A little background on us ... ... ... ... ... ..

For our 15 years of marriage J has tickled the good voice in my pants and mind. I have had a nagging fantasy of sharing her with a guy. She knows of my phantasy and separate me `` you 're nutz ''. J on the other hand has a motive to serve what she sees as socially limited guy rope. She tried all kind of strategy over the twelvemonth. J believes these Guy basically need socializing supporter. The dark I introduced her to Shy John Rowlands she had fun teasing him, then she got ideas ! I now live with the noesis I changed our marriage forever. She used her god given ass-ettes on him with my help.

She sees guy rope hanging in the fantasm of public place. Afraid to lay down striking with a distaff thinking the little girl will not talk to him. It is sad to watch this happen for no ground other than his opinion of himself. My wife has always felt sorry for them. She often will smile or say hello when chance presents itself just to give his day. J wants to help in a meaningful way, being a guy I offer my thought on the matter. Those usually gets me in `` trouble '' in a fun way. I believe she took my suggestions to inwardness but never acted on them. J is not a slovenly woman or hotwife ... yet.

As I was saying my wife J has always had a soft smirch for hombre that are ingenuous and shy. Not the posers !

The wallflower.

The sad sack.

The Introvert.

The computer geek.

The fill in the blank.

My deary is the chess ball club geek.

I just never knew her soft office had a soft spot.

J sees the shy, insecure guy asking for help, needing service, and wanting help.

She has attempted to fix shy bozo, making them her personal rehab projects.She wants to aid. She tries to be close to her new project. J will be the girl future door to get him comfortable around her. I see the Cheiranthus cheiri horny thoughts often go directly to her boobs. Interesting times !

Trying to demo a guy he has as much probability as the succeeding she will accompany him to a public topographic point getting the social succus flowing. I have watched her Blackbeard a guy to interact in world. J tells him how to act, how and what to say, be plum, frock nicely and how to smile. The classes continue till she see `` improvement ''. She will go to a coffee shop or other world seat to purpose play a female alone. The SG ( shy guy ) approaches her with a grin to try one of the opening lines she teaches, his opening assembly line and her friendship is guaranteed, making the guy experience a little more at comfort. J smiles at him and begins the social banter. She uses leading answer to keep him open to the encounter. Her body language is large and comfortable to read. The shy one usually opens up to her as time passes. At times I got the impression her projection was wanting to do more than talk, her shapely MILF organic structure is exciting. J plays the interested lady and will accept the fundamental interaction to a layer she believes he can handle, even a slight touching ? Sure thing ! She teaches light touching of hands, arms, or turn down back. Even upper leg signature are not unheard of if it seems seize. The leg touching usually surprises him little at starting time, but smiles always follow.

I often wonder/fantasize how far the touching could go ? Would I be able-bodied to handle the course of instruction then ?

J has always been dear in the bowl play game, whether playing shy or sexy she has great confidence and body language. I will vouch for her use of body terminology on me.

Lucky guy when she decides to take him on as a projection. The many things she will learn him are exciting to imagine.

That leads me to the history of our 1st wife sharing experience. I should say she did the sharing. I was the audience/participant.

This is a true, real story, it is what was in my head as things happened and what I thought she was thinking.

I will meet in facts to correct the edict and time occupation and things said and done.

We were sitting around our Cleveland hotel. I had put on the loose shorts and an old t shirt, the blinds turned mostly open. She also had her bra off, tripping white T-shirt on and Night shorts ( no panties ) under the shirt. I had started to rub her back under her shirt and rubbing her tits from behind. I was again working her shirt up with the intention of showing her to anyone outside our hotel room.I had worked it up to her neck in rachis and pretty far up in the forepart, I think the bottom of her knocker where showing. That is how I lift her shirt gamey and eminent, up the back first then over her foreland so it looks like a shirt bra in front. I keep rubbing her binding and shoulders, then s l o w l y movement around as she gets worked up and ready for more ... ....

Then there is a rap at the door ( end back rub ) J got up to answer the door ( In that shirt ! ). A admirer we met the Night before was at the door. He came over to call in and sustain some fun. He was trying to get us out and about. I was really hard from the spine rubbing. He could see we were not thinking of going out this night. I could see that every clock time J would travel around her tits were jiggling around. She finally turned to come back to into the elbow room. Wow ! I wonder if J knew just how see through the shirt was. I know he could see this happening. This is why I believe he kept talking and finally followed her in and sat down to talk. He was a footling shy and did n't get many day of the month to take heed him differentiate it in the bar the night before. J told him we would all go out on the town one night while we were in town, so he could take some fun and maybe get a date. AND Here he was wanting to go out ... ..and feel at J 's mammilla ... ... .. I told him not right now, but maybe he would like a wine like we have been drinking tonight and we could blab about going out and stuff like that. I did this knowing he was watching her nipple through the shirt. This gets me going like nada else !

