The Watching Husband
While I was married to my first wife, our open relationship allowed both of us to have sex partners aside from each other. My wife could have sex with any men she desired and the same went for me with respect to any women that I desired. My proclivity was I wanted to share my wife with other guys and watch and/or participate in my wife's sexual escapades. Unfortunately, she and I had this fully sharing experience only twice. For the rest of our marriage, I had to be content with her telling me about the guys she fucked when she came home. Enough about my marriage. This tale is not about my wife and me.
I had been seeing one particular beautiful lady whose name was Janneil for about ten years off and on. Janneil was about 35 when we started our relationship. She was stunning. Everything about her was amazing. She didn't need any makeup, but when she did wear it, she was marvelous looking. She always dressed as if to make her husband jealous. By the time of this tale, she was 45. She was mixed Yaqui Indian and Mexican, 5'-8" tall, a little thick with absolutely beautiful giant natural E-cup breasts, slim hips, and a nice firm round ass along with long legs. Her tits were absolutely beautiful, and her pussy was totally shaved. I never minded when all she wanted was for me to just pay attention to her tits. I could fondle and suck them for the longest time. Janneil's hair was very long, jet black, smooth and so soft. Janneil had served as Christie Canyon's body double in a couple of her porn movies.
Mostly, she would call me when she wanted to make out and have her beautiful tits played with and/or sucked. On occasion she wanted me to fuck her. Mostly, we just fooled around. Janneil had not let her husband know that she and I had a parttime sexual relationship although he knew she and I danced together at a local country and western bar on occasion. Most of our sex was in the parking lot in the back seat of my 4Runner after dancing.
Eventually, she told her husband about my wife's and my arrangement which led to fantasy talk between them sometimes when they had sex. She asked Nick if he would like to watch her with me just like I wanted to watch other guys fucking my wife. At first, he couldn't believe what she had asked him, and he gave her a resounding "not a chance in hell."
But, as time went on, curiosity got the better of him and he began asking her to make up stories of her and me to tell him as foreplay and to help him get off. Eventually, he needed her to tell him stories about us as they were making love so that he could have an orgasm. His problem was he smoked and drank too much. Little did he know that all the stories she was telling him were in fact basically true.
Finally, one night, he told her that he really did want to watch me fuck her. She was ecstatic at his change of heart but didn't let him know just how much she liked the idea. She told him she would broach the subject with me. What she didn't tell him was that she wanted to string him out a little to increase his desire. It worked. He got to the point that he was begging her to let him watch me fuck her.
I was a bit worried about doing this with her. Nick was a US Marshal, and I wasn't too keen on the idea for him to watch us knowing just how jealous and controlling cops can be. Janneil assured me that he really wanted this. One Thursday afternoon, she called me at my office and asked if I could stay late that evening. She needed to see me between 7 and 8PM as she wanted to plan the scenario just for her husband's pleasure. She told me that the night before, her husband was begging her to make it happen soon as he couldn't stand the waiting any longer. She told him that she would make it happen over the coming weekend. When she arrived that night, Janneil laid out her plan.
Janneil arrived about 7:30 PM. She asked me to mix us two dry martinis. She told me that tonight was to be a dry run or a rehearsal if you will. She had brought a little bag with her. She went into my office restroom to get ready. When she came out, she was wearing a sheer yellow teddy and no underwear. She had her black spike heels on. She had put on a very heavy ensemble of makeup as if she were going to be on stage. She sat in my chair and told me what she wanted. I had a conference room off of my office. The conference room had floor to ceiling windows. She told me, that I would need to move the conference table and chairs off to the side of the room so that her husband could have a good view of us fucking on my desk as she wanted him to watch us from her car that would be parked across the street. Interestingly, he would be parked on the side of the police substation as the station occupied the corner lot across the street.