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Business Conference

The process was so gradual that neither of us could pinpoint a precise time when we stopped making love. We still had sex, but it was no longer love making. It was perfunctory – get to the point, get it over with fast and off to sleep with no foreplay. Quickies, back when we had them, were more exciting but our sex life didn’t even rise to that level.

The opportunity for Kate to take time off from work and accompany me to a four day business conference offered a chance for us to actually relax and enjoy ourselves without the usual pressures that existed at home. Sadly, the first night there found us beat from the travel by several connecting flights so nothing happened. The second night, we had sex but it was pretty much the usual fare. There was a reception at the end of the third day of the conference and spouses were invited. While there, we ran into one of my college classmates, Jim and invited him to join us for dinner as we had not seen each other since graduation twenty-five years earlier. Kate was left out of most of the conversation but didn’t seem to mind.

Back in our hotel room, I moved behind my wife and slid my arms around her as a preparatory move to romping on the bed. She often rebuffs such advances but not that time. Instead, she moved her ass against my groin which brought an immediate reaction. She laughed when she felt me stiffen and turned to me, slipping her hand inside my trousers.

“Someone wants to come out and play,” she said, smiling. The evening was off to a good start and we spent the next hour in passion that had long been absent from our lives. I was very pleased at this change in my wife and hoped it would continue once we returned home.

I rolled over, shut my eyes and was well on my way to slumberland when my wife whispered in my ear “Have you ever fantasized about me having sex with another man?” My eyelids flew open and I quickly rolled to face her.

The question was straight forward but the reason it was asked was not, at least at first. Then a tsunami hit me. I got it. I was stunned, confused, hurt, angry and then sick to my stomach as I realized this was not some pillow talk about our fantasies.

“You want to fuck Jim.”

“You know I hate that word,” she hissed at me.

She doesn’t hate it. She’ll use it herself as a cuss word but she never, ever uses it to refer to sex.

“I will rephrase, then, since you didn’t answer. You want to have sex with Jim.”

Her reply was a nearly breathless “Yes!”

Still feeling like I wanted to vomit, I asked why, but I figured I already knew which she confirmed in short order. Kate had been a virgin until only a few weeks before our wedding. Not having experienced being with another man, she was curious. This I sort of expected all through our marriage but she had never given any indication of being interested and I did nothing to encourage her. The other part of the why was why Jim of all the men in the world. Strangers were out, she told me and the men we knew back home were married and simply too close. Widower Jim lived on the West Coast, we lived on the East Coast and the odds of complications arising from the tryst were remote. As we talked about what she wanted to do, the bad emotions gradually subsided but did not completely go away. I also found that I, too, was curious and a little excited at the prospect.

“I want to watch.”

In the dark, I could not see her face and eyes so I could not judge her reaction to my statement. Several seconds passed before she finally said that would be fine. The decision made, we both rolled over to go to sleep. She slept but I tossed and turned for most of the night.

When we got up in the morning, she was still resolved to fuck Jim but had decided that I should be the one to talk to him about it. I saw Jim during the conference and invited him to join me in the bar at 8 P.M. that evening. Since we were flying out early the next day, it had to be that night. Jim agreed, clueless as to what he would be asked.

When he showed up in the bar, I was seated at a small table and had taken the liberty of ordering a drink before him.

“Is Kate in the ladies’ room?” he asked and he looked disappointed when I told him she was up in our room and would not be joining us. He sat down and picked up his drink.

His interest in the whereabouts of my wife made things a little easier.

“If you want, you can see her after we leave here.” I blurted. “She really wants to see you. More than that, she wants to have sex with you.” He almost dropped his glass and gave me a look as if I had grown a second head or third eye. I rushed along explaining my wife’s curiosity and why she had selected him for the job of satisfying her.

“And you will be where when this happens?”

“In the room. Watching. Maybe she will let me participate, I don’t know. We didn’t really talk about that beyond her agreeing to let me be present.”

Jim hesitated, then “Ummm, are you…”

“What?” I chuckled, “Bi-sexual or gay? No, I am very straight and no part of my body will be anywhere near any part of yours.”

He seemed relieved but still had not given me an answer although the short conversation seemed to indicate he would agree.

