I don't quite know where to start, and I don't want to bore you will meaningless historical details of my marriage so I'll try to hit the high points and go straight to the "meat".
My wife and I have a typical 'husband and wife' lifestyle. We're Xennials. Both of us received college degrees, landed professional jobs, became involved in several organizations, lived in a typical house in the suburbs, had two sons, and have a truck and car in the garage. It was, and still is a great life, but over the years, as in most marriages, our sex life sort of dropped off the deep end -- our drive seemed to all but disappear.
Over the past year, we'd tried the usual stuff you read in the various magazines, "toys" of which my wife was uncomfortable with, hard X websites and having sex in new and different places. All of these had some limited success, but not what we hoped for.
The only thing that we did discover that worked was discussing our fantasies while making love. At first my wife was really uncomfortable with telling me her deepest fantasies because she felt they were "wrong". But with time she opened up to me and revealed to me that she had only been with a few guys before me and had never been with another man since marriage, it was her biggest fantasy, and only a fantasy, to have sex with another person, girl or guy, especially a stranger.
For several months, we explored this fantasy while having sex and it never failed to get both of us off. However, when I brought up the subject of us actually fulfilling this, she immediately told me she could never ever go that far. I tried to convince her I wouldn't be jealous or the like, but she seemed to be obstinate on keeping this a fantasy.
That takes us up to a few months ago. Both of us took a Thursday and Friday off, left our teens alone, and left on a trip to New Bruanfels, Texas for an extended weekend getaway. We left home early Thursday morning from the Valley, but we began to have problems just when we crossed the county line into the hill country.
We limped into the city, found the nearest dealership, which serviced the truck, and learned that the fuel pump was going out and that it would be well after five p.m. before it would be repaired. So, we decided to stay there for the night and head to San Marcos the next morning.
We checked into the Holiday Inn, and when we got our car repaired we spent the remainder of the evening checking out the town. I'd driven through the area several times, I went to college here, so we finally found a good place to eat, and then stopped at a bar in the college area for a few drinks. They had live bands that night, and Jada seemed to really take to their music. We stayed there for almost two hours, during which time she consumed several drinks. I would have done the same, but someone has to drive! It doesn't take much for Jada to become pretty tipsy, she loves the rum and cokes.
On the way back to the hotel and I was looking for any way to find a distraction. At any rate, I ended up on a service road that goes to the hotel and I knew I was at least close to the freeway. Meanwhile, Jada was quite loose from her drinks and feeling, well... let's just say a bit frisky. She was wearing her usual "conservative" skirt, but was making it a point to reveal her legs to me, which I immediately began to rub with my free hand.
"Mmmm... I'm really in a mood to mess around tonight!" she said in a mixed sexy and drunk voice.
I smiled at her and told her maybe we could find a guy to join us in bed, and to my surprise she replied, "Hmm.... maybe! You never know!"
Locating a side road that headed back to the freeway, I was preparing to turn when I noticed an adult bookstore called "Happy Town" on the east side of the road. I've admittedly been in my share and knew what they were like, but I knew Jada had never stepped foot in one.
Now to be honest, I wanted to see her reaction upon being presented with a visual display of porn videos, and more so, the inevitable display of dildos, etc. that I knew this store, like all, would have on display. Also, for sure there would be the usual batch of men alone, who, if a female happens to enter such store, begin to discretely gather nearby.
I wanted to watch those men watching her.
Pointing to the store I asked her if she was up to a new experience. She stared at the dimly lit store for a few moments and I could see the curiosity in her eyes, but also the apprehension.
"C'mon, it'll be fun. You've never been in one. It'll be a new experience. We're far from home so there's no chance of your being recognized."
She gave me that look, and I sheepishly admitted to her that I'd frequented a "few" before, and with a drunken smile she replied, "Sure, I'm game".
Moments later we were parked in the gravel lot and walked inside. There wasn't much on the inside, less than I had expected, a scant selection of magazines, a dildo section and a moderate selection of videos as the internet had all but killed them. But to Jada it was all new to her and she wanted to look at every rack, including some curious and long glances at the dildos that were being displayed in almost every size and shape.
As she did so I found it exciting to give her some space. As I did, I couldn't keep from noticing the other guys milling about, catching glimpses of this conservative and lovely looking wife in a bookstore and how she was checking out the fake cocks! For context, Jada isn't a thin Barbie type. She's had two children, and over the years attained the typical mom bod. That being said, she has large D cup breasts and a nice grabbable ass.
Those guys had been in other parts of the store, five or six, and now they were sort of gathering behind her. Fortunately, she was unaware.
As I had fantasized in advance, it was all going down as I had hoped. I knew they were watching my wife looking at those cocks, and they were probably wondering how I compared.
My heart leaped clear up to my throat when she actually picked one up and 'felt' all around it. I noticed several guys behind her grinning, and one winked at me. She had not picked up one of the huge ones, fortunately, but more realistically, one that a wife married to a man with an average cock might be checking out.
A little larger than average, and likely larger than her husband. In this case, me.
It was white, about seven and a half inches long in front of the attached fake balls, and obviously a dildo a wife who has only experienced 'average' might be curious about.
I was thinking, 'not too bad, those men might think she is trying to match one up sized like her husband.'
That was blown when she sat it down and picked up the next one. It was very realistic in its appearance, even had a foreskin, and was more like nine to ten inches long in front of the balls. Purple, and thick. Very.
Jada spent maybe ten more seconds getting a feel of this one then she had the first. Again, that one guy gave me a wink, or perhaps it was a smirk. Right there I think I had been cuckolded. By a dildo.
She glanced over at me and I mouthed the words 'want it?' She looked embarrassed, looked around, saw the men behind her and quickly, her face red, shook her head 'no.'
I think, had those men not been there, she might have said 'yes.'
Fortunately, a few men moved away upon her seeing them or I think she might have asked to leave. Then she moved on, over to some dvd videos on display, glancing at the covers, all of them featuring a shot of a huge cock stretching a pussy.
