Our Hotwives

Back in 1988 we were about 6 months into Liz's passionate affair with the younger, single cook, Jim, she worked with at a restaurant. We were 35, 36 years old, married 10 years, with 2 children when the pillow talk moved into reality. Liz would visit Jim after their Friday night shift at his apartment only about a mile from our house. I would be home with the kids safely tucked in then wait for her middle of the night arrival.

One fine Friday night I enjoyed a late night bourbon, then, feeling tired, headed to bed knowing Liz would wake me when she got in. As I dozed off feeling that tingle of excitement, I felt a strange vibration moving throughout my body. Sleep came quickly and I fell into a dreamy state. Soon, I felt a whooshing sound lifting me up and out and moving me with purpose somewhere. Soon I was downtown in our nearby village and moving effortlessly through the walls of an apartment building. I came upon someone's living room. As my sight adjusted to the darkness I could see a couple sitting on a couch. Closer inspection revealed the familiar couple. It was my wife, Liz, and the young cook! I was hovering in the corner like an angel watching the scene unfolding before me. My heart skipped a few beats as I saw how comfortable my wife was with her lover and how beautiful she looked. For having worked a busy Friday evening shift at the restaurant, she looked radiant. She obviously took great care to look her best. Her hair was still curly, vibrant, and sexy looking. Her eyes dazzled with her vivid eye make-up and sparkled with desire as she engaged with her boyfriend. Her white blouse hugged her breasts and mid-section. Her tight black skirt, which ended several inches above the knees when she was standing, was now at mid-thigh as she had kicked off her shoes and tucked her legs under herself revealing her black tights. They sat only about a foot apart and were enjoying a glass of wine. Jim had obviously showered before Liz arrived and looked squeaky clean in his t-shirt and soft pajama bottoms. There was an impressive bulge showing down one of his legs. I marveled at how relaxed they were with each other as they giggled and laughed about work and people they worked with. Liz would touch his arm or leg when he made her laugh or she wanted to make a point. She finished her glass of wine and asked Jim if she could have another. He jumped up and headed for the kitchen to refill her glass of white wine. While he exited the living room, Liz adjusted her skirt and unbuttoned two of her blouse buttons revealing her sexy wonder bra underneath.

Was it a dream, or...

Her cleavage showed nicely when Jim returned and handed Liz her glass of wine. She always had a glass with the waitresses while checking out so this was certainly her 3rd drink of the night. She moved a little closer to Jim and ran her fingers through his hair as they spoke more softly. I was beside myself but I knew I had free rein to continue to observe. I heard Liz ask Jim if he wanted to smoke some pot. My heart started pounding. Liz reached down into her pocketbook and took out her trusty lipstick case, snapped it open, and took out a finely rolled joint. She always had access to good pot and would make sure she always had an adequate amount so she could roll a nice dooby before heading to work on Fridays. She held the joint between her manicured fingers and leaned in while Jim lit her up. Her gorgeous face reflected in the light and she took a deep draw. She handed the J over to Jim as she exhaled a cloud of cannabis smoke. Jim took a nice toke and they passed the joint back and forth as they sipped their wine. The room took on a mystical, dreamy ambiance as the candles and Jim's music meshed with the wine and pot. Liz grew more amorous with each toke and she moved closer to Jim. He sat back against the couch and stretched out his legs showing the club that was growing under his bottoms. It was impressive to say the least. Liz wouldn't tell me for years about his prodigious tool. She said she didn't want to make me jealous. Wow, this guy was hung. After half the joint was consumed, Liz snuffed it out and drained her glass of wine. She leaned in and started running her hand under his t-shirt, softly massaging his chest as they continued to speak in ever softer tones. His erection extended halfway down his thigh by this point. Liz glanced at it and said something I couldn't decipher. He just nodded and they started to kiss, softly at first, very erotically, taking their time. Her hand continued to massage his chest as their kissing became more pronounced and deep. I was, again, beside myself at the scene unfolding before me. Was this real or was I in a vivid dream? I didn't care as this was everything I had fantasized about for years and was enjoying every second. Her hand slowly moved down to his stomach and abdomen. As his hand slipped inside her blouse and squeezed her right breast, she moved her hand down to his left leg. Obviously familiar with his enormous cock she started stroking him over the pajama bottoms. Their kissing became passionate and even deeper as he slipped his fingers under her bra cup and tweaked her nipple causing her to squirm in her seat. She gripped his hard-on tightly and squeezed him hard. Slipping her hand under his loose pajama bottoms, she grabbed his cock and pulled it upright for full viewing. She stared and admired it as his cock reached above his navel. Thick, and long, very long, it elicited lust in my wife of 10 years. She stroked his cock like she owned it and I didn't see any objection on his part. They were a couple in the most intimate sense of the word. It was disconcerting to see the woman I loved so enamored with this guy 9 years younger than she. They meshed beautifully though and I had no say in the matter at this point. Liz said something to him and rose to go to his bathroom.

