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Our affair with James

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It was a late Saturday night. Rather than go to our usual bar, she had suggested we try something new. It was the theme of the night, after all, she'd said. Not that I could argue: My wife had long ago taken the reigns of our relationship. Not that I had given up much in the way of fight, mind you. As she liked to remind me, passivity came naturally to me. I agreed, of course.

I suppose that`s how we found ourselves here, now, in this nightclub. She had picked out the place, after looking into the local scene to try and help our chances. The place was packed - they were running some kind of promotion for a new drink - and the dancefloor was a mass of gyrating bodies. We danced for what seemed like hours, our bodies intertwined among so many others. After 12 years of marriage, my wife still knew how to drive me wild. Her tight dress, her curvy hips under my hands, her ass grinding against my crotch. All of it a lead up to what we hoped was a fun night ahead.

A break in the music gave us a chance to catch our breath. We moved towards the bar, then over to the back to sit for a minute. `I found 3 potential matches, my darling,` she whispered into my ear. She pulled back and wrapped her hand across my back, caressing my neck, and sliding along my jaw to softly direct my attention to her first option.

'I'd guess 28, clearly single and looking to pick up. Handsome, but he's not sure of himself. He's here with a group of friends, and I've seen him dancing with both men and women. He's got some moves, but seems a little vanilla for my tastes. I think he'd be suitable, but won't be into anything too wild.'

She shifted my gaze to the right. 'there, in the blue shirt.' Number two was clearly there alone. The best looking of the bunch, in his mid-30's he was clearly shy, and would dance his way to the perimeter only to move back towards the railing along the wall, lean back, and sip his drink. 'He's tried dancing with both men and women, but isn't a great dancer, and keeps getting rejected. I wonder what a desperate man would be willing to do?'

Number three was lost in the moment on the other side of the room, moving from one person to another, uncaring who he was up against. 'A little more rugged than number one. He moved effortlessly. He clearly bats for both teams, think he'd be interesting in joining a new team? I want a pair, my dear'

While bringing someone else into our bed might have been her idea, we agreed I would get to make the final call. Hence the options she'd been scoping out while we danced. When she first made her suggestion, I was honestly surprised. Don't get me wrong - we may have started out innocently enough, but it wasn't long until her more Domme side came out, and that's when things got really interesting. Before I met my wife, I had played with a finger or two in my ass a few times, but never taken it farther than that. It started with toys, and rope, and a bit of roleplay. It wasn't long until she had dressed in her underwear, me begging her to put fuck me senseless with her strapon. You name it, we've tried it, but this was new. A few months ago, she had brought up the idea of wanting to bring another plaything into our bedroom, and the idea instantly had my mind racing with ideas. We'd spoken about our wants and desires at length since then, and knew exactly what we wanted in a invitee. Which brought us to tonight, and the decision I was about to make.

'Not an easy choice, are you sure you just want one?' That got an eyebrow raise. 'For tonight, I think just one will do. Best not to get overconfident now my eager Sub.'

I sighed, and weighed my options one last time. 'After much careful consideration, I choose number three. The way he moves with that group of people. I think he'd be...' Before I could finish my evaluation, off she went, gliding along the dance floor to her intended target. She smiled back at me, and I nodded, raising my glass to her in encouragement.

She started dancing close to the group he was in, and slowly made her way through, dancing from person to person, until there they were, the two of them together. Other people would come and dance with them, making their way around, but they stayed together. A pause before the next song gave her the opportunity to whisper in his ear. I swear I could see his eyes widen from here, and then watched as his gaze moved around the room until it settled on me. She was still whispering words of encouragement, and I could see his head start to nod in agreement. She kissed him there, on the lips, a deep, passionate kiss, then grabbed his hand and drew him back towards me. She then grabbed mine, and took us both by the hand to the coat room, down the stairs, then out into the cold night. She had already called an Uber, and off we went, all 3 piled into the back, her between her two men.

The car ride was a blur of pawing hands, and kissing lips. We spilled out onto the sidewalk, and up the steps to our condo. The elevator ride was quiet, the situation all of a sudden become real for all of us, but not in any way changing the looks we were giving each other. Coats removed, we sat down for a drink in the living room, and a bit more flirting before getting down to business.

As we started to find the bottoms of our glasses, my wife excused herself to use the washroom. I took the opportunity to get to know my new friend. James had recently returned to the city after a few months of traveling through Europe after finishing a contract, and he had been trying to figure out what to do next. As he started telling me about this obscure cafe in Spain with the 'best coffee he'd ever had', I could hear the bathroom door open, and out walked my wife, graceful as ever. Dressed in the black, full bust corset we had recently decided on together, with matching lacy panties and stockings, she stopped our conversation mid sentence, as we both lost our train of thought. "Well, my darling men, are we ready to have some fun?"

