Wife has sex with another man while her husband watches This story began quite a few years ago. My company had transferred me from Georgia to California. I did not know anyone there other than a few business associates but it was a promotion and with the promotion came a large increase in my salary.
The company maintained a small apartment near the office in which I worked and I was given the apartment to use until I could find more suitable living quarters.
Everything at work went quite well and the transition was much smoother than I had anticipated. The weather was sunny and warm almost all the time and golf was my biggest passion so I looked for a place with convenient access to a golf course. I found a reasonably priced two bedroom condo which was located at a small country club.
After looking at the condo and the golf course, I decided it would be perfect for me and since it was also located relatively near to my office I thought I would be able to play nine holes of golf almost every morning before I had to leave for the office.
On weekends, the course was usually very busy so I usually just spent an hour or so on the driving range instead of actually playing out on the course. I had a very limited social life but I did meet a few ladies and slowly I began to develop a social life by dating some of them. One Saturday morning I met Jim. At the time, we were both 38 years old so we were the same age.
He was a very likable man with a quick wit and a good sense of humor. We hit a couple of buckets of golf balls each and as we were about to leave Jim asked me to join him in the clubhouse for a drink so I did. Advertisements As we talked and got to learn a little more about each, Jim told me he and his wife had been high school sweethearts and continued dating throughout their college years after which they got married and settled down.
They had bought one of the condos at the country club but later sold it and moved farther out of town. He said they both liked the country club so he had maintained his membership even after they moved. I shared my own saga about being divorced and relocating to California. He asked if I had met many of the people who lived at the country club. I told him most of my time was spent either at work or out on the golf course. We exchanged telephone numbers and said we would keep in touch.
For me, this seemed to be a good thing as I knew very few people other than those with whom I worked. The following Wednesday, Jim phoned me to tell me he and his wife , Marie, were having a little barbecue get together on Saturday at their home.
He said that since I was new to the area it would a good opportunity for me to meet some other people. I accepted the invitation and thanked him. I asked what I could bring and he told a bottle of wine would be nice adding that Marie liked chardonnay. I chuckled and told him I was sure I could manage to find one. He told me to bring a swimsuit since they had a pool. I asked him if I should bring a date and told no. He added that there would be a few couples there but he was sure Marie would also be inviting a few of her single girlfriends.
Jim had given me the address so I the next day I took a drive out there to make sure I could find the house on Saturday. As I had expected, the house was in an upper middle class neighbor with neatly manicured lawns and an array of late model SUVs were parked in various driveways. I am a bit of a punctuality Nazi and Jim had told me to be there at about 2: When I arrived at their home, I noticed there were no cars in there except for two in the garage so I parked at the curb in front of the house.
I picked up the bottle of chardonnay I had brought and went to the front door. Jim came out smiling and said he was really glad I had come. He led through the living room and out to the kitchen to meet his wife , Marie. When she looked up and smiled, I could have sworn someone had turned on flood lights. Her smile was almost as brilliant and the midday sun.
I know my jaw must have dropped to my chin when I saw her. She was absolutely stunning. I glanced over at Jim and his was beaming with joy knowing I thought Marie was just as beautiful as he did.
She was wearing an almost transparent white silk blouse which was tie around her amazingly flat tummy. I could see that she was wearing a bikini top underneath the blouse but all the buttons were open and her breasts seemed to be trying to spill completely out of the bikini top. The white matching shorts she wore were so tight I thought they had to have been painted on her. There was a very obvious camel toe protruding at the crotch. As I looked at her face, brilliance and radiance of her smile was matched by shimmering sparkle of her emerald dazzling green eyes.
Since she was facing me, I could not determine the length of her copper red hair which seemed to almost glow with a light of it own. Her skin was perfectly clear and golden tan with none of the freckles I had noticed on other red haired girls. All of this only took a couple of seconds but to me it seemed I must have been staring at her for hours. It seems a little strange but that is the nicest compliment I have ever received.
Jim told me I would probably find you to be very charming. You are awesome and all I can say is, thank you. My cock was already as hard as steel but it seemed to get harder and I felt her breasts crush against my chest and her hips press almost imperceptibly against my erection. When she released me from her hug, I felt her exhale her breath.
I realized she had intentionally taken a deep breath so I would feel her breasts as she crushed them into my chest. She seemed to give a little extra sway to her hips as she walked and I could see that her beautiful red hair hung almost to the top of her magnificent ass. Trying to regain my composure, I told Jim I was going out to my car to get some beer in a cooler. I notice the other day at the club you ordered Guinness Stout so when you told me you would be here for the barbecue I picked some up.
I have never driven one of those. Would you trust me to drive it to the store and back? At that moment I would have given anything I had. When Marie left, Jim and I went out to sit by the pool. No one else had arrived so I was a little curious about it. Actually, I thought it might be a little more comfortable for you if you got here a little earlier than the others. She never warms up to anyone the way she has with you. He just laughed, told me not to worry or even get apprehensive if Marie seemed to pay me a little more attention to me than I might think was necessary or appropriate.
I assured him I would be a perfect gentleman. Hell, I know how hot she looks! My hard-on was still there but it was beginning to subside now that Marie was no longer here. I was just finishing my beer when Marie came bounding out onto the patio deck. Her face seemed to glow with excitement.
I love your car, Michael. I was beginning to get a wee bit nervous about all of this as quite a few of her comments had seemed to be double entendre. I burst into laughter.
Perhaps, someday, I may want you to spank me. Take care of her. I lifted her hair up and began to brush out the wind blown tangles. As I did that, Marie placed her soft right cheek against the inside of my thigh and looked over at her husband , Jim. She and I have discussed this on many occasions and until today she has never been willing to even try it. I want to see it and it certainly appears Marie is ready to do it for me.
I hope you are not offended by this and will not be upset with either of us if, for some reason, we cannot go through with it at the last minute. I will try to explain more of this later but will you please consider doing this for us? At that moment the doorbell rang. Jim told us he would get it. He smiled at me. Marie rolled her face against my now turgid cock as she grabbed my hand and pulled it down to her breast allowing me to cup and squeeze it.
Just so you know, my pussy is so wet I feel as if I am sitting in a swamp. I could tell when I hugged you earlier than you are big and I want to feel you inside me. You are the most beautiful and sensuous woman I have ever met. This is no game! For the rest of the afternoon, I want you to think about me. People kept arriving for the next hour or so and both Jim and Marie made sure I met everyone.
Each of them gave me their telephone number and told me to be sure and call them soon. Cheryl, one of the married ladies slipped her number to me secretly and told me her husband traveled frequently for work and made it quite obvious to me that she would be thrilled to have dinner and more with me anytime her husband as out of town. Marie had been paying much more attention to everything than I realized so she took it upon herself to find a remedy for the situation.
I had intentionally not been drinking very much. I had only drank four beers since I had arrived about six hours earlier. Marie came over to where Sheila and I were sitting and I could see the green in her eyes had a very different intensity than they had earlier.