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 Memories of My Wife Susan With Don

   His vivid memories of watching his wife as her co-worker screws her.

   I sat discreetly, in a comfortable chair in the corner of the motel
room, intently watching "Them"...  my beautiful, sexy, and vivacious wife,
Susan, and another man.  The "other man" was Don, one of Susan's
co-workers...  a guy she had been lusting after for several months.

   While in the heat of passion, I had often told Susan I would really love
to see her being fucked by another guy.  Then, over the past few months
Susan had been quite open with me about the fact that she wanted Don to
fuck her.  I told her I thought that would be cool...  if I could also be
present to watch.

   At first she laughed at my comments...  but finally decided she wanted
badly enough to feel Don fuck her that my presence would not be a problem.
This was the night that she was getting exactly what she wanted.  And... 
so was I.  I was getting to watch, while Don fucked my eager wife.  Susan
had let Don know that I had agreed to let him fuck her...  that I would be
present...  and that if he was up for it, the big event would be that
evening.  He had agreed.

   By the time we left the house, Susan looked incredible.  My sexy, petite
wife had just had her hair done, had showered and perfumed herself, and had
dressed in some of her most provocative clothes.  We had rented a room in a
motel where Don was to meet us.  As soon as he entered and closed the door,
Susan kissed him and winked at me.  He extended his hand toward mine and
made eye contact...  as if to say "are you OK with this." I answered his
unspoken question with a hand shake, and a nod as I said, "Give her all
that you've got!  I just want to watch." Don then focused his full
attention on Susan who immediately started doing a seductive strip for him
as the two of us watched.

   As she stripped, he stripped.  Soon Susan was wearing only her garter
belt, stockings and high heels.  Her other clothes were strewn about the
room, as were Don's...  discarded and forgotten.  I had already found a
comfortable chair in which to sit and watch their erotic dance.  Susan
chose to not use the bed at this point.  Spreading her high-heeled feet
wide apart, she leaned forward over a table that was in the room.  Her
forearms rested firmly on the top, while her hands tightly gripped the
edge, bracing herself in anticipation.  She flashed a devilish grin at me.
Then, poised with her butt high in the air, she smiled back over her
shoulder toward Don.

   She was already wet and eager!  Don moved behind her.  Her kiss and
erotic stripping already had his cock stiff and pointing out.  Standing
nude near her backside...  he held his erect cock firmly in one hand... 
still watching my Susan, as she wiggled her ass in that vulnerable,
provocative, and inviting position.  Don moved tighter against my wife.  He
placed one hand firmly on her shapely, waiting hips.  He toyed with her
garter belt...  while his other hand, still holding his dick, began to
tease Susan.  First he pressed the entire length of his cock along the
crack of her ass.  Then he used just the tip of his cock, brushing it
against her hot, glistening wet pussy.

   I could tell that Don, and his hard-on, were having profound effects on
my wife.  Her excitement grew as Don, smiling with satisfaction of his
obvious control over my wife, continued to tease her anxious cunt.  Even in
her high heels, she stood up on her tiny tip toes so he could enter her
easier...  and penetrate her fully.  She wanted him desperately, and looked
anxiously over her shoulder, her face seem to beg him to enter her.  Don
looked over at me one more time to be sure I was at ease with what he what
he was about to do...  and then he took her cue.

   Carefully placing just the tip of his cock between the wet, swollen lips
of her anxious, and waiting pussy, he paused.  I could tell that his
hesitation was driving my wife wild.  She gyrated her hips, trying to make
the most of the head of Don's prick.  Briefly glancing over at me again,
Don evidenced a smile of satisfaction, as Susan's hungry pussy tried in
vain to swallow his cock.  With both his hands on my wife's gyrating hips,
Don turned his eyes from her luscious, eager body...  this time looking
fully toward me.

   Still teasing my wife with the head of his dick, he looked me straight
in the eye.  Slowly and deliberately, making sure I was watching every
move, he grasped Susan's hips firmly with both hands.  I mouthed the words,
"Do It!" Then, with his eyes still locked on mine, Don penetrated my Susan
with one deep, slow thrust.  She moaned in pleasure, as he filled her
anxious pussy with his rock-hard dick.  I was transfixed!