“I’ll need to buy some condoms.” There was the answer. I hadn’t thought about protection – Kate couldn’t get pregnant and our strict monogamy ruled out the possibility of STDs but I had no clue about Jim’s sexual history in the years since his wife had died. So a condom was a good idea, I figured.

I settled the tab and the two of us left the bar, stopping in one of the hotel’s small shops that caters to the needs of travelers – newspapers, magazines, toiletries, and, of course, a small but adequate selection of condoms. From there, we headed to the room. I used my cell phone to alert Kate that we were on the way.

I opened the door to our room and entered with Jim following me. The bathroom door was closed and Kate called from behind it for us to have a seat and she would be out soon. I took a seat in one of the chairs by the window and motioned for Jim to have a seat in the other one. On his way to it, he reached into his pocket, removed a condom and placed it on the night stand by the bed. As long as it remained there, it served as a visual reminder of the reason for Jim’s visit – to fuck my wife.

“So,” he asked, “what happens now?”

“Your guess is as good as mine. She’s calling the shots.”

I heard the bathroom door open and Kate walked out wearing a black baby doll outfit that had a bow holding the top closed over her ample breasts.

“Wow!” Jim exclaimed. I had to agree but my mind was also trying to figure out when my wife had obtained the sexy lingerie. Her usual attire at home consisted of only shapeless nightgowns that revealed nothing unlike the outfit she wore as she strolled up to Jim.

She stopped directly in front of Jim and told him to stand up. He did and she slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Once all the buttons had been unfastened, she slid one hand inside to caress his chest. Moving the hand further, she pushed the shirt off one shoulder then she repeated the action on the other side. She took hold of his shirt, moved it down off his arms and let it drop on the floor behind him. With the shirt out of the way, Kate turned her attention back to Jim’s shoulders, pectoral muscles and biceps, running her hands softly over them, her eyes locked on his.

Jim leaned down and forward, grasped the tie of the baby doll top with his teeth and pulled back to undo it. The sides fell open and exposed my wife’s 36D breasts. Kate shrugged to let the top fall away and stood there wearing nothing but stiletto heels and panties while Jim proceeded to fondle her tits and suck her erect nipples. Kate moved her hips forward to bring herself in contact with Jim’s crotch. She rubbed herself against him as he continued to explore the upper part of her body.

Kate pulled back slightly and undid Jim’s belt. She dropped to her knees, unfastened his trousers, slowly pulled down the zipper then pulled trousers and shorts down to his ankles. Jim’s hard cock popped out as the trousers and shorts passed it causing Kate to pause for a moment to give the cock a quick kiss and continued to remove the trousers and shorts, this time proceeding a little faster to get them off. Jim lifted each foot to accommodate the process.

Kate moved back up to Jim’s dick, placing one hand under his balls. The fingers of her other hand traced their way from scrotum to the tip and back down. Then she gently grasped the shaft, kissed the head and moved to take him in her mouth. Kate kept her head tilted back a little so she could watch Jim as she sucked and stroked him. He looked at her for awhile but as she intensified her activity on his pole, his eyes shut and his chin dropped. He was getting close to coming. This seemed to only encourage Kate who ceased to use her hand on this dick. Instead, she concentrated on the purely oral aspect of the act, her head turned down and began bobbing up and down rapidly, taking almost all of him inside her mouth each time. Jim’s hands went to her shoulders and I could see them tighten as he resisted the urge to release. Kate persisted, though, and pulled back just in time to catch a load of hot cum on her face and tits.

I fetched a towel for her and, coming back from the bathroom with it, found Kate lying face down on the bed naked except for her stilettos. Her panties were on the floor. She directed Jim to give her a massage while they waited for him to get hard again. Jim asked if we had any massage oil and I immediately said “No,” but Kate contradicted me “Yes…it’s in my purse.”

I wondered if she had any other surprises to add to that of the appearance of the baby doll outfit and the massage oil. I found the oil (and saw nothing else out of the ordinary in the jungle of her purse) and handed it to Jim. He opened it, put some on his hands and several drops down the length of Kate’s spine. Starting with her neck, Jim rubbed her moving down her back, ass, the backs of her thighs and then calves. Once he finished that side, Kate flipped over. Jim returned to her head and continued the massage, down the shoulders, gave special attention to her breasts, nibbling the erect nipples for a minute before continuing down the stomach and lower abdomen. Once past that, he fingered her pussy which Kate greeted with soft moans of delight until he left her valley of love to work on the thighs, sides of the calves, and her feet.

