I’m the luckiest guy in the world. I have a great job and a wonderful family, but most of all I’m grateful for my beautiful wife. Her name is Vanessa and she’s a stunning brunette with MILF curves in all the right places. She’s a goddess — but now that we’re getting into our 40s, Vanessa has had some…problems. She’s worried that she’s getting old and doesn’t feel attractive anymore. She thinks she’s fat, when really she’s just filled out her formerly petite frame into the most perfect curves, with D cup breasts and a wide booty that grew when she started lifting weights at the gym. I do my best to make her feel good about herself by lavishing her with attention and giving her everything that I can. We have a great sex life and go on plenty of adventures, but over the past few months I could tell that Vanessa wasn’t feeling good.
She didn’t want to put on the hot lingerie sets I got her and she started to dress more conservatively. When I tried to delicately bring it up with her one night she said dejectedly, “Well, I’m just old now, I guess,” with her head in her hand as she stirred her food around on her plate, sighing like a moody 19-year-old. I knew I had to do something.
I’ve always loved porn, and lately I’ve focused on one particular genre. It’s called hotwifing and to some guys I’m sure it sounds like a nightmare, but to me it only made sense. I always felt like monogamy was a sham, though I would never dream of cheating on Vanessa without her permission. So basically, hotwifing is when a husband or boyfriend finds a super-hot guy for his wife to fuck. Some dudes might find it humiliating but honestly, I find the idea exhilarating and it’s a boost to my self-esteem too. I know I can do right by my wife in the bedroom, we’ve been fucking for over 20 years after all. So having the hottest guys around also want to fuck her is a boost to me because my wife is just so damn hot.
I had never brought up this idea to Vanessa, but I had a feeling it could help with her feel sexy and vivacious again. I had to figure out the perfect way to bring it up to her. She was by no means closed-minded or prudish, but she was definitely in a darker place than usual these days and I didn’t want to upset her. So, I made her a beautiful, candlelit dinner one Friday night.
Vanessa was sitting across from me, looking beautiful through the candlelight. I felt those same tingles I had when we first met more than 20 years ago.
“You seem like you’ve got something up her sleeve…” she insinuated.
“Well, I do want to talk to you about something.” I was so excited. I knew she was going to love this idea.
I explained the whole thing to her. As soon as I started to talk about it there was a glint in her eye that I haven’t seen in ages. She was smiling that big Vanessa smile I fell in love with as I explained to her that I would buy her the hottest lingerie and find her the best studs, then I would sit and watch, and maybe direct a bit as she got the fucking of a lifetime. Maybe I could even join in, but this wasn’t about me. It was all about showing off my super-hot wife!
“But…how are we going to find someone?” She asked, with a concerned look on her beautiful face.
I hadn’t thought about that yet. It had been so long since I tried dating or anything like that, that I had no idea what to do. After I cleaned up the dinner, Vanessa brought up a site she had heard of called Adult Friend Finder. The name of the site is pretty self-explanatory and it sounded perfect for our purposes, so I decided to check it out.
That very night we went online and signed up. I used pictures of her in our profile but was very explicit about our situation. It really didn’t take long before the messages started rolling in. Of course, duh, because Vanessa is so fucking hot! I could see this whole thing was already helping her self-esteem and making her feel better about herself. Vanessa went to bed while I stayed on, glued to the screen, waiting for the guy who was going to make my wife happy.
Most of the messages were kinda junky like dudes just saying “he” with not much effort put into it, but then we got a message that I thought sounded too good to be true. It was from a guy named Brent and his pics were super-hot. He was a muscular stud with a cute blonde crew cut and he looked like just the kind of guy that I would want to fuck my wife.
His message was pretty detailed. He was 28-years-old, recently got out of the military (that explains the muscles!) and was just looking for some fun. Most of the girls his age were looking for commitment and he just wasn’t ready for that. He needed time to sow his wild oats and have a good time! He wanted to let off some steam. He also mentioned that our particular situation turned him on because he liked to be known as a guy who could go all night long, and getting watched by a chick’s husband felt right! He liked the slight objectification of it all and wanted to experiment.
I was down, so I set up a date where we could all get to know each other. I invited him out to our favorite neighborhood haunt the following Friday night. I bought Vanessa a new dress and damn, did she look smokin’. It was a simple, skin-tight black dress. She wore it with her favorite heels – a pair of sexy ankle boots that always drive me wild. She wasn’t wearing any panties – her idea. See, I told you she’s a filthy slut!
We sat down in a booth together so we could have some privacy while we discussed everything under the sun. Brent looked even more masculine than his profile pics and I could tell that Vanessa was into it. We talked about work, Brent’s military history, our relationship, and finally after an hour and a half, we landed on the topic at hand: Brent fucking my wife for everyone’s mutual pleasure.
“So, you’re like, sure you guys want this?” He asked.
“Yes.” We both responded simultaneously and then burst out into peals of nervous laughter at the same time due to our enthusiasm. Sure, we were into it, but that doesn’t mean we weren’t a bit nervous!
“Vanessa…why don’t you take off your shoe and start running your foot up the leg of our friend here…let’s give him a taste and get him ready.” I directed.
Vanessa got a sly glint in her eye as she discretely took off her shoe and moved her leg up Brent’s and found his appendage. I could tell she was gently using her foot to massage his balls and Brent got a distracted but happy look on his face.
“Why don’t we go home, the three of us,” Vanessa suggested…
Check back next week for Pt. 2 to see how our first hookup with Chris went! And check out Adult FriendFinder to find some hotwifing fun of you own!
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