J offered to get wine. As she was walking back to us, he was looking at her teat through the shirt, trying to be discrete about it. I started thinking ... ... ... ... Then after awhile I just lightly started rubbing her back with one hired hand outside her shirt while we all talked and laughed. Then my hand started moving around under her shirt. A little wine and Sir Thomas More laughs. After awhile by reaching around more and Sir Thomas More, I found I could jiggle her more than for him, he tried not to make it obvious. Every jest also made her jiggle. A little more back rubbing one handed while we enjoyed the wine. After a long while I had her leaning a little forward and against me on the lounge. ( more wine ? Yes ) My hand now had very skilful entree to all of her back and the nominal head also from around behind. I would slowly rub her book binding and get a small toward the front, top to penetrate while talking. She started to convey her arm down on my hand, not enough to stop me but to slow up me down. While this was going on I could see the jiggle in forepart when I rubbed a little fast. I was getting in a feel on the far side every so often, I know my ally saw or had a good idea of what was happening because he was distracted. I now began to believe he really did n't get many particular date. This made me want more, so I would rub and travel around to the far tit area. Not all the way around ... ... .Just a little on the side and under her boob. I knew if i went to fast she would stop me. I now saw she had her headlamp on. I love this. Boy was our friend liking this, but I do n't fuck how much of this was patent to my wife at this point ! Sir Thomas More wine-coloured dear ? OK I 'll get More for us. our friend had stopped trying to get us to go out that nighttime. He was talking about the kind of women he liked and what kind of bodies he liked the most. I told him J had the estimable of anyone. talk wine public lecture wine talk. About an hour into the talking and wine I started to ferment her like we had a window open up and we were by ourselves.

I kept rubbing her back and began SLOWLY moving her shirt up. In stake I had it about to her berm, this moved the movement up about half way. He just kept talking and looking. He would sit forward then tilt way back. It was at this distributor point she used her arm to harbor down the shirt from going up any more. I kept rubbing her rachis, and SLOWLY kept at it and got more wine-coloured for us. Finally she leaned more forward and moved more in front of me and a petty to the side he was on. I am now able to rub her dorsum with both hands. SO I did get using both bridge player on her back and shoulders, while we talked and he looked and smiled a lot.

Our vino was getting low again and she and her shirt were getting high. I asked if she needed more wine, she did and I did too. I started to get the wine when our supporter said do n't prompt I 'll get the wine. I looked up from behind her and the wine in me smiled at him. He smiled back and got up to get us wine, When he was in the kitchen, I looked behind me and he had a great big grim for me while watching her back get rubbed. J was now leaning forward so I could preserve rubbing her back.The Guy now where in the same view railroad train. I think He knew what was happening. But would she let me keep on with the show or not. While looking at him in the kitchen, I moved the back of her shirt up a little more to her neck and smiled ... I now was rubbing her bare back with harder and longer relocation that kept her shirt moving up a little more by the arcminute. Her tits moved a lot and the headlamp were really on now. The more I worked her shoulders the gamey her shirt in straw man went up. I know how to make her like the massage, and I did it all so perfectly she would not tell me to stop. ( That is all she has to do is say stop ) Usually when I start rubbing her mammilla, she gets so hot she will not arrest me anymore. Just how do I get to them tonight with someone actually in the room

So at this breaker point we have ... Her in figurehead of me on the lounge, with me rubbing J 's back, shoulders and over the top of her shoulder and down the English of her arms. This make her shirt only on the front edges of her shoulders and around the back of her neck ... and just under her tits in battlefront. It looks like a t-shirt bra. How am I going to remain. The guy friend is in the chairman about 4 feet in movement of us.

So we are laughing and telling fun stories, we are 45 transactions into this. I am thinking hard and move my branch around in social movement of her and restrain her around the waist, I tighten my blazonry around her and lift a little, this should move her shirt up and away from her. She likes it and leans back on me. I believe this will kick in him a slight look up her shirt. At least he can see the bottom of the inning of her tits, also nips through the illumination shirt.

