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The New Boyfriend

My Hot Wife is a beauty. She turns heads everywhere we go. She always dresses hot and finds it a thrill be noticed by other men. I used to be jealous but have found that by rechanneling my thoughts I can get really turned on by her game. She always wears sexy clothes to highlight her 38D?s and tight straight size 6 skirts that accent her awesome legs and hips. Her feminine shape is the kind that makes men stop and take a second or third looks at the curves above and below. Her long auburn hair and friendly smile tell men it is ok to start conversations with her. Heaven help them if they ask if it is OK to take the bar seat beside her.

She fidgets in the sexiest way, touching her hair, adjusting her blouse, applying lipstick or tugging at her short skirt. She has a number of tricks she uses to get and keep men?s attention. Usually when I go to the restroom I will find a man standing or sitting in my seat chatting her up. I usually hear a closing comment about how beautiful she is or often they will greet me by telling me how lucky I am. It takes a while before they figure out that I am OK with their flirting with her and so is she.

A few months ago a three year relationship she had been having with a younger single guy came to an end when he met someone and got serious. I have gotten used to and even quite turned on by my role as the cuckold or at least husband of a very hot wife. She was feeling depressed and old by the turn of events so I sprang into action to find her a new boyfriend.

I posted an ad on-line describing this Special Friend opportunity and got tons of replies. I screened the one liner replies and other unsuitable guys out and showed her the few promising ones. She agreed to let me set up a meet-up with two of them which I did. It was fun because we met both guys on the same night at the same bar, one early and one late. I could just imagine what the bartender must have been thinking as she saw and overheard a lot of the interaction.

As it turned out she thought the second guy was a good fit and we arranged to meet him several times after that first meeting. I had explained to him not to expect anything on the first or second date but as things became more comfortable he would be glad he was patient.

Fast forward a couple of months. It was a beautiful spring Friday and my wife met me for lunch. It was a really pretty day and she dressed in a thin flowy white sundress that was very low cut. She was pushed up until her boobs spilled out over the top at least I hoped they would. She had on spike heels, perfect make-up and kept adjusting her hem line as we sat on a patio outside one of our favorite places. Men were constantly checking her out as they walked by and the sun made her auburn hair seem like it was ablaze. I couldn?t keep my hands off her thigh as we laughed and talked. The hour passed too quickly.

I never saw this coming but, but in retrospect it was unusual for her to be dressed so sexy and hot, shaved and lotioned so smoothly for a lunch date with me. As we were back in our separate cars she called me to ask if I would mind if she texted with Tom, her new boyfriend. Of course I said it was fine, actually great. My lovely wife spent the next hour or so texting with her boyfriend and they wound up talking on the phone after a while. Tom is a rugged looking man very masculine features and lots of interesting life experiences. She really enjoys talking with him and likes the way he takes charge of her body. She says he knows what he wants.

Around three o?clock she sent me a text to ask if it would be OK for her to go see him. I eagerly said yes and offered to meet her at his condo after work if that would help. That way she wouldn?t have to worry about drinking and driving. We never bring guys home, we really don?t like the idea of one just dropping by when the family is over for a holiday or something.

When I texted to let her know I was on my way home she asked if I wanted to go out tonight with her and Tom. I said sure and we agreed to meet at a place on the edge of town with a secluded outdoor patio bar. I stopped by the house took care of the dog and packed an overnight bag for her with a few sexy lingerie items, some condoms and a toothbrush. I wasn?t sure she would need all that but thought it would send her a good signal if I brought it along.

As I walked in they were already on their second or third round. His hand was on her thigh and the hemline was really high as she sat on the barstool. He was just leaning back from a kiss when I rounded the end of the bar. They both greeted me and invited me to the barstool to her left. We made small talk about the weather and my day at work as he kept his hand on her thigh. She was very flirty and had all the guys at the bar watching her. She told the bartender that I was her husband and that I would be picking up their tab. Bartenders see a lot I?m sure. A couple of guys nearby looked a little surprised.

