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THIS IS PART 2 of  "My Wife with Other Men.  You should read Part 1
first because the following takes up where part 1 ended. To start
reading here would be like opening a book in the middle and begin
reading.
Below is the same caveat as found in Part 1.

THIS STORY CONTAINS SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL AND SHOULD NOT BE
VIEWED BY ANYONE WHO WOULD BE OFFENDED BY SUCH MATERIAL. IT SHOULD NOT
BE READ BY ANYONE UNDER 18 YEARS OF AGE.

IT IS THE STORY OF A LIFESTYLE FOREIGN TO MOST PEOPLE AND WOULD NOT
APPEAL TO THEM. 

In sex, there are many different sexual turn-ons.  You may enjoy
voyeurism, being an exhibitionist, get off on domination or perhaps
S&M. Pornography is a very common sexual turn-on, especially for men.
For others perhaps it is bestiality or incest. I'm sure there are
others.

But for me the greatest or ultimate turn is watching my wife make love
to another man. I have read very little about this type of sexual
enjoyment. Perhaps because it is limited in its appeal. I have
absolutely no desire make it a threesome.

This is the true story of my wife and I and my desire to watch her
make love to other men. I know that for most men, the idea of seeing
their wife makes love to another man would be repulsive. But, I do
believe there are men who truly love their wives and who find that
watching their wives with other men is the ultimate arousal.

I would like to know if anybody else who reads this is shares my
feelings. If you do, post comments to this newsgroup. This is the
first installment of this story. If you are interested in reading more
about our lives, please post a note to this newsgroup and I will
continue.





Mary and I both agreed that having Carl in our life had beneficial to
our marriage. I never doubted for a minute that Mary didn't love Carl.
I know she loved me but there was a physical attraction between her
and Carl. There was an intense sexual chemistry between them so Mary
was definitely getting something from this relationship. For me, I had
never felt such extreme sexual arousal in my entire life. Sure, there
was a tiny bit of jealousy on my part but the sexual gratification and
the improvement in our marriage far and away outweighed any negative
thoughts I may have had.

To Mary's credit, she never tried to make any comparisons between Carl
and myself. That would have been demeaning to me and ruined everything
we had going. To the contrary, she seemed to enjoy sex with me much
more and our relationship was the best it had ever been since we
married. I certainly wouldn't recommend this for everybody with
martial problems, but perhaps it could save some marriages. I only
know that both Mary and I knew something was missing in our marriage
before and that both of us were happier now than ever before.

I wanted to continue watching Mary and Carl make love together. I
thought that perhaps their getting together about once a month or so
would be about right. I really couldn't take too much time off from
work or it wouldn't look good on my work record. I was on salary so I
would get paid even if I was absent but there was going to be an
opening soon at my company for a warehouse manager and I was kind of
being groomed for it. I had talked to Mary about maybe her seeing Carl
once a month and she was agreeable to it. Mary really went along with
just about anything I suggested in regards to this. I always made sure
I asked about her "seeing" Carl rather than asking her about having
sex with him. Just seemed better to phrase it that way.



There was a big problem about watching Mary and Carl now that the
weather was turning cold. There was no way I could stand outside and
look through the window anymore…until late next spring. This was an
unbearable thought and I had no solution or idea what to do. I just
know that waiting until next spring was out of the question. I talked
to Mary about the prospects of waiting six months before she could be
with Carl again. She laughingly said, "I really don't what to suggest
but I'm sure your horny mine will come up with something". Then
teasingly added, "At least I hope so" She could really be quite a
flirt and that last comment of hers really turned me on. It was off to
bed for sex. Ah, it was good.

About a week or so later while at work one night, I came up with a
plan not only to solve this problem but also to make my viewing better
than ever. I wasn't sure whether Mary would go for it and even if she
did, I had no idea whether my idea would fly. I could hardly wait to
get off work so I could ask Mary what she thought of the idea and
whether she wanted to try it.

As usual when I arrived home, Mary was waiting for me. She was
engrossed in a John D. McDonald murder mystery, which wasn't unusual
since she was an avid murder mystery fan. I said matter-of-factly,
"Honey, I think we won't have to wait until spring to have Carl back.
I have a plan!" This got Mary's attention immediately and she
quizzically asked, "I knew you would come up with something, Just what
do you have in mind?"

At this point I kind of balked. Now my idea even sounded a little
screwy to me and I kind of stammered, "I think we should invite Carl
over and just plain tell him that I have been watching you two make
love and explain that it is OK with me. In fact I was the one who
encouraged his coming over in the first place."

Mary's mouth dropped and she didn't say anything for a minute. It
seemed even longer. Her look conveyed the thought that I must have
lost my mind. Finally she said, "Whatever for? Have you lost your
marbles? What good would that do? " She shook her head in disbelief
and finished with "That doesn't really sound like a plan to me". I
guess what I said didn't really make much sense. I was just excited so
now I took a deep breath and tried to explain exactly what I had in
mind in detail.

