Another point of View

My long ,lean legs trembled with anticipation as I prepared for my date with my first new lover since my marriage several years ago, We have enjoyed a nearly perfect relationship full of trust and openess so it really came as no surprise when my husband encouraged me to explore my fantasy of accepting one of the many advances made towards me in my business travels. You see, all modesty aside, I am one major doll. At 5'11", with deep auburn hair and a nearly perfect body that I am blessed with not having to work very hard to maintain, I am constantly getting compliments on my legs, face, body, etc. It was getting tougher to fend of all these advances on a daily basis, so when I confessed to my husband that I would have to get out of the business world or I may be forced to give in to my weakening will power, he enthusiastically told me to go for it, if that’s what I wanted. I assured him, that I had no intention of getting emotional to which he replied he was not worried, he just wanted me to be happy. Further discussion revealed that in fact it was also a fantasy of his to share me with someone, but he didn’t know how to approach me with it.

I told him about an upcoming conference I was thinking about going to and how there would likely be many opportunities for me to explore. He asked if spouses could come and that it would be an extra thrill if he could be there to help me make it happen. I told him that I felt I would have no problem finding a likely prospect to seduce and that he might make me feel a little awkward, but he assured me he would not get in the way, he just wanted to help me enjoy the experience. I finally consented to let him come along and proceeded to pack some of my sexiest lingerie and highest heels. We went through my closet together and assembled a wardrobe certain to make me the center of attention throughout the week of seminars and parties.

For the trip, I wanted to start things off right, so I dressed in a simple business pantsuit which had been perfectly tailored to fit my every curve. However I added a few touches of my own, like four inch sandles and a very sheer lace blouse. The lack of a bra left my breasts free to attract attention on their own, causing many an onlooker to try to peek inside my suit jacket.......I was in heaven, and the trip was just beginning. You see, I had always been a sort of closet exhibitionist, afraid to admit it openly, but always one to leave an extra button undone, or wear a skirt just a bit too short, or a bikini a size or two too small. When thongs and tangas came out, I jumped at the chance to innocently expose my tight ass to the world at the beach.

Arriving at the hotel, we checked in to a three room suite, not knowing how the week would turn out. We hurried to our room only to find that there was a balcony overlooking the city. I quickly shed all my clothes and rushed out onto the balcony completely nude. My astonished husband brought out some wine and there we stood sipping wine and making plans.........

The first session was early the next day and I decided to troll the waters in my own special way. I dressed in another of my tailored business suits, this one in charcoal gray and with a shorter than normal skirt, only about 17 inches long, short enough to intrigue, but not to offend the more conservative crowd. The rest of the outfit told a different story though. I selected a black lace bustier to hold my chest on display inside the tight fitting jacket. Five inch black pumps and charcoal thigh high stockings completed the outfit. I felt panties were not necessary and would only get in the way if anyone was bold enough to look under my skirt. I had carefully trimmed my pubic hair the night before and was curious to see what kind of response it would bring. Having taken extra time on my hair and make--up, I was definitely a sight to behold as I strolled into the meeting room, my high heels tapping out my path. All eyes were on me as I took my seat, crossing my legs.

By noon I had received several invitations to lunch and chose to accept one from Ken, a particularly handsome and well built executive from a manufacturing company near where we lived. We walked to a nearby bar for lunch, his hand gently guiding me from it’s position in the small of my back.. He sighed at the sight of my stocking tops as I slid into the corner booth and I made no attempt to pull my skirt back down. Almost immediately after he sat down I felt his hand on my thigh, stroking lightly. When he realized I was not going to object he slid his hand further up until his fingertips disappeared under the hem of my skirt. Returning the gesture I placed my hand on his thigh and squeezed gently. Looking into my eyes he asked if we could skip the afternoon session and go somewhere private. I said no, that I had a presentation scheduled and that the anticipation would only make us look forward to the evening even more.