Soon enough, I saw her padding across his living room in her black tights, open blouse, and tight skirt. Her red lipstick shone in the candlelight. She stood in front of Jim, bent down, and placed her hands on his thighs, giving him a delightful view of her bulging breasts. She slowly reached up and started pulling down his pajama bottoms. His cock sprang up as she removed them completely. Standing again, she unbuttoned the rest of her blouse and shed it. She reached around her back and unsnapped her bra, releasing her breasts for his visual enjoyment. As the temptress I knew so well, she adjusted her skirt to the side and unzipped it and let it fall to the floor. Stepping out of her clothing, she knelt before Jim, and as they stared into each other's eyes, she started running her hands up and down his thighs. His face was priceless. I could only imagine what thoughts were running through his mind as this gorgeous, married, older woman was seducing him shamelessly. Her hands moved softly over his cock as his erection stood tall. She again admired his incredible cock, then softly licked the shaft. Just once...from bottom to the top. She leaned back and smiled and asked him if that was what he liked. His eyes bore a hole through her head and he nodded affirmatively. She continued ministering to him, licking his long shaft, then engulfing his crown with wet lips and mouth. It was exquisite torture. Up and down, it was a master class in oral skills. I knew only so well her talent with her mouth, especially when she was stoned. She would turn into a cocksucker supreme. I could see lipstick rings around the shaft just below his bulging head. It was incredible to watch. There she was servicing this young lover basically telling him she was his for the taking and she wanted it so badly. As she stroked his glistening cock, Liz asked him if he wanted to cum in her mouth or go in the bedroom and fuck her. He immediately rose picked her up by the arms and whisked her into his bedroom.

They kissed by the side of his bed and her stroking continued encouraging him endlessly. He pushed her down on his bed and pulled down her tights and panties and threw them on the floor leaving her naked and open to his every whim. He dove into her sopping pussy and pushed her legs as far apart as they would go. Liz's pussy was enflamed, wide open, and leaking juices on his sheets already. His tongue danced up and down her lips, then plunged deep inside sending her into a frenzy. She would tell me much later that she had to teach him the finer points of cunnilingus but soon became a master of her domain. She would say she couldn't get enough. He was certainly masterful in licking, sucking, and probing her inner depths with his long, wet tongue. Her moans soon echoed off his bedroom walls as she pleaded for him to fuck her. Undeterred, he held her in his vise grip until her moans turned to screams easily heard outside on the street. He flicked her clitoris mercilessly, knowing that was what she craved. Gasping for air, she let out a long, primal, animal scream as she convulsed and orgasmed all over his mouth, leaving her love juices coating his face. Frantically, she pulled him up onto the bed and guided his full-throated hard cock into her love canal.

Was it all a dream...

Jim got on top of the bed, mounted Liz, and proceeded to slowly drive her out of her mind. His thick shaft penetrated her small pussy to depths I couldn't comprehend. She dug her nails into his back, begging him to fuck her hard but he wouldn't relent, gliding in and out of her at a sensuous, oh so erotic slow pace. Her juices coated and lubricated him making their lovemaking effortless. It was obvious who was in control and Liz was just along for the ride. Her legs stretched to their limit as she opened up to him, caressing and milking his shaft with her tight vaginal walls. Jim rose up on his hands and peered directly into her gorgeous eyes. She pleaded with him to take her, make love to her, FUCK HER! They kissed softly again and she tried to take his tongue in her mouth. He only licked her lips with a teasing smile as he continued gliding in and out. They were a couple who knew how to push each other's buttons. Even as Liz begged for more, it was obvious she was deliriously enjoying his prolonged slow motion lovemaking. They talked, they kissed, they made slow, sensuous love like only lovers know how. He finally picked up the pace and she held on for dear life. His thrusts became more aggressive and her face turned ecstatic as her pleasure mounted. As skilled as any lover, Jim dominated my wife until she could only submit and let him have his way with her. It was a sight without compare. She was truly his slut. He owned her and all she wanted was his hard cock deep inside of her. He was giving it to her good, too. His stamina was amazing. I'm good for about 5-10 minutes when she gets like that, but he was unfazed, showing her how a 26 year old guy could fuck a 35 year old married woman relentlessly, making her delirious. I knew then that she would never have better sex in her life, certainly not with me. He rubbed her clit while pounding her on his knees. Her calls of passion were obscene. Her cunt was red now and squished every time he plunged into her and pistoned out again. Her puddle of love juices collected on his sheets. I realized then that he could make her cum at will and was playing with her. The orgasms began about a half hour into their lovemaking and didn't stop until an hour had passed and he came in a fury, unprotected, deep inside of her.

