Couple plan a fantasy involving another man.
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I watched as my wife Samantha as she pulled her stockings up tight around her thigh and hooked the clasps of her garter belt to the thin silk material. Samantha stretched her beautiful longs legs out making the material stretch, giving her enough material to hook the tiny clasps.
My name is Ryan and I love my wife Samantha dearly and much like many husbands’ who love their wife, consider her the most beautiful and erotic woman on the planet. Samantha is adorable, having long blonde hair and long shapely legs with what I tease her about, “An adorable little round ass.”
I watched as she clasped her bra and slipped it around cupping her nice tits into the C-cups and pulled the straps up over her shoulders. It was an enhancement style bra which pulled her tits up and together giving her a magnificent cleavage.
Samantha was old fashion in many ways, wearing the garter belt was one thing she loved to wear because it would remind her of the old pin-up girls during the 1940’s. Samantha wasn’t an old fashion woman by any means.
My wife was very clever and when it came to sex, she had the ability to seduce and drain me of every natural resource of energy in my body. Samantha could read my mind sort of speaking and had the ability to play on my weakness and could bring our emotions and sexual experiences to the highest.
Samantha and I had the deepest respect for one another and we always found exciting and different ways to enhance our marriage. We always left time for intimacy each day regardless of how busy either of us was and we would create situations each day to stimulate new interest.
After five years of marriage, Samantha would still make us both feel as if we were on our honeymoon. Samantha worked as a secretary and over the past several months would come home and tell me about one of the guys trying to make a pass at her or maybe a peek under her dress.
Each week I would listen to her stories and I began to encourage Samantha to go further and I would intensively listen to my wife as the stories got juicier and erotic each time she came home. It was fun listening to how she would explain a certain situation as to how she would tease and encourage one of the guys at the office until they were right at the edge.
Honesty has played a very important role in our successful marriage and one day after listening to one of Samantha’s stories, I asked Samantha if she were interested in going further. I never got a direct answer from Samantha but knew she was interested because she would flirt with the idea over the next couple weeks during sex.
There were many times when I was screwing Samantha that she would tease me about seeing other men. We would imagine different scenarios on how Samantha would pick up a guy and she would go into detail on what she would do with him.
Samantha’s fantasy story telling would get so intense that I thought she was actually in a relationship with another man. She would mentally take me right up to that edge like the men she worked with but instead of the frustration they would receive, I would enjoy the best sex this woman had to offer.
I’m sitting here in our bedroom right now watching my beautiful wife prepare herself for the ultimate sexual fantasy. My whole body was trembling with anticipation as I watched Samantha as she slipped into her dress. She was silent but smiled at me as she sat back on the stool and put on her spike heels.
Samantha was putting on a show for me and I was loving every minute as I watched her stand up and walk toward me and leaned over and gave me a very passionate kiss. She moved her hand over my crotch and wiggled her fingers gently across my pants only allowing her long red finger nails to touch my pants.
Samantha smiled and kissed me again and walked into the bathroom to apply her makeup while I waited in the chair. I waited a few minutes until I knew she was about finished and walked in the bathroom when she was applying her lipstick.
I gently placed the palm of my hand on her nice round ass and moved it around as I felt her ass push against me. The lipstick disappeared into her purse as she reached for the small bottle of perfume. Samantha squirted a couple dabs around her tits than glanced at my reflection in the mirror as she hiked the front of her dress up and squirted her bare pussy mound.
I could see her bald pussy reflecting in the mirror and saw the straps from her garter belt attached to her silk stockings. Samantha lowered her dress and the little bottle of perfume vanished into the purse with the lipstick.
I leaned over and kissed the back of her neck as she poured some water into a tiny glass. I continued to gently kiss Samantha’s neck causing her to shiver when I saw her reach into her purse and pull out a small packet.
I was watching over her shoulder and looked into the mirror where our eyes met and I watched my wife slid the little packet open and watched her punch one of the tiny birth control pills out with her fingers and placed it on her tongue.
