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 My Wife's First Time With Another Man

   My wife and I have been married 35 years, and in the early days I used
to buy Escort magazine.  I found that the stories men wrote about sharing
their wife really turned me on.

   I used to keep the mags with articles in about sharing.  My wife used to
work behind the bar at our local pub at night, and I would stay home to
look after the kids while she was out.

   When the kids had gone to bed I used to read the mags, and found that
the more I thought about Jean taking another man, the more I got excited.
It used to carry on in the bedroom, and I found I would be more turned-on
if I thought about another man having her...  although I did not have the
courage to tell her.

   The idea was taking over, and I knew I had to tell her.  So one night
when she returned from work I showed her the articles, and told her I would
like to see her with another man.  Well she gave me shit and stormed off to
bed.  I thought I had blown it.

   Talking to her in bed though, I found she came around a little, and for
the next few months she couldn't get enough sex.  I always mentioned
another man fucking her while we were having sex.

   She told me that she wouldn't have another man because she thought I was
proposing the idea so I wouldn't feel guilty about having other women.  It
took me three years to convince her that that was not what I wanted.

   Then one night when she came back from the pub she told me a local chap
had asked her out for a drink.  She said she didn't know whether to go or
not.  I told her it was what we had talked about for three years, and she
should phone him and agree to go out with him, which she nervously did.

   All the next week I was so turned-on, and I took her out shopping for
new clothes and lingerie for her date.  The night she was to meet him I was
so turned-on that I asked her to not come home until she had been to bed
with him.  That made her so nervous, and told me she was only going for a
drink.

   I told her that since he knew she was married, and had agreed to go out
with him, he would expect sex.  That made her all the more nervous, but she
said she would go since she had agreed and couldn't let him down.

   That night I was so excited and nervous.  The later it got the more
nervous I got, especially when I knew they would have left the pub after
closing time.  I didn't know if she would go through with it or not, but as
time went by I knew she must be having sex.

   Jean arrived home about 3:30 AM with a big smile across her face.  She
thanked me for letting her go out.  She said she had had a great night.  I
couldn't wait to remove her knickers and see her used pussy.

   She sat down and started to tell me about her night.  While she was, I
lifted her dress and saw that her knickers were very wet around the crutch.
God was I excited.  I removed them and saw her used pussy, hair covered in
dry cum and wet inside.

   I just had to go down on her, but she tried to stop me saying she had to
have a shower first.  But I stopped her and licked her cum-filled pussy for
all I was worth.  That was the first time I had ever cum without touching
my cock, and I knew it was what I wanted.

   So that was how we started.  I am sorry if I have gone on about it so
much, but once I started writing this I couldn't stop.  The memories just
came flooding back.