I started by asking Mary to not interrupt me until I had completely
finished what I had to say. She agreed and so I laid out my plans. I
suggested, "You invite Carl over just as she had done in the past only
this time you just wear regular clothing. No sexy nightie this time.
As soon as Carl comes in the house, you ask him to sit on the sofa
next to you. I would then come in from the bedroom." I could see the
skepticism in Mary's face. But I continued by explaining to Mary that
as soon as I walked into the room, I would greet Carl with a big smile
and say something like, "Hi Carl, Mary told me you would be over
tonight and I am sure glad you could make it. How about a beer?" Such
a warm greeting and big smile would certainly be non-confrontational
and while Carl would certainly wonder what the hell was going on, he
would at least probably listen to what I had to say. 

At this point, I then would explain to Carl that it was I who asked
Mary to invite him over the last two times he was here. I would let
Carl know that Mary and I had not really had a good sex life until she
had her affair with him. That it was he who awoke the "woman" in her
and my sex life had benefited as a result and that I had indeed
watched them have sex by looking through the window and thought it was
very erotic to watch. 

Mary just listened as she had said she would. I continued, " Mary, I
would explain to Carl that it was too cold to watch from outside any
longer and ask him to come over again some night and I would stay
inside the house and watch while you two made love. I would not say a
word and I would not interfere with you two in any way". Now was going
to be the moment of truth. I asked, "Well, what do you think?"

Mary just looked at me for a moment and then she said, "Jack, I love
you very much. It was one thing when you were on the outside looking
in. I could shut you out of my mind. But I really couldn't make love
to Carl with you in the room. I know that sounds funny but I really
don't think I could do that. Besides I doubt if Carl would want to
anyway." Then she quietly asked, "Do want to make this a threesome?"

I told her definitely that I did not want to participate in any way….
just watch. Mary sighed, "Jack, lets wait until spring or maybe we can
think of something else. I am not comfortable with this."  While we
were talking, I had gotten ready for bed. As I undressed, I turned to
Mary several times so she could see I had an erection just thinking
about the prospects putting my plan in action. I now crawled in bed,
turned out the light and kissed Mary goodnight. 

Just as I got settled, I could feel Mary's hand begin caressing me
between my thighs. She had seen that I was in the mood for sex and she
wanted to oblige. I knew her heart wasn't really in now, but she
wanted to do it for me. It was what you might call a "mercy fuck". For
now my plan was dead and I was dejected. Back to the drawing board.

For the next few days, I tried thinking of everything I could to get
Carl and Mary back together but to no avail. I just couldn't of any
solution. Saturday night rolled around and Mary and I were sitting on
the sofa were having a few beers and watching TV. Mary generally
doesn't drink very much but tonight she had three beers…a lot for her.
I can tell when she has had too much to drink because she begins to
giggle and she was now giggling quite a bit.

I slid over and put my arm around her and gave her a big kiss. Then I
asked, "Honey, could we at least have Carl over and let me try to talk
to him about my watching? If he says no, then I won't bring up the
subject again. But I would like to give it a try. And if you found you
were too uncomfortable with me in the same room, you can call it off.
But please, let's see if Carl will agree." This was a last ditch
effort on my part. All would now depend on Mary's reply.

Much to my surprise Mary said, "OK but if he doesn't agree then that's
it. And also, I can call it off at anytime if I am uncomfortable with
the situation." Of course, I immediately agreed. I just hoped it would
be OK with Carl because if it wasn't and he knew I had been watching
before, he would never come back. For me this was do or die.

Mary agreed to call Carl at work on Monday and invite him over on
Wednesday night. Carl would, of course, think this was going to be
like his other visits that is sex with Mary. 

I was anxious to get started on this and sure enough when I returned
home from work on Monday, Mary told me she had called Carl at work and
he agreed to come over Wednesday night. I was ecstatic.  I knew that
Tuesday and Wednesday would just drag and they did. All I could think
about was Wednesday night and I rehearsed over and over in my mind not
only what I would say to Carl but also how I would say it.

I was taking off work again on Wednesday night and I was nervous as a
cat about talking to Carl. About 8:00 PM, Mary announced she was going
to get dressed so she would be read when Carl arrived at 9:00Pm. She
asked what I thought she should wear. I told her, "I would like for
you to wear a your tight red sweater without a bra and your black
skirt". She said, "OK" and went into the bedroom to get ready asking
no questions. Her red sweater really displayed her breasts to their
fullest. It really wasn't all that revealing…it just looked good on
her and she looked good in it.

I went into the bedroom around 8:45 and waited for Carl's arrival.
There would be no sex for tonight but with luck we could set something
up. At 8:55, the doorbell rang. Carl was here. My knees were shaking.