She came over to me first, and kissed me deeply. She moaned softly as my lips parted, her tongue probing my mouth. She pulled away, and pulled James towards her, kissing him in the same way. Pulling back, a smile started creeping over her face. "Now boys, before we get started, you must promise to follow my every command. We all know why we're here, but that doesn't mean you won't have to work for it. And you'll be working for every ounce of pleasure you'll receive. But first, James, I feel that it's only fair you receive a proper demonstration of the kinds of things I expect from my willing subs. I wouldn't want you to feel like you're unprepared." James nodded in agreement.

"Dear Husband, please grab the chest". I knew exactly what she meant, of course. Our toy chest, filled with everything a Dominant wife, and her willing husband, could want. I placed it gently on the coffee table. She opened the lid, clicked her tongue in approval, and pulled out soft, black, braided rope. "My dear, please tie up our friend where he sits". James was in a modern danish chair, perfect for tying him to. He smiled as I bound him in place, but his eyes were entirely focused on my wife. Out from the chest came a harness, some lube, and my favourite black dildo. Not too long, or fat, it was perfect for long fucking session. She could really let go without having to worry about stretching me too far. Without being told to, I took the harness from her hand, and fell to my knees in front of her. Delicately sliding it in place, I tightened the straps, and let her test the fit. She handed me her cock, which I fixed into place without hesitation. She placed a hand under my chin, and make me look up at her. "very good, my darling"

She then had me strip naked in front of James, dropping every article of clothing I had in a pile on the floor. My stiff, wet cock gave away how turned on I was. James nodded in approval, all while testing the limits of his bonds. I pitied him, on some level, not knowing what that would earn him later, but kept my mouth shut, knowing full well she would shut it for me given half a chance.

Out came another, shorter length of rope, this time for my hands. She deftly made a set of cuffs, and slid them around my writs. Hands bound in front of me, I was at her command. she pulled my hands forward, and made me get down on all fours, ass towards James, and backed me up until he could get a good view of me, exposed. She sat down on the sofa, loosened her harness, and pulled her panties to the side. "Show James here how I like to be pleasured". I crawled over to her, and started licking her. She was soaked wet, and clearly enjoying herself. My wife isn't one to exaggerate: If she's loud, it's because she can't help herself, and every brush of my tongue elicited a louder reply. She came quickly, and grabbed my by the hair to press my face into her, holding me there while she twitched and bucked her hips. James was now starting to groan, straining against his bonds. Like it would help.

She made me get back up on my knees, and kissed me deeply, her juices still on my lips. Without a word, she walked over to James, and kissed him like before, to give him a taste of what was to come. "Patience, dear James, you'll have your turn". Without looking at me, she said "position". I immediately was on my hands and knees again. She re-positioned me so that my body was perpendicular to James so he could see me in side profile. She started lubing up her cock, and held her cock at the tip of my rosebud. I was focused on that feeling, but knew she was looking at James the whole time, trying to gauge his reaction. In one fluid motion, she parted my asshole, and slid the entirety of her cock into my willing ass. I could hear James gasp, and knew what was coming next. Still buried inside me, she sighed "that will not do, James. That won't do at all." She reached for my pile of clothes, and pulled out my underwear - colourful, tight, and definitely hers - and shoved them in James' mouth. "If those fall out of your mouth, you don't get your turn." He emphatically nodded in approval. No surprise there.

Slowly building up speed, and force, she started fucking me gently, running her hands along my back, side, and legs, alternating between using her nails, and the more delicate pads of her fingers. As I loosened up, her pace picked up, until she was holding my hips firmly, pulling my onto her cock, thrusting inside me. I could hear James struggle against his bonds. "What a good sub you are, my dear. So willing and eager. Think our friend here will be as good as you are?" I simply shook my head in disapproval. "But you haven't even seen him perform yet! Think he's learned enough by now?" Again, a head shake. "Such little faith," as she pulled out of me, leaving me suddenly empty. "It's time to try out my new toy"

She left me on my knees, but turned me around to face James. off came her harness and cock. On her knees as well, she quickly unzipped his pants, and slid out his hard, wet cock. Looking at me, and smiling, she lowered her head, and kissed the tip of his head. A string of pre-cum followed. she grabbed my hair, and kissed me again, making me taste him. Pulling away, she took his cock in her hand. As she started to stroke him, her mouth went back down to the tip of his cock, this time, parting her lips to let him inside her. (Out of all the things my wife and I have done over the years, this still ranks as one of the hottest things I've seen her do, take another man's dick in her mouth.) She worked that cock like I hadn't seen since we were younger, a flurry of hands, saliva, and precum. James' mood started to shift, and I could tell he was getting ready to cum. So could she, and so she pulled back. "No cumming without my permission, James". I could tell he was frustrated, but couldn't say a word. He simply nodded in approval.

