After my wife and I reconciled and we resumed our marriage, we began to communicate our true likes and feelings as regards sex. A lot of things were confessed to her, but because I was on active duty, I resisted any temptation towards another male not wanting to risk my career. Not that the desire ever went away.
She even confessed a little passive interest in other women, but had no idea how to approach that subject. I filed that little tidbit away in my brain for future reference.
Anyway, I brought her completely understand that I long ago separated sex and love. I had no problem with her getting fucked by others if that is what she wanted to do. I explained that I might fuck other women, and might bring one home with me, but I would always come home to her. I had no desire to move in with, or marry, another woman.
For a while, she was a little uncomfortable with the idea of getting fucked outside our marriage. Then one night I was in earlier than she and went to bed without her. About midnight she came in and woke me without meaning to. I asked her how her evening had been and as she undressed, I noticed she had no panties on. She always wears panties, so my antenna immediately extended.
She went and brushed her teeth and came back naked and got into bed. Again unusual, because she always slept in a tee shirt or something of mine long and warm. I put my hand between her legs and immediately knew she had been fucked. When I asked she was immediately honest and said yes, she had met a guy at the Chiefs club and got interested and let him take her to a local motel. He fucked her 2 times in a short period. Pretty plain fuck because he was not that well endowed, just a good looking guy that got her juices flowing.
I immediately went to work fucking her and enjoying the feeling of the cum in her cunt. I love sloppy seconds. The lubrication is fantastic and it is so hot knowing another guy has just fucked your wife and she enjoyed it. While I was fucking her, she said “you really like me being a little tramp don’t you?” I told her I wasn’t thinking of her as a tramp, that was a societal judgment because women who fuck around are tramps, but men that do the same thing are studs. Double standards to which I don’t subscribe. After all, who are we “studs” going to fuck if we didn’t have women who liked to fuck as much as we do?
I also told her I had seen Harvey but we had not had a chance to talk, but I was going to invite him to dinner Friday.
I saw him the next day and we had a quite conversation. I finally told him I knew all about him and my wife. He went a little pale thinking I was pissed. I quickly assured him I was not upset, and in fact, had enjoyed fucking her after he had. I then asked him to come to dinner on Friday evening. He agreed quickly and we set a time.
When he arrived at the house, we had a before dinner cocktail, and then enjoyed a nice meal. There seemed to be a little tension in the air, so I again assured him I was ok with their sexual tryst while we were separated. We sat around the living room after dinner, and my wife went and got into something more comfortable (cliché). She was hot with the thought of fucking Harv again. I was hot with the thought of watching her get fucked and was anxious to see his cock hard. I had seen him many times in the shower, soft, and wanted to see how big it actually got.
She sat on the couch with him and started to snuggle up and rub his thigh. He seemed really nervous with me sitting there so I went to the kitchen and took my time freshening our drinks. I took about 15 minutes more than necessary and noticed it had really gotten quiet except for my noise in the kitchen.
When I went back in the living room, Harv was on his knees in front of her and his head was buried in her cunt. I got undressed quietly and sat in my chair and watched as he ate her cunt. She was soon thrashing and moaning and telling him to stop eating her and fuck her.
He dropped his pants and then his boxers.