Mary invited Carl in and asked him to sit next to her on the sofa. I
wish I could have seen Carl's face when Mary opened the door and she
didn't have anything sexy on. Anyway it was now time for me to make my
entrance.

I entered the living room and said with the biggest grin I could
muster, "Hi Carl, glad you could make it. Mary said you were coming
over tonight. Can I get you a beer?" Carl shot up from the sofa like a
bullet. I continued on without missing a beat, saying, "Sit down Carl,
Mary and I want to talk to you and I really think you will be
interested in hearing what we have to say".

Carl looked at Mary and she smiled and nodded at him. Slowly Carl sat
down. He hadn't said a word to this point and I just kept talking on
hoping he would listen to all we had to say. Mainly I told him it that
it was I who got Mary to invite him back and how she really enjoyed
having sex with him. When I said that, Carl glanced over toward Mary.
She kind of coyly smiled and nodded. This seemed to reassure Carl that
nothing bad was going to happen and he began to relax a bit. He sort
of leaned back and was beginning to look comfortable for the first
time. I continued talking and presented my whole plan to him. Even
Mary looked like she hoped he would say OK.  Just before I finished
speaking, I slowly walked over behind Mary and lifted her sweater just
high enough to expose both her breasts. Mary jumped and actually
looked embarrassed. I don't know why since both Carl had not only seen
them before but both of us had caressed them as well. Probably because
Mary didn't know I was going to do that. Now she knew why I didn't
want her to wear a bra.

Carl got a good view and I could tell he was getting interested. I
finished by asking Carl if he would like to kiss and fondle them
again. To this point, Carl had not said one word.

Now it was Carl's turn to speak. He laughed, "You want to watch while
I fuck your wife? Your weird!" Then he turned to Mary and said, "Do
you want to do this?"

You could really feel the chemistry between them. Mary softly said,
"I'm willing to give it a try but I don't think it will work". My
heart skipped a beat. The excitement was welling inside me. It was
indescribable. 

I composed myself and asked Carl, "What night do you want to come
over?" Carl thought for a moment and then said, "How about Saturday
night"? I was surprised that he wanted to over on a Saturday night. It
seemed a bunch of guys where Carl worked were having a bachelor party
for a guy who was going to get married. Carl explained he really
didn't know this guy very well so he would just skip the party and
come over here instead. From my point of view it was perfect. I don't
work Saturdays so I didn't have to take off another night from work.

We established the following rules. Carl would come over 8:00 PM and
the three of us would just sit around the living room and have a few
beers and shoot the breeze. This was to get all of us to relax a
little bit before Carl and Mary would begin getting it on. I was only
going to talk up until that point. Then I would shut up and wouldn't
say anything until it was all over. I would set up a chair in the
bedroom and sit there while they made love. If anybody got too
uncomfortable with this, they could call it off at any time. I had an
enormous erection as I fantasized what I was going to be seeing.

As Carl got up to leave, I walked over and shook hands with him
saying, "See you Saturday, Carl. Take it easy". With that he left.

I looked at Mary and said, "It looks like he bought it. It was
probably those magnificent tits you got that sold him". Mary ignored
my comments and walked into the bedroom to get ready for bed. She
merely said, "He may change his mind by Saturday". I followed her into
the bedroom and pushed her on to the bed. I was horny and I think her
involuntary exhibition of her breasts to Carl made her horny as well.
We made wild love twice. I'm sure both of us were thinking about
Saturday night.

Thursday and Friday were a real drag. All I could think about was
Saturday night. Every time I thought about it, juices would start
flowing and I would start getting an erection. I would deliberately
start to think about something else since I didn't want to walk around
school and work with a hard-on.

Saturday came and I didn't get up until almost 10 AM. Mary was already
up and maybe it was just I, but she seemed extremely cheerful this
morning. We had a kitchen faucet that was leaking a little around the
base so I decided today would be a good day to repair it, if for not
other reason than to keep my mind off of tonight. So off I went to the
hardware store to get a repair kit and as usual there was none
available. That is what happens every time I want to fix
something…they don't make parts for it any longer.

So I bought a new faucet and went home. It took forever to get the old
one out and install the new one. Then I didn't have all the proper
fittings so it was back to the hardware store to get them. Finally I
had it installed and turned it on. Thank God there was no leaks. By
now it was after 4PM so I went in and cleaned up knowing we would be
eating shortly. We ate about 5PM and after I finished, I went up to
the grocery store and bought a couple of six packs and two bags of
chips. It was now almost 7PM and Mary had just put the baby to bed and
was going to take a shower and get ready. She asked what I thought
would be appropriate to wear this evening. I suggested what she wore
the other night would be fine only with no panties under her skirt. I
explained that with me being present, Carl may need a little time to
get comfortable with the situation. I was also sure he would know Mary
wasn't wearing a bra under her sweater so there was no doubt in my
mine that he would love to start off by feeling them.

