Message-ID: <6845eli$9803101842@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: Jackzz@anon.com (Jack) Subject: Wife with other men Part2 comments!! Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: Jackzz@anon.com X-Auth: D101555B9C41044A11D08496 Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6e42p8$j1p$6@gte2.gte.net> THIS IS PART 2 of "My Wife with Other Men. You should read Part 1 first because the following takes up where part 1 ended. To start reading here would be like opening a book in the middle and begin reading. Below is the same caveat as found in Part 1. THIS STORY CONTAINS SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL AND SHOULD NOT BE VIEWED BY ANYONE WHO WOULD BE OFFENDED BY SUCH MATERIAL. IT SHOULD NOT BE READ BY ANYONE UNDER 18 YEARS OF AGE. IT IS THE STORY OF A LIFESTYLE FOREIGN TO MOST PEOPLE AND WOULD NOT APPEAL TO THEM. In sex, there are many different sexual turn-ons. You may enjoy voyeurism, being an exhibitionist, get off on domination or perhaps S&M. Pornography is a very common sexual turn-on, especially for men. For others perhaps it is bestiality or incest. I'm sure there are others. But for me the greatest or ultimate turn is watching my wife make love to another man. I have read very little about this type of sexual enjoyment. Perhaps because it is limited in its appeal. I have absolutely no desire make it a threesome. This is the true story of my wife and I and my desire to watch her make love to other men. I know that for most men, the idea of seeing their wife makes love to another man would be repulsive. But, I do believe there are men who truly love their wives and who find that watching their wives with other men is the ultimate arousal. I would like to know if anybody else who reads this is shares my feelings. If you do, post comments to this newsgroup. This is the first installment of this story. If you are interested in reading more about our lives, please post a note to this newsgroup and I will continue. Mary and I both agreed that having Carl in our life had beneficial to our marriage. I never doubted for a minute that Mary didn't love Carl. I know she loved me but there was a physical attraction between her and Carl. There was an intense sexual chemistry between them so Mary was definitely getting something from this relationship. For me, I had never felt such extreme sexual arousal in my entire life. Sure, there was a tiny bit of jealousy on my part but the sexual gratification and the improvement in our marriage far and away outweighed any negative thoughts I may have had. To Mary's credit, she never tried to make any comparisons between Carl and myself. That would have been demeaning to me and ruined everything we had going. To the contrary, she seemed to enjoy sex with me much more and our relationship was the best it had ever been since we married. I certainly wouldn't recommend this for everybody with martial problems, but perhaps it could save some marriages. I only know that both Mary and I knew something was missing in our marriage before and that both of us were happier now than ever before. I wanted to continue watching Mary and Carl make love together. I thought that perhaps their getting together about once a month or so would be about right. I really couldn't take too much time off from work or it wouldn't look good on my work record. I was on salary so I would get paid even if I was absent but there was going to be an opening soon at my company for a warehouse manager and I was kind of being groomed for it. I had talked to Mary about maybe her seeing Carl once a month and she was agreeable to it. Mary really went along with just about anything I suggested in regards to this. I always made sure I asked about her "seeing" Carl rather than asking her about having sex with him. Just seemed better to phrase it that way. There was a big problem about watching Mary and Carl now that the weather was turning cold. There was no way I could stand outside and look through the window anymore…until late next spring. This was an unbearable thought and I had no solution or idea what to do. I just know that waiting until next spring was out of the question. I talked to Mary about the prospects of waiting six months before she could be with Carl again. She laughingly said, "I really don't what to suggest but I'm sure your horny mine will come up with something". Then teasingly added, "At least I hope so" She could really be quite a flirt and that last comment of hers really turned me on. It was off to bed for sex. Ah, it was good. About a week or so later while at work one night, I came up with a plan not only to solve this problem but also to make my viewing better than ever. I wasn't sure whether Mary would go for it and even if she did, I had no idea whether my idea would fly. I could hardly wait to get off work so I could ask Mary what she thought of the idea and whether she wanted to try it. As usual when I arrived home, Mary was waiting for me. She was engrossed in a John D. McDonald murder mystery, which wasn't unusual since she was an avid murder mystery fan. I said matter-of-factly, "Honey, I think we won't have to wait until spring to have Carl back. I have a plan!" This got Mary's attention immediately and she quizzically asked, "I knew you would come up with something, Just what do you have in mind?" At this point I kind of balked. Now my idea even sounded a little screwy to me and I kind of stammered, "I think we should invite Carl over and just plain tell him that I have been watching you two make love and explain that it is OK with me. In fact I was the one who encouraged his coming over in the first place." Mary's mouth dropped