seeing Lynn’s obvious attraction to this other guy. My thoughts are broken when Lynn sees me and motions for me to come over. “Looks like you have made a new friend, Lynn.” “Yes, this is Jim. He also went to Sandia High but a few years after me. He is in John’s class and remembers him.” John is Lynn’s younger brother who had cerebral palsy. He died a couple of years ago. He was 10 years younger than Lynn. Lynn was very close to John so Lynn would be drawn to someone that remembered him. “It is nice to meet you, Stephen. I hope you don’t mind that I am monopolizing your wife.” Lynn motions to a nearby chair. “Why don’t you grab that chair and we can get to know each other, Stephen.” The way that Lynn is being so open about what is happening eases my fears and I am left with the arousal of seeing their attraction. I also like that Lynn is taking charge. I place the chair facing them and sit down. Jim and Lynn turn to face me. Jim puts his arm around Lynn’s shoulder and Lynn leans into him just like they are already a couple. “Hanging out with Lynn has been really good for me. My wife died a few months ago and I have missed female companionship.” “Jim shared some good memories of John, too.” As Lynn says this, she gives Jim a warm smile. “I am sorry to hear about your loss, Jim. I can tell that Lynn is enjoying your company so if she is happy, I am happy.” “I am so lucky that I don’t have a jealous husband!” We chat for a while. Jim is a pleasant guy and easy to talk to. While we talk Jim keeps his arm around Lynn and holds her close. Lynn looks at me with this questioning look like she is asking if this is OK. I just smile back at her and she responds by snuggling up against Jim while watching me for a reaction. I find myself incredibly aroused by the situation. When the party starts to break up, Lynn says it is time to call it an evening. Jim and Lynn exchange numbers. There is an unmistakable spark between them as they enter each other particulars into their phones. The three of us thank our hosts for a wonderful party. As we walk out to the cars, Jim and Lynn act like a couple and I know that I look like a third wheel. I wonder what people think of the situation. This is embarrassing and arousing at the same time. bornova escort When we get to our car, I open Lynn’s door for her and shake Jim’s hand. Lynn turns to Jim to give him a good night hug. The hug lingers longer than usual. Jim then bends his face down toward Lynn. She turns her face up to his and they kiss. At first it is just a short friendly kiss. They separate for a second and then their lips join in a passionate kiss. As their tongues explore each other’s mouths, Jim grabs Lynn’s ass and grinds his crotch into her. They stand kissing and humping against each other for what seems like forever though it is probably only a minute or two. They break their embrace and Lynn gets in the car. I close the door and get in the driver’s side. Jim and Lynn wave at each other as he walks off to his car. I start up the car and drive home as Lynn looks at me with a worried look. “I hope you are not too mad at me for that.” Instead of answering, I take her hand and place it on my raging hard-on. “Oh, I guess you meant it all those times you told me you would be turned on by me having a boyfriend!” “Yes, I mean it. Just don’t lie to me about what is going on. So is Jim your boyfriend?” “Well, I am very attracted to him…” “That is obvious! Are you going to see him again?” “I don’t know where I want this to go. I don’t want to lose what we have. “You deserve to have your cake and eat it, too.” “I need to think about this. I do know that I want you to eat me and bring me off when we get home!” Fortunately, we are only a few minutes away from home. Neither of us says anything else, but Lynn lightly strokes my hard dick through the fabric of my pants. It has been a long time since I wanted her as much as I do at that moment. It has also been a long time since I have had such a strong erection. I pull the car into the garage and we both hurry out of the car up to our bedroom. I grab her and we kiss passionately. Lynn shoves me away and starts to take her clothes off and I immediately follow suite. She lays down on the bed and spreads her legs wide. “Eat me! Make me cum!” I dive between her legs and start to kiss her pussy lips. She grabs my hair and holds my face to her cunt. “Pinch my nipples while you eat me!” I immediately comply. She loves it when I use my hands to abuse her tits while I attack her pussy with my tongue. I love it when she takes control and orders me around in bed. I focus on licking her clit the way she likes it while I dry hump the mattress with my rock hard dick. It usually takes several minutes of attention from my tongue to bring her off. However, tonight she tenses up and lets out a wonderful scream after just a minute or two. Normally, I let her relax for a while after her orgasm before I take my own pleasure, but I am too horny to wait. I climb on top of her and put my dick against her cunt and shove. She is so wet that I üçyol escort bayan easily go all the way in. I pause for just a moment to savor the feel of her hot wet pussy and then I start to fuck her in earnest. She wraps her legs around me and pulls me in each time I thrust. She has not done that in a long time. “You are thinking about Jim, aren’t you?” “No, I am fucking you!” “Admit it! You don’t fuck me like this any more. You want Jim’s cock!” She is silent for a minute while I fuck her hard. “Tell me the truth. You can have anyone and anything as long as you tell me the truth!” “Yes, I am thinking about Jim! I want Jim to fuck me!” Hearing Lynn admit to her desire for Jim sends me over the edge and I shoot my load deep into her cunt. “Admit it, Stephen! You want Jim to fuck me, too!” I roll off of Lynn and we spoon like we usually do after we make love. I am relishing the feel of my spent dick pressed against her soft warm ass and the feel of her magnificent tits in my hand. “Yes, dear, I do want you to fuck Jim.” For a moment, a part of me rebels when I hear myself say that, it goes against everything that society says is right. However, in my heart I know it is true. I do want Jim to fuck my wife. I want to know that she is satisfied. I want her to know that she is desirable. “I love you, Stephen.” “I love you, too.” I hold my wife tight. I think about her and Jim sharing that passionate kiss, about the way they acted like a couple together. I think about the spark in Lynn’s eye this evening. My dick grows and wants to take her again, but I sense she is falling asleep. I hold her as she drifts to sleep. It is frustrating to hold her with my surprisingly hard dick pressed against her warm flesh while I restrain myself so she can sleep. The frustration feels right, though. My queen is happy and showing me in no uncertain terms that she is in control. I am content with that and eventually fall asleep. The next morning I wake up late. It is unusual for me to sleep in. I feel more refreshed than I have in a long time. I hear Lynn in the bathroom taking a shower. I get up and we go about our normal routine. Neither of us says anything about the night before. After breakfast, Lynn goes off to spend the morning with her volunteer work and I tackle a list of minor chores around the house. I am feeling very good about Lynn so in addition to the items on my to-do list, I deal with some of the things that Lynn usually does. I get a start on the week’s laundry and am vacuuming the stairs when Lynn gets home. “What’s got in to you this morning?” “I just want to make my wonderful wife’s life easier this weekend.” “I could get used to this! Why don’t I finish up the laundry while you finish the vacuuming? Then let’s go out to lunch. I think we need to talk.” “OK, sounds like a plan.” Lynn walks over to me and gives me a kiss on the cheek and then a playful swat on the butt. This simple show of affection calms my nerves. I always worry when Lynn wants to talk because it often means I am in the dog house. After the chores are done, we get in the car and drive to a local deli that Lynn likes. After we get our food, we sit down. She tells me to sit next to her so we can talk in private.
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