After one more round it was getting dark and chilly so we decided to head to a different bar to shoot pool. I wasn?t sure where we were going but was supposed to follow as they drove there. There was a little traffic so I was slow to pull out of the parking lot and had lost sight of them. After a few minutes of driving I decided just to give up on the idea of finding them. I drove around our city and found the local young bar crowd and enjoyed driving past the open air bars and checking out just how short the skirts are these days on the barely legal generation.

I texted her to say I would be happy to pick her up later. She replied with a selfie of them smiling cheek to cheek at the next bar. She was having a blast with him and he was obviously very into my bride. Tom is a good deal younger than her but totally into her body. Who wouldn?t be? She has awesome tits and legs. She craves to be touched and sought after especially by a younger man like Tom. He knows how to push every one of her buttons with his compliments, touch and eye contact. He really lets her know she is beautiful and highly desired. It makes her hot for him.

After an hour or so as I drove around on this warm Friday night, I imagined what they must be doing at the pool room bar. I thought back on all the visions I?ve been so turned on by and felt especially proud that I had thought to bring an over night bag and sexy lingerie for her to wear for him. She texted me to let me know they were still at the bar and hadn?t left to go to his place yet. She said she would text much later when to pick her up. So I continued to drive from place to place, stopping occasional for a beer but never finding anyone as interesting as my lady to speak with. At moments like these I question my sanity for getting excited about the whole Hot Wife thing.

As I drove around that night I became lost in my thoughts. We talk a lot about all this. I don?t pretend that I know why all this turns me on but it does. She says when they are at his condo he spends most of the time on her. Tom loves her breasts as much as I do and that says a lot. He likes to tweak her always erect nipples and loves to go down on her. She says he can make her cum over and over with his tongue on her clit or in her slit until she is begging to be fucked by him.

I like watching them out in public together and in his condo together but it makes her uncomfortable for me to watch so I usually don?t stay once she takes him by the hand to lead him to bed.

Tom has always been cool with me watching. I have watched him undress her several times and watched the way he caresses her breasts and thighs as he moves in with his oral skills. They always whisper as he holds her and he often kisses her in front of me. I tend to stay hard and wet on the couch as they are on the loveseat - literally.

One night I was sitting on the couch listening to them fuck back in his bedroom. He was pounding her fast and hard the way she likes it. She was quite vocal with her moans. I heard her tell him she likes the way he fucks her and don?t stop. I decided to sneak from the hallway into the bathroom which has an adjoining door open to the master bedroom. I wanted to stroke and watch as they went at it. I was almost to the bedroom doorway when I stumbled in the dark on the bathroom scales and heard her scream what the hell?! My falling commotion was quite loud and embarrassing. With my cock still in hand I humbly told her it was me and that I was going to leave now and go for a drive.

Around 2 am the text came for me to pick her up. They were cuddled back on the loveseat when I arrived and she was still topless. He was caressing her breasts and playing with her hair. We all talked a while before she and I left. Her car stayed overnight so it was clear that this encounter would be resumed tomorrow.

She let me ask any question I wanted all the way home. I had quite a few and the answers were all very sexy. I stroked her thigh, fingered her just fucked pussy and fondled her breasts as I carefully went the speed limit all the way to our home. No need to be pulled over and spoil this night. When we got home she slipped into one of the sheer babydoll gowns I had packed for her to wear for him and she came into my arms.

My cock which had been hard most of the night was at full attention and sore as she was from the good fucking he had given her she took me in and made me feel like a king. We fucked until about 3 am and then fell asleep in each others arms.

A couple of weeks later we all three went out again to the same two bars. It was fun but weird because the bartenders and the regulars all remembered them as ?the couple? not us. It felt odd and exciting at the same time to be the husband out with my wife and her new boyfriend.