Mary was sitting on the sofa and I was sitting on a chair across from
her. We had put a 40-watt bulb in the lamp to soften the lighting. It
really looked just about right. Rather subdued. At 7:50 Carl rang the
doorbell and I ushered him in with a hearty welcome and beaming smile.
I suggested he sit on the sofa next to Mary. Mary even patted her hand
on the sofa cushion to let Carl know that is where we wanted him to
sit. I then went in and got us each a beer and broke open a bag of
chips.

I resumed sitting in the chair across from them. Our living is small
so I was really pretty close to them. We started up small talk about
everything under the sun except sex. Then a second beer for all and
finally a third. Since I wanted to get things moving, I started by
telling a somewhat tame joke. Then Carl started telling a few and even
Mary added a couple. Carl had been a little over an hour now but
things were not beginning to move in the right direction. Carl had not
touched Mary yet but he was looking more and more at her. To be
precise, the two mounds under her sweater.

At this point, I suggested he move a little closer to Mary and feel
how soft the material in her sweater was. He slid over and feebly put
out his hand to innocently touch her sweater. Mary kind of
straightened up so his hand landed right on her right breast. The
minute his hand touched her you could feel the sexual magnetism
between them. Now I knew it was time for me to keep quite.

As Carl was rubbing her breasts, Mary leaned over toward Carl and they
started kissing. Mary's hand was rubbing on Carl's trousers from his
knee to his crouch. Soon Carl's hand went under Mary's sweater and he
was massaging her breasts. I could hear Mary's ever so slight sighs.
This was so much better than peeking in through the window in that I
could not only see better, but also I could also hear the sounds of
passion.

Mary was now concentrating her hand on Carl's crouch so Carl stopped
rubbing breasts just long enough to release himself from his trousers
and then lifted Mary's sweater exposing both of her breasts. He was
alternately kissing and fondling then. Then he would one nipple after
another in his mouth and suck on it gently pulling on it. Mary's sighs
increased.

While this was going on Mary had put her hand on Carl's dick and began
gently stroking it. When Mary put her hand around my cock, only the
just little more than the head was visible. When she held Carl's, it
looked liked her hand covered just little more than half of. I would
have killed to have a dick like that. Yeah, I was jealous about that.

They really seemed to be ignoring me. Neither had even glanced at me.
I had really expected Mary to at least take a quick glimpse in my
direction to see how I was taking all of this. But nary a glance.

After a while, Carl moved his hand under Mary's skirt. I could see
Mary spread her legs so Carl would have a straight shot to her vagina.
If Carl was surprised by the fact that Mary wasn't wearing any
panties, he didn't show it. While reaching under Mary's skirt, he had
raised it high enough I could see everything .He immediately began
very slowly rubbing her clit and inserting his index finger into her.
Mary was really getting excited and I could see her hips moving as
Carl worked his magic on her. Carl had infinitely more patience that I
would have shown. By now, I would have Mary in bed and probably been
done. I made a mental note to take more time with Mary.

I didn't feel any jealousy at all. I guess the previous two times I
watched them dispelled any jealousy I had. All I could now feel was
the most extreme arousal imaginable. My heart was racing and my dick
was throbbing….more about that later.

It didn't take long after Carl had reached under Mary's skirt that
Mary softly told Carl that she wanted to go into the bedroom. As they
got up, Mary turned out the light and took Carl by the hand into the
bedroom. She paused just slightly to turn on the bathroom for some
illumination. I lingered behind them to make myself as inconspicuous
as possible. From the doorway, I could see Carl was removing Mary's
sweater. Then he undid the two buttons on her skirt and it fell to the
floor. Mary was trying to undo Carl's belt but was having trouble.
After Carl had removed Mary's clothing, he undid his belt and slid out
of his trouser. They were now both naked kissing with Carl's dick
pressed against Mary. Carl guided Mary to the bed and as he laid down
he pulled Mary on top of him. There was no doubt in my mind now that
nobody but nobody was going to call this episode off.

I then entered the room and sat on a folding chair that I had placed
there earlier. The chair was placed just to the right of the foot of
the bed. That way with their heads on the pillow, they couldn't see
me. The view was all I hoped for and more. Not only that, I wasn't
cold. Really being able to hear as well as see was a new and welcome
dimension. 

What happened next was better than I could have asked for. Mary was
laying on top of Carl and they were kissing. I heard Carl mutter to
Mary, "Go down". Mary raised herself and turned around. I could see
Carl has his face between Mary's legs. He was applying his tongue to
her clit. What surprised me was that Mary never looked at me as she
turned around. I was only about 3 feet from her face. It was as if I
didn't exist.