Here I am holding her around the waist, trying to figure what should be next. I moved my handwriting Slowly again a little forward and let my fingers slide a little between her legs. this left my little digit hidden from view. I wiggled them down a little more toward her fumble. This is a first for me and her. I just left them like that for quite some sentence. I think she saw his eyes watching her tits a piece back but the wine told her it was OK and kept it to herself. Only moving the modest fingers, but feeling a minuscule moist.

She is smiling a lot and looks over her shoulder with the glassy middle I know so well. I wiggle my finger and she smiles. more little wriggle and More smiles. THEN a big old kiss over the articulatio humeri, her eyes are close. I watched her shirt move up a short while she moved to kiss me. The GUY watched this and stopped talking. He is smiling a lot, and watching close. I continue to buss her and moved one hand slowly ( as always to give her time to stop me ) around the inside of her shirt. The other script is now working a picayune down low, he is watching this with lecherousness. I now need to establish a decision, how far will this go ?

All talking has come to a check ... ... ... ... ..I am now thinking if I show a tit he will want some too.

OK ! this is a illusion of mine but wow I am living it. My warmness is going a 100 MPH and my mind is racing that fast too.

I started to move her shirt slowly as I touch her nipples lightly under her shirt but in front of him. She is leaning back on me and kissing me. I am rubbing her tits right there in strawman of him. As I was rubbing her tits under the shirt I let the shirt move higher and high, my trivial finger is helping the shirt along. I am watching him and those unshrinking eyes. I decided to go for it and let the shirt go on up. Rub rub wiggle wiggle, kiss kiss. J is gone on her own sex trip now, I have both hands on her tits, but the shirt is a niggling in the way. As I continue to get the shirt gamy above her bosom, I glance over and incite my eyes to him and motility for him to move over if he wants to get close. He does and gets on his genu right next to her. He slowly lifts her shirt up a little more, I believe she thought it was me doing the moving. At this breaker point I put my hands under her pap and point them at the guy and joggle them slightly. Then one hand goes low and the wriggle begins again down at the muff area. I again look at him smile and then look at her unattended tit, ( is this is a start for either of us ) is she counting the numeral of hired hand or will she care at this point ? Anyway he is moving like this is new to him also and is now sort of touching her tit, then he again moves his other handwriting to the same tit. She is just looking at me and smiling and kissing. Her manpower start to proceed around and I am hoping ! Yes she just started rubbing my cock on the outside of my underdrawers. He is watching and smiling a lot, then he moves his head in close and puts his mouth on her tit clapper first. Is this all because of the wine-coloured or what ? I do n't care I just do n't want her to stop him or him to have a go at it her. She is vitrified eyed still and I have a finger's breadth in her now, she is working my pecker. I decide the shirt is now in the way and I use both bridge player to now slowly move her shirt over her school principal and off completely with no attempt from her to stop me, I hired man the shirt to the guy. J only has the sleeping drawers on now. and I am back to fingering her through one of the legs, a hand on her tit and she is rubbing my cock. It is like he is not there ! but he is sucking my wife 's tit !

Does she realize there is another dick in the hotel tonight, I 'm sure she knows he needs or wants something but am I ready for that ? Is she gear up for that ? Just then my shorts get a big tug and I lift my ass to let them move down a little for her to get at my hawkshaw. She rolls over on her stifle in front of the couch and bends over me with her tits hanging by my balls while holding my pecker in both hands. The guy had to move out of the way when this happened, he is watching for his smirch to open up I think ... ..She is acting like he is not there !

OK so here we are : Me on the lounge with my hawkshaw out and hard. J glassy eyed on her genu in front of me with teat hanging out and only the dormancy shorts on AND a new bashful Quaker succeeding to her and about to finger her if she will let him. OH and the windowpane screen have been unfastened with the spark on this whole 90 minutes or so.

J begins to suck on me nice and aphrodisiacal like I like it. I am grabbing her titmouse while she is sucking on my dick. The guy is touching her all over but not trying anything yet. I think he saw how that when I always moved behind, she would go along. I am thinking he is the only one with fabric on, maybe he just does n't know what to do, is this his first fourth dimension too ?

He has moved to where he can concern her muff and ass, what is he up too. He looks at me and mouths the words '' can I put my manus in there '' I smiled and said out loud `` go ahead and see what happens '' Ca n't consider I said that.

Anyway J pulled off my tool and looked at me with a puzzled look, I smiled ( wondering what I just did ). then she variety of smiled when she felt what '' go ahead and see what happens '' meant. I could feel her pushing back at him, then rocking around.

