My foray into hotwifing

[Geev]

Hi, new poster here. The story that follows involves me and my g/f and a many months long foray into hotwifing. Hope it is well received.


I started dating Kelley in 2022.  We met at a brewery tour one night in the spring or summer and hit it off.  She is 5'7", very pretty esp her smile, with dark red dyed hair.  She's a bbw which I'm into, DD breasts and nice sexy thunder thighs. We got along good for the first year.  Things were casual, not serious.  She would spend the night at my place or vice versa, and we'd always have sex when it was bedtime.  The sex was good for me but she had a few complaints she would gently file from time to time.  One was that I was "prescriptive", meaning I needed things to be the same way.  I would always get her off but sometimes it was with my fingers or mouth, and like most women she prefers with penetration.  We're in our mid 40's btw.  She's smart, works as a sales manager, very nice person, tries to help people more than most do, and also more than a bit nerdy.  We do both share an interest in history, movies/TV, and also pro football.  Go figure there.  :p

We broke up a year later, summer of 2023, for reasons I won't get into because they don't apply to this forum.  After 6 months of minimal communication we started back texting and talking, and then dating again, altho was more as friends.  We would kiss and once ina while hook up but there was no agreed on exclusive relationship.  Around the spring of 2024 we went out to a fancy restaurant in the area and sat at the long bar with 100+ beers on tap and the bartenders wearing the same fancy button up shirts with the establishment brand as well as their names on them. As luck would have it, Kelley had worked with our bartender at a previous job, and they began a long engaging conversation while our food was being prepared.  She did introduce me as her friend but I was thinking maybe we should get back together (hadn't told her) and was frustrated by her over 10 minute exclusive conversation with the guy (forget his name).  I was not a part of the convo and looked at my phone the whole time.

When the food came he let us eat in peace and we resumed a normal date.  I asked her in the car if she had dated him and she said no, just worked together.  I didn't press further.  She had told me from time to time that she's an introvert but her job in sales, not really a manager but someone who designs training modules and that sort of thing, demands she is frequently team leading in meetings and running the show, so she is very good at carrying a conversation.

Sometime not long after that night I got it into my head that what if she was into the guy and wanted him and not me.  Even though their conversation was completely G rated and included only work stuff and probably other normal things that I forget, I started getting jealous.  We got along good and I was good in bed but not great, i.e., not meeting her every single need. A month later I took her back to the same place, planning on seeing what happened with them, but he wasn't there.  

With that plan foiled I would tell her occasionally after going out with her that our waiter or this other patron was checking her out just to see what she said.  Her responses were pretty innocent and didn't lead to anything that indicated she was looking for someone else. In hindsight it wasn't really the best laid plan. I wanted to bring up the original bartender but didn't feel like I had a reasonable way to do it, having already asked once if she had dated him. But that 10 plus minute convo they had that completely didn't include me still stuck in my head.  I couldn't get past it.

So fast forward to fall last year, I moved in with Kelley and we split rent in a way that was very good for both of us.  We were still not together together but neither one of us had dated anyone else, and we were still hooking up maybe once or twice a month. I was mostly over the bartender situation but I had also started a drinking phase where I would drink at least a full 6-pack on Friday night after work.  She never had more than a drink so on those nights I had a loose tongue and she was more or less just slightly buzzed.

Well, lo and behold she had actually mentioned going back to the restaurant because of their amazing appetizers, and I couldn't help but bring her bartender friend up. I asked if he still worked there and she said she didn't know.  And I took a chance and said I just remember how well they hit it off and was she wanting to see him again.  It felt like a reasonable question at the time, but probably wouldn't have asked sober. Keep in mind we're still not back together at this time so it shouldn't have come off as anything of an accusation, more just interested to know.

