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"Ten Months"

Last night during a bath, Rebecca and I discussed my golf post and how she was different from her cougar coworker. She said she's not the type to dress slutty to go out and pick up.

The conversation continued into our bed where I gave her a massage. She laid down on her stomach while I straddled her ass/legs in order to rub her back and shoulders. As I massaged her, I told her I would have been okay with him coming over if the kids weren't around. I told her I could take the kids for a weekend to my parents' place, leaving her alone in the house. She commented how it would be weird to have him in our house.

I said that nothing would have to happen if she wasn't comfortable with it. I said it could be strictly platonic like this massage. She was face down with her top off so all I could see was her back as I worked her muscles. She said she did have a massage like this back in University, where she had her top off. She said all the guy could see was the sides of her breasts as he massaged her.

I worked my way down her back to the top of her ass. I reminded her that she has had plenty of professional massages where she had the top of her ass worked on, so it would still be considered platonic with G.

After awhile, I pulled her pajama bottoms down to expose her complete ass and told her I knew how much she likes her ass massaged, and I was certain G wouldn't mind doing it. She replied that it would be cruel, since she had no intention of reciprocating. I told her I'm sure G would still enjoy the experience.

When I finished her ass, I told her I would do her legs and still keep it platonic. I kept a sheet over her and slipped her bottoms down and off her legs. She was now completely naked under the sheet. I carefully uncovered her right leg, tucking the sheet between her legs. As I worked my way down to her feet, we kept talking. She told me how G had told her recently how he had stumbled across a colleague of his at the office late at night with a "friend". He had apparently interrupted them. As I worked on her leg, I told her that if she wasn't comfortable with him in our house, she could always visit his office. She laughed it off. When I massaged her foot, she moaned her approval. I finished her right leg and then covered it while exposing her left.

I was hard the entire time, still wearing my boxer briefs. I mentioned to her that if she can make her husband this hard during a platonic massage, imagine how hard G would get, since he hasn't had a woman in ten months. She said again it would be cruel. I told her to trust me that he would still enjoy it.

When I was done her leg, I straddled her back, this time "reverse cowboy" style facing her ass and legs. I slipped the sheet down to completely expose her ass, catching a glimpse of her lovely pussy.

As I massaged her ass, I worked a finger into her pussy from behind, followed quickly by my tongue.

She said, "that doesn't feel platonic.", but she parted her legs as she said it. I continued and she moaned her approval. At this point, we really hadn't established "who I was" as I sat on her back, leaning between her legs, tasting her smooth pussy.

From her response I could tell she was getting closer to her orgasm, so I got off her and asked her to turn over. As she did, I stripped off my boxers and climbed between her legs. I hesitated briefly with the head of my cock at her slick opening, then plunged it in. As usual, she felt amazing. She asked me how it felt, and I told her she felt perfect. I also told her, "Go slow with me, it's been a long time."

After a little while of pumping and grinding, she asked me if she could sit on me. I rolled over onto my back and she guided my cock in as she sat down on top of me. Because she was so wet, I entered her quickly, bumping into her cervix as I did.

She started to grind me as deeply as she could manage, my cock head circling her cervix deep inside her. I told her to go slowly.

She replied by asking, "Why? How long has it been?"

"Ten months", I replied.

And with those simple words, she shuddered and came.

The Drive Home

I picked Rebecca up from work yesterday like I always do. We were driving away making our usual "how was your day" small talk when she said "V" had been IM'ing her today. Apparently, he's back from his trip.

Of course, she downplayed it. He was asking to get together for drinks on Friday night. He brought up the massage and was asking her if she has ever done anything she regretted (he's not very subtle). As we were stopped at a light downtown, I reached over and placed my hand between her legs. She was wearing dress pants, but even then I could tell she was wet; it was almost through the crotch of her pants.

Now before anyone (including me) gets too excited, I have to say that she's currently ovulating. When she's at this point in her cycle, she gets extremely wet for no reason (other than reproduction, I guess). Before I could comment on her state, she confirmed as much, and that it had nothing to do with V.

