My wife Shona, ages ago, suggested that we rent out an unused room as a B&B. This has turned out to be a great idea, as we have had a lot of fun, met a whole host of new people and earned some reasonable extra cash. 

Six weeks ago, a gent from Europe booked our room online, and for an entire week. He was a consultant coming to work on a large project near our home. When he arrived, Shona met him first.  She got him settled away in his room and helped him with ideas for meals in our area.  

When I arrived later, he had already left to find his way to his new workplace and to grab a bite to eat. I asked Shona about him, and Shona sounded quite excited as she described the looks and mannerisms of our new boarder, named Conrad.

Shona described him to me, "He is tall and has dark eyes. He's very muscular, but has a calm, quiet way about him, he seems very nice."  I asked about his stay, and she continued he had booked with us for seven nights, until he could find something more permanent, as his work contract would be ongoing for quite a few months.

His seven nights was a big boon for us, as often people are prone to only book for a few nights or a weekend. I made the comment, "Well, we need to take good care of him and maybe he will stay longer" At the time, I didn't mean anything more risque than being nice and hospitable to him.  As I walked out our door to leave, I met Conrad who was walking up our driveway.

We introduced ourselves and we spoke for a bit, I noticed his accent was rich, clearly quite alluring. He had a thick mop of hair, dark eyes, dark skin and his handshake showed me he was a confident, personable man. As I drove off, my mind wandered to him, his chiselled jaw, and his handsome looks. 

In my imagination, I pictured my wife being interested in him, for quite a variety of reasons.  So, when I got out of the car at work, I texted her, "YOU WERE RIGHT. HE IS A PRETTY HANDSOME GUY. TRY NOT TO FALL FOR HIM. LOL!"

In seconds, her cheeky text response arrived "I KNOW! RIGHT? “SEXY AS, MY PANTIES ARE ALREADY STICKY!" Shona teased back instantly. My mind spun with Shona's naughty text, and my dirty mind wanted to continue our banter of teasing, but as I was heading into my office, I couldn't.

Shona and I can play a game where I tell her how hot she looks to a nearby man, and she will tease along with how horny she could get for him. 

It could been a lot of fun between us, and we often found that right after we enjoy our little game, we will go home and fuck like rabbits. But that night, I was nowhere near her, and the potential object of any little game was all alone with her, so I was not sure how far my suggestions should go.

From that first moment at my desk, all I could think about was our manly guest could be seducing my wife while I was not home.  When I eventually arrived back home, Conrad had just left for work. Strangely, Shona was in a nightwear she normally doesn't wear unless she's looking to signal to me that she is horny.  Her sleep T was left in the drawer that night, and instead, she was wearing a thin, satin nightie that shows off her D sized boobs, which are delicious.

"How did your evening go?  Looks like you had fun?" I asked, staring directly at her nipples. My mind wanted her to tell me some lurid sexual story of Conrad and her time together, but of course, that was just my fantasy.

"Oh, it was quite fun. Conrad brought home some wine and we had a few drinks. It was a very nice evening, just chatting."

But I was now more than interested. I asked, "And what did you learn about him?"

"Well, he is 52, and enjoys martial arts, and has been married twenty-seven years. Both he and his wife are consultants and travel the world, but both at different times."

I jumped in at that point, saying, "That must make things tough for them, being apart so often."

Shona answered, "That's what I said! But then he told me that they are used to it and as a result have an “open marriage" when they are a long way from one another. Shona smiled.

"An open marriage?" I asked, surprised at that revelation.

"Yes. They're both allowed to have sex when they travel.  Apparently, his wife enjoys sex out too, and they both openly share their sexual experiences when they get back together. Apparently, between them they've had threesomes, sometimes with a man, and other times with a woman, sex clubs, all sorts of really interesting stuff."

"Wow," I said incredulously.  Shona nodded, and continued, "Conrad says that no one knows anything about their situation. They keep it very quiet. He said his company covers just about any bill he submits, when it comes to his “entertainment” expenses."

"Geez, Shona," I suggested. You two really seem to be hitting it off. So, did he tell you all of this BEFORE you put on your satin nightie?" Shona did not miss my mischievous smile.

