In my previous story I recounted how over the course of several years my wife came around to the idea of being shared with another man, finally becoming as excited about the fantasy as me. I ended it just a few days before she was due to have sex with another man for the first time since we met. This is the story of that first experience.
It’s Saturday morning and the alarm on my phone wakes me. Today’s the day, the day my wife is going to give herself to another man or, more accurately, the day she’s going to use another man for our pleasure and to fulfil our fantasy. Emma was already awake and had been for an hour or so. She walked into the bedroom already dressed as I was getting out of bed. She looked incredible, her hair and makeup done, wearing a low cut top and a skirt that perfectly accentuated her womanly curves. She looked perfect.