Regardless, the combination of her texting V, and her (unrelated) soaked panties had me wanting her even more as we drove home. We stopped at the grocery store to pick up a few things, and I discretely disclosed to her while we were in the cheese section that I was still hard. She found it quite amusing. Luckily, I still had a long coat on due to the late spring.

We arrived home and I was looking forward to going bed where we could discuss the matter in more detail. Unfortunately, our boy decided to have a meltdown (again) at bedtime. This always puts her out of the mood, so I guess I'll just have to wait. We have a date night without our little munchkins this Saturday, so at least we'll be able to chat.

Oh, and she's still planning on having lunch with "G" this Friday, but insists that it's completely innocent. She's exciting even if she doesn't know it.

Essential Oils

Over the last couple of weeks, I decided to back off of my fantasy of Rebecca as a hotwife. I don't want her to feel pressured, and to be honest, I thought I needed a break from it too. Before I let it rest, though, I had made my point clear that I am comfortable with her exploring her sexuality as long as it's done openly and it's shared with me.

Without me bringing it up, there were several times when Rebecca would allude to something that happened at work which could have been construed as having "hotwife" undertones. Then last Friday, Rebecca told me she was invited out for drinks after work with a younger man from her company who she has been in touch with over the last few months. Of course, she sees his contacting her repeatedly as completely innocent, and she has always kept her flirting to a very subdued, almost non-existent level I say almost, because whatever she has said has kept him interested in her.

When she initially told me about it, she said she wanted me to come as well. Of course I knew this wasn't what he had in mind, but for her comfort, I said I would be happy to come and meet him. Unfortunately, she got busy later Friday afternoon and had to cancel our "date".

Fast forward to Saturday evening when Rebecca and I were preparing dinner and enjoying a new martini recipe. Rebecca was sitting at the island checking her facebook account as I mixed drinks, when she said "V" is online. I suggested she say hi, and they had a short but interesting conversation. She apologized for canceling their plans, and suggested she'll have to make it up to him. He replied by inquiring as to how, and she told him since he was the one who was put out, he should have some say. His suggestion was for a neck massage, saying he said he slept on it funny. The conversation went on to other topics, without her acknowledging the suggestion. Partway through, she surprised me by asking if he wanted it with or without essential oils. He was in the midst of talking about something else when he interrupted himself in all caps, requesting excitedly "WITH ESSENTIAL OILS!". It seems she got his attention.

They finished the conversation with him saying she had better practice her technique, and her replying to not worry, as she always "impresses". She then signed off telling him we had to feed the kids etc.

That night, as I slipped inside my wife, she asked me to "tell her something". I told her that at this exact moment, she had two men thinking of fucking her. I was the lucky one inside her at the moment, and V was stroking himself somewhere across town. We both seemed okay with that thought. In my case, the thought of him wanting my wife kept me hard after my first orgasm. I slowed down for my second one, savouring how she feels when she's has my cum once inside her already. She came with me when I had my second orgasm, and I collapsed on top of her as she held me.

V is heading out of the country for a couple of weeks, so he'll have to stew on their last conversation for awhile. As for my feelings on the recent developments, I would have to say that I'm still not expecting anything to happen, but I'm good with that. But I'm also fine if something else does happen. I'm very happy, and quite comfortable with how Rebecca has opened up. She has flirted openly with another man, and we've grown as a couple because of it. I can't even begin to try to understand this paradox, but I'll say I'm not worried about having another man lusting after my wife because I know how strong our love is. I'm confident that our love will always come first, and she can be confident knowing that I'll stand by her no matter what.

Massage Booked for Friday...

Some time ago, the kids and I gave Rebecca a gift certificate for a massage at her favorite spa. She always prefers having a man massage her, (stronger hands) and I have to say, I get turned on a little thinking about it (See this previous post as well).