"I guess after the first glass, we both wanted to get more comfortable, and so we both got into our night attire, and I didn't want to appear daggy. Conrad is very easy to talk to." She looked away, just a tad “red faced.”

"He got into his night wear as well?"

"Well, while I put on my nightie, he got dressed for bed as well. He wears shorts and a tee shirt around his home, and I told him to get comfy and do the same here. He said later on that he always sleeps in the nude, but obviously appropriate clothes around our house"

"And did his shorts tell you anything about him?" I winked as Shona turned crimson.

"You are so bad, Rick.  But, yes, they did, his bulge looks quite similar to yours, but maybe he is just a bit heavier. You know, like his package has a little more weight to it. But it's not like I took it out and held it out or anything." Shona seemed to enjoy her teasing of me, while she moved about the kitchen.

"I see. So, what else did you share with Conrad?"

"Well, I told him how things had changed, and we had decided to rent out the room.  As we chatted over the wine, Conrad asked me “if things worked in his favour, and if I was interested, would he be able to rent our room for a longer period?”  He said “Hecould easily let me charge some extras to his rent account." Shona continued.

"Extras, eh?" I was intrigued by Conrad’s choice of words, “If Shona was interested”. His inferences sounded pretty hot to me. It seemed like maybe he already had his eye on my wife, and I can't even blame him. At 60, Shona still goes to the gym, Pilates classes, and really eats well. Her sexy, round frame makes lots of guys do double takes on the street, and she certainly revs me up. I'll often say things like, "The way our waiter looked you over at dinner, I bet he was wishing it was him taking you home"

Shona will respond with something like, "Yeah, by the look of the pole in his pants, I bet he would do me really well too! It's probably a good thing for you that he didn't ask to take me home, I would probably enjoy him."

And with my wife in full on teasing mode, I upped the ante. "
Hey, my darling, I think Conrad may want to see you without your sexy nightie! And it sounds like he's willing to pay for it."

Her response was immediate, "Rick, if Conrad is packing something bigger than yours, I won't even charge him for going through me!" 

Damn, I thought to myself, she knows how to tease me.  We both shared a laugh at her boldness, and we kissed. 

I gazed at her body as she moved about the kitchen and I snuck in from behind. Wrapping my arms around her waist and pushing my semi erect cock into her bum, I tried to slide both hands up over her sensitive nipples. Her arms clamped down on mine, and she turned her head sideways to peck my cheek. 

"Not right now, Baby, I have so much cleaning to do. You've only got to make it till Friday, and then you and I can have some sexy time on the weekend, okay?"

I relaxed my arms that she still held in place, and she let me go. I went to bed while she put away the dishes. Her side of the bed hadn't been made yet, so I pulled up her turned down blankets before getting in on my side. As I climbed in, I realised that this was the first time we hadn't had great sex right after our little teasing game, even though we were alone and had time for it.

Once in bed, my thoughts of my faithful, beautiful wife of so many years, legs wide open, being run through by our handsome, hung, Euro guy, was overwhelming. I jacked myself off to the thought of laying in our bed, imagining listening to Conrad fucking Shona as she was laid on her back. I imagined Conrad was reaming her hard in the bed next door, and even me coming home to find them “doing it” screwing, maybe in our bed, fucking like horny teenagers, soiling up our sheets. I came in buckets at my ribald thoughts of my sexy wife and her potential lover….

I slept soundly after that, surprisingly then also dreaming of Shona on her knees with her back to me, making wet noises as her head bobbed up and down on our bearded foreigner. I could see his dark brown eyes staring at me as he might groan and unload into my Shona's horny wet mouth, hearing her deliciously gulping down his cum like a good and sexy wife.

I woke up with dried cum still on my belly. I showered and went to our kitchen. Shona was cooking some toast.  Shona greeted me with a kiss. "Good sleep?" she asked. Shona was wearing black leggings which formed snuggly over her vulva and brilliantly showed off both her round arse and a bit of a camel toe in front. Her top was a white tee shirt with a pretty bra beneath, which, in fairness happens a lot. Shona wears pretty bras, and the lace material was clearly visible through the thin T.

I pinched one nipple through the cloth and answered, "I wouldn't have slept at all if you wore this outfit for me. Are you going out tonight?" I asked.  Shona tensed up at the pleasure of my touch. It was only a tease from me, but I do like playing with her nipples.