and she didn't say anything for a minute. It seemed even longer. Her look conveyed the thought that I must have lost my mind. Finally she said, "Whatever for? Have you lost your marbles? What good would that do? " She shook her head in disbelief and finished with "That doesn't really sound like a plan to me". I guess what I said didn't really make much sense. I was just excited so now I took a deep breath and tried to explain exactly what I had in mind in detail. I started by asking Mary to not interrupt me until I had completely finished what I had to say. She agreed and so I laid out my plans. I suggested, "You invite Carl over just as she had done in the past only this time you just wear regular clothing. No sexy nightie this time. As soon as Carl comes in the house, you ask him to sit on the sofa next to you. I would then come in from the bedroom." I could see the skepticism in Mary's face. But I continued by explaining to Mary that as soon as I walked into the room, I would greet Carl with a big smile and say something like, "Hi Carl, Mary told me you would be over tonight and I am sure glad you could make it. How about a beer?" Such a warm greeting and big smile would certainly be non-confrontational and while Carl would certainly wonder what the hell was going on, he would at least probably listen to what I had to say. At this point, I then would explain to Carl that it was I who asked Mary to invite him over the last two times he was here. I would let Carl know that Mary and I had not really had a good sex life until she had her affair with him. That it was he who awoke the "woman" in her and my sex life had benefited as a result and that I had indeed watched them have sex by looking through the window and thought it was very erotic to watch. Mary just listened as she had said she would. I continued, " Mary, I would explain to Carl that it was too cold to watch from outside any longer and ask him to come over again some night and I would stay inside the house and watch while you two made love. I would not say a word and I would not interfere with you two in any way". Now was going to be the moment of truth. I asked, "Well, what do you think?" Mary just looked at me for a moment and then she said, "Jack, I love you very much. It was one thing when you were on the outside looking in. I could shut you out of my mind. But I really couldn't make love to Carl with you in the room. I know that sounds funny but I really don't think I could do that. Besides I doubt if Carl would want to anyway." Then she quietly asked, "Do want to make this a threesome?" I told her definitely that I did not want to participate in any way…. just watch. Mary sighed, "Jack, lets wait until spring or maybe we can think of something else. I am not comfortable with this." While we were talking, I had gotten ready for bed. As I undressed, I turned to Mary several times so she could see I had an erection just thinking about the prospects putting my plan in action. I now crawled in bed, turned out the light and kissed Mary goodnight. Just as I got settled, I could feel Mary's hand begin caressing me between my thighs. She had seen that I was in the mood for sex and she wanted to oblige. I knew her heart wasn't really in now, but she wanted to do it for me. It was what you might call a "mercy fuck". For now my plan was dead and I was dejected. Back to the drawing board. For the next few days, I tried thinking of everything I could to get Carl and Mary back together but to no avail. I just couldn't of any solution. Saturday night rolled around and Mary and I were sitting on the sofa were having a few beers and watching TV. Mary generally doesn't drink very much but tonight she had three beers…a lot for her. I can tell when she has had too much to drink because she begins to giggle and she was now giggling quite a bit. I slid over and put my arm around her and gave her a big kiss. Then I asked, "Honey, could we at least have Carl over and let me try to talk to him about my watching? If he says no, then I won't bring up the subject again. But I would like to give it a try. And if you found you were too uncomfortable with me in the same room, you can call it off. But please, let's see if Carl will agree." This was a last ditch effort on my part. All would now depend on Mary's reply. Much to my surprise Mary said, "OK but if he doesn't agree then that's it. And also, I can call it off at anytime if I am uncomfortable with the situation." Of course, I immediately agreed. I just hoped it would be OK with Carl because if it wasn't and he knew I had been watching before, he would never come back. For me this was do or die. Mary agreed to call Carl at work on Monday and invite him over on Wednesday night. Carl would, of course, think this was going to be like his other visits that is sex with Mary. I was anxious to get started on this and sure enough when I returned home from work on Monday, Mary told me she had called Carl at work and he agreed to come over Wednesday night. I was ecstatic. I knew that Tuesday and Wednesday would just drag and they did. All I could think about was Wednesday night and I rehearsed over and over in my mind not only what I would say to Carl but also how I would say it. I was taking off work again on Wednesday night and I was nervous as a cat about talking to Carl. About 8:00 PM, Mary announced she was going to get dressed so she would be read when Carl arrived at 9:00Pm. She asked what I thought she should wear. I told her, "I would like for you to wear a your tight red sweater without a bra and your black skirt". She said, "OK" and went into the bedroom to get ready asking no questions. Her red sweater really displayed