Returning to the conference it was all I could do to concentrate on my presentation, all the while hoping that no one could smell by pussy juices which felt as though they were running down my legs, My breasts swelled and heaved inside my jacket, feeling like they would burst out into the open at any time. Ken’s eyes nearly burned a hole through me as he listened intently, though no doubt not hearing a word I said. When I was finished, I sat beside him, wrote a note with our room number and excused myself. I needed time to prepare!!

Entering our room, I told my husband about the day and asked him to draw me a bath, which he did without delay. I undressed and explained that I had a lot to do in very little time. While bathing, he shaved my legs for me while I touched up my nails. He held me in his arms while drying me off with the towel as he asked how I thought the evening would go. I told him I didn’t really care where we went or what we did as long as I ended up in bed with this guy. He made me promise that no matter what I would bring Ken to the room for a night cap.

I placed a lace garter belt around my waist as my husband rolled black silk stockings up my legs and attached them to the garters and then helped me step into my black patent stilettos and fastened the back of my cocktail dress. I wore nothing else except jewelry and perfume! A final touch up on the make- up and hair and I was ready for anything. My husband then surprised me by lifting the front of my dress and kissing my pussy, even spritzing one last dose of perfume there for the benefit of Ken. A knock at the door caught us both off guard. Jim dashed for the other room as I opened the door to let Ken in. We had one quick drink as he admired my outfit, and after some brief kissing and petting to make Jim drool, I headed out the door with my date.

He had hired a limo and as I climbed in I could feel him looking up my skirt at my bare ass. Inside he wasted no time in placing his hand back under my dress. Discovering my garter belt he played with the lace briefly before lifting my dress to look at my naked thighs. When his hand continued further, I squeezed his cock just a bit too tightly and said “Not yet...you’ll have to learn to wait your turn!”. I thought he would die! After dinner and dancing, we went to a small club where the kissing and petting got much more serious. Offering no more resistance to him, he finally got to feel the softness of my pubic hair, then I felt his fingers begging to probe my clit and outer lips. I traced the outline of his more than ample cock as his fingers slipped inside my cunt, our tongues lashing out at each other. I told him we’d better head for the hotel before we got arrested, and he quickly agreed.

Back inside the limo, I pushed him back as I undid his zipper and pulled his cock out of it confines. I licked it’s underside causing him to groan before taking it into my mouth. I began to wonder if I would be able to get this thing into my cunt, it was all I could do to get it into my mouth. Finally I got enough in my mouth so that I could feel his hair tickling my nose and lips and began to stroke up and down it’s length leaving traces of my lipstick as evidence. It was only then that I realized he fingers were back inside me. I felt him begin to tense up and then he filled my mouth with come as I tried valiantly to swallow it all.

I withdrew my mouth as I licked him clean, then laid back spreading my legs wide while lifting my dress, exposing my cunt to him. He told me how beautiful I looked that way. “Wouldn’t you like to take a closer look”“‘ I asked; “absolutely” he replied as he placed his head between my legs and began to nibble on my clit. His tongue swirled around it and then into me rapidly, but expertly. “You taste fantastic” he mumbled as he ate me, reaching up to caress my breasts. I closed my legs around his head as I tried to pull him inside me, but his tongue kept up it’s pace until I couldn’t stand it anymore and let out a scream as I came. I suddenly realized that the limo driver had been watching the whole scene in his mirror, which only made me come again.

We straightened ourselves up as we arrived at the hotel and rushed upstairs to pick up where we left off. I entered the room first to see my husband scurrying out of the room just in time. I told Ken to fix some drinks and excused my self to freshen up. I went into the bedroom to talk to Jim, fill him in on what had happened so far and make sure he wanted me to continue. When I told him Ken had come in my mouth he immediately kissed me probing my mouth deeply to see if he could taste any of the remains; the look on his face told me he could. He placed his hand on my cunt, and feeling how hot and wet it was, he told me to go and get it filled up before it burned out. I asked him to remove my dress and told him that he could watch from behind the door if he wanted to. I asked that he not interrupt though, at least not this time.