"Ahhh, Rick, no, I'm not going out tonight. Conrad's bringing home some more wine after work, and I'm just doing my best to entertain him for the evening. Do you think he will like this outfit?" 

It was her turn for the teasing evil smile.

I nodded, almost telling her about my dirty thoughts and my earlier dream of her. I gazed at her curvy body as she flitted about. We talked about the day-to-day stuff, and soon it was time for me to go. She handed me lunch, letting me know what she had packed. I gave her a long, deep kiss, then said, " Take care of your lover tonight, okay? Don’t just tease the poor guy!" I laughed.

Shona pecked me once more and replied, "I promise. No teasing."

As I turned for the door, Shona slapped my arse and quipped, "Don't worry. I'll tell you all about him in the morning, if you're good!" She giggled as I closed the door behind me. 

Was this really happening, or were we carrying this fantasy too far? Maybe it is just all in my head, and Shona is doing what we've always done - playfully talking dirty just for fun, with no real interest in our house guest at all? Maybe she teases him just like she teases me, and then leaves him with blue balls, only to fantasise about her while he jacks himself off in his room.

I remained distracted at work, thinking only about wine, my wife’s leggings, her pretty lace bra, and his large Euro sausage. With still two more hours before I was due back home, I didn't say anything to anyone, but I had a serious case of angst about the situation at home.  My mind kept playing over and over, lust filled images of my wife in the throes of wild sexual antics and unbridled orgasmic joy underneath her new lover.

After what felt like an eternity, I returned home.  I pulled into our driveway and the house was in darkness. Of course, it was. They probably chatted and drank until bedtime and then went to their rooms, thus spoiling all of my erotic dreams. I entered and quietly padded my way through the house in the darkness.  I stepped over something on the lounge floor, next to the lounge. When I used the light from my phone, I was surprised to see that it was Shona's leggings dropped on the floor, and crumpled up next to them, her black thong. I raised her underwear gusset to my nose, and it was heady with her delicious musky scent. I placed the damp crotch panel to my lips and tongue, and closed my eyes, mind instantly reeling, picturing Conrad kneeling at the lounge, slipping the delicate garments from my excited wife, opening her legs and exposing her swollen womanhood to himself. My mind saw his bristly beard scratching its way up her thighs, her small hands caressing his face as he moved in to eat out her open and excited sex.

At our room door, all was quiet, our bedroom door was closed. I slipped the door open and used my phone light to see.  Shona's side of the bed was as she had left it - blankets pulled up. and seeing that, my cock began pulsing as blood coursed its length. I entered our room and quietly closed the door behind me. I tiptoed around the bed to my side, where our wall adjoined that of Conrad's bedroom. 

Then I heard Shona's voice giggling as she said, "God, Conrad. You're insatiable, again?  I removed my clothes, getting naked, and stood at the wall hoping for more. And there certainly was!  Then came rustling and soft words, “You're erect, do me again then, I want you too!" 

There were so many sexy noises after that phrase from Shona, sighing, moaning, encouraging gasps and then the bed frame in that room began squeaking, thankfully not loud enough to mask Shona's grunting each time Conrad clearly drove his fat cock up into her.  I was enthralled and overjoyed at my wife’s boldness.  

I listened on as Shona joyously groaned and moaned as she was screwed by Conrad, "Ohhh... fuck, Ahhh...fuck, Ohhh...fuck Meeee!" all uttered in the same rhythm as the bed squeaked. Each time Conrad stabbed his full length into her, came another bed squeak and then another gorgeous wifely groan. I stroked myself as they fucked, excited to listen on as Conrad ploughed and fucked through my pretty wife, clearly doing her hard in the next room. It wasn't too long before Conrad called out, in his heavy Euro accent, "I’m gonna cum.  Shona groaned and she literally squealed out, "Don't pull out, Conrad. I want you to fill me, fill me again, fill me with more of your spunk, shoot me full…I will save it all, share it with Rick!" Shona squealed as I heard her begin to cum herself. That seemed to really fire up Conrad as the bed pace suddenly got faster, followed by exquisite howling masculine grunts.  

