I've been happily married for 11 years to what I consider my soul mate. When we first met, we were both sexually adventurous and crazy as a dating couple; threesomes, swapping, kink, you name it, we did it. Then when we tied the knot and started a family, things settled down, which was fine. My wife's libido for sexual wildness disappeared, partly I assume because of the baby and a new chapter in our life. I didn't mind, because in truth, I too was a little burnt out by all of it, and also had changed a bit. I was enjoying growing my business and raising a family, and there was no time (literally) for anything but family and work.
About 2 years ago, I suggested to my wife that we get a babysitter and go to a popular Latin themed night club for dancing and drink without the kids. My wife loves to dance ménage and Salsa and I'm terrible at it. In our younger years, I never had an issue with her dancing with other guys, and this evening it was no different. She started dancing with a younger Latin guy and seemed to be having a great time. All of us were consuming a lot of liquor, and during one point I saw her dance partner grab her *** during the dance. She removed his hand and backed away. He made some apologetic gesture and they continued dancing again. After they were done she walked over to me, laughing that "he was getting a little out of control", in which I replied, "don't worry about it, he's young and horny and you're gorgeous, so what do you expect?" She looked back at me and admitted that was a hunk and that she was having a great time. I then blurted out that I was really getting turned on by watching her dance with him and that I thought it was hot that he as groping her. She grabbed me and gave me a long wet kiss and asked if I really didn't mind.
The next dance set, she was making out him, grinding, getting her *** groped, and I was almost cumming in my pants. By 1:30 am we were all trashed and in a drunken state, with her dance partner standing there with us, I asked her if she wanted to sleep with him, although I used a different expletive. The next thing I know, I was buying condoms at the 24 hr CVS, and then checking us into a Red Roof Inn. I sat in a corner and watched my wonderful and beautiful wife get thoroughly "you know what" for about an hour strait. I did not participate. I asked him to leave when they were through. I felt such an incredible charge and I felt renewed as a person, which seemed strange to me. Here my wife was with another guy, and I felt like a teenage again. My wife was pretty trashed, and passed out on the way home.
The next morning we talked about and my wife laughed it off, saying it was pretty much a blur. A week later she admitted that it wasn't that much of a blur and that she really enjoyed herself. We had great sex and would talk about it frequently while in bed.
Since then, she has taken a lover that she sees once or twice a month. Sometimes I'm present, sometimes I am not. Regardless, we both really get our rocks of by this lifestyle.
I do have moments of worry though, wondering if her sexual relationship will turn into anything more than sex. She promises no, and claims that it's strictly sexual. He's much younger (early 20s), ethnic (not that it matters) and she says that it's all about the bedroom; his youth, stamina and physique.
I do enjoy seeing and knowing my wife is having incredible sex with this guy. Am I crazy? Are we both crazy? LOL...
2006-08-14
05:08:11
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