her breasts to their fullest. It really wasn't all that revealing…it just looked good on her and she looked good in it. I went into the bedroom around 8:45 and waited for Carl's arrival. There would be no sex for tonight but with luck we could set something up. At 8:55, the doorbell rang. Carl was here. My knees were shaking. Mary invited Carl in and asked him to sit next to her on the sofa. I wish I could have seen Carl's face when Mary opened the door and she didn't have anything sexy on. Anyway it was now time for me to make my entrance. I entered the living room and said with the biggest grin I could muster, "Hi Carl, glad you could make it. Mary said you were coming over tonight. Can I get you a beer?" Carl shot up from the sofa like a bullet. I continued on without missing a beat, saying, "Sit down Carl, Mary and I want to talk to you and I really think you will be interested in hearing what we have to say". Carl looked at Mary and she smiled and nodded at him. Slowly Carl sat down. He hadn't said a word to this point and I just kept talking on hoping he would listen to all we had to say. Mainly I told him it that it was I who got Mary to invite him back and how she really enjoyed having sex with him. When I said that, Carl glanced over toward Mary. She kind of coyly smiled and nodded. This seemed to reassure Carl that nothing bad was going to happen and he began to relax a bit. He sort of leaned back and was beginning to look comfortable for the first time. I continued talking and presented my whole plan to him. Even Mary looked like she hoped he would say OK. Just before I finished speaking, I slowly walked over behind Mary and lifted her sweater just high enough to expose both her breasts. Mary jumped and actually looked embarrassed. I don't know why since both Carl had not only seen them before but both of us had caressed them as well. Probably because Mary didn't know I was going to do that. Now she knew why I didn't want her to wear a bra. Carl got a good view and I could tell he was getting interested. I finished by asking Carl if he would like to kiss and fondle them again. To this point, Carl had not said one word. Now it was Carl's turn to speak. He laughed, "You want to watch while I fuck your wife? Your weird!" Then he turned to Mary and said, "Do you want to do this?" You could really feel the chemistry between them. Mary softly said, "I'm willing to give it a try but I don't think it will work". My heart skipped a beat. The excitement was welling inside me. It was indescribable. I composed myself and asked Carl, "What night do you want to come over?" Carl thought for a moment and then said, "How about Saturday night"? I was surprised that he wanted to over on a Saturday night. It seemed a bunch of guys where Carl worked were having a bachelor party for a guy who was going to get married. Carl explained he really didn't know this guy very well so he would just skip the party and come over here instead. From my point of view it was perfect. I don't work Saturdays so I didn't have to take off another night from work. We established the following rules. Carl would come over 8:00 PM and the three of us would just sit around the living room and have a few beers and shoot the breeze. This was to get all of us to relax a little bit before Carl and Mary would begin getting it on. I was only going to talk up until that point. Then I would shut up and wouldn't say anything until it was all over. I would set up a chair in the bedroom and sit there while they made love. If anybody got too uncomfortable with this, they could call it off at any time. I had an enormous erection as I fantasized what I was going to be seeing. As Carl got up to leave, I walked over and shook hands with him saying, "See you Saturday, Carl. Take it easy". With that he left. I looked at Mary and said, "It looks like he bought it. It was probably those magnificent tits you got that sold him". Mary ignored my comments and walked into the bedroom to get ready for bed. She merely said, "He may change his mind by Saturday". I followed her into the bedroom and pushed her on to the bed. I was horny and I think her involuntary exhibition of her breasts to Carl made her horny as well. We made wild love twice. I'm sure both of us were thinking about Saturday night. Thursday and Friday were a real drag. All I could think about was Saturday night. Every time I thought about it, juices would start flowing and I would start getting an erection. I would deliberately start to think about something else since I didn't want to walk around school and work with a hard-on. Saturday came and I didn't get up until almost 10 AM. Mary was already up and maybe it was just I, but she seemed extremely cheerful this morning. We had a kitchen faucet that was leaking a little around the base so I decided today would be a good day to repair it, if for not other reason than to keep my mind off of tonight. So off I went to the hardware store to get a repair kit and as usual there was none available. That is what happens every time I want to fix something…they don't make parts for it any longer. So I bought a new faucet and went home. It took forever to get the old one out and install the new one. Then I didn't have all the proper fittings so it was back to the hardware store to get them. Finally I had it installed and turned it on. Thank God there was no leaks. By now it was after 4PM so I went in and cleaned up knowing we would be eating shortly. We ate about 5PM and after I finished, I went up to the grocery store and bought a couple of six packs and two bags of chips. It was now almost 7PM and Mary had just put the baby to bed and was going to take a shower and