About noontime, Donald returned and Jeff decided to make himself scarce. He and Audrey had made progress in healing the rift between them but although he was feeling better, he wasn’t quite ready to spend time with Donald. He told Audrey that he would meet them for dinner in the ship’s formal dining room and then headed out to explore Bermuda.

Catching a taxi, Jeff rode to Horseshoe Bay Cove and took a walk down the hill, past the dressing rooms and snack bar to the beach. Along the beach, Jeff kicked off his shoes and went barefoot. A unique property of Bermuda’s beaches is that the sand there is calcium based and so the sun’s heat does not transfer to your feet as it does on silica sand beaches. Along his stroll, Jeff thought about his life with Audrey over the past several years and the past weeks in particular. “What is happening?” he said aloud.

Jeff knew for certain that he enjoyed the idea of seeing Audrey entertain other men sexually. He had read any number of cuckold stories on the internet and the sheer naughtiness of them thrilled him. Months into his fetish, Audrey accidentally found Jeff’s stash of favorite links and stories saved in a hidden folder that he had left open.

Audrey had confronted Jeff that night. “Is this what you want to see? You want to see men fuck me like I was a piece of meat? Have you stopped loving me?”

“No, Audrey, no. I love you and always have. I don’t know why the thought of a man’s wife with other men excites me, I really don’t. The honest truth is that I found these stories in men’s magazines and on the internet and they thrilled me to my core. At first, all I did was to think about other men’s wives with other men but soon I began to think of you with another and thought my head would explode with excitement. Please forgive me but sometimes when you and I were making love I would imagine that it was another man inside you and the intensity would be incredible!”

“Level with me Jeff,” Audrey began. About two weeks ago we were making love and things had seemed to wane a little and then out of nowhere your passion kicked-in to a level that was incredible! Were you thinking about another man inside me then?”

Jeff became visibly uncomfortable and could not meet Audrey’s gaze. Audrey pushed her voice to be gentle and asked again, “Level with me Jeff, were you?”

“Please forgive me Audrey, but yes I was fantasizing that another man was in this bed with you.”

“And where were you in this fantasy?”

“I was, uh, was over on that chair.”

“Watching me?”

“Yes.”

“Watching another man make love to me?”

“Yes.”

“And you could do that and still love me?”

“Yes, Audrey, very much so.”

“This explains something that has been nagging at me since that night. I distinctly remember telling you to ‘fuck me harder and you responded oddly.”

“What did I say Aud?”

“You said, ‘Fuck her, fuck her hard,’ and it confused me.”

“I said that?”

“Yes. It was like you were telling someone to fuck me. Is that what you were doing Jeff? Were you mentally over on that chair, cheering on the man you thought was inside me?

“Yes, Audrey, um… I was. I am ashamed to tell you but yes, that is what I was doing.”

“It must have really excited you Jeff, because you got harder than I remember in a long time and came at me with a passion that still thrills me to remember.”

“Uh, y,y,yes Aud, I was so excited.”

“And the thought of me with men doesn’t change your love for me?”

“Oh No, Audrey, of course I love you. I don’t know why but this fantasy thrills me and yes, I love you completely!”

“This lover you have dreamed up for me, does he have a name?”

“Uh, no.”

“I don’t understand your desires, Jeff, but like how excited you were with me the other week. If this crazy fantasy excites you so much, I think you’d better give my lover a name. Your birthday is a week off and your fantasy will be part of my birthday gift to you. I will be in this bed with you and I want you to tell me everything that my ‘lover’ is doing and what I should do to ‘him’. I will make your dream come true in fantasy.”

“Oh Audrey, you are so fucking amazing.”

“Yes, I am; and I will be amazing fucking too!”

Jeff stopped his walk to look at one of the many tall rocks that rose from the blue waters in the cove and to ponder his situation.

Days before Audrey’s birthday promise of a cuckold fantasy, Jeff had looked up cuckoldry on the internet and learned that it was a common fetish. Some psychologists thought that the fetish was related to a fairly common male psychological pathology called Madonna-Whore Complex. Essentially, because of masochistic tendencies, such husbands derive pleasure from the humiliation of seeing his wife with a man more powerful than himself. In one article, the author estimated that approximately ten percent of all men experience this fetish and about one percent act upon those impulses.

Jeff wondered if, indeed, his issues were based on his own humiliation because he felt powerful when directing the scene between his wife and the man he had picked for her.

There was a popular movie in the mid 1980’s that became a cult-classic. The husband of the lead actress was the movie’s Director. The film’s climax scene (pun unintended) was a sex scene with the lead actress and an angel who was her lover. As Hollywood lore tells the tale, the two actors were engaged in simulated sex but got carried away and went to full-on intercourse as her Director husband kept the cameras rolling.

