[MazerHackem]

My best friend was the one who, years ago, introduced me to my beautiful wife at a party. But before we became a couple, they were good friends and used to hang out. On at least two occasions, they were out drinking and things got a little out of control. The first, once back at her place, she stripped naked to shower right in front of him, ostensibly too drunk to know better. Being a decent guy, he didn't take advantage of the situation. But he certainly got an eye full and I know her well enough to know that she gets a huge kick out teasing guys who can't have her (more on that one another time). After my friend was single again, he started hanging out with her a lot more. One time in particular, they went out, drank a little more than normal and ended up back at her place. Only this time, one thing led to another, they started to make out, and almost fucked. She stopped before things got too far. Apparently, she didn't want to jeopardize a future relationship with me fearing I would look down upon her if she slept with him. I am not too sure about the details of how far they got that night, for now. But I am inclined to say that he probably got an eyeful and then some that night, too. Interestingly enough, those feelings for me, the ones that stopped their little escapade dead in its tracks, didn't stop her from soon thereafter having a one night stand with another acquaintance (but that's a whole different story - more on that one another time, too).

The funny thing is that now I know myself well enough to finally admit that I am either truly enlightened or just a total freak. Once over the initial sting of jealousy, I would have absolutely loved it if she had fucked him! In fact, fucking him would have undoubtedly compelled me to want her even more. It would have driven me absolutely crazy, particularly if he would have shared what they had done together as he typically did with his other conquests. But the fact that hearing this would have been so tantalizingly excruciating is precisely how I know that I will adore this woman forever.

But, of course, as is often the case with her, there's more (there's always more). Recently while we were playing, she playfully asked me if I thought our friend would still be interested in her all these years later. I thought that was insane, of course he would still want to totally fuck her (to be completely honest, he would likely want her more now than he did all those years ago). But, the real question wasn't about him, it is about her and whether she would finally give in and let him have what he has wanted for a very long time. The question for me is if I could handle another man, particularly one of my best friends, unapologetically fuck her after years of pent-up wantonness. Would she want me to leave the room or even leave the house altogether in a state of temporary insanity forcing me to wonder in perpetuity over the events of that evening? Or would she let me watch and sear the images of another man inside her in my psyche forever and ever? Or would I man-the-fuck-up and fuck her, too? Would she want us at the same time or would she want us to pace ourselves and watch each other fuck her as we take turns?

So yeah, my friend has totally seen my wife naked - and then some. Maybe someday we can finally take to the next level. Maybe still, I should have filed this one under one of the "missed opportunity" threads?