So at this point she expresses a little surprise (to my surprise as well) and says something like they just had a quick chat between old friends to catch up, and she didn't realize they had "hit it off".  They definitely did tho and I more or less gently told her yes, they did hit it off, that it was no problem on my end, and I was just making conversation. Her response to that surprised me even more.  She basically asked if we did go back, did I want her to talk to him again and hit it off with him again?  At this point red flags went up because that was not what I was thinking.  But also she does have the tendency to on occasion blurt things out that many would not say.  She even proudly claims on a semi-regular basis that she's a little weird that way.

I assured her no, that's not what I was saying.  As it turned out she was just messing with me, and she had a hunch I probably wasn't really trying to set her up with him, as that could threaten our roommate situation.  Of course she was right and I realized she was teasing me about it, which she will do from time to time.

Now, here's where things got weird.  And I'll be the first to admit I apparently am weird too.  Because that night my mind was racing, both from my pseudo-obsession with her maybe having a thing for him (I assumed we would be getting back together but it hadn't happened yet), and also her kind of finding out and then teasing me about it.  So I go to bed that night, mind racing, and I'm playing out the possibilities in my head.  One of which of course was the concern that she was interested in him, and that logically included me playing it out and envisioning them having sex together.  To my great surprise it was an intensely hot experience.  I got hard thinking about him behind her on the bed, giving it to her, and was helpless to stop myself stroking my hard cock to that thought.  I could hear the cum shoot out of my dick which had never happened before that I can remember.

Afterwards I was ashamed but quickly forgot about it, attributing it to the beer I had drank.

TBC

[Geev]

Pt 2

However let me correct what I mean when I say "forgot about it".  What really happened was that I forgot all about it until I thought about it again, which was the next Friday night. We were in the living room, watching tv on the sofa.  We would both dress for max comfort, me usually in boxers and sleeveless shirt, and her in tight pants and a loose fitting shirt that I could catch heavy doses of cleavage in if I was lucky. I started thinking about initiating sex but then I remembered my jackoff session involving mr. bartender, and decided to go that direction instead. Not knowing what to do or so, but again having drank at least 3-4 beers at that point, I casually mentioned we should go to the restaurant in question the next day, Saturday.

She smiled and said her friend probably wouldn't be there.  I was initially a little taken aback but realized two things.  1) She was teasing me again but 2)now my goal was to maybe talk that angle up and get super aroused like I was the week before. I assured her it was fine if he was, and that she could talk and even flirt with him as long as she wanted.  Afterwards I felt like "flirt" was probably a little too much but it was out and I didn't bother to retract it.  Nothing was said for a few seconds, and when I turned to her she was staring at me with a medium level "wtf" look. 

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

"You want me to flirt with him now?" she said, her expression changing from curiosity to a smile that I felt was demeaning but probably wasn't meant that way.

I shrugged and told her she can if she wants, trying my best not to be annoyed that she seemed to know exactly what I was thinking. My face turned red although it was dark and I was pretty sure she couldn't see it.

So the conversation switched to general flirting in public.  She explained that she wasn't usually a big flirt in public with guys she wasn't dating, although she had on rare occasion dropped a flirt bomb once or twice in her life that seemed to go over well.  

Well good to our agreement, we went back to the same place the next night for diner.  Her friend wasn't there and she explained he probably had been gone for months.  I almost asked if she had his number but felt like it would have crossed the line of subtlety I was trying to maintain. I also guessed she probably didn't have it.

Dinner was good.  The bartender this time was a bit more burly and I thought she might be attracted to him.  She did talk to him briefly while ordering but the place was very busy and nothing happened. We went home, watched TV and had sex.  I started losing a little momentum but mentally imagined her bartender friend fucking her and I had no trouble giving her an orgasm via penetration. She jokingly quipped that she didn't need ______ (she said his name) to flirt her up if I was going to be this good on a regular basis.  Definitely felt demeaning, not to mention again seemed to know exactly what I was thinking, although I don't think she meant it that way. She was just cracking a joke which was typical for her.

That set the pattern for a while.  I would fantasize about her with the bartender, then either jack off or occasionally we would have sex, and I would typically at some point imagine her with him to help with a strong finish. I'm not sure how any of this came over me or what it means.  Never had these type of thoughts before to be quite honest.