Taking a deep breath, I rubbed my husband’s cock briefly and then re-entered the main room in only my garter belt, stockings and heels. Ken’s jaw dropped when he saw me. “Unbelievably gorgeous” he stammered, continuing “I’ve never wanted to fuck a woman so bad in my life”. “So, what’s stopping you? Get undressed and fuck me!”, I replied as I beckoned him into the other bedroom. “I might need some help with that first part if you don’t mind”. I smiled and walked towards him hoping Jim got a little extra thrill out of watching his wife, almost nude, undressing the man who was about to bury his cock inside her. I made a production out of it, first removing his belt, then his shoes. I unzipped his pants again, this time letting them fall to the floor. He fondled my breasts as kissed me as I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off revealing his hairy, muscular chest. I reached inside his shorts and stroked his cock as I lowered them to the floor. I moved towards the bed but noticing my husband watching through the crack in the doorway, I turned, knelt down and went down on him again for a few strokes. Ken asked what brought that on and I replied “I love the taste of your cock” loud enough for my husband to hear. I laid down on the huge bed .and spread my self out invitingly. Taking his place between my outstretched legs, he pointed his rigid cock at my opening. As he began to lower himself, I reached up and took hold of it, stroking it as I guided it to me. I looked over at the door and into my husband’s widened eyes as I placed it’s tip between my vaginal lips then hissed at my lover “Fuck ME...FUCK ME NOW!” and with one swift downstroke he was completely inside me, our pubic hairs hopelessly entwined; he withdrew slowly, then quickly he was back inside. Continuing this way, out slow, in fast, we fucked for what seemed like hours. My legs were straight up in the air, the high heels making them seem impossibly long. After a while of my cunt being drilled, I repositioned my self on all fours and looking over my shoulders, demanded that he fuck me from behind, and again that monster of a cock was imbedded in my cunt. I rolled him onto his back, straddled him and again took him inside me, but this time ever so slowly. You see in this position, I was looking directly into my husband’s eyes as I sank down on the cock of a man I barely knew! Suddenly I began to shudder, tremors overwhelming me as I came, and came, and came. I felt Ken’s come flooding my cunt and that set me off again....I thought my head was going to come off I fell forward on him, still impaled on his member, my breasts crushed between us. We lay that way for a few minutes, then said our goodbyes as he dressed. Still nude I walked him to the door, opened it and took him into my arms for one last goodbye kiss. A bellman walked by as I stood there nude and said sweetly “Fuck me again sometime?” I closed the door as the bellman stumbled into a wall.

My husband nearly attacked me in a fit of passion as he clammored to get at my just fucked cunt. He couldn’t get enough of me, and I began to wonder if I would be able to walk the next day. But walk I did as we began the whole thing all over again. Dressing in a white dress that appeared to be nearly sheer under the bright lights of a dance club I was approached by more than one man who wanted to get inside me. We ended up selecting a beautiful twenty something model type. I felt I owed Jim a chance to even the score and together we fully explored her body that night. I even guided Jim’s cock into her so he wouldn’t have to wonder if it was OK with me. Caressing and licking his balls while he fucked her was an extraordinary pleasure as I got to taste her pussy juices on him..

On our last day there, I donned a white lace bra, garter belt and panty set with white hose and heels and lay in wait for that poor bellman from days earlier. When I spotted him, I asked him if I could give him his tip inside. Grinning from ear to ear he followed me out to the balcony where Jim waited. Jim ordered the bellman to drop his pants; a bit nervous, he did it clumsily. Jim then ordered him to remove my bra and panties. He fumbled with my bra’s front clasp until he finally got it undone and freed my breasts. He then hooked his fingers into my panties and pulled them down exposing my cunt. Jim’s next order left the bellman in disbelief. “Now, lay her down on that towel and fuck her!”. Insistent Jim demanded, “Go ahead and put your cock in her cunt and fuck her!” Finally shocked back to reality he stepped forward and knelt between my legs planting his cock inside me. A few quick strokes and he was done though, the poor guy.

Needless to say, things changed when we got home. Now, once a year usually on our birthdays, we go out, find someone and have an affair. It’s usually a joint process, one of us helping the other dress for their date and sitting up until they get home to hear all the details. Also, once or twice a year we attend some kind of special event, almost always erotic in nature.