She teased me last time that she was going to go "commando", but she chickened out and wore her usual panties and bra. This time, I mentioned she should make the jump and just take everything off. I didn't get an argument, but we'll see. I have also said she should feel free to ask him to rub her ass if she wants, since she loves this. Here's a shot of what he would be touching...

and..

There's been a few hints throughout our marriage that Rebecca's a little bit of an exhibitionist. It may be why she's allowing me to post these images. Make no mistake, this is the first time someone other than me has seen this part of her. I find it very exhilarating. There's more, but I thought I would start with these and see what the reaction is.

I'm sure she would appreciate any comments the readers of this blog might have, so please help me encourage her to post some of our better quality ones by leaving a comment or two. I'll read the comments to her in bed and we'll see where it takes us. With any luck, it will get her to post her thoughts as well...

The Massage Fantasy (Redux)

We've been back from our holidays for a few days now. I'm back at work, and Rebecca has had the rest of this week off to hang with the kids. I'm going through the typical post-vacation stress/ lack of motivation period. It usually lasts week or so after getting back to work. After that I generally get my shit together and focus on my work priorities.

Oddly enough, our sex life usually takes a bit of a dive while on vacation with the kids and grandparents. We had the double whammy of Rebecca being visited by George the week we were gone, although we did manage to have some fun. When we got home, we were back to our private sanctuary, and things have been back to "normal".

On Tuesday of this week, I asked Rebecca if she wanted a massage when we went to bed, she of course agreed, as she loves being massaged. I assumed the role of the masseur making small talk as I applied oil to her back, while she assumed the role of married client. This massage progressed in a similar fashion to ones in the past, with me slowly seducing her as I massaged her naked body. As I would get bolder and bolder, I would ask her, " What would your husband say if he saw my hands on your (ass, breasts, etc.)"? Her response would be something like, "Oh, I don't think he would mind.", or "He would like it." This time, I switched it up a little and once I was pushed deep inside, slowly making love, I whispered, "I have a confession to make. Your husband hired me to massage you. Actually, he's watching from the other room right now, probably stroking his cock as I pump you."

Rebecca got into this portion of the fantasy, as I got her to think of her husband (me) watching and stroking myself as her masseur gently fucked her. I said he could hear what she was saying as well, so she should ask him not to come and to wait for her meet him at home afterwards. Again, I could tell when she's getting into it. This time she came on her on my cock before I was even near my climax. I fully intended to assume the role of "husband" and use that portion of the fantasy to fill her with my cum. That was when she surprised me and whispered, "Where would he want you to cum?" I immediately replied, "Inside you." That short, unexpected piece of dialogue pulled me over the edge and I came long and deep inside my wife.

Epilogue: Her subtle participation in this fantasy and her request to have her lover cum inside of her drove me wild. Our steps into this fantasy world are small, but every one of them makes me hotter for my wife. Last night, I had a simple request to make love to my wife "just as the two of us". It was as hotter and more emotional for me than our fantasy world, but I honestly believe it is like this because of our fantasy play. My emotions are more exposed, or raw if you will. This sensitivity to my love for her is highlighted by this other part of our wonderful sex life.

Fantasies and Moral Obstacles

The other night, as we made love, I described in detail how the massage fantasy might unfold if I was just watching and not participating. She got quite wet and excited as I described his hands running over her body. I slowly made love to her while I described what would be happening. It was quite interesting to see/feel how she reacted the entire time. When I described him massaging her ass and teasing her, making her wet as I watched, I could feel her getting dangerously close to cumming. I thought I would push her over the edge and describe how he would tease her with his cock, running it over her wet lips, then eventually push inside her. (I tried to time the "act" with my thrusts). I may have been imagining things, but I think I felt her back off a little from the edge when I described him inside her. It wasn't until I came inside the warm walls of her pussy that the feeling of my pulsing cock pushed her to her own orgasm.