She would semi-regularly bring up the issue, clearly as a joke but I have since decided she was also maybe trying to figure me out without directly asking.  For example, we went to a minor league baseball game somewhere in that time period, and a guy a few seats down started talking to her.  He was a few yrs older and not someone I would have fantasized about with her, but she nonetheless got fairly flirty with him as far as smiling and laughing and talking, not so much in terms of explicit comments, but the convo continued for several innings, just her and him. At one point he started explaining how a delayed steal worked, which was a little cringey, but things got more back to general convo not long after that.

It started doing some light raining eventually and the guy left.  Telling her she looked pretty, he hoped to see her again, and that he hoped she had a good night.  I was kind of glad he left b/c it's hard to get turned on during a baseball game, but I did realize she talked to him longer than she probably would have if the bartender subject had never come up. 

"How did I do?" she happily asked me, taking me by surprise.

I decided not to be coy and told her it was some damn fine flirting and rubbed her thigh. She thanked me for the compliment.  Just to note, I only had 1 beer during the game.

[Geev]

pt 3

Another time we were at Walmart and a guy near the electronics dept stopped her and asked who her internet provider was.  I never answer these but she, extremely nice person that she is, typically indulges folks who come up to her. He was younger, black, and clearly just trying to sell some type of internet, but nonetheless I went to the flirting place and again couldn't help but simultaneously be a little annoyed with her for indulging him so long, but also turned on and wondering what she was thinking about me.  She finally said no, she couldn't change internet, and we moved along.  She had previously told me she was "down with brown", but the guy was at least 20 years younger and maybe more, and I decided a fantasy of him and her probably wouldn't do it for me.  In any case, we didn't discuss the matter afterwards although I did slap her ass as we entered sporting goods and she looked at me with her cutest smile while walking very confidently.

Another few months of this type of thing where we both enjoyed the "Jason seems to like Kelley flirting with other guys and Kelley seems to like it too" vibe ensued. Nothing heavy, no random hookups or hardcore flirting.  She'd mostly just either tease me or occasionally talk to other guys while out and then see what my reaction was. On one occasion a guy at the grocery store chatted her up (we sometimes go grocery shopping together) and she told me afterward he ended up asking her out, which she turned down but said it was a great confidence builder.

The sex was better than before too.  I started writing fictional stories on my computer about her hooking up with guys, including the bartender.  These were very hot for me.  

I drunkenly did decide to ask her if she had her bartender friend's number, to which she disappointingly said no but she could probably find a way to get in touch with him. A conversation ensued about how far I would want it to go.  Finally no more beating around the bush and being subtle.  We were talking about the issue. She plied me with more drinks than usual but I also got her to drink an extra too.  I told her it didn't start out that way but somewhere along the way I got aroused thinking about her with her friend from the restaurant, that I thought about it from time to time and even wrote a sexy story about it.  She asked for the story and I emailed t it to her. It was very explicit, involving his car breaking down after work and we gave him a ride home, where he seduced and fucked her with me in the general vicinity.

I sat there very nervous while she read the whole thing.  It took a few minutes.  She looked up after and announced she didn't realize I was into voyeurism.  I told her I never was until she started teasing me about it.

She casually told me she could probably find him on Linkedin, to which I immediately started getting hard.

"I have no idea if he wants to fuck me though", she said seriously, which got me even harder.

I was about to ask her if she wanted to hit the bedroom but she spoke first.

"Is that what you want to happen?"

I told her I thought if it did happen I it would be really hot.  Then she more or less agreed, telling me it was harder to get worked up for sex and her doctor thought she might be entering pre-menopause, but if ______ (again forget his name) was to kiss, undress, and put his hard cock in her like in the story, she had a hunch she would be very worked up and ready to go. I took this to mean she was in fact attracted to him and almost came in my shorts.

At this point I insisted we go into the bedroom and fuck, which we did.  The conversation continued afterwards as we laid in bed.

