MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  I excitedly asked her to go on. She smiled, pleased that I was so eager. She repeated that after their talk with each other that night they both stuck to the plan of being "just friends.” Everything became normal again and she was actually having fun that way. She enjoyed still being a little bit of a tease with him and he seemed to enjoy that too. But they never pushed things. In her mind she still had the same feelings and desires but they had agreed it just couldn't happen. Well, it wasn't much longer till I came forward with my dream and then fantasies. She was at first scared like she admitted earlier but soon she realized that I was for real about everything. She had a lot of different thoughts and feelings she said. Most were the typical fears and stuff like you would imagine. But still, deep in the back of her mind she was thinking "what if."

  Then, on their last dance night, they went out to dinner after. She admits now she sort of embellished some of that story that night for my benefit. But the truth is they went to dinner, she had a few glasses of wine at dinner and was already feeling good. She got a text message from a girlfriend saying they were at the bar down the street and invited her and Darryl to come over after. He couldn't go because he had to be up very early for work. She teased him about being a party pooper. So after dinner he took her to the bar to drop her off with her friends. Like I said, she was feeling pretty good already and had these different emotions and thoughts running through her head from everything with me and the alcohol proved to be enough to cross the line they had put up for themselves. She said she was probably being a little more of a flirt than normal that night. She felt like I would be okay with it, with her doing anything. Well, I interrupted her at that point and told her she was right and that was true, alcohol-fueled thoughts or not, she was right – I do love her enough to permit her anything. She smiled at me and put her hand on my leg while I drove. She continued to rub my leg while she spoke.

  She said she really wanted him to go in with her and hang out some more. With everything happening up to that point she was feeling very sexy and enjoyed having a target for her affections and flirting. He said he really couldn't. He had to drive 150 miles the next morning and had to get a little rest. They sat in his truck for a while talking. She kept teasing him about being a party pooper and not wanting her to have a good time. She thinks he knew she was just teasing him and probably felt the difference in the way she was acting. After about ten minutes of sitting there and playfully teasing him she said she needed to go in and let him "go get his rest." He kept telling her he was sorry and she faked a little pout and acted like she didn't care – like a real girlfriend would. And I'm obviously hard as a rock hearing all this, as you can imagine.

  So she says she'll go. He reached over and stopped her from getting out. She playfully looked at him, acting mad.

  “Don’t be mad, okay?” he said.

  “I’m not.”

  She had turned to face him, and he sort of pulled her by the arm over to him, bringing her closer. At this point she says she kind of done with the act and they shared a more serious look. She said she felt that same spark again like she described before. Darryl leaned over and kissed her briefly on the lips.

  She smiled at him. "You think that makes it all better now?"

  He smiled seeing she wasn't really mad. She’d put her hand on his chest, sort of lightly pushing him away but not really. He leaned in again and this time she fully kissed him back. As things do they flowed naturally into a real kiss, a real passionate kiss that lasted a couple of minutes.

  I was so turned on hearing this that I felt like pulling over and whipping my dick out right there, but I didn’t. She had continued rubbing my leg during this whole confession, higher and higher so she was almost rubbing me on my crotch, but just precious inches away still.

  “How was the kiss?” I asked.

  She gave me this wicked little grin. "Great!"

  “Did you want to go further?”

  “I did...big time!”

  “Why didn’t you just go home with him then?”

  Samantha said she still hadn't made up her mind at that point if she was going to, and besides, her friends were inside waiting. It just wasn’t the right moment. “But it was close,” she said. “Very close.” She asked if I liked hearing all this and I said what do you think. She playfully rubbed over my crotch for just a second. “Yeah, I think he likes it,” she said, then giggled. We continued talking more but got away from the sexual tone for a while. My mind was racing with everything. Turned on beyond belief!

