[MF] A Married Life Experience [Part 6?] Aftermath

The next morning

Around 12:00 on Saturday morning I received a call from my wife that she was on her way home. She was walking. She was definitely nervous about coming home. I can tell by the way she was talking. Her voice cracked and she spoke with hesitation. I certainly was nervous to see her too. So much had happened since the last time we saw each other, just the day before. It was strange to think that so much could change in such a short period of time.

Throughout all of the emotions and lead up to her night with Donovan, looming in the background was the fact that it’s now Mother’s Day weekend. This was a detail that wasn’t even on our minds when this drama began. The irony of it is almost laughable.

We had a late lunch planned at 2 pm with her sister, mom and dad. I knew that they would be arriving In about an hour and a half and I just prayed that everything would go smoothly, without her mom sensing that something was different or out of the ordinary. Her mother Is the type of person who can tell when something’s not right.

Liz arrived home about 25 minutes after she called, stepped inside, close the door behind her and we just looked at each other. It was hard, I’m not going to lie. Not because my feelings changed but because I didn’t know what to do with the feelings I was having.

She walked in with an unsure look on her face, unable to make eye contact beyond the initial glance. I felt bad and didn’t want her to get too self-conscious over the conflicting feelings she was clearly working out in her head.

I had mentioned previously that, in the past, our sex life had always been a challenged one. I have been slowly trying working us both out of the shadows of a mediocre sex life and fears of vulnerability and intimacy. Ironically, I have always been the one more open to kinks and experimenting.

She gas been the one who always had a hard time getting in touch with her erotic side. What I mean by that is, her standards for what is exciting sex have always been set a lot lower than mine. I always needed more, harder rougher faster, funner.

We loved each other very much when we got engaged. Our engagement and subsequent marriage was not a mistake. But, when it came to sex, we had to work harder at it than most couples would. It was an uphill battle for me. I was used to women who wanted to have sex in public, in dressing rooms or at my parents house in the back shed during a 4th of July party; women who wanted it all the time and we’re insatiable about it. But my wife was not like that for a long time in our marriage. I strongly feel that it was because of a bad example set by her parents. Her parents: I have never seen them once hold hands or sit on the same side of the couch together, much less kiss. They were both frigid towards each other. I never liked their marriage.

I found out shortly after Liz I got engaged that her father actually had an affair when she was a kid. So you can imagine there was a lot of dysfunction for her when it came to feeling safe with intimacy.

Over the years of our marriage I have always tried to be the sexually caring and patient. Nurturing and nudging that aspect of our relationship. Earlier on in part 1, I made it sound like I shared my fantasy with my wife one time and then suddenly things changed within a month. That’s actually not really the case.

I spent the last 10 years dropping hints about what I wanted from sex and easing my wife into considering new things for us to try as a couple. I never tried to push too hard but the few times that I did, I quickly backed off and never repeated those mistakes. As far as I know. But I was hoping that I was at least planting the seeds, no pun intended.

My goal was not to get what I was seeking from her but to make her feel comfortable and safe with what I wanted to introduce her to as she considered each turn up, to the next degree

We also have friends who are swingers. Yes, they are a full blown swinging couple and they are also some of our closest friends. They have been so valuable to us in so many ways and their friendship is one of our most cherished. They’re swinging life has never interfered with our friendship. And just for the record, we are not attracted to them at all.

I have shared my feelings with the husband of that couple and he always shares his experience with me, inspiring and encouraging me. Offering me wisdom on how to proceed when I ask for it. I like to think of their friendship like a foundation for us to build off of and as a catalyst for deeper conversations about sex and lifestyle changes. We’ve brought them up in conversation multiple times over the years, referring to them and debating their lifestyle choices. I always defended it.

When she walked in on Saturday morning, everything we had talked about over the years, shared, debated… all of it, the doubt, the excitement, the concern, the fear, the raw eroticism, was in her body language.

I quickly moved forward to embrace her, reassuring her that it’s ok; that I love her, that’s she’s safe; that she did nothing wrong.

I know that her time with Donovan was incredibly exciting and I did not want that to dissolve and become overridden with feelings of guilt and Shame. If I wanted her to continue doing this, I wanted to make sure that I treated it with respect.

Unfortunately, we didn’t have anytime to talk About it much that day. Her mother was on her way and she had to shower and get dressed.

That morning and the previous night was a rollercoaster that we both experienced for the first time together. It was its own form of intimacy, something that we shared together in a unique way; an erotic high that connected us even deeper. We needed to decompress. We needed to reconnect but we wouldn’t have that chance until Sunday night.

We all went out and had an early family dinner at around 2 and everyone wanted to make sure we got too watch the Kentucky Derby when we got back. We didn’t realize how long it was until the main race actually started. Our apt is small, relatively speaking. There is nowhere to go to find alone time for a couple who wants to talk about the hottest night they’ve ever experienced.

With all that said, We were able to find passing moments to share a glance, a smile, a secret, a couple of words here and there. She walked up to me, for instance, when she was bringing glasses back to the kitchen, lean into my ear and say things like “So hot” and “he tasted amazing”.