 I stroked myself to their fucking rhythm as I pictured his thrusting cock, reaming her open, cock driven up firmly against Shona's cervix, Conrad’s balls unleashing a torrent of thick cum; his big balls firing hot steaming bolts of thick creamy spunk deeply into my Shona's sweet welcoming vagina as she moaned out and encouraged him on in her rolling orgasmic appreciation beneath him.  Things quickly went quiet in their room, probably as they lay in each other's arms and enjoyed the sexual afterglow as their orgasms subsided.  Then after a few minutes, a few soft murmurs and gentle kissing sounds.  

(I could only imagine the amount of warm cum leaking out from my Shona, leaving puddles in the sheets of Conrad’s bed, as she lay with Conrad recovering.)

Then Shona spoke up, just loud enough for me to hear, "Come on lover, you need to shower and to get ready for work. I’ll make you some breakfast and get some lunch together for you. Rick will be home soon." 

I stood frozen in that spot now that I had heard my name, my heart pounding, my cock erect, excitedly dripping precum into a small puddle onto our carpet beneath where my ear had been pressed into our wall. I heard more movements in Conrad's room, and then the sound of the shower started.  Moments later, Shona entered our room and flicked on the light, she was totally naked, and continued toward our walk-in robe, she hadn’t seen me, she was still unaware of my presence.  From the smile on her face, her humming and her giddy walk, Shona had clearly enjoyed herself.

I quietly came up behind Shona and cheekily grabbed her from behind, she immediately spun to face me. 

Shona jumped at my grope, then she realised it was me. She emitted a short wordless start, while her eyes adjusted, she understood it was me holding her. She covered her privates instinctively, and in a low voice, Shona said, "You... fuck Rick, you're home early!  Rick, you scared me." She quickly saw my own cock standing tall. "I, um..." she started.

I stopped her mid-sentence and she began to settle as I reached in and embraced her. "It was glorious Shona, it was so hot to listen to you both going at each other. 

“I hope you had a great time under Conrad" I whispered to her.  We kissed as the shower continued next door. Then, I said softly, "Get Conrad off to work, and come back here to me. But..." As I paused, not knowing how to say it right, Shona looked inquisitively at me. Then I finished with, "But don't you plan to shower, I want you just as you are, soiled and special"  Shona reached down and gave my erection a squeeze and met my request with the biggest grin.

I kissed her cheek and I walked back to our bed. I sat on the edge, watching Shona from behind as she pulled a fresh pink nightie over her sweating body, letting it fall down over her big round sexy arse, until it stopped at mid-thigh. She tugged a pair of pink matching panties up to her hips and turned around to show me as she pulled the taut fabric into her vulva, creating a camel toe that I so love seeing, and looked to me for approval. I smiled at her, slowly stroking my cock. I whispered, "You are so very sexy baby, I can’t wait to have you myself." I said as I urged her back quickly.

Shona put a finger to her lips as she left the room and closed the door behind her. The shower stopped soon after and I heard their voices and movements. I sat on our bed, dabbing at the stream of precum that dripped down my erection like wax from a candle. I dared not stroke myself for fear of cumming like some 15 yo teenager.  At our front door I finally heard the sound of them quietly kissing and then clearly his hand smacked Shona's rump, before Shona called out bye to him and closed our front door behind him.  His rental car started outside and then he was gone. I knew Shona would be in.  It had been glorious listening to my Shona teasing him about giving her his spunk.  But now she was heading back with me…back to be all mine…

Soon, the bedroom door opened, and Shona climbed up on the bed, seductively crawling to me, and said, "Somebody's pretty excited," staring at my cock. Only the light from outside lit our room, and Shona's womanly body in her pink lingerie looked so sensuous. Her right hand wrapped around my pole, and she slowly stroked it from root to tip. Our eyes met as she stroked.

"Tell me all about it," I literally begged her.

"What do you want to know, Baby?" She smiled, teasingly.

"Did you...?" I knew that they had been up too but was so keen to hear it from her.

Her thumb rounded the tip of my penis as she answered, "Just ask me, Rick. Say his name as you ask me."

I nervously asked, "Did you and Conrad, “Do it?" I let out a full breath as the relief of me asking her made my cock pulse. 

