A New Man in Our Marriage Ch. 02

(Attention: This is a cuckold story. It is about a wife pursuing a relationship with another man. If you don't like these kinds of stories, don't bother reading. It is not meant for you.)

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SHELLY

Sunday morning, my husband served me breakfast in bed. Poached eggs on toast, slices of tomato and a wedge of cantaloupe.

He knows I like a healthy diet. He knows how to make me happy.

But now a new man in my life — in our lives — is complicating things.

He is the proverbial elephant in the room.

Last night was emotional. Groundbreaking. My new friend Drew had asked me out on a date. When I told Bill, he got upset.

Bill knows I have been hanging out with Drew at our condo complex pool, that he has been pursuing me and that I am attracted to him.

Bill has said my developing friendship made him extremely jealous, but it also aroused him, turned him on in a way he had never experienced. And he kind of encouraged what seemed to be an escalating flirtation between Drew and me.

Our friends — Jess and Matt — have an open marriage and have more or less tried to set me up with Drew.

This morning, it seems like we are kind of talking around what's happening in our lives without dealing with it directly.

"How are you feeling, Baby?" he asked as he woke me to give me the breakfast he made.

"I'm good, I think. Maybe a little nervous."

"Me too," he says. "I don't want to lose you."

"That is not going to happen. I love you."

Bill and I both come from conservative, church-going backgrounds in the midwest.

My parents never really talked about sex. My Dad was a bank teller. My Mom was a seamstress. I was an only child.

I was brought up to think it was sinful to be sexual. Sex was supposed to be reserved for procreation. Pleasure was not supposed to be part of the equation.

Bill's parents were not quite as prudish. His Dad was a mailman. His Mom a Homemaker. He has two brothers, both younger.

When it came to sex, Bill and I were both pretty inexperienced when we met in college.

By that time, I had had sex with one other guy. But he was a brutish asshole who called me names, treated me like shit and caused me to think all men are monsters.

Bill said he had been with a couple of other girls, but they didn't really have the same interests. He said he didn't have a lot of success with them in bed.

When we got together, everything just kind of fell into place. We both like theater, travel, active sports. He was so sensitive and thoughtful and responsive to my needs. Sex was exciting, adventurous and fulfilling.

But now we seem to have embarked on a new adventure that is both exciting and scary.

Now that Drew has entered our lives, our sex has become explosive.

The role-playing, with Bill pretending he is Drew having sex with me, and me fantasizing I am making love to Drew has turned our sex lives into a roller coaster of passion, fear, excitement — and incredible orgasms.

Again, Bill says he's jealous about my friendship with Drew, but he gets hard thinking about it.

He is hard right now as he takes off his boxers and crawls into bed with me. He kisses me. We start making out as he reaches under my shortie nightie and fondles my boobs. Then he kisses them, starts tonguing and sucking my nipples.

He knows how to get me going.

I'm stroking his dick. He's hard. Really hard.

I bend down and take him into my mouth. I love his hard dick.

His hands are on my ass. He fingers in my pussy. Then he moves down to taste me. We are 69ing. His tongue plunging into my pussy, thrashing up and down, sideways, teasing her. Then he sucks my clit. It feels so good.

"I love this pussy baby," he says. He kisses my girl and says "I don't want to lose this pussy."

"Will you still love that pussy if someone else pays her a visit? If someone else makes her happy?"

The teasing gets us both off.

"I will always love this pussy," he says. "I will always love you."

Soon we are fucking wildly. He yells out as he fills me. I don't quite get there.

I tell him "It's okay, it was still good. "

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Later that afternoon at the pool — the social center of our condo complex — Bill and a bunch of other guys are playing water volleyball as I sunbathe, seated next to Jessica and Matt.

She is excited to hear Drew has asked me out and Bill has reluctantly agreed I can go. She says her boyfriend, Derek, told her Drew wants to make me his woman.

I had to laugh at that.

I tell her, "You can tell Derek to tell Drew, I am my own woman."

Sooooo! How are things going with you and Drew," she says. "Seems like you two are getting pretty chummy."

"Well, he is fun and smart and sexy. I like him. But I do have to put on the brakes sometimes."

"I don't want to hear about the brakes," she says. "Have the two of you had sex yet?"

"Ha! Oh my gosh! No, no, no!"