  We did end up in bed pretty soon after getting home and had very hot and steamy sex again. I won't do the whole play by play again but it was fun and hot. There was no Darryl talk this time but the lingering effects of her story occupied my brain the whole time. This is just such a naturally sexy woman, in body and mind. She seems to really know how to excite me and push all my buttons.

  Now there is one last thing that happened and that was while we were "pillow talking" again. The conversation turned to her “friend that knows" again, and I finally convinced her to tell who it is. I promised to never say anything or act any differently towards her. She finally caved in and told me who it was. I wasn't really shocked by hearing who it was because previous stories of this girl and her exploits fit the mold perfectly. I’d already wondered if it was her and I told her that. Anyway, while talking about it again I asked her for more detail on the conversations they’d had. She knew I was fishing for "erotic" type details here, I'm sure. Well, she gave me just what I was wanting. She told me about one time when her friend had been saying she should just go out with him and see if there was anything to all this. She kept saying she couldn't and all that. Her friend finally said, "Well then if you don't want him, maybe I'll go out with him." Samantha says she playfully said to her friend, "Back off bitch, he's all mine!" She said it was all fun and silly and no real meaning with any of it. I believe her but still, that fucking turned me on so much. And I admitted it to her. Her expressing her lust for him to someone else, someone other than me and being possessive acting about him… WOW, that was big stuff! She said I was so funny admitting that, but I think she enjoyed hearing it from me. She knows how to tease.

  Then Sunday proved to be very exciting for me. Darryl had invited us to a neighbor’s party and we dressed up for it. Samantha came home looking insanely hot. Well, maybe just hot – she turned it up to insanely hot after she got ready for our get-together. She’d told me she was going back to blonde but she ended up more like “bronde” – a mix between the two colors but blonde being the more highlighted one. Very sexy, in my opinion. A sexy new style and cut, too – the girl knows how to turn heads.

  I was ready when she got home so all I had to do was sit and wait. It turned out to be very fun because I hung out with her, watched her prepare and chatted a little about things. I still get a little nervous bringing things up when it's a non-sexual atmosphere . I'm not sure why because she hasn't given me any reason to feel nervous or anxious but I still feel it. It's like in the back of my mind I feel I'm gonna say the wrong thing, come off perverted or freak her out or something. She still doesn't know all my kinky little thoughts or fantasies. And to be honest she might never know them all. Some I'm not even comfortable with so.

  But anyway I watched her get ready and chatted about her day. I’ve always found it fascinating watching a woman get dolled up. They are such experts at it. All this stuff that looks like it would be so hard to do they can do with their eyes shut. And Samantha is so good at it, so effort-free that it's sexy just watching her go through the routine. At one point I sort of slyly hinted around about her flirting with him tonight.

  She smiled. “I have to be careful with that. I don’t want to do too much publicly and start people talking.” I joked that it wouldn't bother me if people wondered that. She got kind of serious and said, "Listen, baby, we need to be careful with this." She went on to explain that if she goes through with this, it would need to be kept completely secret and no one
could know. I was nodding I understood, though for some reason I felt a little disappointed. “For this to work, it would need to be like an affair. Darryl should think you don’t know about any of it.” She said it would be awkward with me knowing. "I mean, how in the world would that even work?"

  I knew she was right and told her that I agreed and understood. She’s right after all. Fantasies are one thing but in reality, with the circumstances of this particular threesome, how could it work if he knew that I knew? I myself can't even picture a real, working balance with all this. I've had the kinky fantasies with us all knowing and being out in the open with it. But that's just fantasy. In reality, though, he's my boss and he's not some dominating bull or anything. He's a normal man with fairly normal interests, as far as I know. I can't see him being okay with the whole concept. But regardless, that's how Samantha wants it and I am backing her up, however it pleases her. It's her deal, really. I get to enjoy it but it's not my affair and I understand her feelings.

  So after getting that out in the open and in agreement, she lightened the mood a little. She teased me about not being able to wait to see him. “I missed our Thursday date. I’m really eager to be around him tonight.” It got me Hard! She was clearly teasing and only humoring me. This was very light hearted and non-serious. She was just feeding me what she knows I wanted to hear. I love her so much.