Shona’s thumb rolled over my bell-shaped tip and scratched its way down my frenulum, making my erection as rigid as it had ever been.

"Well," she said, "not at first, I'm a good girl you know" She lowered her mouth to the moist tip of my cock and her tongue snaked out to lick eye pool of precum. 

My wife knows exactly what to say to get me going. "I may have done something like this, first." Her lips and tongue worked my shaft in a circular motion as she bobbed her head slowly, bobbing up and down.  It takes me a little to be encouraged to be a “bad wife,” Shona continued.

"Is he... Did you like his cock?" I couldn't help but ask.

She stopped sucking me and looked up, now lying on the bed, her nightie riding up enough that the snug fitting arse of her panties was visible. "Did I like who's cock Rick? Say his name again," she demanded, this time not smiling at all.

"Is Conrad big, did you like his cock?" I couldn't know for sure until she told me; I only had my dreams to go by. I felt my hips move into her fist as she talked on, stroking my cock.

"Baby, Conrad isn't any longer than you are. But he is definitely thicker. He is soooo deliciously thick.". Shona lowered her mouth once more, taking in over half of my shaft. She raised her lips off my cock and said, "I can't get that far down Conrad's fat cock. He is just too thick around," and she proceeded to again suck on my throbbing cock.

"Don't Shona. I'm going to cum if you keep doing that." I pushed her off me.

My wife took her hand from my shaft and crawled up toward me, swinging one leg over my hip. I looked up between her open legs to see the gusset of her panties was dark, sopping wet.  Shona’s warm, curvy body straddled my torso, the soggy material dampening my chest as she raised up.

"Do you want to see what he did to me, OMG Baby, what he pumped inside me! Would you like to eat me out? Or do you just want me to just sit my soggy, fucked, slit on your big cock?"

I had no idea what to think or say. I had always envisioned reclaiming Shona after him, fucking her, going through her myself, like any man would. 

Sliding into her body, through all the silky spunky deliciousness and taking my wife back and, using Conrad’s cum as lube, making her all mine again. 

Now Shona was right here, turning up the heat on me, and I wasn't ready for it. Shona saw I was flustered, and stood up over me, one leg on each side of my waist. "Pull my panties down if you want to see what our guest hammered inside me" 

Shona paused and added, "You know you want to see what he left inside me, don’t you.  I am sure it is something delicious for us to play in, my love" 

Shona was very much enjoying my plight. Her confident smile gave me my answer. Both of my hands worked their way up Shona's silky legs, from her calves to the backs of her knees, and up her soft thighs. 

She wriggled her hips as my fingers slipped beneath the fabric at her hips, and as the panties fell to the top of my chest, the ambient light showed me two things I had never seen before.

First, Shona had completely shaved off all of her pubic hair for our Conrad. She had been full bush, trimmed, and even shaved a landing strip for me over the years, but never has she been interested in fully shaving her pussy. Shona interrupted my thoughts when she announced, "Conrad is an insatiable fuck, he fucked me three times today.  He came inside me twice, once on my neck and chest; I saved you all of his cum, I haven't washed at all, I really want you to smell him on me" as she had the biggest smile on her face.

I was floored at the glorious sight before me, Shona's pussy was slimy and thickly wet with the heavy full quantity of Conrad's ejaculations.  Large pearls of his cum adorned her open labia.  Shona's fingers then plied her lips apart. Shona's pussy was beautifully red and inflamed, swollen, and engorged from the forceful fucking of her lover, of that heated sex I had overheard just moments ago. 

Her fingers delved over her clit and labia as she allowed me to intently gaze at her worked pussy, teasingly showing off to me her flooded creamy sex.

Time stood still as I lay staring at the damage Conrad had inflicted on my wife, I looked up at Shona and our eyes locked. She looked straight down at me, her fingers prying wide her puffy lips and asked, "Eat me, or fuck me?" Dirtier, more delicious words have never been uttered from my wife's lips. My eyes never left hers; I answered with my hands. I slid them up Shona's calf muscles, and cupped the backs of her knees, I pulled her forward until she knelt directly over my face.