"But you are itching to have sex with Drew, and you know it. We both know it, so don't bother denying it," she says.

I looked over at Matt on the other side of Jess, and noticed he was trying to listen in. I looked at her and just shook my head.

She turned to Matt. "Baby, Shelly and I are trying to have some girl talk. Could you give us a few minutes?"

"Oh, of course," he said and he got up and headed for the pool to join the volleyball game.

"Well, what about the sex?" she said

"I don't know. I just don't think we can do what you and Matt are doing."

"Oh my God, come on! You're going on a date with the guy. You've told me you and Bill are having the best sex ever since Drew has entered the picture. I think Bill has the same kink as Matt. Let me tell you, we have incredible sex now — almost as good as the sex I have with Derek. But nothing could be that good!"

"What were you saying about me?" It was Derek who walked up behind us with Drew.

"Oh, hey Baby! I was just telling Shelly that you have trouble getting me sexually aroused!" Jess said with a smirk.

"Yeah right, like that's ever been a problem," he says as he bends down kisses her on the lips and caresses her butt, which is barely covered in a very high-cut bikini bottom.

She chuckles, as Matt walks up to grab a towel from the chair he was Lounging on next to Jess.

The two men exchange greetings as Drew comes over to me and bends down to kiss me on the cheek.

Derek asks Matt, "Were you're sitting here?"

"Well, I was," Matt says. "Really I was just keeping it warm for you. I want to stand in line to grill some burgers anyway. The chair is yours."

"Thanks man," Derek says.

Jessica looks at her husband and says, "Thank you Baby."

"I do what I have to do to keep my wife happy," he says.

Jess turns to me and says, "Check out Matt's swimsuit. His little bulge is bigger than usual."

I pull my legs to my chest to rub in a little more sunscreen. Drew sits on the lower part of the lounger and says "Let me take care of that for you."

And after doing my legs, he says "Turn over I'll get your back."

Dammit, this is so arousing. His hands are like heaven on my back and legs. And then he gets to my ass. I love the way he touches me there, and how he pushes his fingers under the fabric a little. And then, makes sure I am well protected up between my legs where my suit covers my soaking wet pussy. I can barely breathe.

When he's done I turn over. "Thanks Baby," I say to him.

He leans in and kisses me on the lips.

I lurch away, suddenly aware this is too much — especially in public.

"Not in public Baby," I say to him.

"Okay, okay. Now get up and rub some of that protection into my back."

BILL

"Dammit!" I missed an easy shot that could have won the point for my side.

But it's hard to concentrate as I watch my wife and her boyfriend, Drew.

I can't believe they're being so obvious here at the pool in front of our neighbors.

He was doing way more than just rubbing sunscreen on her back and legs.

She even seemed to spread her legs a little when she was on her stomach and he was doing her upper thighs and the exposed parts of her cheeks.

Jesus, it made me jealous, yet so hard watching them.

Then she pulls away when he kisses her on the lips, as if people here can't already see what's happening.

Minutes later she walks over in that skimpy bikini that has most guys here eyeballing her sexy ass.

She motions me over to the side of the pool and whispers, "Baby, Drew wants to show me the house he's building over by the lake. I'll be back in a little bit."

She walks to the gate where he's waiting for her and puts his arm around her as they leave the pool area.

I try not to react, as I notice several guys watch the couple leave, and turn to see how I'm taking it.

SHELLY

My mind and emotions are running wild as I leave with Drew. I was nervous about telling Bill I wanted to go with Drew to see his new place. I wasn't sure what he would say. I thought he might even object.

But Jess overheard Drew invite me, and they both encouraged me to just tell my husband I was going. And so I did.

I was kind of surprised that Bill didm't object or at least question me. But he did look surprised, maybe concerned. And I felt him watching me as I walked over to Drew who was waiting for me at the gate.

So as Drew drives through the beautiful countryside here outside Austin, my pussy is pulsing with excitement and my mind is playing and replaying what just happened — and what I am doing alone with this guy I have been fantasizing about.

Drew's house sits on the edge of a gorgeous lake. It is a popular recreation area where people go skiing and sailing. Some people fish from boats — often near the marshy areas on the far side of the lake.

Drew's house has lots of appeal. It is actually three stories. The first floor has a three-car garage and space for a laundry room and storage.