[WatchinginNJ]

Just to give you props, lots of readers but no feed back...

So far a great intro. I personally love origin stories, and can't wait to read the progress.

[Geev]

Thank you. I posted a few more segments but I was under the 5 post new member limit so I may have glitched something out. More to come when I can.

[NOVO7779]

Intruiging start… please continue :-)

[Cobra1000]

Love it. Please continue. Great start.

[joel68]

Yeah, keep going!

[joel68]

Keep going!

[Geev]

Pt 4

She pulled her phone out and in less than a minute found him on Linkedin. '

"I'm not sure what to tell him", she realized.

At this point I had cum hard in her and was not the least bit interested in her and the bartender hooking up, but I figured it would be good to fake it.

"Just tell him you'd like to suck his dick at a time of his choosing."

She laughed and told me she was a good Christian girl and would do no such thing.  I was happy she realized I was joking and told her I wasn't sure what she would even say, but it would be hot if she sent him something, anything.

So she sent him a basic hello, how are you doing, and that was it.  She asked if she should invite him to dinner, and I said it was a little shady to do that in a Linkedin text, and that to use her best judgement. It wasn't even hot that she contacted him but I felt it would be in the morning or at some point soon the following day. 

She asked me if I was excited about it and I said yes, it's oddly arousing.

"Are you going to be weird and jealous if he fucks me?" she blurted out.

I told her I don't think so, and on a whim I told her that I actually thought we should get back together, which she questioned but ultimately agreed after I reassured her.

She informed me, as we lay in bed, that if she was going to be with him, she would be fully with him, and that there's no telling what the two of them might get up to.  

"You won't be able to control what happens", she told me straightforward, her concern that she wouldn't be free to engage him however she (and he) wanted clearly looming large for her.

I told her I understood and she followed up by telling me I'd be her "one-man audience" and it's very possible she'd forget all about me in the room while she and ______ did their thing.  The nickname stuck by the way.

I picked up on the fact that she was more so teasing me at this point, and I followed up by asking if she'd let him cum inside of her.

"I imagine he'll cum wherever he wants", was her answer accompanied by her goto grin, which made me feel more than a little jealous.

Two weeks later he hadn't replied and I figured he simply didn't use his page much if at all. Myself I don't use mine ever.

Three weeks later and she told me the dream was over, and that he probably wasn't going to contact her which I already knew.

I apologized and she quickly told me no need, she could always get "Dave over here", her black friend from work she had known for 10+ years.  The two of them were personal friends first, before he started working with her.  They had never hooked up but she was attracted to him and would be willing to send him a text or even call him.

I asked what she would say and she blurted out matter-of-factly "Probably the truth.  There's no other way to make it work".  

"What is the truth you would tell him?" I responded.

"That my boyfriend is a voyeur and wants to watch me get fucked by another man", she answered in earnest, and it was clear she wasn't teasing me. 

I told her let's think on it for a few days rather than send that text right now and she agreed. The prospect still aroused me but a friend of 10 years is a very different beast than the bartender giving her a good time and then leaving.  Plus I had met Dave, spoke with him on multiple occasions, and wasn't super excited about compromising my social interactions with him in that manner.  In short, I wasn't crazy about her suggestion.

[zorro]

Welcome to the foray. It's a process, and the process doesn't necesssarily always lead to HW. Be true to yourself, communicate honestly and compassionately, and learn more about all your feelings around this. You are aware you have both positive and negative emotions about sharing her. Note them and ask yourself what those feelings are about.

The foray becomes a self-journey.

[joel68]

Looking forward to the next part.

[venus-can99]

Very interesting start… love the way you describe your jealousy flaring up. Looking forward to the next parts.
I do have a question- are you and Kelley officially together or is it more of a fwb situation?

[Geev]

Hi Venus. I don't want to give away the ending of the story but I can confirm that Kelley and I are still together since a short while before discussing her and the bartender sleeping together, which was a little under a year ago.