get ready. She asked what I thought would be appropriate to wear this evening. I suggested what she wore the other night would be fine only with no panties under her skirt. I explained that with me being present, Carl may need a little time to get comfortable with the situation. I was also sure he would know Mary wasn't wearing a bra under her sweater so there was no doubt in my mine that he would love to start off by feeling them. Mary was sitting on the sofa and I was sitting on a chair across from her. We had put a 40-watt bulb in the lamp to soften the lighting. It really looked just about right. Rather subdued. At 7:50 Carl rang the doorbell and I ushered him in with a hearty welcome and beaming smile. I suggested he sit on the sofa next to Mary. Mary even patted her hand on the sofa cushion to let Carl know that is where we wanted him to sit. I then went in and got us each a beer and broke open a bag of chips. I resumed sitting in the chair across from them. Our living is small so I was really pretty close to them. We started up small talk about everything under the sun except sex. Then a second beer for all and finally a third. Since I wanted to get things moving, I started by telling a somewhat tame joke. Then Carl started telling a few and even Mary added a couple. Carl had been a little over an hour now but things were not beginning to move in the right direction. Carl had not touched Mary yet but he was looking more and more at her. To be precise, the two mounds under her sweater. At this point, I suggested he move a little closer to Mary and feel how soft the material in her sweater was. He slid over and feebly put out his hand to innocently touch her sweater. Mary kind of straightened up so his hand landed right on her right breast. The minute his hand touched her you could feel the sexual magnetism between them. Now I knew it was time for me to keep quite. As Carl was rubbing her breasts, Mary leaned over toward Carl and they started kissing. Mary's hand was rubbing on Carl's trousers from his knee to his crouch. Soon Carl's hand went under Mary's sweater and he was massaging her breasts. I could hear Mary's ever so slight sighs. This was so much better than peeking in through the window in that I could not only see better, but also I could also hear the sounds of passion. Mary was now concentrating her hand on Carl's crouch so Carl stopped rubbing breasts just long enough to release himself from his trousers and then lifted Mary's sweater exposing both of her breasts. He was alternately kissing and fondling then. Then he would one nipple after another in his mouth and suck on it gently pulling on it. Mary's sighs increased. While this was going on Mary had put her hand on Carl's dick and began gently stroking it. When Mary put her hand around my cock, only the just little more than the head was visible. When she held Carl's, it looked liked her hand covered just little more than half of. I would have killed to have a dick like that. Yeah, I was jealous about that. They really seemed to be ignoring me. Neither had even glanced at me. I had really expected Mary to at least take a quick glimpse in my direction to see how I was taking all of this. But nary a glance. After a while, Carl moved his hand under Mary's skirt. I could see Mary spread her legs so Carl would have a straight shot to her vagina. If Carl was surprised by the fact that Mary wasn't wearing any panties, he didn't show it. While reaching under Mary's skirt, he had raised it high enough I could see everything .He immediately began very slowly rubbing her clit and inserting his index finger into her. Mary was really getting excited and I could see her hips moving as Carl worked his magic on her. Carl had infinitely more patience that I would have shown. By now, I would have Mary in bed and probably been done. I made a mental note to take more time with Mary. I didn't feel any jealousy at all. I guess the previous two times I watched them dispelled any jealousy I had. All I could now feel was the most extreme arousal imaginable. My heart was racing and my dick was throbbing….more about that later. It didn't take long after Carl had reached under Mary's skirt that Mary softly told Carl that she wanted to go into the bedroom. As they got up, Mary turned out the light and took Carl by the hand into the bedroom. She paused just slightly to turn on the bathroom for some illumination. I lingered behind them to make myself as inconspicuous as possible. From the doorway, I could see Carl was removing Mary's sweater. Then he undid the two buttons on her skirt and it fell to the floor. Mary was trying to undo Carl's belt but was having trouble. After Carl had removed Mary's clothing, he undid his belt and slid out of his trouser. They were now both naked kissing with Carl's dick pressed against Mary. Carl guided Mary to the bed and as he laid down he pulled Mary on top of him. There was no doubt in my mind now that nobody but nobody was going to call this episode off. I then entered the room and sat on a folding chair that I had placed there earlier. The chair was placed just to the right of the foot of the bed. That way with their heads on the pillow, they couldn't see me. The view was all I hoped for and more. Not only that, I wasn't cold. Really being able to hear as well as see was a new and welcome dimension. What happened next was better than I could have asked for. Mary was laying on top of Carl and they were kissing. I heard Carl mutter to Mary, "Go down". Mary raised herself and turned around. I could see Carl has his face between Mary's legs. He was applying his tongue to her clit. What surprised me was that Mary never looked at me as