The second floor has the living and dining rooms along with a kitchen where workers have begun installing appliances. He says they are going to put in granite counter tops.

What's really cool is how a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows looks out on the lake. Really spectacular!

There's a bathroom off the kitchen, and kind of a grand staircase to the third floor.

He has two full baths and three bedrooms up there.

He says one will be for guests, another will be his study. And the master bedroom is huge with walk-in closets.

Again, floor-to-ceiling windows look out on the lake in all three bedrooms.

And the master bedroom windows open out to a large balcony.

"This is my favorite part," he says as he opens the sliding glass for me to step out onto the balcony.

I walk out, to the railing and scan the most gorgeous scene. The sun is almost starting to set in the distance. And it is breathtaking!

How cool would it be to have this to look at every day.

"Wow," I say, "Drew this is really amazing. Really beautiful. You are building an exquisite home."

He walks up behind me, places his arms around me in a sexy way that makes my pussy pulse with more of the moist excitement I have been feeling as he showed me around his house.

He pulls me into his body and his obvious arousal and says "I would love to share this with you, Shelly."

He puts his hands on my arms turns me around, looks into my eyes and says, "Baby it is beautiful, but it's nowhere near as beautiful as you."

His hands on my arms pull me in as he leans down and kisses me. Any resistance I might have considered melts away as I respond passionately. I reach for his face and pull him into me. Suddenly, his tongue is probing, and I am opening my mouth to him, wanting him. My mind and emotions exploding as I give into my lust and desire for him. His hands are now on my ass, and he is pulling me into his big, hard dick.

Oh God, it feels so good. He feels so good. The passion goes on for a minute or more.

But suddenly, a voice in my head cries out 'What are you doing? What about Bill? Are you really sure about this?'

I pull back and shake my head. I feel like I am dazed. He looks confused.

We stand there still embracing as I try to find my emotional balance.

"Drew," I say, "I feel this is going too fast. I am married. I love my husband dearly. He is an amazing man, an amazing husband. I'm still trying to come to terms with what's happening with us — with you and me! Please! Please try to understand!"

"Jesus, Shelly. I am trying to understand," he says. "But, I am so attracted to you. I want you so badly. And I know you are attracted me me. We have been having fun together. I thought you wanted this too."

"Oh my God! That is exactly the problem! I am totally attracted to you," I say. "I want you more than anything right now. But this scares me."

We stand there and look at each other for a moment. My hands on his chest now. His hands still on my ass.

Then he says, "Okay, still just friends, then. But sometimes friends kiss."

He leans down and we kiss again, not with open mouths, but with obvious desire and passion.

he held my hand as we walked from his house to his F-150 where he opened the passenger door for me.

On the drive back to our condo, he took my hand and placed it on his lap and his obvious arousal as he said "You have no idea what you do to me."

My God, he felt so hard and so big. I tried to lurch away.

But he held my hand there for a moment.

"Drew what are you doing?"

"I just want you to see how our friendship affects me."

I had to chuckle as he let go of my hand and I pulled it away. But then I looked at this handsome, sexy, black man and thought how lucky I am to have a friend like him.

I put my hand back on his leg and caressed his thigh for the rest of the few minutes it took to get to the condos.

When he parks at our complex, it's getting dark.

He says, "Baby, I won't be able to see you until our date Friday night. I have a job out of town all week. Just promise me, you won't back out of this. I know you will love the dance club where I want to take you."

I am surprised, I wouldn't be seeing him all week. I already knew I would miss him.

He pulls me to him and we kiss. He moves his hand down to my butt.

"I'm going to miss all of this," he whispers.

"I'm going to miss you too, Baby. And I am definitely not going to back out."

BILL

Shelly and Drew were gone for more than an hour when I call her cell. It's already getting dark.

"Where are you? Are you okay? What's going on?" I ask when she picks up.

"Hey, Bill, we just got back. Can you grab my stuff? I'll see you at home."

When I get to our condo, I see a black pickup in the street with a couple inside making out. It's too dark to see who they are.

I unlock the door, put all our stuff down in the living room and peek through the drapes to check out the couple in the truck again. That's when I see Shelly walking from the pickup to our door.

"Wow, that was quite a display the two of you put on out there," I tell her as she comes through the door.

"Oh come on Baby, it's too dark for anyone to really see anything."

"Anyway, he's going to be gone all week. We were just saying goodbye."