Shona did not hold back and lowered her swollen pussy near my mouth, Shona whispered, "That's what I thought baby, eat up, eat me all up, go for it, eat Conrad." Her parted knees settled against each ear and her baby smooth labia nestled onto my face. 

Her hands took hold of the headboard so she could pull herself high enough to keep her creamy treasure teasingly just within my reach. I raised my nose up and traced it along the slick open crevice of her gooey, pounded pussy. The heady aroma of their mixed fluids wafted, teasing my senses, her musk, his manly seminal odour, their combined smell and flavour, all eagerly awaited by my taste buds.

With Shona's eyes peering down at mine, Shona uttered, "Get in there baby, let me feed you." And then, after all her teasing, Shona finally planted her fucked up pussy hard down onto my face. I did as she instructed. 

My tongue delved deep into the heady mixture of her arousal and his liquid, salty jizz. My tongue reached out and up into her, I sucked, savouring every running morsel on her lurid vulva folds. Shona let go of the headboard and ground her full body weight onto my face. Her pussy lips mushed wide over my mouth, firmly feeding me her pussy and all of his semen. Her soft hands grasped my head and her fingers, eagerly pulling my mouth into her salty mess. 

"Eat me, eat me, eat Conrad, eat Conrad until I'm all yours again baby, all yours!" she implored me, her grinding grip tightening around my head.

Shona's eyes closed tightly, no doubt visualising all I could see, feel, smell, and of course taste of her.  I stroked my cock as Shona moaned with my intense chewing of her wonderfully used and most sensitive region. I looked up her belly.  I watched as she took a nipple in each hand and began pulling and twisting them as I ate her out.  

Her eyes closed, her face in absolute bliss as I sucked within her folds.  It seemed only scant minutes before her head shot back as an earthquake of an orgasm took hold of her writhing body.

I lapped at her lusciously dribbling vaginal folds with abandon as she rode out her joy, the rigidity of my cock was painful. I couldn't see my cock, but my knob was drizzling my excitement all down my shaft. Shona eventually calmed down and then leaned forward, offering me her engorged clit to work on as she said down to me “I can go again if you want to keep eating”. In answer I placed my hands and pulled her back down, grabbing her big arse as I went back to her folds and nibbled her swollen budding, now exposed nubbin. As my wife again rocked back and forth over my face, I was awash in so much thin, clear fluid as it cascaded from within my Shona. 

Spunk and goo flooding all over my face, it wasn't long before Shona was again actively grinding her hips onto my face and making the familiar noises that she makes at the onset of a climax, on this occasion, a second wonderful climax. I sucked her clit into my mouth and gently sucked it as she ground out her orgasm. 

 I found myself joyously flicking my tongue over her engorged nub. Her body bucked and convulsed on my face, her head rolling forward and back in the vast explosion of a second orgasm.

Shona had had enough, she pulled her overstimulated sex from my face.  Still panting, Shoan said “Fuck me Babe!”. Both of us were panting from our exertion.  My sweating wife looked over her shoulder at my mast-like cock and shimmied down my torso. As she raised her pussy up and over my cock, I looked to see the veiny head oozing precum, hard as steel. " I fucked Conrad this way, first," said Shona, reaching her small hand between her thighs and lined up my shaft with her loose pussy hole. She mounted me and let her weight swallow my length, absolutely no vaginal resistance to my intrusion at all. Conrad's girth had clearly left Shona's silky interior agape in joyous destruction; his semen also giving wonderous lubrication for the penetration of my cock. 

I held Shona’s waist and took her weight in my hands as she fucked me.  I pulled her willing body up and down on my bone like she was a rag doll, Shona responded, grinding, fucking my cock at the torrid pace that I desperately needed.

She fingered herself as she rode me, saying, "Yes, fuck me like he did. Fuck me hard! Reclaim my body, pump your spermy cum in with his!" I didn't last many more strokes before my cum load blasted, mixing thickly with Conrad's, I fired hotly up inside Shona. I eventually let go of Shona and laid back, but she kept gently grinding her body on me until my cock softened. She then slowed her grinding and stopped.   

Shona lifted herself upwards and my flaccid cock flopped wetly onto my belly, my spunk finally mixed with his, theirs, smeared all over my shrinking cock. Shona raised herself up some and looked between her legs, watching Conrad and my, our combined cum, drool from her sopping pussy, dribbling out of her worked pussy onto my belly and all over my softening cock.

