As I get older, I have an ever present fantasy of sharing my wife with another man. I'm not a cuckold and I'm certainly not lacking equipment, I just have a strong desire to see her be completely consumed.
We both are in our early 30's and we've been married for 5 years. Our sex life is still amazing. We tend to each others needs, explore each other's fantasies, and keep an open communication. Like most happy couples, we've run into situations that push our boundaries and lead to us spicing up things up a bit. Between fetish clubs, swinger parties, and just your everyday nightlife in NYC, let's just say we've had our fun. However, I've yet to provide her with that one particular experience.
This is how the story begins:
I was going to make this happen. I was going to find my wife another stud for her pleasure. The catch was that I wasn't going to tell her. I figured the adrenaline of the surprise would only add to the fantasy. It's a strange thing cruising for another man to fuck your wife with you. My first instinct was to find a stranger. I don't think she or I could deal with the awkwardness of inviting a close friend or even a casual acquaintance into our sex life. Looking online seemed like easiest way to begin my search.
I posted an ad on Craigslist and opened up an account on Adult Friend Finder determined to find a match. What came was a slew of duds. All I got were creepers who sent one line of text followed by a blurry dick pic. It was incredibly difficult to find someone I thought would both turn my wife on and respect our relationship at the same time. Also, my standards were ridiculously high. You see my wife is a drop dead gorgeous lingerie model who nearly stands at 6 feet and has big dark eyes that match her beautiful long dark hair. It sounds like a bold lie, but it couldn't be further from the truth. I absolutely couldn't settle for second rate.
2 weeks went by and I nearly gave up my search until I received a very articulate well formed email from a guy who was in NYC on business from Italy. In brief, he was looking for a sexy, sane couple to play with and attached a couple of perfectly normal G rated pictures. Something about his email gave me a very good feeling and I followed my gut.
His name was Marco and he was 33 from Milan. He was a handsome guy, he matched my height at 6'0, and had a light olive complexion with dark close cropped hair that had a slight curl to it. He definitely had a young business man vibe about him, but with out the douchiness of your typical Wall St. guy. Needless to say, I think my wife would approve.
He told me that he was staying at a sexy, luxury hotel room in Tribeca and that he'd be happy to host us during a weeknight. I accepted, but explained that I'd like it to be a surprise, so we came up with a plan. I told my wife that a friend at work had a free night at a hotel downtown and gifted it to me. In doing so, I told her we should make a night of it. I told her to put a sexy dress on and meet me for dinner and drinks before we enjoyed our little stay-cation.
The day arrived and I was acting really fidgety. Noticeably so. I kept spacing out at work didn't get much of anything done. The idea of executing this gave me a ton of anxiety, but also left me extremely horny. I had to hide my throbbing erection for much of the work day.