she turned around. I was only about 3 feet from her face. It was as if I didn't exist. Mary was looking down and watching Carl's throbbing dick. It was bouncing around so much; Mary had to take a hold of it so she could put it between her lips. Slowly she went down on it. She could only get about half of it in her mouth. Then she would go up and down on it sometimes only leaving just the head in her mouth. I knew she didn't like it when Carl came in her mouth, so I think she could sense just when to let up a little so Carl could contain himself. At one point she completely raised her head just high enough that Carl's dick slipped out from her mouth. She would then lightly lick it with her tongue while Carl would arch his back upwards trying to insert it again. This teasing on her part brought even louder groans from Carl. Then she would reinsert him in her mouth and go through the entire process again. In the meantime I could see the look of pure unadulterated pleasure that she was receiving from Carl. I couldn't begin to tell you how long this went on because I was totally absorbed in what was going on. But finally Carl began to move and Mary turned to face him. Carl lay on his side and Mary lay on her back. The minute she did that, Carl began getting on top of her and as he did Mary spread her legs to receive him. I had almost a perfect view. I could see the moisture coming from Mary's vaginal area as well as her now well exposed clit. Then Carl lowered himself ever so carefully into Mary. I could see the head of his dick clearly as it entered Mary and as he kept slowly going deeper, I could hear Mary's sighing and occasional whimper. Later Mary would explain than until Carl was fully inserted for the first time, there was both pleasure and discomfort. Once he was in fully, there was enough lubrication and in Mary's own words, "It really great". Carl was going up and down very, very slowly. I suppose that was to keep from coming to soon. Gradually the pace increased and I could see Mary's thighs rising and falling in unison with Carl's strokes. Then Carl increased the tempo to the maximum and almost immediately he threw his head back and started muffled cries of, "Baby,baby,baby" as he released himself into Mary. Mary then started softly crying, "Yes, yes, yes". Carl must have released a quart into Mary. They went on and on until he finally quit his thrusting. He withdrew himself and Mary moved over. Carl dropped beside her exhausted. They both giggled and I was still being ignored. I just sat tight as they began speaking in subdued tones. I could hear perfectly every thing that was being said. Carl began by telling how much he enjoyed making love to her. Carl was a little course but at least he had sense enough not to tell Mary how much he enjoyed he enjoyed fucking her. Mary would not have liked that at all. To her it was making love. Mary didn't use many four-letter words and when she did, the "F" word wasn't one of them. She may not in the true sense of the word actually love Carl, but to her what they were doing was making love. Mary was telling Carl how happy she was that he was able to come over again. This "pillow talk" they were having was making me uncomfortable but there wasn't much I could do. I had to stay quite and listen. I wasn't jealous about Carl making love to Mary, but this was bothering me somewhat. When I peeking through the window, I really couldn't see what they were doing as they lay together between their rounds of sex and of course I couldn't hear anything. Carl was lying on his back on the right side of the bed with his right arm extended. Mary was lying on her left side with her head on Carl's right arm. He had curled forearm so he could run his fingers in Mary's hair and Mary was just caressing Carl's chest with her fingers. This went on for maybe 30 minutes. Then I noticed Mary's fingers began moving slowly down Carl's body. Down on to his leg and then back up just brushing Carl's limp dick and back onto his chest. Mary was initiating this round. She kept repeating these motions, however each time her fingers brushed a more and lingered a little longer on Carl's dick. Finally she was concentrating solely on Carl's dick and ever so slowly it began to rise. Mary was now on her left elbow so she could watch Carl's dick assume it fully aroused state. She was giggling as she observed the effect of her handiwork on Carl. Through all of this, to my amazement, neither of them paid the slightest bit of attention to me. It was as if I didn't exist. When Carl was fully aroused, Mary had him move to the center of the bed where she straddled him and then she reached down and gently inserted his dick into her. She slowly began raising and lowering herself on Carl's shaft. She tormented him by lifting herself until just the head of Carl remained in her. She would hold herself in this position for a few seconds and the gently lowered herself again. Carl was moaning as she taunted him. Carl was trying to reach up and try touch her breasts but Mary would lean back and arch her back so his fingers couldn't quite reach her and in the subdued light the arching of her back made her breasts even more desirable. Mary began increasing the tempo of her rhythmic motions on Carl. Both were now emitting low groans of passion. Mary began to bend over so Carl's fingers could caress her breasts and then she leaned even further forward so Carl could take her nipples in his mouth as she moved up and down. Carl would now thrust himself upward to meet Mary as she descended on him and they both becoming more aroused. At this point, Carl could no longer contain himself and again he cried out, "Baby, baby, baby" over and