Jim massaged the soles of Kate’s feet for a minute then began licking his way up the inside of her legs until he got to her shaved pussy. He dove in and began licking her. She came almost immediately which surprised him (and me!) but she had not yet had enough and Jim was not yet ready for anything else. She told him to keep licking. It took several more minutes of fingering and licking her soaked pussy to bring her to a second climax.

Jim knelt on the bed; his erection fully restored, grabbed the condom off the night stand, ripped open the packet and went to don the cover. Kate sat up and assisted him. Once it was in place, she directed Jim to lie on the bed then she straddled him, took his cock in her hand and lowered herself onto it. I watched in anxious anticipation as Jim’s rigid member penetrated my wife’s slick, reddened pussy. She moaned “Oh, yes!” as she engulfed him completely then began slowing rocking her hips forward and back. From where I sat, I could see little but her backside and, occasionally, Jim’s dick. I moved to the other chair which let me see Kate’s face, glowing with ecstasy, and her tits. Once I was there, she looked over at me and blew me a kiss. She rocked on him for a couple of minutes before telling Jim to take her doggy style.

They switched positions, Kate on hands and knees facing the head board. Jim reentered her and began thrusting. Kate matched him, thrust for thrust, her eyes closed, her tits hanging down and bouncing back and forth.

Kate rolled over, grabbed her legs behind the knees and pulled them back to her chest. Jim moved into position, took hold of his cock and moved it up and down Kate’s slit several times before inserting it into her vagina. Once he had pushed all the way to the hilt, Jim withdrew slightly and then commenced with a soft and easy thrusting. Kate bucked against him, telling him to go harder and faster which he did.

Finally, Kate let go of her legs, her ass lifting against Jim, her back arched, throwing her head back.

“OHHH!” she screamed, “He’s FUCKING me!!” as she had yet another orgasm. This one was the most intense yet.

Jim let loose of his load right afterwards accompanied by a long, low guttural sound. Then he slid off the side of the bed and pulled off the cum-filled condom. Kate lay flat on the bed, face down.

“My turn,” I said, expectantly and hesitantly.

I was not surprised, but a little disappointed as Kate looked over at me, a slight smile on her face and said “My pussy can’t take anymore right now…” but I welcomed the rest of her statement, “so you have to fuck me in the ass.”

I quickly shed my clothes, reached into my wife’s purse for the K-Y jelly, rubbed some on my hard cock, more on her ass, my finger lubricating her inside. My cock penetrated her ass and I pounded her as hard as I could. Incredibly, she came again and I dumped a load of semen into her rectum.

I rolled off Kate and looked across her to see Jim sitting in the chair, stroking himself to another hard-on. Kate saw, too, and moved off the bed, telling Jim she should help him with that task.

Dropping to her knees, she began sucking him again, but only long enough to get him hard enough for her needs. When he reached that point, she placed her knees on the chair seat outside his legs and eased herself down on his reinvigorated dick. She moved up and down. Kate repositioned herself so that her feet were where her knees had been, allowing her to pump him faster and harder. It was at that point that I realized Kate either forgot about getting another condom or didn’t care. Jim came first this time, releasing his load into her pussy. Kate kept fucking him until she had her fifth climax of the night then she stepped off him, her pussy and ass both dripping still.

Kate headed to the bathroom and Jim got his clothes back on. He waited until she came out so he could say “Thank you and good-bye.” Kate replied, “No, thank YOU” and she moved to kiss him. He would have kissed her cheek but she would not allow it, preferring instead to have an open-mouthed deep kiss. After the kiss ended, but while still being held in his arms, she looked at me saying “And thank YOU, too, dear.”

After Jim left we didn’t talk about the evening or anything else, for that matter. Our flight home left fairly early in the morning and we didn’t see Jim before heading out. On the plane, Kate re-emphasized her thanks for me allowing her that experience. I told her it was my pleasure.

“Well, maybe, but I still outscored you five to one,” she joked. “So, I guess I should make it up to you.”

“And how will you do that?” I queried, imagining a wild, multi-orgasmic night in bed once we got home.

“I am pretty sure my co-worker, Debbie, wants to fuck you. I’ll let her.”

I can hardly wait.

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