Mary was looking down and watching Carl's throbbing dick. It was
bouncing around so much; Mary had to take a hold of it so she could
put it between her lips. Slowly she went down on it. She could only
get about half of it in her mouth. Then she would go up and down on it
sometimes only leaving just the head in her mouth. 
I knew she didn't like it when Carl came in her mouth, so I think she
could sense just when to let up a little so Carl could contain
himself. At one point she completely raised her head just high enough
that Carl's dick slipped out from her mouth. She would then lightly
lick it with her tongue while Carl would arch his back upwards trying
to insert it again. This teasing on her part brought even louder
groans from Carl. Then she would reinsert him in her mouth and go
through the entire process again. In the meantime I could see the look
of pure unadulterated pleasure that she was receiving from Carl.

I couldn't begin to tell you how long this went on because I was
totally absorbed in what was going on. But finally Carl began to move
and Mary turned to face him. Carl lay on his side and Mary lay on her
back. The minute she did that, Carl began getting on top of her and as
he did Mary spread her legs to receive him. I had almost a perfect
view. I could see the moisture coming from Mary's vaginal area as well
as her now well exposed clit. Then Carl lowered himself ever so
carefully into Mary. I could see the head of his dick clearly as it
entered Mary and as he kept slowly going deeper, I could hear Mary's
sighing and occasional whimper. Later Mary would explain than until
Carl was fully inserted for the first time, there was both pleasure
and discomfort. Once he was in fully, there was enough lubrication and
in Mary's own words, "It really great".

Carl was going up and down very, very slowly. I suppose that was to
keep from coming to soon. Gradually the pace increased and I could see
Mary's thighs rising and falling in unison with Carl's strokes. Then
Carl increased the tempo to the maximum and almost immediately he
threw his head back and started muffled cries of, "Baby,baby,baby" as
he released himself into Mary. Mary then started softly crying, "Yes,
yes, yes". Carl must have released a quart into Mary. They went on and
on until he finally quit his thrusting. He withdrew himself and Mary
moved over. Carl dropped beside her exhausted. They both giggled and I
was still being ignored.

I just sat tight as they began speaking in subdued tones. I could hear
perfectly every thing that was being said. Carl began by telling how
much he enjoyed making love to her. Carl was a little course but at
least he had sense enough not to tell Mary how much he enjoyed he
enjoyed fucking her. Mary would not have liked that at all. To her it
was making love. Mary didn't use many four-letter words and when she
did, the "F" word wasn't one of them. She may not in the true sense of
the word actually love Carl, but to her what they were doing was
making love. Mary was telling Carl how happy she was that he was able
to come over again. This "pillow talk" they were having was making me
uncomfortable but there wasn't much I could do. I had to stay quite
and listen. I wasn't jealous about Carl making love to Mary, but this
was bothering me somewhat. When I peeking through the window, I really
couldn't see what they were doing as they lay together between their
rounds of sex and of course I couldn't hear anything.

Carl was lying on his back on the right side of the bed with his right
arm extended. Mary was lying on her left side with her head on Carl's
right arm. He had curled forearm so he could run his fingers in Mary's
hair and Mary was just caressing Carl's chest with her fingers. This
went on for maybe 30 minutes. Then I noticed Mary's fingers began
moving slowly down Carl's body. Down on to his leg and then back up
just brushing Carl's limp dick and back onto his chest. Mary was
initiating this round. She kept repeating these motions, however each
time her fingers brushed a more and lingered a little longer on Carl's
dick. Finally she was concentrating solely on Carl's dick and ever so
slowly it began to rise. Mary was now on her left elbow so she could
watch Carl's dick assume it fully aroused state. She was giggling as
she observed the effect of her handiwork on Carl. Through all of this,
to my amazement, neither of them paid the slightest bit of attention
to me. It was as if I didn't exist.

When Carl was fully aroused, Mary had him move to the center of the
bed where she straddled him and then she reached down and gently
inserted his dick into her. She slowly began raising and lowering
herself on Carl's shaft. She tormented him by lifting herself until
just the head of Carl remained in her. She would hold herself in this
position for a few seconds and the gently lowered herself again. Carl
was moaning as she taunted him. Carl was trying to reach up and try
touch her breasts but Mary would lean back and arch her back so his
fingers couldn't quite reach her and in the subdued light the arching
of her back made her breasts even more desirable.

Mary began increasing the tempo of her rhythmic motions on Carl. Both
were now emitting low groans of passion. Mary began to bend over so
Carl's fingers could caress her breasts and then she leaned even
further forward so Carl could take her nipples in his mouth as she
moved up and down. Carl would now thrust himself upward to meet Mary
as she descended on him and they both becoming more aroused.