During the week, I notice she's doing a lot of texting.

A couple of times, I ask her, "who are you so busy talking to?"

"Oh, it's just Jess."

But, I checked her phone when she was in the bathroom once after a lot of back and forth texting, and I see it's Drew. I read one the exchanges.

"I can't stop thinking about you. I can't wait to be alone with you," he says.

"I want that too, Baby," she responds. "You know how I feel."

Jesus, this stuff is intense. I am jealous. I should be mad! But my dick is rock hard. It's turning me on too much.

Almost every night, I try to initiate sex, but she finds an excuse. She says "I'm too tired." Or "It's too late." Or "I don't feel good tonight, Baby."

It seems like she is saving herself for him.

It's one more humiliating idea that gets me hard as I think about it.

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Friday evening, I get home to find her nervous, excited and busy getting ready for her date.

She had had her hair and nails done.

She's in the bathtub when she yells for me to bring her a glass of chardonnay to settle her nerves.

When I walk in she is sitting on the edge of the tub with a razor trimming the landing strip on her pussy.

"So, you are definitely planning to have sex then, aren't you?" I ask.

"Oh come on Baby, I just want to look nice and feel fresh," she says.

A little over an hour later, the doorbell rings.

"Hey Baby, can you get that. It's probably Drew. Tell him I'll be right out," Shelly yells.

Jesus! This is awkward. I am opening the door for the guy who is taking my wife out on a date — and clearly planning, hoping, intending to fuck her.

"Hey Bill," he says.

"Drew," I say. "She said she'll be out in a minute."

He hands be a bottle of expensive wine. "I want you to have this," he says. "A way of saying thanks for letting Shelly go out dancing with me."

"Okay, thanks, I guess." I am thinking I get some wine, he gets my wife. Doesn't sound like a fair trade.

But my dick is hard as the implications of all this flash through my mind.

Then she comes out, looking incredible.

"Hey Baby," she says as she walks right up to Drew. They embrace and kiss briefly on the lips.

"Shelly, Damn, you look amazing! Smoking hot!" he says.

"I was hoping you would approve."

Approve, shit! She is making us both hard. She is wearing a tight, short skirt that emphasizes her amazing bubble butt, black fishnets and a low-cut blouse with a push up, semi-visible black lace bra that accentuates her enticing cleavage.

She turns, comes back to me. Gives me a kiss on the cheek.

"I love you. Thanks for this. Don't worry. And you don't need to wait up," she says.

And then they're gone.

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I try to read. Try to watch TV. But I am too preoccupied. All I can think about is my wife on date with this stud. Almost certainly having sex with him!

Soon, I am drinking vodka and watching porn. Interracial porn. Black studs with hot blonde wives. Wives like my wife — having wild sex.

And I am stroking. After my second orgasm my dick is getting raw.

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And then, she is waking me. I fell asleep on the couch

"What time is it?" I ask.

"A little after 5."

"Oh my God! You were out all night with him!"

"Well, we fell asleep."

"At his place? After having sex?"

"Come on Baby," she says. "I"ll tell you about it later. Lets go to bed."

I am wide awake now, noticing she looks disheveled. Her lipstick's gone. Eye makeup, smeared. Her blonde hair tussled.

In bed, I watch as she comes out of the bathroom in her short nightie after washing her face.

I pull her to me, kiss her passionately, wanting to reclaim her. She responds opening her mouth as my tongue pushes in.

My hands are caressing, searching, wanting to touch her everywhere at once.

I push up her nightie and fondle and kiss her sexy tits. My tongue teases first one nipple then the other.

"Go easy, Baby," she says, "They are a little raw."

I pull back when I notice the love bites. Hickeys on each breast. He marked her. Wanted to claim her. Maybe wanted me to know he had taken her.

She sees me looking.

"I'm sorry, Baby," she says. "I asked him not to. I didn't really realize he had done it until after."

I shake my head and then go in for more. Dammit I love her, lust for her so much — now, in a way, more than ever!

I kiss my way down to her navel, kissing, licking, loving as I go farther down.

"Baby, don't go down there," she says as she pulls her legs together.

"I want to. I need to," I tell her.

"But he came inside me, Baby. I had condoms in my purse, just in case. But everything happened so fast when we got to his place, I forgot all about them. I just wanted him inside me!"