A fictional story about sharing a wife for the first time after 15 years of marriage
(Glenn)
It's Friday, September 2nd, the eve of my and my wife's 15th wedding anniversary. Sandy and I got married when she was just 20 and I was 25. Over the past 15 years, we've gone through a lot together. A couple of career changes for each of us, buying our first house, having two wonderful kids, our fair share of arguments, and much more has been shared between us. I'd like to do something special for her to celebrate this 15th milestone and think I've come up with just the surprise.
Sandy and I have discussed a few sexual fantasies of ours over the years. Usually, it's nothing crazy. However, there is one that stands out for each of us that could potentially test the strength of just about any marriage. I've shared my fantasy of showing her off to other guys, mostly through photos on websites or with tempting clothing to draw attention from other guys. I have a deeper desire to watch her with another man. Admittedly, I don't think I could let go if the situation arose. But, for some reason, I can't get enough of porn videos with husbands sharing their wives. Of course, it can't be THAT prevalent of an activity, can it? Sure, I know it's a pretty common fantasy of guys for whatever reason. But, how many are actually acting on it?
Sandy's most unforgettable fantasy? She fantasizes about being controlled in a way that would render her helpless while a guy has his way with her. She never specified if I'm that guy or some random stranger. I've role played with her a bit and assumed that figure for her and it seems to make her happy. But, like me and the riskiest fantasy I've shared, I'm left wondering if there's a deeper desire that she hasn't fully unveiled which involves another man controlling her instead of me.
Fortunately for us, my parents have volunteered to take our kids for the upcoming weekend so we can have it to ourselves. I booked a room for tomorrow night at one of the higher-end hotels downtown to take advantage of our one full night free of parenting duties. That's not the surprise, though, Sandy knows about that and is already mostly packed.
(Sandy)
I hear Glenn's footsteps coming up the stairs to our bedroom where I'm putting clean laundry in the drawers. I look to my right and see my husband leaning against the door frame looking at me. "What?"
(Glenn)
My beautiful wife is busy in our room, standing in gray yoga pants and a black sports bra. My wife is hot, which I think might be why I fantasize about showing her off to others. I'm proud of myself for securing a bona fide MILF. She's about 5"5 with long auburn hair that reaches the top of her butt. Her breasts are big, but not obnoxious. I don't know her bra size, but if I had to guess, she's probably around a D cup. She has a perfect butt that's firm and looks like a peach from behind. She exercises a lot to keep herself in shape, which I really respect and appreciate. Her hazel eyes can still pierce a hole through my soul after 15 years. Her face is kind of round, but well structured like Marion Cotillard. A few people have said she reminds them of her and I think that's a good celebrity comparison. I just observe and absorb the image in front of me and shake my head. "Nothing, just savoring the the moment." She purses her lips and puts her left hand on her hip for a flirtatious pose. We both laugh and she goes back to putting laundry away.
(Sandy)
Glenn's an attractive man at about 5'10" with dark hair and brown eyes. He has a beard that he keeps well trimmed and his hair is starting to thin, so he keeps it a little shorter than he used to. He used to be in really good shape, but now has a dad bod. Honestly, I love that about him and find it really attractive because of how confidently he carries himself. A lot of other guys would probably be embarrassed with his soft body. But, not my Glenn.
Our sex life is good. I'm generally happy with how things go in bed and Glenn's 6" penis is adequate. I have noticed over the past few years that his stamina doesn't last as long. I find myself having to carry the movements more than 5 years ago. But, with him being 40 now, I get it. It's just part of aging and with being 35, I'm okay with picking up the effort where he physically can't anymore.
"Ooh!" Glenn slips behind me between the bed and my butt and steals a pinch of my rear on his way to the bathroom to get ready for bed for the night. I throw a quick look back in his direction and catch a wide grin across his face as he walks away. I love that we can still share little moments like that and find genuine happiness in so little.
I'm so looking forward to tomorrow night. With the kids gone for the weekend, I can't wait to celebrate our 15th anniversary at a nice restaurant and top-end hotel after. Glenn said he has some kind of surprise activity planned for us after dinner, but I have no idea what it is. I'd be lying if I said the mystery doesn't excite me.
(Glenn)
5 minutes later, I exit the bathroom to find Sandy under the covers reading a book. I take my clothes off and get under the covers with her ready to fall asleep. I reach my left hand out and make contact with her right thigh before dozing off to sleep with thoughts of tomorrow night's plan running through my brain.