Jeff saw himself much like that Director who couldn’t tear his eyes or his lens away from his wife rutting beneath that virile, young male actor! And, because the movie was seen by millions both on the big screen and on video, Jeff reasoned that the Director must have really gotten excited over the attention.

Jeff’s thoughts wandered back to that first ‘birthday gift’ fantasy. Audrey was true to her word. Over a dinner of Jeff’s favorite meal, she asked him, “And what is to be my lover’s name?”

“Suppose we call this one Ramon.”

“This one?”

“Well we may choose to mix it up, but yes, let’s call him Ramon for now.”

“So, I have a Latin lover then?”

“Uh, yes, h-h-he is a Latino. A carpenter.”

“Oh, and so he is strong then?”

“Uh, y-y-yes he is very strong.”

Audrey seemed more confident than Jeff as they discussed ‘her fantasy lover’ over a glass of wine after dinner. Jeff was afraid that Audrey would think him a pervert and that she would be disgusted; but her manner slowly calmed him as she seemed to warm to the role.

“Is he; ummm is Ramon big, uh big down there?”

“Yes, he has a large, errr, yes, he, ah Ramon is big.”

“Well then, my hot, horny husband, please give me an hour to prepare for you, and of course, for Ramon.”

Jeff began to wonder if he should have remembered sunblock as the sun was strong but he was lost in his memories of that hot first birthday fantasy.

When he entered their bedroom the music was soft and low. There were candles burning and Audrey entered from the master bath in a beautiful gown that Jeff had never seen before. The gown was black, sheer in all the right places and when she stepped forward a long expanse of leg and thigh appeared through the long slit in the skirt. Jeff left out a low whistle as he scanned her from the feet up. Her toes were freshly pedicured and the polish suited her coloring beautifully. Audrey’s heavy breasts tugged at the top of her gown and her nipples poked the thin, lacy material provocatively. Her hair and makeup were perfect and her lipstick begged to be kissed. Jeff realized that he had not seen Audrey present herself like this since their wedding night.

“My God Audrey,” Jeff whispered, the awe evident in his voice,” You look beautiful.”

“I’m glad that you like it my husband. Do you suppose that Ramon will like it too?”

Feeling his penis stiffen suddenly at the mention of the fantasy lover, Jeff replied, “Oh yeah, I think Ramon is going to like you just fine!”

Entering the fantasy, Jeff sat down on the chair and told Audrey that Ramon would be there in just a minute. “Good she said, “I am ready to please both of you.” Jeff then moved from the chair to the bed and Audrey joined him.

They kissed for a long time with Jeff touching her everywhere and planting kisses on her forehead, eyes, cheeks and neck. Audrey’s breathing was fast and as Jeff began to slide her gown off the shoulder so he could nibble her breast she looked towards the chair and said, “Jeff, you see Ramon here in our bed with me. What would you have him do here?”

His cock nearly bursting, Jeff replied, “I want Ramon to kiss you hard, very hard.”

“Tell him Jeff. This is your fantasy; tell Ramon and tell me what you want.”

“Kiss her Ramon, kiss Audrey hard. Stir up her heat, Ramon, kiss her deeply.”

Jeff then mashed his lips onto Audrey’s and cupped her full breasts.

“Are those Ramon’s hands on my breasts, Jeff? Do you see him touching me?”

“Yes, Baby, I see him touching you. He wants you very badly.”

“And I want him too. I want him to do everything that you want him to do to me.”

“Oh God, Baby. I want that too. I want to see him touch you everywhere and to kiss you everywhere!”

“Oh Jeff, his cock is like a steel rod against my thigh. He is so big. Ramon may stretch my little pussy!”

“I want him to Aud! I want him to fuck you good!”

“Tell him Jeff, tell us what you want!”

“Undress her now Ramon. Slip my wife out of that beautiful gown that she bought for you!” With that Jeff began slipping the sleek black gown from Audrey’s body. He gasped aloud when he say that her pubic hair was completely shaven. Audrey had never done that before.

“Oh my God, Audrey, you shaved for me?”

“Sorry Honey, no; I shaved to please Ramon.”

Jeff felt as though his cock had been struck by lightning and his stomach twisted in his excitement. Any thoughts of extended foreplay were lost as Jeff literally jammed his cock into his beautiful wife.

Remaining in character, Audrey spoke to the empty chair. “Look Jeff, see? Do you see that Ramon is fucking your wife? Is that what you want to see Honey?”

Jeff’s pace increased dramatically as he fucked and almost shouted, “Yes baby, I am watching Ramon fuck you hard and deep! Use your legs to pull him in deeper into you!’ ‘ That’s it, Ramon, fuck her good! Fuck my wife’s shaved pussy good and hard!”

