[MF] Wife told me she “cheated” on me with the cute [F] bartender from downtown.

My wife [35F] recently matched on Tinder with a cute female bartender that works in a hip spot downtown. She’d matched with plenty of women over the last year or so, but not much ever happened with it. She’s really busy with work and with our kids, so she doesn’t have a ton of time to spend chatting with strangers on dating apps.

But, the bartender was in a similar situation. Recently out of a relationship, has a kid, and not a ton of time for anything but a casual friendship…and more if it felt right.

So, once they matched, they started chatting quite a bit, which led to texting, and within just a few days, my wife told me she’d been invited to the downtown spot for a cocktail tasting on a random Wednesday night.

To be clear, I’ve given my wife the full green light to “cheat” on me with women anytime she wants, as long as she tells me about it while we’re fucking. In my youth, I was definitely an insecure, overly jealous type, but as I’ve gotten older and wiser, I want my wife to experience everything this life has to offer. Trust me when I say, it’s taken our already amazing sex life to an entirely new level.

Onto the story…

So, my wife gets the invite downtown for drinks. I tell her I’ve got the kids covered and to go out and have a good time. Of course, a small part of me feels those old jealous feelings, but I’m able to identify them, acknowledge them, and work through them so that I can enjoy the thought of my insanely sexy wife being out for drinks with the sexy bartender from downtown.

This is something I’ve fantasized about forever, and the fact that it is ACTUALLY happening still amazes me. She gets dressed in a tight black skirt and heads out the door to meet her. I get the kids to bed and try to distract myself from wondering what she’s doing, if it’s going well, and if there’s going to be anything fun to share when she gets back. Every hour or so, she would check in and tell me how it was going.

“I’m having fun! Good vibes. She looks really good ;)” she would text me. I immediately got excited thinking about it all. The fact that I couldn’t be there to see any of it was driving me insane, but in a good way. The tension was building inside of me for what would happen later.

After a while, her check-ins started to slow down. “She wants to take me out for more drinks. Is that okay?” I tell her to stay out and have a good time and end up falling asleep around midnight. Fast forward to 2:30am…My wife stumbles inside, beyond tipsy. I’m pretty much still asleep, but can hear her walking in. I remember where she was, but before I can even put a string of thoughts together, she climbs on top of me and starts to make out with me. I can feel the tension in her touch as she grabs me to pull me in close.

As she pulls me in to kiss her neck, I can smell…and taste…something I don’t recognize. I look at her and she whispers “that’s from her kissing my neck…” By that point, I’m instantly hard as a rock and need to hear more. She lays down on her back and orders me to go down on her (my favorite thing, so not much of an order).

As I start to slowly lick her pussy, I can feel that she’s dripping wet. She’s been excited…and for a while now.” Can you taste her all over me, baby?” she says as I roll my tongue in circles, up and down, side to side, all around her wet clit.”Did she touch your pussy?” Only after she had her lips all over my neck. We were making out and she started to choke me a little bit…”

My wife’s moans were getting louder and louder, intensified by the alcohol. I could tell she was getting close. …”and then she started to rub my pussy with her fingers while she choked me, and her touch felt soooo….fucking….goooooood….,” my wife said, barely able to get the words out.”

Did she make you cum?” I asked, knowing she was almost over the edge. “Would you be upset at me if I said she made me cum…twice?” she asked. Right as she said that, I started to rub her G-spot harder and faster, using her moans and movements as a guide. “oh fuck…right there…right there!”

Right then, I started to suck on her clit while my fingers worked and she had one of the loudest, most primal orgasms I’ve ever heard her have in all our years of marriage.I rubbed her body slowly as she lay there completely speechless, in awe of the feeling. I slowly and softly licked all around her clit to make sure I got to taste every last drop of her.

My wife has gone out with the bartender several times since then, so I’ll definitely have more stories soon. ;)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qlxjo8/mf_wife_told_me_she_cheated_on_me_with_the_cute_f