over again as he released the juices of his passion. Mary by now was also again groaning, "Yes, yes, yes" which continued until all motion had stopped. Momentarily they looked frozen in time. Then they collapsed on the bed exhausted. There was no question that there was definitely a sexual chemistry between them. By being so close and also being able to hear them, I began to fully understand why Mary enjoyed having Carl over. Mary really seemed to enjoy making love to Carl better than she did with me. Of course, she never said so but it was apparent from the unrestrained passions she exhibited with Carl. A good part of which I believed was not only from the size of Carl's dick but also he was quite good in how he used it. From my position in the room, I couldn't have asked for a better view. Mary and Carl just continued lying motionless on the bed holding each other. Neither spoke. Then Carl began to sit up and started getting dressed. Mary sat on the edge of the bed watching him. Mary was still naked as they walked into the living room together, I followed but I still hadn't uttered a word. As Carl started to open the door, I said, "Nice you could make it, Carl". You could sense Carl didn't seem to know exactly what to say but he smiled and muttered, "Yeah, see you guys later". With that he bent down and gave Mary a goodnight kiss and patted her gently on her bottom. Mary and I walked back into the bedroom without saying a word. As I undressed for bed she noticed I had a semi-erection. She coyly said, "Are you next, sir"? I replied saying, "Sorry, I couldn't wait. I jerked off twice watching you and Carl". Mary laughed and said she was glad I enjoyed their performance. I know Mary didn't want anymore sex tonight but she would have gladly taken care of my needs if I had needed it. Just before turning out the light, I asked her if my presence in the room bothered her. She told me, she had told herself beforehand over and over to just concentrate on Carl. As long as I was quite, she was able to block my presence from her mind. For me, it was the most erotic evening I had ever experienced. Mary is usually vibrant. On Sunday morning, she was extremely vibrant as she usually is after one of Carl's visits. We had a nice breakfast and then back to bed for lovemaking. The visions of last night were racing through my mind and I was more was extremely aroused. The second time we made love, Mary got on top of me and gave be the same torments she had given Carl the night before. No wonder Carl was always so anxious to come back. Carl called on Monday to see about when he could come over again and also to find out about my reactions about Saturday night. Mary assured him that there weren't any problems about his coming back, only from now on it would have to be on a Saturday or Sunday night. Since my company was grooming me for the next step in my career, a branch warehouse manager, I really did not want to take any more time off work. Carl would just have to make an excuse to his wife to get away. There was no doubt in my mind that he could come up with something. Speaking of Carl, he had told Mary early in their relationship that he did indeed love his wife and kids. Betty, Carl's wife, was quite active in a rather offbeat Christian religion. She was definitely opposed to any type of oral sex. In their marriage, she never had Carl in her mouth and she wouldn't let Carl put his head between her legs. She was also quite restrained about making any outward display of emotion during their lovemaking. Sex was more for procreation in her mind and physical pleasure should be restrained. Carl said that she had never refused him sex, but she more or less just let Carl have "his way with her". No wonder Carl enjoyed coming over. When Carl had called that Monday to check on things, Mary had told him to call back the following week to see what we could work out. Indeed, he called back the following week and since Mary would still be in her period that Saturday, we made it the following Saturday night. On the Tuesday before Carl was to come over, when I came home from school, Mary handed me a package that UPS had just delivered. She said it was a present for me and I immediately opened it without even looking to see where it was from. Inside the box was wrapped a little shorty nightie. She had ordered it unbeknownst to me from Fredericks of Hollywood. It was white and had little strings that went over the shoulders to hold it up. I said, "try it on kid". Mary went in the bedroom to put it on. She returned momentarily and she looked incredibly sexy. The nightie was extremely transparent and her breast looked ever so inviting. It came down to just about half way between her torso and her knees. One glance at that triangular patch between her legs and it was off to the bedroom. I was 15 minutes late for work that night. Mary and I definitely had a much better sex life than before she had met Carl. Unfortunately, I still had a bad case of premature ejaculation and try as I might I couldn't keep my myself from coming to soon. Mary really tried to help. She would sit on the edge and I would lie on the bed flat on my back while she massaged my dick until I just started to come. Then she would tightly grab it before I had a chance to emit much semen. That was supposed to "take the edge off" and keep me from coming so soon. It may have helped a little but I never really enjoyed it that much. After a few times, we discontinued it. It was only when we made love a second time, that I was able to my delay my coming to any degree. I don't know how Carl was able to stroke Mary as fast as he did and as long as he did without coming. Saturday was now