(Sandy)
Glenn is out in less than a minute. I was hoping to fool around a little and am completely naked under these sheets, but he's too tired and leaves me wanting. I finish the chapter in my book about how to recognize certain nuances in economic patterns (I'm a financial advisor), then put the book on my bedside table and turn off the light. I slide down from my seated position and turn toward Glenn to fall asleep with my left arm across his hairy chest.
***5:00 AM Saturday Morning***
(Sandy)
"Shit!" I wake up startled by my alarm clock. I must have accidentally set it to buzzer mode instead of radio mode and am now nearly having a heart attack. I roll over to my left to turn the damn thing off and grab my phone. I give myself 15 minutes to fully wake up and check the weather and news for the day before rolling out of bed to use the bathroom. I get up at 5:00 every morning, including weekends. It keeps me structured and also provides "me time" before anybody else is up in the house.
After using the bathroom and brushing my teeth, I grab my workout clothes and head downstairs to the kitchen to prep my protein shake and fill up my water bottle. We have a home gym in the basement that I use 6 mornings every week with Sundays treated as my day of rest. But alas, that's not today. So I pull my hair into a double-folded ponytail and put shoes on to go to the basement.
***7:00 AM Saturday***
(Glenn)
The alarm on my phone sounds to wake me up in an empty bed. Sandy's always up a couple hours before me to work out and get things done around the house. 5:00 is just too early for me, I can't do it. I check e-mails on my phone to make sure I don't have any pressing work messages (I manage a sales team at a bank). Nothing.
I reluctantly roll out of bed and already hear Sandy moving around downstairs in the kitchen area. Damn, that girl's always active. Knowing my parents will be picking our little ones up in a few hours, I start my day.
(Sandy)
Making a post-workout meal of egg whites, blueberries, a small cup of oatmeal with a scoop of peanut butter, and a glass of orange juice, I see a disheveled Glenn stumble into the kitchen. "Good morming, my Glenn. Want some egg whites?"
(Glenn)
"No, thanks. Damn, you look good." I shuffle my way to the pantry to grab a box of cereal for myself.
(Sandy)
"Do I?!" I didn't expect that compliment because I feel so gross and sweaty.
(Glenn)
Sandy has a ponytail and is glistening from sweat in a pair of tight yellow shorts and another black sports bra. She has an earbud with music playing in her left ear and nothing in her right ear. She's so sexy and unassuming. "Babe, you could be covered in literal shit and still be sexy as hell."
(Sandy)
I laugh and just shake my head. "Well, thank you."
(Glenn)
I have a perfect view of my wife's behind from the cupboard with our bowls. I start feeling an erection coming on as she slightly sways her hips to whatever music she's listening to in front of the stove. I approach her from behind and gently press against her ass with my crotch and wrap my arms around her little waist.
(Sandy)
I smile at my husband's spontaneous touch. "Mmmm. Hello, there." I push back into an erection that's forming under his pajama pants and start moving his hips with mine so we're in sync with the music I'm listening to. "You know, I haven't heard the kids up moving around yet."
(Glenn)
Sandy starts gyrating a little more rapidly into me, teasing my erection. How does she still smell so good after sweating profusely from exercising?"Oh yeah?"
(Sandy)
"Mmm-hmmm. Maybe you should pull my shorts down?" Please pull my shorts down, I think to myself. Glenn withdraws his arms from around my waist and slides his hands to my hips, slowly pulling my shorts down.
(Glenn)
I slowly pull my wife's shorts down, revealing more of her perfectly shaped buttcheeks inch-by-inch. My erection grows fuller as I look at her ass and think of what I want to do to it. We've only had anal sex a few times and I'm really wanting it right now.
(Sandy)
My shorts drop to my ankles and I push my ass back at my husband. "Maybe we should get YOUR pants off?" I turn off the stove, turn around to face him, and reach my right hand down to grab his erection. "Yeah, we'd better get those pants off you, mister."
(Glenn)
Sandy rests her hands along my sides and slowly drops her body down in front of me to her knees. She looks up with a sexy smirk.
(Sandy)
"Happy anniversary, baby"
(Glenn)
She pulls my pants down a few inches so that my erection bounces up upon release and my balls are exposed. She puts her right hand on the base of my shaft and opens her mouth to suck me in. I push forward a bit and find her wet mouth welcoming me with a tunnel of warmth. "Yeeeaaahhh."