Post coital analysis:
Looking back, I think my sexy wife is still having a difficult time letting this particular bedroom fantasy take hold. I suppose it may be her strong moral base, "good wife code", etc. She may also be concerned that if she gets into this fantasy with me and enjoys it, there would be some obligation to follow through with it in real life. I think I need to reassure her that's not the case. Like many things in life, the anticipation would most certainly be better than the real thing. In our case, pushing the fantasy as close as possible towards the reality without going over the line would be excruciatingly erotic for both of us. We have the rest of our lives to explore each other and even if we never get to the "destination", the trip has been and will continue to be amazing...

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George

George (a.k.a. my wife's menstrual cycle) arrived yesterday, right on schedule. A few months ago, as an experiment, I set a calendar alarm on my iphone the day her period arrived and set it to repeat every 28 days. I did it more to chart when she was the hottest, so I could time my more adventurous advances properly (during ovulation). Yes, I sometimes amaze myself with the effort I'll go through when it comes to hot sex with my wife. As for her period, the last three months she was right on time once, off by day once and off by more than a week according to my phone. When she's late, I don't stress, since I was "snipped" some time ago. Regarding my "study", she's all over the map. In fact, she had one of her most intense orgasm in recent memory the night before george arrived.

During her period, I have found her sex drive to be consistent with other times of the month. I kind of enjoy the week she's "off limits" because it makes us be creative when it comes to our sex life. We have tried several alternatives to straight intercourse. She's a sucker for a massage, and once or twice many years ago, we even had anal sex. I remember one time, after slowly working my way in, I massaged her clit while I slowly pumped her from behind. Her orgasm was magnificent. The feeling of her ass spasming around my cock is beyond description.

This time around however, I stuck to a "basic" massage, which she always loves. As I massaged her back I thought out loud about how it might feel for her to have a "four handed" massage. We discussed it as I poured the oil on her. I explained it would be easy for myself and another to mirror each other as we massaged her body. I have to confess, this fantasy is as much for me as her, and I couldn't help but get hard as I worked my way down her back, ass and legs.

I told her to imagine that our other masseuse was doing everything I did. Come to think about it, I did say "masseuse", so she may have assumed it would be a female doing the massaging. I was always thinking the other would be a male.(for her pleasure) I worked down her legs, and when I got to her feet, I nibbled and sucked on her toes. When I went to do her ass, I asked her if she would let both of us work her ass. She said she only wanted my touch there. I said she would just have to relax and let herself enjoy four hands on her buttocks. She loves having her ass massaged, and once she was relaxed, I asked her if she would let me remove her panties. She said that she would like them taken off, as I have "taught" her to have her massages in the nude. I was able to lower her panties to completely expose her glutes, leaving her panties at the junction of her ass and legs

I finished giving her wonderful ass the attention it deserved, then asked her to roll over. She rolled onto her back, and I applied plenty of oil on her chest. Her nipples stiffened as I massaged each breast. I(we) worked our way down her belly, skipping her pelvic region, choosing instead to work the front of her thighs. I (We) worked back up her legs and spent some enjoyable time on her pubic mound. I used one hand to spread her labia and dripped oil with the other directly onto her exposed clitoris.

Having been recently waxed, she was still nice and trim "down there", so in the dim light of our bedroom , I was able to make out the upper portion of her mound as well as her lovely clit. I spent another five or ten minutes massage around her lips and some more time on her clitoris. As a man, I tend to have a bit of a heavy touch when it comes to these areas, so I had to control myself not to be too heavy handed.

My wife enjoys having her clit stroked, but her real intense orgasms come from penetration (which wasn't to be in this early stages of "george"), so I resigned myself to the fact that I wouldn't be able to get her to climax. Instead, sensing she had reached the highest point possible this time around, I asked her if she would mind if I stroked myself, as this had certainly been driving me crazy with lust.