By the way the Kentucky Derby was incredible. Rich Strike, son of Keen Ice, won. 80 to 1 odds. He was originally disqualified from the Kentucky Derby but got in because another horse had to back out. Amazing story.

We have some interesting dynamics at home especially when it comes to sleep time. Our daughter has really severe anxiety and my wife sleeps with her 90% of the time. Don’t get me started…. Needless to say, we do not sleep together a lot at night. So, that night we did not have a chance to talk about everything that happened with Donovan. We had to wait until Monday for that.

Monday morning, like always, my wife takes the kids to school and usually runs a few errands on her way home. But yesterday morning she came straight home. She was dying to tell me everything and I was dying to hear it.

We were finally really alone. At last.

We got in bed, cuddled, kissed, wrapped our legs around each other’s like a pretzel

Then she started talking.

Without getting into too much detail, she said that the night started off fun. Small talk. Working their way up. They were sitting on the same side of the table. Drinks came first. They were very handsy with each other. Lots of flirting. She said that she was a little clumsy with her nerves at first but that he was more confident in his demeanor. That turned her on.

Her black dress was really low cut and showed a lot of cleavage. She doesn’t have big breasts but she has a beautiful chest and she loved how he kept staring at it. She wanted him to touch her.

As they continued talking, she got playful with her hands, until one time while placing her hands on his lap she felt his dick. It was semi hard already. She said it was so hot how they continued talking like nothing was happening while she was actually rubbing his cock, under the table, through his pants. She wanted to unzip his pants right there and pull it out.

She couldn’t concentrate anymore on anything else and told him to follow her into the women’s bathroom. To leave about 30 second gap so they didn’t seem suspicious.

She wanted to see it, she said, because it felt so thick in his pants. She told me that she had to touch it in the flesh, She was too curious after feeling it through his trousers.

They went into a stall, They made out at first, she said it was very passionate. Then she sat on the closed toilet and undid his belt and zipper without hesitation. Two things past her mind when she took it out and held it in her hands:

1, She couldn’t believe how thick it was.

2, As a married woman, She was amazed by the fact that She was not only allowed to but encouraged to have this much younger man for her pleasure.

She said it was beautiful.

She told me that she stroked his cock, staring at it, before putting it in her mouth. He gasped as she selfishly started sucking it. He was aware of the circumstances and that texts and pictures were a part of the arrangement with me. So she handed him her phone out of her purse and he snapped a couple of photos.

The blowjob Was only a tease though. I guess i only wanted to taste the goods, she said.. But didn’t want to make him cum. A few moments later, after she felt satisfied, they headed back to their table. Their plates were waiting for them.

They continued with their hands, being flirty and touchy as they ate, drink and talked. She said he was funny and really made her crack up a few times.

They took their time, and had a few more drinks after they ate.

It can be awkward on a date like this with someone that you work with, only talking about work or less interesting things. But she said he was fascinating. He was so young and had already done so much in his life. He’s hiked in Europe, traveled to India, volunteered abroad, studied yoga., Etc…. This definitely turned her on even more.

When they were done, he asked her if she wanted to go back to his place and she said yes. She also let him know that she promised she would text me throughout the night and try to send some more photos, hoping he was ok with that. Knowing the situation, he totally understood and had no problem with it.

She Was feeling a little self-conscious At the restaurant and then when they were walking to his apartment because he was noticeably younger than she was and yet they were still flirting…They laughed thinking that others seeing them might think it was a step mother flirting with her step son or aunt with her nephew.

She texted me when they got to his place. She explained the decor and what his style was like. Told me it was very reflective of who he was as a person.

The lights were dim, the apartment was bathed in a gentle red viby glow. He had yoga style drapes hanging. Everything was very Eastern philosophy. He was a really peaceful guy, The type of person who is very alpha but also very at ease with himself. Everything is always cool. Nothing is too urgent.

They shared a glass of wine and started kissing again.
Their hands roamed each other’s bodies.

He grabbed the bottom of her dress and lifted it up and over her head. They continued to make out as his hands explored her tits and played with her nipples. She told me that she couldn’t believe she was actually doing this. She said the feeling was unbelievable and like nothing she’s ever felt before. The anticipation to get fucked by him was almost painful.

His right hand then lowered from her tits and moved down to play with her panty covered pussy. She said the sensation of having his hand on her was the hottest thing she’s ever experienced. She opened up her stance just a little bit wider to give him more room to access.

He pulled her panties to the side and began playing with her bald pussy. Flesh on flesh.

She told me that she was moaning loud, arching her head back and grabbing his shoulders tight as he started to finger her. She said she was trying to be quiet but that she couldn’t help it and just let the yelping “Oooo” come out.

She reached down and unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. She moved her kisses from his lips to his neck, And his chest and his abdomen. She knelt down in front of him and pulled his dick out a second time. This time it wasn’t just for the taste. She said she really wanted to suck his cock good and give him pleasure. It was so thick that, At first, it was hard to get past his head. But soon after, he told her how to relax her jaw and she was then able to take him deeper into her mouth.