(Sandy)
Gripping my husbands shaft between my lips, I start going in-and-out with it at a measured pace. "Mmmmm." Then, I hear a bang from upstairs and little feet running down the stairs toward us. I release my husband's cock from my mouth and pull my shorts up before getting back to my feet and whispering to him. "Fuck."
(Glenn)
I bend over and pull my pants up just in time before our kids come popping around the kitchen corner. I turn my back to them at the kitchen sink to conceal my erection. They're hyped because they get to spend the day and night with their grandparents. I look over at my wife plating her eggs, wanting to jump on her. She smiles with disappointment.
(Sandy)
"Maybe later?"
(Glenn)
I nod and finish pouring my cereal before heading to the dining room to eat. I can't wait until later.
***3:30 PM Saturday***
(Glenn)
I finish tying my tie in the mirror of our guest bathroom downstairs to complete the suit I'm wearing to dinner. The kids were picked up a few hours ago, so Sandy and I are on our own for about the next 24 hours or so. I start walking to the living to wait on the couch, but see Sandy coming down the stairs. "Shit. You look stunning." She smiles big and blushes a little before leaving the last step.
Sandy's long hair is styled in a way I can't even describe and she's applied dark red lipstick. She's wearing a classy black cocktail dress with spaghetti straps. The cloth fits her form perfectly, almost like a second skin. She has cleavage showing and black open-toe shoes with heels. Absolutely stunning.
(Sandy)
Glenn seems pleased with my choices. I put on a new body-hugging flounce cocktail dress made with high-stretch fabric. It's a sleeveless v-neck with shoulder straps and a concealed back zip. I added a new pair of black ankle strap heels that really accentuate my calf muscles and butt. I feel good in this little number. My hair is a loose braided half updo, which took FOREVER to get right. But, I finally got it right.
Glenn looks really nice in a black suit, dark red shirt, and tie with black and gray diagonal stripes. His hair has styling gel in in so that it swoops to his left in the front. I hold my stance for a second to look him over. He comes off as professional and meaning business.
(Glenn)
As we draw closer to my surprise, I start getting nervous. What if she hates it or finds me repulsive for even suggesting it? What if it's nothing like I expect and underwhelming? We still have to go to the hotel to check in and eat before revealing my surprise, but it's on my mind now.
(Sandy)
Glenn picks up our bags as we walk to the garage to load the car. He seems a little pre-occupied, like he's in deep thought. I still find myself wondering what his surprise is because he's given me no hints at all. He's usually really good with surprise gifts, so I look forward to finding out what it is. I get in the front passenger seat and put my belt on waiting for him.
***4:15 PM Saturday***
(Glenn)
We reach the hotel downtown and get out for the young valet to park our car. I notice him take a quick glance at my wife before getting in the car to park it. I don't blame him. Another young attendant approaches us to take our bags and lead us inside. Again, my wife's sexy body draws another man's attention. A shot of excitement runs through MY body as I wonder what he's imagining doing to her.
(Sandy)
A few minutes after checking in, we reach our room on the 31st floor. The 20-something employee opens the door for us and we walk in. He takes our bags to the closet and places them inside. He stops at the door as Glenn pulls out his wallet to tip him. I stand in the living room area watching and waiting. With Glenn's attention on his wallet, the employee makes no secret about checking me out, thoroughly looking me up and down. This sends a little shiver of excitement through me, making me wonder what he's thinking. The young guy shifts his attention to Glenn as Glenn pulls money out and hands it to him. The young man leaves us and the door automatically shuts behind him. "Wow. This is beautiful."
(Glenn)
"Yeah, it's pretty awesome." Our room is rather large with areas for cooking, dining, relaxing, sleeping, and a hallway that leads to a giant bathroom with a huge walk-in marble shower. It's very impressive. There's also a wall of windows looking over the city which will look great at night.
(Sandy)
"Good job, babe. I am pretty impressed by your taste in hotels."
(Glenn)
"Thank you!" At $450/night, this just might live up to the price tag. We hang out for about 15 minutes, then go back downstairs for the car so we can go to dinner.
(Sandy)
As we wait for our car, I feel more eyes on my body from all directions. This kind of attention is turning me on a little. Just knowing what all these guys want to do to me is enough to get my blood pumping. A minute later, our car pulls up and we get in to go eat about 10 minutes away.
Please finish this story with part 2 of 2. Because of the character limit, I had to cut part 1 off here before the fun really picks up in part 2. I hope you enjoy and please feel free to leave comments (positive or negative)!