Audrey came first, her vagina gushing around Jeff’s slamming manhood and she screamed.

Jeff’s body stiffened and he too, came ravenously.

“Baby that was amazing Jeff said,” holding his wife close to him.

“It was amazing for me too Jeff. Are you okay with everything that we did? Although it was you inside my body, mentally, I let another man sleep with me and I let him cum inside me. Are you okay with it and are you satisfied?”

“God, Baby, I am more than satisfied, and I don’t remember a time when I loved you more.”

“Then I will be with Ramon again sometimes?”

“Count on it Audrey!”

“Good! I love being with Ramon when it’s you.”

Jeff got up and brushed the sand from his body and walked back towards the hill that would take him to the bus stop. He thought about his cuckold fantasies with Audrey. Over that next year, they had played other guy fantasies maybe once every two weeks or so. The names had changed. Sometimes it was Ramon and sometimes others. Sometimes the imaginary men wanted oral sex, anal sex, threesomes with her and Jeff and all manner of sexuality.

Some of the evenings, the extended foreplay included Audrey at a bar while Jeff sat at a back table. At first, it was only Jeff who enjoyed seeing men try to pick up Audrey but after a while, she too enjoyed the attention. It was especially exciting when either young, studly guys tried to pick her up and even more so when older men of obvious means would try. Occasionally, Audrey would let a man stroke her thigh or the side of her breast while dancing but she never let it go much further than that.

Afterwards, she and Jeff would go home to relive the experience and fantasize that it was one of the men attracted to her who was in the bed with her while Jeff observed and directed from the chair.

Such role play fantasies became a main-stay of their sex life over the next year. Jeff thought about taking the fantasy to the level of reality but was afraid to broach the subject directly. Instead, he did so gradually, establishing other scenarios and locations into the mind-games of their fantasies. Audrey seemed to enjoy their sex-play however salacious.

At last, Jeff’s birthday was approaching and Audrey reminded Jeff that their first cuckold fantasy had been on his last birthday. She asked what Jeff might like by way of a fantasy present this year. “What I would like is to take the pickup fantasy to the next level,” Jeff said.

“What do you mean, Jeff,” Audrey asked with worry lines appearing on her face.

“I mean what if you liked a guy and let him kiss you and maybe take you out to his car to make out a little?”

“Oh Jeff, I don’t think I could do that!” Audrey looked shocked and hurt. “I am a married woman and this is so not what a married woman does!”

“I am just talking ideas here Aud.” Jeff said calmingly. “Answer me honestly; does it ever excite you when you realize how badly some of these men want you?”

“Mostly no, but, well, sometimes one or two of them make me feel a little breathless when they touch me or when we are dancing slow and close.”

“Have you ever wished that you could take it further with them?”

“I’m not sure that’s a fair question.”

“Why”

“I-I don’t know why – I guess because it’s uncomfortable to talk about.”

“It’s okay Audrey; tell me honestly – between a husband and a wife - have you ever wished that you could take it further with them?”

“Please don’t be angry, but, well, yes I have wanted more sometimes, but again I am a married woman and married woman don’t do that.”

“And who says that married woman don’t do that because some do. And, as a practical matter if it’s with the husband’s permission what makes it so wrong?”

“Because it’s a sin.”

“Is it a sin if a woman is pleasing her husband that way? If she is pleasing her husband, that is a gift to him and not a sin.”

Jeff, are you asking me to let a bar scene get into a make-out session as a gift to you for your birthday?”

“Yes, Aud, I think that I am. The thought excites me incredibly. Let me show you how much this idea excited me!” Jeff kissed his wife and they left a trail of clothing from their kitchen to their living room. They never made it to the stairs and fell onto the sofa instead. Jeff put his thumb into Audrey’s vagina and began twirling it. He was kissing his wife over and over again and telling her how exciting it would be to see her walk out of a bar with a man who had picked her up there.

With his free hand, Jeff cupped Audrey’s breast and tweaked the nipple. “I would want him to kiss you like this,” Jeff said as he kissed Audrey’s lips and her neck. “I would like for him to leave a hickey for me to ‘find’ and then ask you exactly how you got it later at home as we made love. “I would want for you to describe everything that happened in his car, every touch, every kiss, every bit of your clothing that he moved or removed.”

Through their lovemaking session Audrey kept repeating, “Oh God,” as Jeff chanted all that he wanted of her for his birthday present.

Days later, Audrey and Jeff celebrated his birthday and turned a corner in their sex life right there in the parking lot of the Pennington Road House some twenty miles from their home.