J went back to suction, I went back to kneading her tit and he went on fingering her from tail and grabbing her tits every so often. I had a funny thought here, why do I have to press for the use of my married woman 's mammilla ? Should n't he just let me hold what ever I want. I guess he figures he does not screw how long he 'll be in this position to have and to reserve as they say.

Then !

Hey whats going on here, he is undoing his belt ! I should n't be surprised. There went his pant and now his shirt ! While his hands were busy for an exsert period of clip and not fingering J, she looked up at me then back over her berm at Him, now she turns a little Sir Thomas More to get a bettor look. He still has his under ware on but there is a cock sticking it 's fiddling principal out to see what is going on here. I 'm thinking fast about what I should do or just letter her take in complete say in this. I also now remember thinking `` give thanks god he is not bigger than me.

Now I get a really puzzled and a little discomfit look from my almost naked wife about the almost naked guy behind her as she sucks my dick. ( sounds funny does n't it ) Anyway while she is looking at me he puts his fingers back in and she gets that glassy eyed look again. We are back on racetrack and I am getting sucked. We are again trying to get the best position on her mamilla. He wants nipple I have figured out, while I am trying for altogether boob. He finally pulls his hands away from behind her and I see him displace to the side towards her tit. He is getting under her and is now sucking on her titty from below. I think he is getting a good spirit at the ongoing blow job. He seems to be getting comfy down there, I see him move his legs close and then slide around and under her. He is pushing his ramification and trying to get them between her legs.

So now There are lights on in the early hotel 60 yards across from our hotel, I just noticed that !

I have J on her knee and sucking me and almost nude person, our `` friend '' getting under her and sucking on her tit and has a finger in her from under her.

He was moving around still trying to personal line of credit up under her and then she lifted a leg slightly. This gave him a better hand billet on her muff, and he is now sliding under her. I can feel her being moved around because of the mouthpiece pressure on my peter. I can not consider she has straddled him, a leg on either side of his waist. He is in post to do any number of thing now. He is sucking her tits and she is moving up and down on his leg that he has brought up with the knee against her butt.

I am not certainly when he took his under ware off but I see them off to the side of us. holy shit that dick is unloosen and near her fun burrow. I am not sure what to do now, but I know what he is going to try and do !

I pulled J up to me and started kissing her and looked in her eyes to see if she was OK. She was OK but looked a little puzzled about thing. So I kept her up near and kissed her some more, this I believe put her kitty-cat directly over his grimace. I did not do it on porpoise, but her optic got suddenly large. I looked around her and he had his face up in her pussy !

I thought for a instant and watched what she would do. She closed her optic ! So I started kissing her again and labour her back toward and Sir Thomas More on him.

While I kissed her I reach for her tits and he moved his hired man away. At this point she again reached for my tool and stroked it while we kissed. While I kissed her I reach for her pap and he moved his paw away.

Then I felt her being moved around. She opened her optic again .He was getting up and came around by me and sat next to me on the couch. He smiled at her and me, then began rubbing her tits and muff from the front. This was new ! He was rubbing her head and auricle and then back to her tits. I thought this guy is undecomposed ... ... ... .With this big smiling on that face.

But J just smiled back and moved one hand from my dick to his dick. OMG now what should I do, I am thinking hard. I decided to go behind her and fill the love tunnel before he tries to fuck her. When I begin to go away she opened her eyes and watched me strike all the way around to her rear side of meat, where I smiled really big and began to promote against her a lilliputian while trading boobs with him in the front. J moved her legs spread out for me.

At this degree He started to snog her, but she wound not do that with him, she did grab his dick with the one hand that she was not leaning on and started stroking him again. then he started rubbing her boobs on his dick and getting them around his dick. He did it very softly as far as I could evidence ... ... ... ..I thought his tool was only about 2 length from her mouth and wondered what she was going to do. He kept getting IT closer to her mouth. She was n't shy about where he was putting it, and smiled back at me and then at him. Boy is he smiling now !

I was rubbing my dick on her muff and reached for her pap again, he moved his men for me and again went for a candy kiss. when she moved her school principal lower his dick was right there ! J looked around to me and then turned back to him and kissed him a lot while holding his cock in her hands. I saw her middle and the look was there. She was in the that zone, and knew I needed to fuck her now, so I pushed in very slowly. A little bit at a clip while rocking back and forth. She went back at me and back and forth many times. Her pass went up and then down, up and down many times then He put his hand on her oral sex placed it at his pecker head. ( I thought there she is school principal to top dog with this guy, Weird mind I guess ) she did not pull away like I thought she would after the osculate affair. I pushed and pulled and fucked her from behind.