[Geev]

Pt 5

A week or so rolled around before we discussed it, and I again said I wasn't sure.  She wasn't either.

I was of course hot and bothered to be discussing this with her at this point, but also trying to be judicious. 

"Do you have any other guy friends you might call?" I asked, going out on a limb but not too worried about her getting offended.  She was not one to be uncomfortable in her own skin too often, and she was clearly interested in our endeavor.

She gave me an exaggerated look of skepticism and told me no, Dave was the only one.

I didn't bother even suggesting we would meet someone she might be "bedroom compatible" with.  As an introvert it's not something she would have ever gone for.  

So I had the option of watching my sexy red head bbw girlfriend get plowed by her black friend of 10 years, or we could continue just talking about it and occasionally having her flirt with some random guy out in the world that would lead nowhere.

The dynamics at this point were pretty good between us.  She would tease me about being a voyeur pretty regularly, but it was also a chance to talk about a kink that I was very into.  I didn't mind.

"Why don't you feel him out?  Let him know as little as possible while still actually floating the idea that you and I both want you to sleep with him?" I told her.

To my surprise she immediately pulled out her phone and started dialing. I was about to ask what she was doing when she began talking.

"Hey Dave."

"Crazy question.  Don't judge me if it sounds strange, but Jason and I were looking to mix things up in the bedroom and long story short we were wondering if you'd like to come over and have sex with me sometime."

I could hear his incredulous "seriously??" through her phone as I was experiencing heavy butterflies and the blood running out of my face and seemingly everywhere else too.

"I'm completely serious", was all she said as she nervously put her finger in her somewhat smiling mouth and pulled on her lower lip.

"Just me and you?" he asked.

"Just us.  He might want to watch a little."

"Yes I'm in.  Just tell me when."

"How about tonight.  Let's go for dinner first."

He agreed and hung up.

"Looks like I'm getting laid tonight", she calmly told me with a big smile.

I acknowledged her comment and she didn't hesitate to start teasing.

I was mortified but not about to change my mind.

"Are you excited?" I asked her.

"Looks like your hot girlfriend is going to be getting some black dick later.  If you're not ready for that you might want to head out for a while."

"I think I'll be sticking around" was all I could muster with an attempt at a smile as she was still grinning and clearly loving every second of it.

"Good.  Me too.  I'm curious to see how big he is".

She put her hand on the crotch of my pants to find I was hard, then got up and went to her room, telling me she was going to shower and get ready and I should too.

I felt the sting of her already comparing me to him sexually, and it was no small matter (no pun intended).

An hour later I get a text from her, telling me we're going to be visiting the same restaurant that started all this and we'd be leaving soon.

Shortly after that she walked out of her bedroom in a tight blue dress with heels, full makeup and hair done as well.  She looked amazing and I told her as much.

"I want to look nice for my stud", was all she said and smiled.

I realized she was loving this.

And with that we were off.  It was a 10 minute drive and we didn't discuss much, although I did ask her if she had ever slept with a black guy, and she said yes, she had a black boyfriend years ago when she was younger, and he was good in bed.

[joel68]

Cool. Keep going!

[venus-can99]

Thanks for the update and taking us along for a ride in your interesting journey

[Geev]

Pt 6

We parked in the parking deck and walked over to the restaurant, meeting Dave outside.  He took the lead and kissed Kelley on the lips as we met. She gave him a big smile and an intimate "hi", and we walked inside.  I was taken with her beauty and sophistication as he put his hand on her back and walked her in,  and I started feeling the pangs of jealousy.  The question "what have I done?" came up in my inner voice more than once, but I was not going to back down now. It had been months since they had seen each other, and the first half hour was basically them catching up.  Our sexual kink was not mentioned at all.  Thankfully I was included more in the convo after they were done catching up.  Dave asked me what kind of things Kelley and I would do to stay busy and I told him.

