It started two years ago. We were happily married for eight years. Originally from Dhaka, Bangladesh we were living just outside of London city. My wife Sanjana, a beautiful 32-year-old woman, was a bit introverted and shy about her sexuality, opening up only to me about her desires. She was very pretty, lustful, hot, and loved sex very much. We had great chemistry in bed. I was crazy about Sanjana and adored every inch of her body.
She had big breasts, a big round butt, and amazing lips that she knew how to use. Her face was like a Greek goddess. Her pussy was always shaved, with long labia and a slightly pointy clitoris on top, making it more enjoyable to suck. Her round ass and tight-looking asshole was undoubtedly alluring. She loved it when I would finger her asshole, even though she never engaged in anal sex.
Sanjana also enjoyed being photographed nude, often wearing sexy lingerie. This would make her very horny. I once shared a few nude photos of her with my best friend, Atiq, without telling her. He lived back home. When she found out, she was initially very upset but later found herself turned on by his lustful compliments. Sanjana also loved sucking my dick, she knew how to play with it. I knew she had fantasies of being touched and pleasured by others beside me but never shared her thoughts with me. I was very open-minded and wanted to make her fantasies come true.
Tom, our neighbour, a 20-year-old college student, often hung out with us at our place. He was a good looking white boy with an athletic figure, and had a very gentlemanly manner. I liked him like my younger brother. Sanjana also was very comfortable around him, often spending time with him without a bra, only wearing t-shirts and panties.
One night, while Sanjana and I were being intimate, I asked her about her fantasies. At first she didn’t want to tell me anything but in time I made her confess her fantasies to me. I asked her “What do you think about Tom?” She was a little surprised, “Tom! He is a sweetheart. Why babe?”
I replied, “You wanna do it with Tom? Do you fancy him?” I smiled at her. She blushed a little, but didn’t say anything, held me tight and hid her face in my chest. I continued “He is a gentle, good looking boy with the body of an athlete. I think he is the right choice for you, babe”. After some initial hesitation, she eventually agreed, allowing her lustful soul to triumph over her shyness. I was very happy because I had been planning for this for a long time.
The next day, I approached Tom about the idea. He was initially shocked but once he realised I was serious he became very excited. We planned for the upcoming weekend. I booked a hotel room to make the night more comfortable for Sanjana. She might feel a little uneasy at home in her own bed. I didn’t want her to feel any kind of awkwardness.
On that day, after a relaxing dinner, Sanjana and I arrived at the hotel. I told Sanjana to change into the sexy lingerie I bought for her, especially for that day. It was a black see-through top and a black thong with two tiny laces on both sides of her pussy, leaving the clitoris and middle exposed. She was looking amazingly beautiful. I kissed her lips and said, “Don't be shy or embarrassed babe. Open up your mind to your fantasy, your desire. Remember, Your satisfaction and happiness is all I wish for.” She kissed me back.
Around 10pm, Tom arrived. Sanjana looked a little nervous. She was blushing and trembling slightly too. I assured her with a hug and told her to sit on the bed and not to worry. She laid down on her left side. She was trying to cover her breasts with her hands. I invited Tom in. He brought flowers for Sanjana, red roses. Sanjana smiled shyly at Tom. I put the flowers on the table.
Tom complimented her, saying, “Hey Sanjana, You're looking very beautiful tonight. I'm very lucky to be here with you. Thanks, Dip.” he looked at me.
I replied, “You’re welcome, man.”
Tom sat on the sofa opposite the bed. I started kissing Sanjana, trying to make her comfortable. Eventually, I went behind her, took her hands from her breasts and held them behind her tightly. Her boobs were exposed through the see-through top and I also made her spread her legs. I called Tom over. He sat in front of her. Tom touched her thighs, then gently squeezed her boobs, slowly circling his fingers around her areolas. Her nipples became hard, and Tom pulled up her top and started sucking them. Sanjana was moaning. She turned her head to me, started kissing me. She was biting my lips with arousal.