At this point, Carl could no longer contain himself and again he cried
out, "Baby, baby, baby" over and over again as he released the juices
of his passion. Mary by now was also again groaning, "Yes, yes, yes"
which continued until all motion had stopped. Momentarily they looked
frozen in time. Then they collapsed on the bed exhausted.

There was no question that there was definitely a sexual chemistry
between them. By being so close and also being able to hear them, I
began to fully understand why Mary enjoyed having Carl over. Mary
really seemed to enjoy making love to Carl better than she did with
me. Of course, she never said so but it was apparent from the
unrestrained passions she exhibited with Carl. A good part of which I
believed was not only from the size of Carl's dick but also he was
quite good in how he used it. From my position in the room, I couldn't
have asked for a better view. 

Mary and Carl just continued lying motionless on the bed holding each
other. Neither spoke. Then Carl began to sit up and started getting
dressed. Mary sat on the edge of the bed watching him. Mary was still
naked as they walked into the living room together, I followed but I
still hadn't uttered a word. As Carl started to open the door, I said,
"Nice you could make it, Carl". You could sense Carl didn't seem to
know exactly what to say but he smiled and muttered, "Yeah, see you
guys later". With that he bent down and gave Mary a goodnight kiss and
patted her gently on her bottom.

Mary and I walked back into the bedroom without saying a word. As I
undressed for bed she noticed I had a semi-erection. She coyly said,
"Are you next, sir"? I replied saying, "Sorry, I couldn't wait. I
jerked off twice watching you and Carl". Mary laughed and said she was
glad I enjoyed their performance. I know Mary didn't want anymore sex
tonight but she would have gladly taken care of my needs if I had
needed it. 

Just before turning out the light, I asked her if my presence in the
room bothered her. She told me, she had told herself beforehand over
and over to just concentrate on Carl. As long as I was quite, she was
able to block my presence from her mind. For me, it was the most
erotic evening I had ever experienced.

Mary is usually vibrant. On Sunday morning, she was extremely vibrant
as she usually is after one of Carl's visits. We had a nice breakfast
and then back to bed for lovemaking. The visions of last night were
racing through my mind and I was more was extremely aroused. The
second time we made love, Mary got on top of me and gave be the same
torments she had given Carl the night before. No wonder Carl was
always so anxious to come back.

Carl called on Monday to see about when he could come over again and
also to find out about my reactions about Saturday night. Mary assured
him that there weren't any problems about his coming back, only from
now on it would have to be on a Saturday or Sunday night. Since my
company was grooming me for the next step in my career, a branch
warehouse manager, I really did not want to take any more time off
work. Carl would just have to make an excuse to his wife to get away.
There was no doubt in my mind that he could come up with something.

Speaking of Carl, he had told Mary early in their relationship that he
did indeed love his wife and kids. Betty, Carl's wife, was quite
active in a rather offbeat Christian religion. She was definitely
opposed to any type of oral sex. In their marriage, she never had Carl
in her mouth and she wouldn't let Carl put his head between her legs.
She was also quite restrained about making any outward display of
emotion during their lovemaking. Sex was more for procreation in her
mind and physical pleasure should be restrained. Carl said that she
had never refused him sex, but she more or less just let Carl have
"his way with her". No wonder Carl enjoyed coming over. 

When Carl had called that Monday to check on things, Mary had told him
to call back the following week to see what we could work out. Indeed,
he called back the following week and since Mary would still be in her
period that Saturday, we made it the following Saturday night. 

On the Tuesday before Carl was to come over, when I came home from
school, Mary handed me a package that UPS had just delivered. She said
it was a present for me and I immediately opened it without even
looking to see where it was from. Inside the box was wrapped a little
shorty nightie. She had ordered it unbeknownst to me from Fredericks
of Hollywood. It was white and had little strings that went over the
shoulders to hold it up. I said, "try it on kid". Mary went in the
bedroom to put it on. She returned momentarily and she looked
incredibly sexy. The nightie was extremely transparent and her breast
looked ever so inviting. It came down to just about half way between
her torso and her knees. One glance at that triangular patch between
her legs and it was off to the bedroom. I was 15 minutes late for work
that night.

Mary and I definitely had a much better sex life than before she had
met Carl. Unfortunately, I still had a bad case of premature
ejaculation and try as I might I couldn't keep my myself from coming
to soon. Mary really tried to help. She would sit on the edge and I
would lie on the bed flat on my back while she massaged my dick until
I just started to come. Then she would tightly grab it before I had a
chance to emit much semen. That was supposed to "take the edge off"
and keep me from coming so soon. It may have helped a little but I
never really enjoyed it that much. After a few times, we discontinued
it. It was only when we made love a second time, that I was able to my
delay my coming to any degree. I don't know how Carl was able to
stroke Mary as fast as he did and as long as he did without coming.