We had appetizers and entrees, then a second round of drinks after that.  It was close to 2 hours before we left.  We drove to our place in our respective cars.  As we walked into the house under the night sky it occurred to me that my girlfriend, looking prettier than I had ever seen, the only girl I had dated over the last 2+ years mind you, was going to happily give herself to another man while I watched. I was not feeling particularly manly at that point.

She walked in first, then him, with me last.  He grabbed her and turned her around as soon as we were inside and kissed her, with me stuck by the door and no way to get around. After 30 seconds of passionate kissing she told him they should let me walk by, and I did as she moved a few steps toward her bedroom and they continued kissing. I watched her pink nails on his cheek as her tongue darted into his mouth again and again. She took his hand and led him into her room, turning and telling him "C'mon, I want to suck your dick" with a smile. They disappeared in and I was not invited. The room makes a hard right turn after about a 5 foot walk from the living room.  With the door open I could typically see the top half of the bed if I moved to the front door side of the living room, but in this case I could see nothing although I did hear his belt get unbuckled followed by him moaning slightly. Despite the jealousy and humiliation, the idea of his cock in her mouth got me hard. I wanted to step into the doorway to observe but felt like I might be intruding and decided not to.

Kelley is very skilled in the bedroom and the idea of her capable fingers and mouth being used on Dave got me very aroused.  I heard him say he wanted to get her dress off and I whipped out my phone and started recording a voice memo, still unable to see anything but wondering if maybe I could pick up some hot dirty talk.  After a few more minutes of being unsure exactly what they were doing, I heard her ask him if he wanted a drink.  He said yes and she called to me to bring him a beer and a water for her. 

I figured right away that she was probably giving me an excuse to come into the room and see her with him, but I was unprepared for what I would see.  I entered with both drinks to find both completely naked and her sitting on the end of the bed sucking his cock passionately.  The lights were all on so I got a very good view. He was clearly a few inches bigger than me and a bit thicker too, and she was moving her mouth up and down his shaft with a purpose. I was a deer frozen in headlights but still conscious enough to wonder how long I might be able to stand there watching. Neither one acknowledged me but she did lift up his cock and begin servicing his balls with her mouth, again clearly with a purpose, 100% focused on her stud.  After a minute of that she went back to sucking him.  She and I had never partaken of that position and it was an awesome thing to behold.

He asked her if she was ready and with a laugh she said yes, she was dripping wet.  By contrast I typically had to spend a good 20 minutes with fingers and mouth to get her that way.  He simply turned her around and she bent over on the bed.  He fingered her pussy a few times to his satisfaction, then pressed his dick up against her love opening. 

"Go slow.  You're bigger than he is and I'm tight", she told him.  Still neither one looked at me.

She gasped in some kind of awe a minute later as he slowly put himself all the way in. She told him to fuck her slow, and at this point I was ready to blow.  I put my hand on the outside of my pants and rubbed myself for a few seconds before cumming in my boxers as he started thrusting her gently.  Completely blasted back to reality (pun intended) I started feeling very much like a third wheel.  I could still appreciate the spectacle of Dave taking my girlfriend from behind, his slow strokes clearly filling her with each in and out, and her loving every second of it, but I still couldn't help but get up and walk out.  Out of the corner of my eye I was sure I saw her smiling, and felt like she knew I came in my pants and was now doing a walk of shame.  

I went to the bathroom to clean myself and then to the bedroom to change drawers. It was maybe 5 minutes later and I could still hear them going at it as I sat on the living room sofa to give a listen.  I could hear them saying something but wasn't sure what.  It became clear that they were changing position because I could now see her head at the headboard and I understood they were switching to missionary.  Another 10 minutes and he was still going and she was clearly getting ready to cum. Her moans and choppy breathing were nothing new to me, but she was doing much more that I can't even summon the words for. There was screaming and this low guttural moaning that clearly indicated she was in another place entirely. He was rocking her world. Another 5 minutes and I was thinking I was ready to go back in again and watch some more when Kelley started orgasming. I raced to the door, her legs up on his shoulders and her holding her body as it shook in climax, eyes closed and moaning. She would tell me later it was the best orgasm she ever had but I more or less sensed that anyway.  