upon us and Carl was due over tonight at 8:00PM. I went up and got a couple of six-packs of beer and some chips. Mary and I had decided that she would wear her new nightie, so I figured Carl would probably keep the small talk to a minimum. Mary spent most of the afternoon doing her hair. Once when I walked into the bedroom, Mary had her new nightie on. She explained that she wanted to see once again what it looked like on her. I told her I thought it was really flattering to her. She does have a nice figure. I commented, "If that doesn't give Carl a hard-on, nothing will". My position of my folding chair in the bedroom wasn't going to change. It was just perfect so why change it. The dim bulb in the bathroom afforded rather subdued light, which was really erotic. When I was watching Carl and Mary through the bedroom, they had backlighting. Which meant that the bathroom light was behind them. Now they are front- lit, meaning the light is illuminating them directly. Both types of lighting are erotic but my preference is the way the lighting is now. About 20 minutes before Carl was due to arrive; Mary went in to get ready. When she out she was ravishing. Since the light in the living room was relative dim, it really enhanced Mary's already beautiful figure. We both sat on the sofa awaiting Carl's arrival. It was all I could do to keep my hands off of her. She looked that good. As usual, Carl arrived 5 minutes early. When I let him in he had a big smile and said, "Hi Jack, how ya doing"? What a difference from the last time when he was over. He now seemed very comfortable and relaxed. I motioned for him to sit next to Mary. He hesitated for just a moment as he beheld Mary in her new nightie. Then he went over to sit down with her as I went into the kitchen to get us each a beer and then open the chips and put them in a bowl. I guess Carl was really turned-on by Mary. When I re-entered the living room, Carl was trying feebly to get the strap on Mary's nightie back upon her shoulder. I guess he figured that while I was getting the stuff, he would caress Mary's breast. When I saw he was having trouble with the strap, I suggested, "Carl just leave it down. Mary now looks like a harem girl with one breast covered and the other exposed". We all laughed and I got no argument from either of them. We drank our beer and just shot the breeze. Just trivial stuff. All the time, Mary was looking more and more desirable to both Carl and myself. Neither of us could keep our eyes off of Mary's breasts. As we chatted, Carl's left hand kept moving up and down Mary's leg slowly from her knee to her vaginal area. After the second or third time, Mary just spread her legs ever so slightly so Carl would have easier access to her. In the meantime, Mary just let her right hand rest on Carl's leg just a little below his crouch. As soon as Carl finished his beer, He dropped the other strap off Mary's nightie. With one hand he was rubbing both of Mary's exposed breasts and with the other hand he was rubbing Mary's clit. This time, Carl needed no encouragement to begin enjoying Mary's body as he had the last time. Mary had spread her legs wide so there was no obstruction to keep Carl from finding his mark. Mary had unzipped Carl's trousers and had removed his dick. She was now stroking him. This petting had only been going on for just a few minutes at most, when Carl took Mary by the hand and led her toward the bedroom. I lagged behind them. Carl must have been extremely horny tonight because he just pushed Mary gently on the bed without removing her nightie. Then he slid down and put his head between her legs and began orally stimulating her. Mary for her part was lying there enjoying the attention and sighing with pleasure. Her sighs increased as Carl continued until her she was moving almost in an uncontrollable fashion. When her sighs reached a crescendo, Carl moved back up over Mary. I could see her fingers pressing on Carl's shoulder as she longed for him to enter her. Carl immediately entered her and soon they were moving and moaning in unison. They kept moving faster and faster until they both let out loud screeches of sexual delight. Then it was quite except for the inevitable panting. Then Carl collapsed on the bed beside Mary. I had never seen Mary so sexually aroused in my life. Mary may have thought she and Carl were "making love", but believe me they were fucking….just pure, pleasurable fucking by anyone's definition. I was so aroused watching them, I masturbated well before they climaxed and in fact I was hard again by the time they did climaxed. Again, I felt uncomfortable as they talked softly as they recuperated. I don't know how to explain it, but I just felt ill at ease during this part but there was nothing I could do but wait. I didn't want to move or leave the room. Carl must have been extremely aroused this evening. I don't think they lay there more than 15 minutes before Carl began kissing Mary's breasts and his fingers massaging her clit. As he did so, his dick became fully erect and slowly Mary was becoming perceptibly aroused herself as she stroked Carl's dick. Carl whispered for Mary to get on her hands and knees. Mary had no sooner assumed that position that Carl slid behind her. Mary reached behind her and guided Carl's dick into her. You could have asked for a better view as Carl thrust himself violently into Mary until he let out those cries of ecstasy that announced he had indeed come. Mary was gasping with each of Carl's thrust and as he exploded in her, she was yelling, "More, more, more." Then as usual they collapsed on the bed. No words were spoken but you could here the panting as they regained their breath. Carl was in no mood this evening to be teased. He was the aggressor without a doubt and he left no doubt in Mary's mind that he was going to call the shots. Mary enjoyed this as much or more that the last time Carl was over. They rested for just a few minutes and then Carl got up from the bed and started dressing. Mary watched him until he had finished. Carl, Mary and I then headed for the front door. Carl kissed Mary and said, "See ya later" and he was gone. As Mary and I walked back to the bedroom, I casually asked, " Did you enjoy that this evening?'