Her eyes were still fixed on mine as she moved in slow motion allowing me to absorb what she was doing and picked up the glass of water and swallowed the tiny pill. I kept watching my wife in the mirror as she slowly replaced the packet inside her purse.
We had talked about the pills while we made our plans and I remembered Samantha telling me she would have to see her doctor about a prescription and like so many things dealing with this fantasy, and kept me guessing and wondering for the sack of surprise and eroticism. So, until this moment, I had no idea if Samantha had got the prescription.
My heart was beating fast as I placed my hands on her shoulders and kissed the back of her neck again as I kept looking into her eyes in the mirror. She turned toward me and looked directly into my eyes and I could smell the sweat perfume along my wife’s breasts. My eyes traveled down and looked at the top of her tits which were cradled and displayed for my pleasure and view.
I knew that they were intended for display to another man tonight. A man I didn’t even know existed other then a name she had given me a few weeks ago. Samantha had corresponded with this man from an ad she had placed a few weeks ago and for the sack of eroticism, I knew nothing about him.
Knowing how my wife’s mind worked, I knew she had spent much thought and time on the perfect man of her choice. Someone she would feel would heighten our fantasy to the fullest. I never asked because of the eroticism of the mystery of not knowing who he is or may look like and I wanted the surprise for me to be instantaneous.
I completely trusted my wife’s ability to carefully select a man who would take her up to that edge as well as suit our needs. Samantha had started her search many weeks ago with many men and finally made her choice eliminating the other men and during the past four weeks she focused on a man I’ve only known as. “David.”
Samantha and David had corresponded over that period on the internet and sometimes spoke on the phone. I had taken many glamour style photos’ of my wife the past few weeks so she could send them to David. Recently, Samantha had been more daring in her poses which included a few shots in baby dolls or garter belts with heels and bra type shots.
Apparently, this man called, “David” has been doing the same thing with my wife and the last pictures my wife had received had excited and stimulated her curiosity.
I followed Samantha out of the bathroom watching her ass sway with each step that she made. I looked at the back of her heels as she walked out into our great room and picked up the phone and said. “Ryan. Could you give me a moment alone while I call David and tell him what time he can pick me up?”
I walked outside near our pool and watched the water falling down the rocks at the waterfall while I waited for Samantha to confirm a time for David to pick her up. A few moments later, Samantha walked outside and nervously smiled at me and said. “David will be here in thirty minutes so its time for you to leave.”
This was the first sign I’ve seen in Samantha since we had begun planning for this day many weeks ago that she was nervous. Samantha put her arms around me and I did the same and held her tight.
I rubbed my hand along her back as I thought that we were actually going to go through with this tonight after so many months of preparation.
We gently kissed being careful not to smear her lipstick and exchanged a few comments as I told Samantha how much I loved her and she replied the same thing to me. I looked at my watch knowing I had to leave and gave my wife a final hug before walking to the garage and looked back at her and said. “Be careful.”
I opened the garage door and started the car and backed out and as I pulled away I could see Samantha standing in the front window watching my car pull away. I knew she was excited and nervous and I had thoughts about sticking around and following them to wherever they were going.
I had made a promise to Samantha that I wouldn’t ruin our fantasy and stuck to our plans and continued to drive south as I kept watching the time. I kept driving until twenty minutes had passed and circled around the block and slowly drove into the direction of my house.
I kept pacing myself until I was within two blocks of our home and checked the time and saw that forty-five minutes had passed and continued to drive straight. I slowed my car when I saw a white Mercedes backing out of our driveway. The sun was going down and the windows were tinted on the car and I couldn’t see anyone inside of that car.
I saw the car turn and go straight for the highway at a fast speed and watched until it disappeared completely out of sight. I pulled into our driveway and pressed the garage door button and pulled inside the garage. I quickly closed the door and got out thinking that maybe Samantha had changed her mind at the last moment and she maybe waiting inside for me.