  When she was done the finished product was, like I said, insanely hot. “Bronde” hair, sexy and seductive make-up, a hot little blue jean mini-skirt with an off-the-shoulder sexy little blouse – she looked deliciously sexy and she knew it. Something I personally find very attractive about her is her self-confidence and self-awareness of her own hotness. She isn't in your face with it but it's very clear she knows she turns heads and she likes that. I like her a little cocky!

  We drove over to my boss’s house and walked over to the neighbor’s party. I was still excited to see them together and interacting in any way, shape or form, but I wasn't as excited as I’d been earlier. Her comment about having to be careful and not wanting to expose anything had me thinking the show may be G-rated. I was hoping for PG-13 but I understood her reasoning. It was the smart move in the real world. We got there and everything was as expected, merely friendly behavior between them. I did watch her closely at one point, though, and as much as she may have wanted to hide anything, she couldn't completely. They were standing in a group talking. Darryl was talking and she stood beside him and the way she was looking at him, seeming to hang on his every word and so entertained with what he was saying, you could just tell. I mean, if you were in the know, you could tell. She is clearly very attracted to him and it showed in that moment. Other than that, though, there was nothing at all worth mentioning.

  The party was pretty large. Much larger than I’d been told it would be. There were neighbors, including a lot of kids and relatives, and a couple of other couples from the street. It was a large group of people. It was fun but it got annoying after a while with all the kids running around playing, getting into everything. They have a big beautiful pool and invited us to swim but we hadn't planned on that and didn't bring bathing suits. Most all the adults just ate and drank and the kids swam, so it was just as well I guess.

  As I was the designated driver that night, Samantha was free to drink as much as she wanted. Which really wasn't much but she was feeling good and had several wine coolers and a mixed drink. I just had one beer myself which is probably why all the screaming kids were able to get on my nerves so badly. About 9 o'clock Darryl had to run to his house to take an important business call. They live right next door so it's only a short walk through backyards to get there. Samantha and I were sitting in a small group of people talking when she said she was going to Darryl’s house to smoke a cigarette. The neighbor lady who likes Samantha so much said don't worry you can smoke here. Samantha sort of gestured to the kids sitting around like she didn't want to in front of them. The lady told her not to worry about it. Samantha then claimed that she’d left her purse over at Darryl's and had to go there, anyway. Now as you can probably imagine I'm feeling excited and thinking some erotic-type thoughts all this time. Hearing all this and seeing how Samantha was acting – almost blatant in my eyes - was extremely sexy to me. Samantha was going to Darryl's house, everyone else be damned!

  So with no further road blocks thrown up, Samantha told me she'd be right back and smiled. She actually gave sort of a wicked little grin when I smiled back. I'm sure she knew what I was thinking (or rather, hoping). So she marched right over to Darryl's house, leaving me with the mundane conversations and my thoughts of what was going on behind the scenes. Without being too obvious, I checked my watch when no one was looking. Samantha stayed gone for 35 minutes! That's a long cigarette, huh?

  Okay, so she comes back, looking a little flushed in my opinion. Others probably would never notice but I know her well. She was showing signs that she was turned on or had recently been turned on, no doubt about it. Later on I’d find out how right I was. He came back about fifteen minutes after she did, being very discreet and sly about things. The old dog!

  We hung out another hour or so and excused ourselves, thanking our host for a good time. Samantha hugged Darryl in a very professional employee-type of way when we left. She's quite the little actress when she wants to be. Knowing what I know, and knowing how hot for him she really is, you'd never have thought anything seeing that hug. Of course, I guess it's worth mentioning how freaking turned on I was for the rest of that party. I'm mindlessly nodding and answering questions and what not, but all I'm thinking is "what did they do." I wanted to hear it from her mouth and I couldn't wait to hear it. Honestly, I wasn't expecting to hear they had sex. I know you can easily have sex in 35 minutes but that wasn't her style and I didn't feel that's how she wanted their first time to be. I knew something happened, though. No doubt some kissing, probably heavy based on how she looked when she returned. But could more have happened? I had to know.