. She replied very straightforwardly, "You got to be kidding, Of course I enjoyed it". That was one thing I could be sure of, Mary would tell the truth about her feelings. If she had said something like, "Oh, it was Ok.", I would feel like I was being put on. That was one thing that was necessary, complete honesty by Mary on how she felt about sex, Carl and myself. As we were getting into bed, Mary asked, "are you interested or did you have another "accident" as you watched this evening." I laughed and replied, "I had two "accidents" this evening but I looking forward to getting of your magnificent ass tomorrow". Mary laughed, saying, "You got it sailor". And with that we went to sleep. When morning came I awoke with a throbbing erection. I am always extremely horny right after I watch Mary and Carl and today was no exception. Mary was lying on her side, so I moved over and put my arms around her. Naturally she could feel my desire pressing against her. Ah, love before breakfast is indeed the way every day should begin. This was of course Sunday and I had quite a few things to do not only today but also for the next couple of weeks. Christmas was only 10 days away so there was the usual thing that must be done. Also, I was taking part of my vacation now also so I could study for my exams, which would be coming up in early January. If I passed, I would get my coveted BA degree. I had been going to school off and on for 7 years now, so I was looking forward to putting that behind me. It would be probably the middle of January, at the earliest, before Carl would be over again…little did I know what was about to happen in my life. It was New Years day before I knew it and I did a little reminiscing about the previous year and the events that had occurred. During the year, Mary had her affair with Carl and we were close to divorcing over it. Then I discovered the incredible sexual gratification I received from watching my wife have sex with another man. For me, there could be no more powerful aphrodisiac. I still felt that there must be something awful kinky or abnormal with me to enjoy that sort of thing. Gradually, I accepted my feelings and I must say that I was never happier in my marriage with Mary. I certainly know that it wouldn't work for most couples, but it saved our marriage. The next day I got a call around noon from the warehouse manager Howie. He wanted me to come in an hour early today and of course I told him I would. I wondered what was up. Because he worked the day shift I rarely saw him, except if I screwed something up. I really didn't like him very much. He was not very pleasant and somewhat abrasive. I really don't thing I could have worked for him having day-to-day contact with him. I arrived on time and his secretary ushered me into his office. He looked at me and bluntly said, "Jack, there has been an opening for a warehouse manager in Cleveland. I recommended you for the job. Do you want it? ". That was the way Howie was. No smalltalk at all. Howie was all business. Actually the warehouse was located in a Cleveland suburb. Howie told me the manager there was 61 and had a severe heart attack and was going to take early retirement. We discussed my duties and what my new salary would be as well as the fact that I was to be on the job February 1st. I accepted the job on the spot. I would be making almost twice my current salary and that was just for starters, as other raises would follow if my performance were satisfactory. Cleveland was 360 miles from here and that meant a complete change in lifestyle. I immediately called Mary and informed her of my promotion. She also was excited about my new job and also now we would have the income to buy a home rather than rent. I could sense a certain degree of resignation she was feeling and I shared that feeling. Our interludes with Carl would be coming to an end. The distance was just to great for us to get together any longer. We were really going to busy this month. The company was giving me time to find a residence which meant Mary and I would probably be driving to the Cleveland area on at least a couple of occasions. I had my exams and also I had to train a new man to take over my job here. Things were going to be hectic for a while. As it turned out, I graduated and got my degree. Mary and I did make two trips to Cleveland and we rented a small bungalow just outside Cleveland. We decided to rent for a year to get the lay of the land before buying a place of our own. It would also give us a chance to add to our savings so we would have a nice down payment for a home when we were ready. Mary had told Carl about our moving and there no to be no last get together. Mary said Carl sounded dejected when she had told him, but who could blame him. He hoped sometime in the future, we could get together again. On January 29th, the moving van arrived and we were saying goodbye to our home here. The van was enormous for the amount of furniture we had but since the company was paying, who was I to complain. On to Cleveland and new adventures. END OF PART 2 -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |