My wife and I have been married for twenty years. She is the mother of two beautiful daughters. And we have been through a lot together. At 37 years old she went from 127 lbs to 175 lbs in about eight months. Mostly due to medical reasons. At 38 she decided to do something about it, so she joined a gym and started working out, lifting weights four days a week and doing cardio all seven. Now at 40 she is stunning, 5'4", 125 lbs, beautiful breast back to their post implant greatness. I am no male model, but I am not repulsive either. I am 5'8", 167 lbs, and shaved bald because it looks better than half way bald. And the good Lord blessed me with the average 6 inches. You can call me a louse or SOB; I deserve it after I tell you that during the weight gain time we did not have sex.
Over two years and seriously straining our relationship, we are back to it and better than ever. For years I have told her I want to watch her with another man. During sex I will bring this up while gently fucking her with a large dildo we have. She always has great orgasm but totally refuses to discuss it later. Well I guess the two years of down time caused her to rethink her position. One evening during some long fore play, as she was giving me a blow job, she told me she wouldn't mind blowing another guy while I fucked her. My eyes widened and I ask if she were serious, when she moaned a yes answer with my dick in her mouth, I exploded. Every time I mentioned this over the next few days, she would respond with "I don't know what you're talking about." I took this to mean that I should make all the arrangements. So I set out to make it happen, my style.
I got in touch with a man I use to work with some 10 years ago. His name is Ed. This is the first name that came to my mind because I had a dream of him and Dee once. Ed was still with the same company, so finding him was easy. He remembered me instantly, since we did drink a beer after work on occasions, I ask him to join me at a local bar, beers on me. Ed looked just as I had remembered him; tall, muscular, and always smiling. And black as coal. We talked for a moment and I just laid it out on the line. I wanted him to come to a casino in Tunica, MS and hope my wife would agree to blow him.
" Let me get this straight. You want me to drive five hours from Atlanta in hopes of getting a blow job I can get at home," he said with out cracking a smile.
"Well..."
"Relax, I'll be there, I been married for twelve years and I haven't had any white pussy since. If she looks like I remember I'm going to enjoy this."
"She says she just wants to blow someone and she doesn't know this will be the time. I need you to work her, she does not know you and I'm not going to tell her anything."
"Yea, ok, I'm telling you when she gets her hand on this dick, it's on. Are you going to be ok with that?"
"Sure,I managed to say as I began to realize what was going to happen."
We had a couple more beers and finalized the plan. I went home; Dee and I had hard sex as I dreamed about the future. The next morning I told her I wanted to go to Tunica, just the two of us, no friends. "I have made reservations at The Grand for next weekend and I ordered a new dress for you off the internet," I told her. She smiled because she loves to play roulette, and she loves to dress sexy and flirt with the other men at the table.
The longest week on memory finally went by. We drove out Friday and arrived about 7:00 pm. We got checked in; I had requested a suite for a big sitting room. We got some dinner and cruised the floor for a few minutes. Dee heard a band playing in the bar area and wanted to dance, so she said she was going to change. I wanted to say down and play a little. She got a drink from the bar and headed for the room. As soon as she was out of site I grabbed my phone and called Ed.
"You here," I asked as he answered.
"Yes, just got in my room. What's the deal?"
"Dee is in the room changing. She wants to dance a little before she gambles. Let her get a drink or two or four in her and she should be easy pickings. I am going to sit down at the wheel; you can dance with her if you like. I am going to kind of ignore her to get her to get very flirtatious. She thinks it makes me mad. I know you remember what she looks like but you are going to be surprised."