But, was it a dream, or...

Jim rolled off my slut wife and they lay there catching their breathe staring into each other's eyes. Liz laid in a puddle of love juices and cum leaking out of her cunt. Perspiration covering her body, her first words were:

"Do you want to take a shower together?'.

Jim nodded and he helped her up off the bed. Her lips engulfed his as they embraced. Her lust was all encompassing. Jim lead her to the bathroom. He turned on the shower as Liz wrapped a towel around her head concealing her hair but showcasing her beautiful, exotic face. Jim stepped in first and made sure the water temp was perfect. Liz followed and held her hands under the stream of steaming water. She nodded and soaked her body under the water then traded places with Jim so he could soak himself. Liz reached for the soap and started lathering up Jim's chest and mid-section. She asked him to turn around and washed his back. He turned around and grabbed the bar of soap and lathered up her chest covering her breasts in soapy bliss. They kissed softly again as he massaged her breasts. Liz turned around and he washed her back, then reached around and, once again, caressed her breasts as she sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. His hand slid down to her abdomen and Liz reached back and wrapped her hands around his head. He stroked her clitoris with soapy fingers and brought her to the brink of orgasm. She pulled away and, with a devilish smirk, reached for the shampoo. Jim turned around and she gave him a long, sensuous scalp massage and shampoo. Moving down his back, she started giving him a body shampoo. They were in a state of bliss. Liz reached around his waist and was soon massaging his reawakening cock. Her face rested on his back as she drove Jim crazy with her gentle touch. She whispered in his ear as her stroking continued:

"I want you to take me back to your bed and make love to me for an hour...at least. Jim just nodded as they rinsed off.

They toweled off and giggled as Jim's immense hard-on swayed back and forth. Jim exited and left a bathrobe for Liz. I watched as my wife of 10 years removed the towel from her head and shook out her gorgeous head of strawberry, blond, thick hair giving her the look of a well fucked woman. She slipped into the bathrobe Jim left for her and started freshening up her make-up in the bathroom mirror. I couldn't believe the vision before me. Her angelic face was flushed as she applied her red lipstick to her sensuous mouth. She applied blush and more eye shadow, looking more slutty by the minute. She checked herself in the mirror one more time looking like the sexiest woman in the world and moved to Jim's bedroom once again.

I thought back to how this all began. It started with a fantasy in my mind but also a subconscious recognition that my wife wanted more than I could provide. We were the classic couple in love, we had a beautiful family, but there was this restlessness in Liz that I instinctively felt. After having 2 children in her late 20's and as we moved into our 30's, I noticed how she cared more and more about her appearance. She wore sexier clothing and started getting salon manicures and hair styles. Her sexuality was apparent just shopping in the supermarket. When she started working in the restaurant a whole new world unfolded working with mostly younger guys and gals. She drew plenty of attention from the males and this only fueled her desire to dress and primp sexily. I started asking her about past lovers when we would get stoned on a date night and she slowly opened up about her past love life. Mainly, she talked about this Iranian guy that would regularly come through her checkout line at the supermarket she worked in during her college years. He kept flirting and inviting her to his apartment. She always declined telling him that she had a very jealous Italian boyfriend. He would just smile and move on. But, slowly and surely he kept at it and intrigued the engaged Liz. She asked him for his phone number after he persisted numerous times and said she might give him a call sometime. When her fiance went off to National Guard duty for two weeks that summer, Liz got stoned in her bedroom and picked up the phone early one evening. When he answered, Liz said hello in a sultry voice. He recognized her voice at once and asked if she wanted to come over for a glass of wine. She readily accepted. She wore a sexy tank top and short, shorts. He invited her in and they sat on his couch and drank wine. Without asking, Farshad pulled out a joint and, her resistance already worn down, they proceeded to get royally stoned. She told him how attracted she was to him when he came in the store, but everyone knew she was engaged and she felt so guilty. He took her by the hand and led her into his bedroom. They fell on the bed and started kissing like old lovers. They knew each other's bodies like two peas in a pod. He slowly stripped her, removing her top, then her shorts, then her soaked panties. He dove into her pussy with a vengeance with a long, wet, tongue. Her spasms started. Having soaked her pussy with his wet mouth, he stood and removed his pants. His underwear barely held back a bulge that gave Liz pause. He lowered his undies and out sprang the longest, thickest, hardest cock Liz had ever imagined. He stroked it a couple of times and gave her a smile. He mounted her body and started the process of slowly stretching her tight pussy an inch at a time. Her gasps came in a rush as he moved a third of his massive cock inside of her. Her vaginal canal would slowly accommodate his girth as well as most of his length as her juices flooded his cock. He was impressed. Liz was in ecstasy. She had never experienced anything like this. She didn't want it to end and they fucked for hours. She would tell me that she wanted to follow him anywhere in the world as long as he would fuck her like that every night.