   As readers might guess, by that point I had opened my pants and had my
right hand wrapped firmly around my own hard dick.  With great confidence
and control, Don slowly slid himself in and out of my wife, again and
again. He was still gazing at me, making sure I could see that he had
completely penetrated her, and, that she was totally HIS for the taking. 
He seemed to smile as he noticed how I was working my own cock.  I smiled
back at him...  showing my enthusiastic approval of what he was doing.

   He smiled more fully back at me, and then turned his attentions back to
Susan, and continued to fuck in and out of her.  She was pressing her body
back against his every inward pump.  And, it seemed that her legs were
shaking as sexual pleasure invated every part of her body.  They fucked
beautifully together.  He gave his full attention to Susan.  They pumped
furiously at each other.  Susan was grinding her butt into Don as hard as
she could, making his grip on her hips unnecessary.

   He slid both hands up her body, pausing to caress her slender waist, and
to momentarily play with her sexy garter belt.  As they fucked, his hands
continued their journey over my wife's body, moving up and forward.  At
first he massaged her entire chest.  Then he finally circled in on her
breasts, cupping each in one of his hands.  She groaned in ecstasy, as he
squeezed her tits, lightly pinching her nipples.  Susan turned her head...
looked at me, mouthed the words "Thank you"...  and then kissed her new
lover over her shoulder...  as he continued to fuck her from behind.  Their
mouths met intermittently, tongues sweeping out, searching for each other.

   Their excitement escalated, as Don stood upright and literally pounded
his cock into my willing wife.  The table shook.  Susan became quite
audible as she rapidly approached her climax.  Finally she screamed in
excitement as she lost control to what appeared to be an overwhelming
orgasm.  Don quickly followed, as he finally exploded, pouring his hot cum
deep into my wife's anxious pussy.  My cock exploded too, and I caught my
juices in my hanky.  As I recovered, I noticed that Susan continued to
gyrate on Don's cock, trying to milk every last drop of his cum into her.

   I felt like I had enjoyed myself equally as much as Susan, or Don.  Don
had worked Susan into a frenzy by teasing her with his body and hands. 
When she was ready for him, he had poised his prick against the anxious
lips of her pussy, then teased both Susan AND ME, with his presence there.
Finally penetrating her in a slow, deliberate thrust, he then fucked her
mercilessly, until they both came...  and I watched.  I loved it!

   After Don washed up and left the motel, Susan and I fucked for over two
hours, while she told me how good his cock had felt inside her.  She also
said that she DEFINITELY wanted to fuck him again!  That night left us with
memories that have GREATLY enhanced the sex that Susan and I enjoy
together. These days, while my hard cock is inside her, I whisper memories
of what I saw, and she whispers memories of the feelings she experienced
with Don.  That always motivates us to screw each other to intense orgasms.


   I encouraged Susan to meet Don alone a couple of times.  She has...  and
always comes back to tell me all the details as we later screw in our own
bed (I love letting my cock slide through his cum inside her).  She admits
to having developed a taste for occasional "different partner sex." We have
also met Don back at that motel on three other occasions.  In each of those
cases I got to lay on the bed and hold Susan in my arms as Don fucked her
senseless.  What a blast!

   I love to feel her body respond to his teasing...  and to his pumping
his cock in and out of her...  and to her reactions to his unloading within
her.  I get to sense what is it like for my lady to be fucked (while not
being an active participant), and then I get to slide my hard dick into her
well-lubbed pussy from behind to fuck her as she showers Don with some
post-sex kisses.

   Don is married, and must be careful to not cause his wife to question
his love and fidelity to her.  We respect that, and keep our three-way play
to ourselves (so that none of their co-workers ever suspect).  Because we
have kids, we can't invite Don to our home...  but I expect that we will
continue our little arrangement based on motel meetings.  Susan and I sure
enjoy it...  and there is no doubt that Don does too.
   Name Withheld at the Writer's Request