My wife is hot. I mean, really hot. I'm always seeing guys looking at her. And I don't mind at all. I mean, surely that's a compliment right. I should be more concerned if no one wanted to look at her.
I couldn't help finding myself thinking about her with other guys more and more often. Until it was such a major thing in my head.
I'd heard all about these guys who watched their women with other guys. It was cos they were puny guys with tiny cocks who couldn't look after or protect her.
But that wasn't me! I mean, don't get me wrong, I know I'm not packing a marrow down there, but I don't think there's anything wrong with it. I think it's pretty normal.
And I'm not puny at all. In fact I'm quite a big guy. I've got muscles, I'm broad, I used to be a fighter for many years. And I'm in a good high powered job! Maybe that's where it comes in. Maybe I'm so used to being the one in charge that sometimes it's good to let go of all control.
That's what I can tell myself now as she walks her amazing slim tanned body out of the bathroom in nothing but the tiniest of black thongs. Her amazing 36c tits just begging to be in my face. But when I reached out she slapped my hand! 'No no! Not for you! At least not until I'm home later.
I groaned, cock straining at my shorts as she sat on the bed and pulled on a pair of black hold up stockings! I knew this was my fault. I'd gone on about her being with someone else until finally she gave in and sucked a guys cock on a girls night out whilst sending me texts and pictures. It was so fucking hot and I hadn't been able to hide that for a second.
So when she told me a couple of weeks later that a guy she knew had asked her to go out for a drink, whilst hinting he wanted a lot more, I just had to say go on then, do it. As the week had gone on I'd got more and more nervous about it. She told me that rumours among the girls said he had a massive cock! I laughed it off everytime but the mixture of nerves and excitement kept driving me forward.
Now I looked up at her in a tiny black backless dress that barely covered her stockings and showed that any underwear was minimal. Her long dark hair cascading down her back. Blue eyes shining naughtily as she smiled at me.
'You do know you only have yourself to blame' she says as I fight every urge to just bend her over and fuck her hard right there!
'I know, I know' I said. The thing is, I'm not any of the classic images you think of about someone who wants to see his wife get fucked. I just find it so fucking horny! I mean, there is no one I'm more attracted or connected to than her. So it's like a real life porno but with feelings! And the feeling of jealousy is insane! But god it adds so much to it.
She did the last buckle up on her high heel as headlights pulled up outside the house. She leant forward and kissed me making me realise again just how insanely fucking short that dress was before turning around and walking to the door. Before she pulled it closed she said 'I'll stay in touch, but it might be a late night. '