I know it was a really hot experience for her. I also know that she was probably more turned on that she had ever been with me. There is something about faithful cheating that is intoxicating.

Suddenly he pulled out of her mouth and told her that he needed to take a shower. Asked her if she wanted to shower together. They did. She sucked him some more in the shower. She got out of the shower first.

He said there were two cot looking things near the foot of the bed. He asked her to take her panties off sit on one and he would be out there in just a moment.

A few moments later, she said, he came out of the bathroom, still drying himself off, and sat down in front of her. It reminded her almost of what her and I did a few times. Sitting in front of each other, looking at each other, talking, caressing our bodies gently.

In that sitting position, semi Indian style, He reached down between her legs and began fingering her again. She never experienced being fingered while in a sitting position like that. Couldn’t believe how hot it was. She kept squirming, couldn’t sit still

He demonstrated to her different ways to trigger orgasm in a woman. She said that it was all a very heightened sexual experience and she learned a lot about her body.

After a few moments, he leaned back, his arms straight behind him, elbows locked, like supporting kickstands. And he guided her head and mouth as she began sucking his cock again. He instructed her to hold his shaft at different angles and in different ways as she sucked it, explaining how it can create different sensations based on how she was manipulating it and the different pressures it created. She continued slurping on it, enjoying the different sounds he was making, his moans and gestures. the whole time telling her how good she is at it. He put his hand on her head and forced her down with a little bit of force. She liked how it felt.

Throughout all of this explaining, she continually hesitated, not sure how much I wanted her to know. I kept insisting for her to keep going, that I want to know everything. I was fully erect at this point and she started stroking my dick and continued.

He then reached over and maneuvered her so that, when he lied down on his back her pussy was in his face and his dick was still near her mouth. He began eating her out and of course she continued to suck him.

He started moaning again and she could tell that what she was doing felt really good to him.

In between moans and exhalations of pleasure, He told her to relax her mouth and take him even deeper. From this angle she could get more than halfway down. She said it was so intense. His cock filled her entire mouth. She gagged a few tines but loved knowing that it was almost all the way into her throat. She briefly demonstrated on me before continuing.

I know that by this point of the night she had long forgotten about me. All that mattered to her at this moment was the pleasure she was experiencing, his body and and the strangeness of the moment.

After a few minutes, he emotiond her to lie down on his bed, once there, He wrapped his arms around her thighs and brought her closer to the edge of the bed. So her butt was right at the edge. He stood At the base of the bed, She grabbed his cock, stroked it and guided it into her wet pussy.

She couldn’t believe how big he felt inside of her. He was thrusting so gently at first. Easing his width into her and spreading her walls. She couldn’t believe she was getting fucked by a man other than her husband.

Her phone was lying on the bed next to her head. She gave it to him and asked him to take a few pictures for me. He actually shot short video clips which she later took screenshots of.
I don’t think he wanted to be bothered by taking individual photos in the heat of the moment. As it was, he only took, a few short clips. Most of their night together would remain unseen by me.

They shared a lot of wine and kissed like teens and In the end, they fucked two times that night and again the next morning. She sucked his cock all throughout the evening and the morning and loved how it felt to have another man’s cock in her mouth. She let him cum in her mouth, resulting from the last time they fucked, just before she left to come home. She sent me a pic of his cum on her lips and chin.

She said she couldn’t have imagined that it could be as hot as it was. She called it faithfully cheating. She learned so much about her body and about being honest and open with me.

All in all, she loved being fucked by another man. Loved how erotic it was that we, meaning her and I, were sharing in this together. Yes she was the one experiencing the pleasure of someone new but I was experiencing the incredible erotic high as well, in my own way.

She continued jerking me off as she was telling me all of the details. It was amazing and I came shortly after she finished recounting her date.

I asked her about her thoughts and if she wants to continue. She said that once with him was amazing but also probably enough I was surprised to hear her say that. She said she missed me that night. They would have wine between sessions and It was during those luls that she would worry about me. She was concerned about me; anted to come home multiple times during the night but eventually got seduced back into the fun they were having.

She said she would like to do it again but with a different guy. She wants to avoid potential attachments. She also says the one rule she would have is she only wants younger men. 20-30 She likes the energy they have. She said it was surreal sucking the cock of a much younger man. additionally, she wants to take it slow. However, if we do move forward to more adventures, the idea of being with many different men really turns her on and would really excite me too. It’s something she never would have considered before.

She’s back at work today. I was concerned that it might get awkward, wasn’t sure what to expect. She sent me a selfie a short while ago from work. He’s there too. She said he was so casual and cool. Nothing at all weird. He made no remarks other than telling her how hot she was the other night and he did that when they were both talking alone at the front counter, out of your shot from everyone else. I get the feeling he’s a serial seducer of women. He’s probably been through this many times with many women.

Questions welcome.
Thank you for reading

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