Saturday was now upon us and Carl was due over tonight at 8:00PM. I
went up and got a couple of six-packs of beer and some chips. Mary and
I had decided that she would wear her new nightie, so I figured Carl
would probably keep the small talk to a minimum. Mary spent most of
the afternoon doing her hair. Once when I walked into the bedroom,
Mary had her new nightie on. She explained that she wanted to see once
again what it looked like on her. I told her I thought it was really
flattering to her. She does have a nice figure. I commented, "If that
doesn't give Carl a hard-on, nothing will".

My position of my folding chair in the bedroom wasn't going to change.
It was just perfect so why change it. The dim bulb in the bathroom
afforded rather subdued light, which was really erotic. When I was
watching Carl and Mary through the bedroom, they had backlighting.
Which meant that the bathroom light was behind them. Now they are
front- lit, meaning the light is illuminating them directly. Both
types of lighting are erotic but my preference is the way the lighting
is now. 

About 20 minutes before Carl was due to arrive; Mary went in to get
ready. When she out she was ravishing. Since the light in the living
room was relative dim, it really enhanced Mary's already beautiful
figure. We both sat on the sofa awaiting Carl's arrival. It was all I
could do to keep my hands off of her. She looked that good.

As usual, Carl arrived 5 minutes early. When I let him in he had a big
smile and said, "Hi Jack, how ya doing"? What a difference from the
last time when he was over. He now seemed very comfortable and
relaxed. I motioned for him to sit next to Mary. He hesitated for just
a moment as he beheld Mary in her new nightie. Then he went over to
sit down with her as I went into the kitchen to get us each a beer and
then open the chips and put them in a bowl. 

I guess Carl was really turned-on by Mary. When I re-entered the
living room, Carl was trying feebly to get the strap on Mary's nightie
back upon her shoulder. I guess he figured that while I was getting
the stuff, he would caress Mary's breast. When I saw he was having
trouble with the strap, I suggested, "Carl just leave it down. Mary
now looks like a harem girl with one breast covered and the other
exposed". We all laughed and I got no argument from either of them. 

We drank our beer and just shot the breeze. Just trivial stuff. All
the time, Mary was looking more and more desirable to both Carl and
myself. Neither of us could keep our eyes off of Mary's breasts. As we
chatted, Carl's left hand kept moving up and down Mary's leg slowly
from her knee to her vaginal area. After the second or third time,
Mary just spread her legs ever so slightly so Carl would have easier
access to her. In the meantime, Mary just let her right hand rest on
Carl's leg just a little below his crouch.

As soon as Carl finished his beer, He dropped the other strap off
Mary's nightie. With one hand he was rubbing both of Mary's exposed
breasts and with the other hand he was rubbing Mary's clit. This time,
Carl needed no encouragement to begin enjoying Mary's body as he had
the last time. Mary had spread her legs wide so there was no
obstruction to keep Carl from finding his mark. Mary had unzipped
Carl's trousers and had removed his dick. She was now stroking him. 

This petting had only been going on for just a few minutes at most,
when Carl took Mary by the hand and led her toward the bedroom. I
lagged behind them. Carl must have been extremely horny tonight
because he just pushed Mary gently on the bed without removing her
nightie. Then he slid down and put his head between her legs and began
orally stimulating her. Mary for her part was lying there enjoying the
attention and sighing with pleasure. Her sighs increased as Carl
continued until her she was moving almost in an uncontrollable
fashion. When her sighs reached a crescendo, Carl moved back up over
Mary. I could see her fingers pressing on Carl's shoulder as she
longed for him to enter her. Carl immediately entered her and soon
they were moving and moaning in unison. They kept moving faster and
faster until they both let out loud screeches of sexual delight. Then
it was quite except for the inevitable panting. Then Carl collapsed on
the bed beside Mary.

I had never seen Mary so sexually aroused in my life. Mary may have
thought she and Carl were "making love", but believe me they were
fucking….just pure, pleasurable fucking by anyone's definition.  I was
so aroused watching them, I masturbated well before they climaxed and
in fact I was hard again by the time they did climaxed.

Again, I felt uncomfortable as they talked softly as they recuperated.
I don't know how to explain it, but I just felt ill at ease during
this part but there was nothing I could do but wait. I didn't want to
move or leave the room.

Carl must have been extremely aroused this evening. I don't think they
lay there more than 15 minutes before Carl began kissing Mary's
breasts and his fingers massaging her clit. As he did so, his dick
became fully erect and slowly Mary was becoming perceptibly aroused
herself as she stroked Carl's dick. Carl whispered for Mary to get on
her hands and knees. Mary had no sooner assumed that position that
Carl slid behind her. Mary reached behind her and guided Carl's dick
into her. You could have asked for a better view as Carl thrust
himself violently into Mary until he let out those cries of ecstasy
that announced he had indeed come. Mary was gasping with each of
Carl's thrust and as he exploded in her, she was yelling, "More, more,
more." Then as usual they collapsed on the bed. No words were spoken
but you could here the panting as they regained their breath.