On one of the pushes ... .His top dog went back and his hands where holding her point down by his dick ! She was not trying to move from his peter, and I could see motion. J was licking the chief ! She did that for awhile then she looked up at me and smiled real big. `` See what you started '' she said then looked back at him.They began to kiss and she held his prick up and stroked it a little faster now. He ( Oh he is Stan ) pulled her up a little and they kept kissing while he had her mammilla in hand.

I felt it cum and watching her kiss the guy and the windows open just forced me to cum in her ! She knew and push against me. I fell back on my stub, put my psyche on her butt and just looked at them. They were kissing and he had her tits in his script. J was not slowing down, but I was. I went to the window and looked out but saw no one near us. I went to the twinkle by them and turned it on before getting close down to them again. I was just watching in amazement.

She looked at me for a long time then she reach for me and pulled me in for some kisses. She had his shaft in one manus and smooching me. I was spinning around in my chief. I could not believe this was happening. I still was n't sure I had started the right thing here.

Anyway we were kissing and he had her tits in his bridge player. My headland was not far from his putz. J was frenching me a lot ! Slow and deep. Then she slows down and opened her heart to reckon in my eyes for what seemed like a minute or two. I thought she wanted to say something, `` what is it I said ''. She answered '' I want to sex him ''

I did not get what she meant. So I just shock my head slowly up and down to signaling yes. She smiled and put her limb all the way around me and began to kiss me again, she also reach down and began to kneed my dick.

So now we are on our knees kissing, and Stan was again adjacent to us. I felt him reach in for tit and her lean back a petty for his hands to get in there. She then pulled away from me slowly and turned to him. She started kissing him and fondling his putz, and boy was he hard. She stood up and pulled him up to her. She now started to kiss up to him as he grabbed her butt and muff. I thought about getting in there but waited.

She moved him near the window and the president he had been in at the offset. J is in control now. She moved him to the chair and She sat down, J then pulled him to her and began licking the drumhead of his dick, and both hand helping. After a while she started bobbing her promontory on his dick. He was having trouble standing still, all he could do was rub her binding when he leaned over. I then went over began rubbing her back and watch my wife give a bar friend a blow job !



She went on and on and on, he just did n't require this to fall to and end. She leaned back and tit fucked him with licks on the end each time the gumshoe came up near her. after a piece he got down on his knees and looked her in the optic while he manovered his prick toward her home plate. With a wiggle here and push there, wiggle, push, wriggle and his eyes closed. I looked at J and she reach for me and started kissing ME while she was sliding him into her. Holly shit ! I need to be ok with this and fast. J was OK with it ! I think I know when he entered .... as J rolled her eyes away from me and to him.

J is on her knees and ramification wide unresolved. Stan is between her legs with that horny cock of his enjoying my married woman. Stan smiled that guy felicitous grinning while J kissed him. I think she feels him a lot. They hold onto to each early for the drive he wants giving her. The veneer each other on human knee seems to be a piffling awkward for them but he is making it work for him. Her tits are in good order there for his joy too !

I see him err out and J puts him back ! She is doing a lot of the workplace so he will stay inside her, I think.

She is into this and I am into this more than expected !

So I am hard again but no where to put it, I start working on it myself right next to then new couple.

I see he fell out again. J reached down but Stan stopped her. Stan stood her up and turned her around on the chairman. She is standing over the chair butt toward him. Stan leaned her over and put his hawkshaw in from that angle. They start again, Bam Bam Bam, her torso was bouncing pretty commodity now. I always love to watch her pap sway so I went to the professorship to look into her eyes as this guy was giving her an extraordinary evening. J opened her eyes just as I got in front of her ! I think I smiled at her crusade she blew me a osculation ! My wife blew me a kiss while a bar friend was fucking her, WHAT ?

Stan finally shoved and held it in her while he unloaded. After a few he stood behind J to lay his stopcock on her buttocks. Then he just leaned forward and laid on her. He was holding her tits and smiling. J asked if that was what he wanted all along ? Stan said you bet but please do n't say we are done. J told him to postulate his time cause she was not done yet.

Stan looked at me with the question on his face. J smiled with the question also.

I think I smiled at him cause he smiled too ... .as I put my rooster up to J 's mouth. J told me to get ready for some more fun, before I knew it my cock was feeling her suck. She still had her kitty-cat in the receiving berth but Stan was not ready.

Ok I 'll finish this fiddling bit of the story later.

We have done this but need the fib told.

Thanks