  As cool as I would have liked to play it, I couldn't. As soon as my car hit the road I smiled and looked at her. "You got to tell me now!"

  She started laughing so hard. It really caught her off guard I think and she couldn't help but busting out laughing. After she quit laughing she played it up a little, ever the little tease. "Tell you what baby? What do you mean?" All the while giving me that sexy little teasing smile that lets me know she knows everything. She kept me hanging a few minutes but finally gave in. She was so hot. I wish I could do her justice writing out how well she pushes my buttons and teases. She's a master at it.

  She told me that she went over to Darryl's house and walked in his back door. She obviously really wasn't going for a cigarette but kept with appearances (just in case) and went and got her purse in the living room. He was sitting in there on the phone when she walked in. She said his eyes got big when she walked in, really catching him by surprise with her appearance. He raised his eyebrows, as if to ask what’s up. She just picked up her purse and made a cigarette to mouth gesture to let him know. He told her he'd be there in just a minute. So she walked out on his patio and lit her cigarette.

  A few minutes later Darryl walked out on the patio, smiling, and asked if she was having a good time. She told him she was and they proceeded to make small talk. She says she asked him how he liked her new hairdo in a flirtatious way. He told her it looked really sexy and he liked it a lot.

  I interrupted. “Did he really say it was sexy?”

  “Yeah. Why, it isn't sexy?"

  I laughed and said I'm sorry, that's not how I meant it. I just wanted to know if he used those exact words. She smiled and told me yes. So she continued. She said they stood across from each chatting for several minutes and she was being especially flirty. After she finished her cigarette they walked inside because she said she wanted some water.

  As soon as she turned around from the fridge, water bottle in hand, he was on her. He planted a kiss right on her lips as soon as she turned around. Af
ter the kiss broke she said she was a little shocked acting but smiled at him and said she knew she must taste horrible since she just smoked. He put his arms around her and pulled her close saying he didn't care and he kissed her again, this time much harder and forcefully. Before long they were french kissing. I was actually finding it very hard to concentrate and drive. It's kind of a surreal feeling listening to your wife, the love of your life describe making out with another man while you try to do an everyday task like driving a car.

  Samantha said they continued kissing for a long time. He ended up spinning her around away from the refrigerator and pressed her up against the counter top.

  “What were you doing besides kissing? Where were your hands?”

  She giggled. “Hanging on!”

  “Where were his hands?”

  She reached over, sliding her hand up my leg to my crotch, feeling I was straining hard against my shorts. She giggled. “Where do you think they were?”

  "All over you?"

  She laughed. "Yeah, pretty much."

  I let out a low moan upon hearing that. I felt that I could easily cum in my pants with little more help. She was lightly rubbing me through my pants, sliding her hand softly back and forth. Not pressing in or squeezing or anything, just a light grazing over. I softly pleaded for more information.

  My wife said Darryl had reached up and was squeezing her breast hard through her blouse. She admitted without being asked that she was extremely turned on, saying this was the farthest they had ever gone and it excited her big time. I let out another involuntary low moan. I was so close to cumming. She removed her hand, perhaps sensing I was about to make a big mess.

  She sat back in her seat though and sort of turned her body facing towards me. “Do you want to know more?”

  I desperately needed to hear more. At that moment, it was all I cared about. “Yes, please," I answered quietly.

  She leaned back and I snuck a quick look over off the road. She was clearly enjoying tormenting me in her little way. She looked very sexual in that moment, like she was very turned on reliving this encounter for me. She asked if it would turn me on hearing that he touched her down there (she looked down between her parted legs where I could clearly see her panties).