Carl was in no mood this evening to be teased. He was the aggressor
without a doubt and he left no doubt in Mary's mind that he was going
to call the shots. Mary enjoyed this as much or more that the last
time Carl was over.
They rested for just a few minutes and then Carl got up from the bed
and started dressing. Mary watched him until he had finished. Carl,
Mary and I then headed for the front door. Carl kissed Mary and said,
"See ya later" and he was gone.

As Mary and I walked back to the bedroom, I casually asked, " Did you
enjoy that this evening?'. She replied very straightforwardly, "You
got to be kidding, Of course I enjoyed it". That was one thing I could
be sure of, Mary would tell the truth about her feelings. If she had
said something like, "Oh, it was Ok.", I would feel like I was being
put on. That was one thing that was necessary, complete honesty by
Mary on how she felt about sex, Carl and myself.

As we were getting into bed, Mary asked, "are you interested or did
you have another "accident" as you watched this evening." I laughed
and replied, "I had two "accidents" this evening but I looking forward
to getting of your magnificent ass tomorrow". Mary laughed, saying,
"You got it sailor". And with that we went to sleep.

When morning came I awoke with a throbbing erection. I am always
extremely horny right after I watch Mary and Carl and today was no
exception. Mary was lying on her side, so I moved over and put my arms
around her. Naturally she could feel my desire pressing against her.
Ah, love before breakfast is indeed the way every day should begin.

This was of course Sunday and I had quite a few things to do not only
today but also for the next couple of weeks. Christmas was only 10
days away so there was the usual thing that must be done. Also, I was
taking part of my vacation now also so I could study for my exams,
which would be coming up in early January. If I passed, I would get my
coveted BA degree. I had been going to school off and on for 7 years
now, so I was looking forward to putting that behind me. It would be
probably the middle of January, at the earliest, before Carl would be
over again…little did I know what was about to happen in my life.

It was New Years day before I knew it and I did a little reminiscing
about the previous year and the events that had occurred. During the
year, Mary had her affair with Carl and we were close to divorcing
over it. Then I discovered the incredible sexual gratification I
received from watching my wife have sex with another man. For me,
there could be no more powerful aphrodisiac. I still felt that there
must be something awful kinky or abnormal with me to enjoy that sort
of thing. Gradually, I accepted my feelings and I must say that I was
never happier in my marriage with Mary. I certainly know that it
wouldn't work for most couples, but it saved our marriage.

The next day I got a call around noon from the warehouse manager
Howie. He wanted me to come in an hour early today and of course I
told him I would. I wondered what was up. Because he worked the day
shift I rarely saw him, except if I screwed something up. I really
didn't like him very much. He was not very pleasant and somewhat
abrasive. I really don't thing I could have worked for him having
day-to-day contact with him. 

I arrived on time and his secretary ushered me into his office. He
looked at me and bluntly said, "Jack, there has been an opening for a
warehouse manager in Cleveland. I recommended you for the job. Do you
want it? ". That was the way Howie was. No smalltalk at all. Howie was
all business. Actually the warehouse was located in a Cleveland
suburb. Howie told me the manager there was 61 and had a severe heart
attack and was going to take early retirement. We discussed my duties
and what my new salary would be as well as the fact that I was to be
on the job February 1st. I accepted the job on the spot. I would be
making almost twice my current salary and that was just for starters,
as other raises would follow if my performance were satisfactory.
Cleveland was 360 miles from here and that meant a complete change in
lifestyle.

I immediately called Mary and informed her of my promotion. She also
was excited about my new job and also now we would have the income to
buy a home rather than rent. I could sense a certain degree of
resignation she was feeling and I shared that feeling. Our interludes
with Carl would be coming to an end. The distance was just to great
for us to get together any longer.

We were really going to busy this month. The company was giving me
time to find a residence which meant Mary and I would probably be
driving to the Cleveland area on at least a couple of occasions. I had
my exams and also I had to train a new man to take over my job here.
Things were going to be hectic for a while.

As it turned out, I graduated and got my degree. Mary and I did make
two trips to Cleveland and we rented a small bungalow just outside
Cleveland.  We decided to rent for a year to get the lay of the land
before buying a place of our own. It would also give us a chance to
add to our savings so we would have a nice down payment for a home
when we were ready.

Mary had told Carl about our moving and there no to be no last get
together. Mary said Carl sounded dejected when she had told him, but
who could blame him. He hoped sometime in the future, we could get
together again.

On January 29th, the moving van arrived and we were saying goodbye to
our home here. The van was enormous for the amount of furniture we had
but since the company was paying, who was I to complain.

On to Cleveland and new adventures.

END OF PART 2




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