One night in bed after having sex, my husband confided in me that he had a fantasy of watching me with another man. My initial reaction was one of hurt; if he loved me, how could he want me to be with someone else? I couldn't bear the thought of seeing him with another woman. I just didn't understand. He tried to explain that he had strong voyeuristic tendencies and that he thought I was so beautiful and it would be an amazing thing to watch. He said it would be like having his own private pornstar. I normally like to indulge him and help fulfill his fantasies, but I just wasn't sure about this one.
He could tell I was upset by this suggestion, so he never brought it up again. But it was still on my mind. Sometimes, while having sex, I would take his finger and start licking it and sucking it, and say, "Imagine this is another man's cock." I would see how crazy turned on this would make him, and in turn, it would turn me on.
I started thinking, "Are you crazy?" Many women would kill for not only the opportunity but permission to be with someone else. I started reconsidering it but didn't mention it to him. We started going to chat rooms together. He enjoyed having me flirt with guys there, and I thought this was a safe alternative. I would send them pictures, and sometimes webcam chat with them. It drove him nuts to see their reactions and knowing they were cumming looking at me. It turned me on too. We would always end up having mind-blowing sex afterwards.
One night, I started chatting, and a guy messaged me. We started with introductions; we exchanged photos. He said, "Holy shit, you're fucking hot!" I was flattered. As we talked more, we got around to where we were both from. It turned out he lived twenty minutes away! We both couldn't believe it. Most of the guys I'd chatted with before were from halfway across the country, or further. He started saying things like, "We have to meet," and, "I have to fuck you."
I told him that I was married, and he said, "So?"
I asked him if he'd like to come over, but only if he was okay with my husband watching. I thought my husband was going to fall out of his chair! My husband asked me if I was serious, and I said, "This is what you wanted, right?"
He said, "Very much, baby," and kissed me passionately. The guy asked if he could call me on the phone to make sure I was for real, and I gave him our number. He called within ten seconds. We talked for a few minutes. He asked if there was anything he could bring, and I said it would be good if he could bring some wine. I gave him our address and told him to give me like a half hour to shower and shave and get ready.
I got in the shower to start getting ready. Before I was done, I heard the doorbell. My husband wasn't happy that he had to answer the door without me, but I wasn't quite ready yet. He let the guy in. We lived in an upstairs one-bedroom apartment at the time. They came upstairs and sat on the couch making small talk. I called out from the bathroom and said I'd be just one more minute, and asked my husband to pour me a glass of wine.