Standing back up, she waled around James, checking my ropework. Nodding in approval, standing behind him, with her arms on his shoulders, she told me to take off his pants and underwear, and them to leave them with mine. Task completed, James' cock was finally free. A little longer than mine, but not as thick. Staring at his cock, I hadn't realized my wife had removed her panties, and was not standing in front of me. "You're going to see me do something you've never seen me do before. I don't want you to utter one word of protest. These hit the ground, and you're not sleeping tonight," as she shoved them in my mouth. "Stay there." was all she said, as she walked back over to James.

The chair is armless, so it was a simply matter for my wife to straddle James' lap, and hover just above his quivering cock. Grabbing it from behind, I saw my wife for the first time slide another man's cock into the pussy that up until now was mine exclusively. She was soaking wet, and took his full length with ease. As she sighed in pleasure, I audibly groaned, my cock rock hard and dripping. Her rhythm increasing, I could tell James was doing everything in his power to concentrate, and not cum right away. I know how that feels. So does my wife, and it only encouraged her on, her pace increasing until they both became a blur. As he let out a loud moan through my panties, my wife gasped as he came inside her. I could each pump of cum clearly from where I sat. Standing up, a satisfied look on her face, my wife smiled at me, led me by the chin, and told me to clean up her mess. I didn't hesitate, shuffling over to James, still blissed out, and took him slowly in my mouth, lapping up every drop that I could.

She had moved back to the couch, having done a bit of cleanup herself (I was OK with a little bit, but didn't want to clean up that much cum... James produced a lot more than I normally do), and was touching herself while she watched her two subs play together. When I felt I had cleaned off James to the point my wife would be satisfied, she called us over to her, asking me to untie James first. "My wonderful men, you've done exactly as I asked. I only want one more thing from you both. I want one set of lips on my clitoris, and the other wrapped around my lips. I want 2 sets of hands, 2 sets of lips, and two tongues to bring me to as many orgasms as I can bare. This is my reward. Your reward is to follow through with it. Take a moment and discuss who will be doing what - I want no interruptions once we get started. You can of course remove your panties." she giggled at this last part.

We stepped aside for a second, James and I, to figure out a plan of action. First though, a quick check to make sure everyone was still comfortable. James was still trying to catch his breath, and assured me this was even better than he had hoped. We agreed that changing it up would be the best thing to do, and agreed that we would each get time in either position, but I'd start with her pussy (I figure I earned it after getting fucked like that), to which he agreed.

Laying back on the couch, she spread her legs for me, and let me lick at her clitoris. she was still soaking wet, and was pushing her hips into me. From the quick glances I could catch, I could see James's lips locked onto my wifes, his fingers caressing her breasts and nipples to add to the pleasure I was giving her. I lost track of the orgasms she had, lost in her centre. I could eventually feel James start to move positions, and did the same, pulling away from her sweetness, and trading places with him. As I watched James go to town on my loving wife, I whispered "I love you" in her here, to which she returned the whisper. We made out like we were teenagers. As I stroked her breasts, one hand reached down and grabbed my sore, throbbing cock, and started working it back and forth. "You've been so good, my sub, you deserve your reward." She made me stand up, and tilting her head to the side took me in her mouth. James seemed oblivious to us, and kept working.

What followed is still a blur to me in a lot of ways, but I remember the beating of my heart, a feeling I still can't quite describe, the feeling of my wife's lips around my head, hand around my shaft, masturbating me into her mouth as blinding lights flashed across my eyes, and my entire world narrowed down to that one moment. She tells me I made some funny noises when that happened, which was apparently the case, as when my vision returned, James's wide eyes were darting between the two of us, a look of astonishment and lust on his face. I collapsed on the couch, barely able to stand. My wife curled up beside me there, and pulled James in to curl against her.

After cleaning up, and making a point of saying how much we all enjoyed our time together, we had one more quick drink, then agreed that we would see each other again soon, this time for dinner at our place. James left his number with us, gave me a hug, and kissed my wife goodnight. After the door closed, my wife turned around, and let out a big, happy, content sigh. "Was it everything you thought it would be love?" I asked curiously. "Oh, so much more, my love. Can we really do that again?" All I could do was nod in approval, still somewhat stunned at what we had just accomplished. Exhausted, it was time for bed, but we ended up staying up all night, reliving the experience, and scheming about what we wanted for our next encounter. She wanted to take James's ass, and I wanted both of us to please her together again. She assured me, there would be more than enough time for both, and so much more.

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