In the bar, Jeff watched from a distance as a man maybe seven or eight years older than Audrey approached Audrey and they began dancing. They returned to the bar and shared another drink, pausing once to dance two slow numbers. The man was touching Audrey and holding her close. Jeff couldn’t tell if it was excitement or fear in her eyes, or maybe some of each.

During the dance, the man kissed Audrey lightly and she pulled away. The man gave Audrey a hurt look but continued dancing. After a few minutes, the man kissed Audrey just behind her ear. He pulled back and looked deeply into her eyes. Audrey’s eyes darted from his, towards Jeff briefly and then back to his. She kissed him lightly on the lips and then looked back towards Jeff again. When Jeff smiled, she leaned towards her dance partner and he kissed her firmly on the lips and wrapped his arms tightly around her.

As agreed, Jeff would leave the bar and observe from their car to be certain that Audrey was safe and also to watch her intently. After about twenty minutes, Jeff saw Audrey on the man’s arm leaving the bar and walking towards a large black BMW. Jeff would have to move his car to maintain a good look at the Beemer but he made it look as if he had left the lot and was another car entering it and he parked about 50 feet away.

Jeff’s gut was tingling like it was alive and part of something else. His breath came in rasps as he watched the shadows of his beautiful wife kissing this stranger through the lightly tinted glass in the BMW. They kissed for a very long time and Jeff couldn’t help but to touch himself. He watched Audrey’s body shift a couple of times as though her ‘date’ was partly undressing her. Although Jeff couldn’t be certain, it looked to him that maybe the man was suckling on Audrey’s full breasts.

Just the thought of another man seeing and kissing Audrey’s breasts nearly sent Jeff into a sexual tail-spin! His whole body was alive with his gut twisting, his chest full, and his balls nearly bursting with that aching ‘blueball’ feeling!

The moon moved behind a cloud and Jeff could see more clearly into the car. When Audrey leaned over towards the driver’s seat Jeff could see her bare shoulder. He nearly came right then and there! The driver also moved towards the center of the car and they were kissing intently. After a few minutes of this Jeff saw the car rocking lightly. He could see their upper bodies and so they obviously were not fucking but most likely Audrey was stroking the man’s cock and he was finger fucking her vigorously. That was all it took and with his eyes squeezing closed involuntarily, Jeff came violently, his seed hitting the steering column.

Once he could compose himself enough to open his eyes, Jeff could see that the car had stopped rocking and Audrey seemed to have her head resting on the driver’s shoulder. Somehow, the three of them had experienced a simultaneous orgasm. Jeff sat and caught his breath while he saw the couple stirring for a few minutes and then Audrey got out and began walking towards the bar entrance. After a second, the driver’s door opened and the guy got out and rushed towards Audrey.

Jeff thought he might have to rescue her and his hand reached for the door when he realized that Audrey had forgotten her purse and the man was returning it to her. Jeff also noticed that the man took what appeared to be a business card and gave it to Audrey before kissing her and returning to his car. Once Audrey was safely inside the bar’s vestibule he drove out of the parking lot. Two minutes later, Audrey returned to her husband’s car.

As Audrey got into Jeff’s car he could see that her hair and makeup were disheveled and that she looked afraid. “Are you okay,” Jeff asked.

“I-I think so Jeff, are you okay?”

“Yes I am and I want to hear all about it but not until we get home because I will be too excited to drive otherwise. Or, I will need to fuck you right here and would rather not do that in this parking lot.”

“I nearly did,” Audrey mused.

“Oh my God Audrey! Did you fuck him in that car?”

“No Jeff I didn’t but it got a little close there.”

“Please! I gotta get us home so please remember everything and tell me when we get there. You are going to be a busy girl tonight.”

“I have been a busy girl already. I hope you enjoy hearing about it.”

Walking back along the beach, Jeff was nearly limping with his erection tugging painfully at his shorts. He remembered making love with Audrey as she told him about kissing her date, a businessman named Kerry. Under Jeff’s intense questioning, Audrey recalled their kissing and his tongue dancing with hers. Kerry had slipped down the top of Audrey’s dress and left a hicky on her neck and one on her breast. Audrey’s full nipples had been sucked sore. As they undressed, Jeff noticed that his wife’s panties were wringing wet and Audrey shared that Kerry had finger fucked her while she stroked his cock to orgasm. Kerry had wanted to move to the back seat but Audrey resisted, afraid that she would go all the way if they had the room.

By the time Jeff had returned to the ship he was sweating profusely and his hands trembled almost uncontrollably. When he got to the stateroom and knocked there was no answer. Upon entering, there was no sign of Audrey or Donald and so Jeff pleasured himself to a much needed release and then took a shower and changed.

He lay back on his upper bunk and wondered to himself how he was going to handle his wife wearing another man’s collar but obviously for the sake of his marriage he was going to have to make some sort of an accommodation.