She was unresponsive, still shaking, and Dave was holding steady on his knees.  I wasn't able to see it firsthand but I knew he was inside of her because when he would move a little she would squeal and laugh.  I felt like it was a good time to again duck out, lest Dave turn to me and then have an awkward moment.

After a while he was clearly getting back to the task of fucking her.  Another few minutes and I stuck my head in, knowing I would now be angled to where Dave would have to turn his head at least 90 degrees to the door to see me clearly, and that probably wasn't happening as he was giving it to Kelley slowly, but building speed. I was in pure heaven at this point.  My earlier shame completely overcome by finally seeing something I had been fantasizing about for months. I was beside myself with happiness, feeling like a cuck as my girl chose another more potent and capable male to take to the bedroom, and getting off on it thoroughly and completely.

She had another orgasm as he started picking up speed, this one taking place quicker but nonetheless powerful.

He moved off his knees and crawled up her body as she cradled his head and they began kissing, him still thrusting her fairly rapidly with her legs spread open.

Again hard to explain the feelings that overcame me watching my beautiful girlfriend in the throes of passion with another man a few feet away from me. His thrusts were powerful and she marked each one with a gasp and movement of her whole body. He was clearly fucking her better and more completely than I ever had.

He ended up cumming in her with a good bit of moaning and grunting, and she seemed energized by the act of taking his seed. I was hoping to see some spill out of her but he stayed on top of her and there was no such view available.

I slipped out of the room and back to the living room sofa, deciding my bedroom would be too far of a retreat.

[Geev]

Well that's the story of my g/f's first introduction with hotwifing. Dave has been a fixture in our lives ever since and the two of them have had many encounters since then, many of which I was present for. All three of us enjoy it from our different perspectives. Kelley in particular has really come alive since the first time. She was in a bit of a rut, some minor medical issues, some depression. Since then she's lost weight, living a much healthier life and enjoying herself and her time with Dave quite a bit.

[Cuckcuckgoose1]

Thanks for sharing your story. Have you discussed Kelley getting with anyone else besides Dave?

[Midnight Joker]

Just saw your thread, thanks for sharing a great detailed post. How is your sexual relationship with her? Pussy free, threesomes, sloppy seconds/cleanup, or just watching?

[Iamcurious22]

Great thread- thanks for sharing. Hope it works out well for all. Please update

[Geev]

-Kelley is quite content with Dave and has no interest in finding someone else. We have joked that if he for some reason moves out of town that she would need to quickly procure a new stud to service her. In her words "probably another black guy". But for right now he is exactly what she needs and neither of us are looking for anything more.

Midnight, I still get girlfriend sex with her but her real sexual fulfillment comes with Dave. She's been very open about this and frankly it's hard to be offended or surprised considering how good their chemistry is together. I am at peace with it. I still see them together quite a bit, either when she calls me into the room to supply drinks or some music on the bluetooth speaker (I'll typically walk in and start my task as sound man while they're in some state of foreplay), or because they're out in the living room, the kitchen, outside on the back deck at night, and once in a blue moon I'll find them in my room on my bed going at it too.

I'm not into any cleanup. She has me go down on her after being with Dave from time to time, advising me that his stuff is all deep inside and that I should get to the task of licking her because she wants to experience it. She has also taught me how to use her sex toys on her, which I've gotten decent at but not as good as she does it. I think the managerial part of her enjoys the power trip. And I of course have fun with it too.

No threesomes ever. It would be like a high school basketballer trying to play a pickup game with the pros. They're simply out of my league.

I've asked her if I could eat her out to get her ready for him but she says no. Dave time is Dave time, and the most I'll ever get during that is to watch.

[BallSpanking]

If Dave suggested it, might she be up for Dave+1?

[Geev]

He did ask her if she wanted a threesome with another girl at one point. She said thanks but no thanks. As for another guy, I don't think either of them has any interest and neither do I.