"My God, Rick. You were as horny for me, as I was for Conrad." Shona fell onto her side, nuzzling in next to me.

I lay there, not believing this turn of events. I asked, finally panting more slowly, "What made you kneel over my face like that?"

"Oh, that was Conrad's idea. We were talking about his open marriage. He told me that nearly all marriages can be open if the circumstances are right. He said that he has sex with nearly all of the couples who own bed and breakfasts, both men and women. He doesn't book into hotels anymore because of the great sex he gets at B&Bs."

"He told you that?"

"Yes," she went on, "he said that virtually every husband where the couple doesn't have children at home is okay with a good-looking stranger fucking his wife. He told me that secretly most men enjoy seeing their wives pleasured by another capable man, and that nothing shows a husband's love for his wife more than allowing her to take a lover. But always afterwards, he said, the wife is eager to get back to her husband every time. It really was intriguing to listen to him talk." Shona said to me.

I listened intently to her, never having thought about it in that way before. Shona went on, "Conrad told me that if I offered you to eat me or fuck me, after knowing that another man had been inside of me, he was sure that you would choose to eat me first, that most men do”. 

“I didn't really think he was right, so I was surprised when you responded with the hunger for me that you did.  You made me so excited and wet all over again, even after all of Conrad's sexy activity, you probably noticed how excited I was."

Her hand combed through my chest hairs as we talked. In my head, I would have totally called bullshit yesterday, if someone had told me that I would have done this unbelievable act, eaten up such a horny spunk meal, warmly fed to me by my beautiful wife, I would have said that there was no way it would ever happen. But Conrad was correct, and I now knew it, the taste of their sex filled my mouth and overloaded my senses, spunk still coated my face. I had eaten her, and I loved doing it!  

We got up and showered together, kissing, and washing one another as we showered. As we dried off, Shona asked, "So, why were you home early?"

"I thought about the dirty talk we had been sharing lately, and I couldn't get my mind off the thought of you and Conrad together. I actually thought I would feel like a fool when I came home and you were safely tucked up in our bed, fast asleep. When I found your leggings discarded in the living room, I knew, I ached, that I wanted my fantasy to be true. I wanted to have the nerve to walk in and watch him having you, to watch him pleasing you, riding you, but I just didn’t have the heart to disturb the two of you. I just stood at the wall in our room, listening to your moaning as Conrad was pummelling and ploughing your body. I loved that he fucked you, that you fucked him, that he made you that excited and so happy to be impaled on his cock. 

Shona listened to my story and nodded as I told her about my arousal. She said, "I've been on such a high, spoiled by his attention. And you basically told me you wanted this but didn't actually say it out loud. It initially felt a bit sneaky, but yet the whole thing was all so erotic, and Conrad knew exactly what to say to seduce me."

Later, Shona and I sat down in our lounge. "What happens now?" I asked.

"Well, it's Friday. We could ask Conrad to take us with him to one of the sex clubs he's talked about, that could be fun?”

That wasn't what I was asking, but it was still an interesting idea. I offered, "What I mean is, Conrad is going to want to know how I responded when you asked me that “eat or fuck” question in our bed. Don't you think he will think less of me for eating?

"Honey," she said, as her fingers caressed my cheek, "I think you are overthinking this. Conrad enjoys sex for fun. He won't see you as any different than he is - just sexually adventurous. He told me he's had male partners on his own, and he's eaten cum out of his wife out after enjoying watching her be fucked by other men. Can't we just have this sexual adventure together, without putting labels on everything?"

Shona was making a lot of sense. Maybe I was overthinking this. She added, "How about this? When Conrad gets home, you just thank him for taking care of me so wonderfully today. He will know that you are aware of what happened and are okay with it. Trust me. 

This can be something very rewarding and very sexy for all of us."

We spent the afternoon, laughing, rubbing and bumping, as we shopped for dinner and also more wine, so that Shona could prepare dinner for the two men now in her life. 

Our life had changed overnight because of our guest, and while it began with some anxiety, it seemed that it was charging us with excitement, for all of us, and in such a great way….