She said he did everything to her.

After that shocking revelation, I started asking her who she might be attracted to now. We would indulge in pillow talk on our date nights after the kids were put to bed and she would regal me with fantasies about other men. I slowly started to encourage her to flirt with somebody and see what happens. She would express reservations about getting involved with another man. I told her how much I loved her and really wanted her to do something daring...because the fantasy just excited me. She would get all dolled-up for me on date nights and we would indulge in wine and smoking pot and get into a real fantasy world. I told her how sexy she was and I wanted her to indulge if that was her fantasy. Her resistance wore down until she admitted she was really attracted to this younger cook at the restaurant. He flirted with her and she him. They started having a cup of coffee together before their shift and once in awhile a glass of wine after work. He finally asked her to come over for a cup of tea, they kissed, and before you knew it they were fucking on his couch.

Liz joined Jim on his bed and found her wine glass half-filled again. She smiled gratefully and they clinked glasses as they sat there on Jim's bed in their bathrobes.

It was only 1:30 in the morning. Liz sexily asked if there was anything left in that joint they left in the living room. Jim retrieved the ashtray with half a doobie still lying inside. Liz smiled and picked up the joint for Jim to light. She took a long draw and held it in for a long time. She laughed as she exhaled and said

"Wow. That is strong. I feel it already."

They passed the J back and forth a couple of times before Liz finally declined. They continued to sip their wine.

Liz drained her glass and reached for the baby oil on the nightstand. Slipping down alongside Jim's body, she slowly opened the sash of his bathrobe revealing the object of her desire. She poured copious amounts of oil all over him as she opened his robe fully. His cock sprung to attention and she admired his size as her fingers ran up and down his shaft. He was glistening like a lamp post in the rain as she stroked him to full staff once again.

"Would you like to fuck me now?", she asked in a very provocative voice.

Jim could only nod. She mounted him and guided him home with one hand. They melded together once again. Liz lowered her body and kissed him with sweet affection. His cock was the pole she was going to dance on. She took over the lovemaking and all he could do was lie back and give her what she wanted. Her slow, sensuous motions turned into gyrations that both rotated and plunged past his masthead and further and further down his rock hard shaft. She leaned back and massaged her breasts with oily hands, setting him off. She was a woman possessed as every nerve-ending from her pussy to her brain was on fire right now. Her facial expressions were incredible alternating from blissful smiles to hunger for more. She leaned down again and drove her pelvis into his. She started rotating while impaled on this Adonis cock. If you've never watch a woman fuck a man, this was beyond the pale. They were grinding on each other as Liz swIrled and danced all over his rigid dick. She couldn't believe how good he felt so deep inside of her as she continued to fuck him with her hungry pussy. She started whispering in his ear "I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum".

Louder and louder she called out as she moved to long hard strokes on his cock.

"Oh, baby...oh, baby", she yelled out unabashedly.

Her plunges grew violent as she slammed down on his unwavering pole. Her body went into convulsions as she squirted all over his dick and came...and came...and came. This only fueled Jim's passion as he flipped her over on her back and mounted her welcoming body. They coupled again and became one. Jim proceeded to make love to my wife like nothing I've ever witnessed or imagined. His long, slow strokes caressed her walls and made her gush endlessly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, ran her nails up and down his back, and all the while her legs were alternating wrapping tightly around his hips and flailing wide open for even deeper penetration. It was by far the most erotic scene I've ever witnessed. They just flowed together effortlessly and moved as one. Jim started breathing heavily and gripped Liz in a vise. He rammed his cock so far into her cunt it disappeared. His chest heaved and heaved as he came deep inside my wife. He collapsed on top of her and they lay there catching their collective breathe. But, amazingly, Jim wasn't done. He rose and started moving again in and out of Liz. She just looked at him in amazement. He was as hard as when the evening began. And he began making love all over again...to my wife...his lover in secret. They rolled around the bed and made love in every position imaginable. Finally, they coupled in a lotus position with Liz straddling his legs and taking him deep once again. They rotated in a lover's embrace and made love as lovers really make love. She whispered in his ear again as her orgasms came one after another:

"I know you were disappointed when Laurie broke up with you but It was your pride getting in the way. You're mine now and I want you as my lover. Will you be my lover? I want you all to myself. Please...Oh, God, I want you inside of me forever. You are incredible. Don't ever stop, baby. I love you".

Jim kissed her passionately as Liz had yet another gushing orgasm all over his cock. He stiffened and shot another firehose of hot cum inside her.

Liz screamed out loud.

It was 3:15 a.m.