[Timmothy]

Before I tell you about my second experience with sharing my wife with another man, I should probably give you a little background information first.

My wife and I are not in the lifestyle. If I had my choice, we would be, but my wife is a lot more conservative than I am, so we are not in the lifestyle

Now to tell you about the second time I shared my wife with another man. The second time took place on our 9th wedding anniversary. I had taken my wife out to dinner at a very nice restaurant, and after we got finished with dinner, I suggested that we go to the XXX Theater located about 20 miles from our home. On the way there, I suggested that she take off her underwear. On most normal occasions, this suggestion would have been met with disdain, but to my surprise she pulled off her dress, took her underwear off, and put her dress back on. It was a cute mid-calf length green dress that always got my blood going.

I was in heaven. My wife knew how much I wanted to see her get fucked by another man, which is something that she always poo poohed, especially after the first experience we had shortly after we were first married. When I reached down and felt her vagina, she was literally creaming like crazy, so I knew that she was aroused with the thought of what we were going to do.

When we got to the theater, we went in and sat in the back row. I was hoping that someone would come and sit by us, but that never happened. After watching the movie for about half an hour, I decided to see if could find anyone that would be willing to come sit next to us. I went into the restroom, and was standing there taking a leak when an older guy (probably 45) came in to use the urinal next to me. It took everything I had to get up the nerve to talk to him, but I finally asked him if he was there by himself. He indicated that he was, so I asked him if he would be interested in playing with my wife. I had obviously piqued his interest, so he asked me what the deal was. I told him that I had my wife here, with nothing on under her dress, and she was creaming like crazy knowing that I wanted to watch another man fuck her.

He said, “Is this on the line?” I assured him that it was, and then told him to come back into the theater in a few minutes and come sit down right next to my wife.

I went back in and sat beside my wife, and started playing with her vagina and rubbing her clit. She was really enjoying the sexual attention when the guy came in and sat down next to her. She grabbed my hand and with the other hand pulled the hem of her dress back down. She was nervous as all get out. I then went to work massaging her breast through her dress, and after about three or four minutes, she started to relax and get into my playing with her, but she kept shooting a nervous glance at the man that was sitting on the other side of her. In a little bit, I grabbed the hem of her dress and started tugging it up. She grabbed the hem and held it down, so while still tugging it up with one hand, I slipped my other hand between her legs and started playing with her clit and vagina again. She finally gave up on holding the hem of her dress down, so I raised it up enough that the man sitting next to her could see her dark bush.

He looked at me and I gave him a nod, so he took his hand and put it on my wife’s thigh. My wife went ridged at his touch, and looked right at me. She whispered to me, “Are you sure this is what you want?” I said, “Sweetheart, you know this is exactly what I want!” With that, she just closed her eyes, and let it happen. Seeing her acceptance, the other guy was emboldened enough to start sliding his hand towards my sweet wife’s honey pot. It didn’t take him long to reach her vagina, and as soon as he started playing with my wife’s vagina, she again tightened up, but didn’t make any move to resist or stop it. After he played with her clit for a little bit, she relaxed, and really started to enjoy the attention of another man. It wasn’t long and I could tell by the way she was moving her hips that was moving towards an orgasm. Just before he went over the top, she grabbed his hand, turned to me and said, “ We need to go to the car now. I need fucked and I need it now!”

We got up, and as we moved past the guy, I said, “Are you coming?” He didn’t have to be asked twice, so he jumped up and followed us. My wife had just expected that we would go out the car and I would fuck her, but when she heard me invite he to come with us, she knew exactly what was going to be happening. When we got to the car, I kissed her hard, and she whispered, “Are really sure that this is what you want?” When I reassured her that this was exactly what I wanted, she said, “Ok!”

With that I opened the car door to let her in. Now you have to understand, our car wasn’t the ideal place for her to get fucked. At the time, we had a 1974 2 door Nova. I pulled the seat up so that she could crawl into the back seat. She went in and sat on the bench seat on the far side of the car. The guy climbed in and set down beside her. I put the seat back in place and climbed into the front seat and turned so I could watch.

The guy went right to work. He reached over and unbuttoned the buttons to the front of my wife’s dress, and started playing with her breasts. In only a few minutes, he turned and started sucking on her left breast. My wife has very tender breasts, and that is one of the things that turns her on probably faster than anything else. It wasn’t long before she slouched down on the seat to give him better access to her breasts. While he was sucking on her breast, he took his hand and reached under her dress and started playing with her clit and vagina. My wife was responding to all of this, and I could tell she was coming up on a huge orgasm. The guy sensed it as well, and took the opportunity to turn my wife around in the seat, with her head leaning on the armrest, and pushed the hem of her dress up around her waist. He quickly shucked his pants and boxer shorts, and he was sporting a huge hardon. My wife took one look at his hardon and positioned her legs on either side of our guest.

He didn’t waste any time getting between her legs, he had her left perched on the back of the rear seat, and her right leg pinned up against the back of the front seat. He went right for the gold, and took the tip of his cock and found the entrance to my wife’s vagina. He gave one gentle push, and because she was so overly lubricated, he sunk all the way into my wife’s vagina, in one long stroke. As he was traveling into her, she just let out an “OOOOOh.”

With that, he started slowly stroking in and out of her vagina. After 15 or 20 strokes, he started to speed up his stoking, and soon my wife was getting royally fucked. It didn’t take much of that, and my wife started entering a huge orgasm. As soon as her vaginal muscles started contracting around his cock as he stroked in and out of her, that sent him the over the edge as well, and he made one final plunge into my wife and just held it in there as deep as he could get, and shot volley after volley of sperm into my wife. He just held it in her for about two or three minutes as he emptied every last drop of his sperm that he had, deep inside my wife as she was writing around underneath him, impaled on his cock.

He finally got off of her, sat down and pulled on his boxers and pants, thanked her, and as I opened the drivers door and pulled the seat forward so he could get out, he thanked me for letting him have one of the most fantastic fucks he had ever had. As he walked off, I jumped in to the back seat, slamming the door shut behind me, dropped my pants, and plunged into my wife’s very creamy, gooey, messy vagina. I was so worked up that I barely got my cock inside her, before I came like crazy.

I laid down on top of my wife with my cock still inside, and we both basked in the orgasmic after glow. It took about 10 minutes before we had the strength to get up. As we got up and I handed my wife a handful of Kleenexes, she said, I sure hope he had a vasectomy, because I am completely full. It was at that point that I realized I had been thinking with the wrong head. I had had a vasectomy almost a year prior to that, and contraception was not even a thought for us after that.

My wife missed her period that month, and halfway through the next month, she started having morning sickness, so we made an appointment for her to see her gynecologist. When she got back from her appointment, she told me the news that she was pregnant. Talk about mixed emotions. We anguished for weeks over what to do about this situation. We finally accepted the fact that we were going to have a baby, and when our daughter was born, she was the cutest little blond haired, blue eyed angel we’d ever seen. Our other children were boys, so this little girl got spoiled to death. She had the ability to wrap me around her little finger, and she did that often.

In hind sight, we were really thankful that the guy I found wasn’t black, or I would have had a lot of explaining to do.

To this day, her big brothers still dote on her, and she lives just a few miles from us with her husband and two of our grandchildren, both daughters. And those two little girls know how to wrap grandpa around their little fingers, just the same as their mother did.