This should be read after first reading version 3.0 to background what is to follow.
I'm sitting on a deserted nude beach watching my beautiful wife being fucked by a new friend with a very large cock. She is in absolute ecstasy as he strokes in and out, his shaft fully inserted on the upstroke and only his balls showing. I am as excited by the experience as much as I had imagined in our many past fantasies. I reflect on what has led us to this unlikely but incredibly sensual situation. This is a dream come true for us both.
To do this I need to go back to our early teenage years. Neither Pam nor I had experienced sex with anyone else ever. We met in a small country town after finishing school and courted there until we married at a young age.
In the early years of our marriage I was quite the jealous husband. I trusted her but I was aware that as a young attractive and sexy woman she would create more than passing interest to other lecherous males.
We had plenty of premarital sex. After we were married a few years sex, while enjoyable, became less of a novelty. We needed to spice it up a bit and I clearly remember our first fantasy.
Genesis of our fantasies:
Pam worked as a secretary in the city and her boss was a relatively young man who I had met but did not know well. He was good looking and they got along extremely well. She once jokingly said that she would go after him if ever I strayed.
One night as we were having sex I asked if she ever fantasised with him and she said that she always did during sex but on other occasions too. She said it was fantasy based on a real life experience with him. She fantasised that he, not me, was fucking her She then opened up and told me what happened.
It had been a very hot Melbourne day. Like many young women she dressed scantily on really hot days. A long length semi see-through skirt ( I used to call it her 'Princess Diana' skirt), no pantyhose and a G string, short sleeve blouse and no bra. You could see her legs clearly when she was between a light source and you. The boss had commented on how sexy she looked when she arrived at work. She liked him praising her body in that manner.
They were both working late when he called her in for shorthand. The rest of the staff had gone home. He asked her to come around to the other side of his desk to look at something and he ran his hand up her skirt and gently rubbed her inner thigh. It felt nice so she didn't resist. He rightly took that as approval and slipped his hand inside her G string and fondled her clitoris. She was very wet and she loved it. She had been feeling sexy all day and was aware that she had turned him on.
It was the first time any other man had touched her erogenous zones and, accordingly, was a specially sensual experience for her. He asked whether she was enjoying it and she said she was. He took her hand and placed it on his trousers. He was rock hard and asked whether she would prefer his cock inside her instead of his finger. She said she would, but not there and not then. She told him she was off the pill because we were trying to conceive. He offered to go out and buy a condom but she said that she did not like or trust rubber and reluctantly had to reject his advances.
She said she felt she had let him down. She had contributed to his arousal by arching her back and parting her legs a little so he could fully insert his finger and telling him how much she loved what he was doing to her. She thought about offering hand relief but felt that taking his cock in her hand would lead it to her mouth and then her vagina. The thought definitely appealed but the last thing she wanted was an ongoing sexual relationship with her boss. Moreover she did not wish to have any doubt about her first child's paternity.
She said that it was one of the hardest decisions she had ever made. She desperately wanted him to fuck her and rued the fact that she was off the pill. She wanted him so much that she almost took the risk. From that point forward she hungered for another man's cock.
She felt somewhat awkward working with him after that for a period but eventually they got back to a normal relationship. She liked him a lot and felt rather impressed and flattered by his bold approach. Moreover, she really did enjoy the experience. She told him that she would keep the matter strictly between the two of them.
I asked her why she waited so long to tell me and she said in her judgement I was not ready (she was so right!). She thought there was a possibility I would insist that she resign and that's the last thing she wanted because she loved working there.
This was the turning point for me. Her story aroused me like never before. Overnight I moved from being a somewhat controlling husband to one who wanted her to live out her fantasy. I came to terms with the fact that a woman inevitably has desires for other sexual experiences and why, in that case, should we men try to stand in their way. If the sex is safe and the marriage is not threatened, let them satisfy their needs.
For many months, every time we had sex after that I would ask her if she was wishing it was his cock and she always said she was. She said she fantasised that he stripped down to a completely naked state while she took off her G string and undid her blouse to reveal her bare breasts. He sat her up on his desk, licked her nipples and drove his big cock into her wet vagina. She said in the fantasy his cock was eight inches and she took it easily.
From that point the fantasies snowballed. Always initiated by me. Always a man fucking her. Never me fucking another woman. Black men, two men, taking them in her mouth, fucking her doctor - the list goes on. Always an eight inch cock. We reached a stage where we both craved it. We were aware that she could easily take a bigger cock than mine. She had come so close with her boss and had developed a strong desire for another man to fuck her. I also became convinced that I would approve if the situation ever arose.
In short I became a cuckold in waiting.
It was never our intention that she actively go after it. She is definitely not a loose woman. Not only did she not want to get involved with any local man after the experience with her former boss, but if an opportunity arose, how would she be able to tell whether he had a cock big enough to satisfy her?