In the past, she has always enjoyed when I masturbate, and this was no different. I grabbed some lubricant from our bedside table, and laid beside her on my back. As I stroked myself, she kissed me and played with my chest and nipples (which, for some reason, I love). Now, being a seasoned veteran when it comes to pleasuring myself, I brought myself to the brink of orgasm and backed off a couple of times. (I think the term is "edging") Whenever I do this on my own, my pre-cum starts leaking. My wife enjoys this, although she prefers when I leak inside her.

As I "edged" the third time, I told her I need to feel her against me. I climbed on top of her and pulled her panties down, exposing her oiled up labia and clit. We kissed, and as our tongues explored each others' mouths, my wet, pre-cum covered cockhead explored the folds of her pussy. It was as if I was painting her. I would start the head of my cock at the lower portion of her lips, and slowly glide it up and over her clit, until the sensitive underside of my shaft would make contact with her sensitive button. The thought of my pre-cum being spread all over her spread lips and clit was almost too much for me to stand, and I had to slow down in order to not lose control.

Although I said earlier that my wife orgasms the readiest through penetration, I could sense she was also approaching her peak as she ground her pussy against my cock. Now, one thing most men will be able to relate to is the ability to control an orgasm is much more difficult when you have a hot body against you. If you allow yourself to get too close to the edge, a seemingly small movement by your partner can push you over the edge. This is what happened to me. Just the registration of the thought that my hot wife was getting closer to coming coupled with the light flutter of her outer lips on my shaft put me over the edge. I came in several hot spurts, drenching her pussy in my come. I hope she wasn't too disappointed in my performance.

epilogue:
Usually, after we make love she goes to the bathroom to pee in order to reduce the chance of a bladder infection, which is completely understandable. This time, however, she simply pulled up her panties, leaving herself covered all night in my semen. I've revisited that thought several times in the last 24 hours, and it gets me hard just thinking about it.

The Massage Fantasy

Last night I asked my lovely wife if she felt like a massage when we went to bed. She loves being massaged, so I took the opportunity to work on my (our) fantasy a little. After she got ready for bed, I greeted her in our dressing room which connects our bedroom and ensuite. I put on my "masseur" persona and asked her to lie on the bed face down. She was only wearing panties so I covered her legs and ass, and attempted to remain professional by asking her what, if anything she wanted to have worked on. She replied she would like her shoulders, legs and ass massaged. (As her husband, I know she loves having her ass massaged.)

I told her that I'm not usually comfortable massaging a client's ass, but we'll see how it goes. As I poured oil onto my hands, I told her that I like to make conversation with my clients and that I hoped she wouldn't mind. I worked on her shoulders and back while we discussed our "remarkably" similar family lives. We both have two kids (a boy and girl),etc. I told her she was in remarkable shape for two kids. Her body is slim and taut. I mentioned how my wife is very similar to her and how I enjoy it when other men take notice.

I told her how my wife had been "people watching" and that she believed there are a lot of unattractive people out there. As I worked my way down her back, alternating between deep hard strokes and lighter soft caresses, I told her how I believe my wife is the type who needs to talk to someone before she can develop any sort of attraction.

I worked down her back and arrived at the top of her panties peeking out from under the covers. I told her that I was ready to work on her ass, but I'd need to remove her underwear. Still laying on her stomach, she lifted her bum in the air and allowed me to slide them down her beautiful legs. I threw her panties on empty side of the bed and dripped some oil onto the cheeks of her ass.

As I enjoyed my time touching her, I asked her what she thought her husband would think of her being massaged like this. She replied that she thought he wouldn't like it very much. I told her I disagreed and that the thought of another man looking at and touching her ass would probably turn her husband on.

I finished her glutes and worked my way down each leg. She gently parted her legs so I could reach the inside of her thighs. Every so often, I would allow my hand to drift to her warmth between her legs. I didn't touch her pussy, I just felt its heat.

When I finished her legs and feet, I asked her to turn over so I could complete her massage by doing her front. She turned over and exposed her wonderful breasts to me. Before I headed up there, though, I stayed below her waist and finished working the oil into her thigh muscles. Although the room was dark, I could see her neatly trimmed bush as it formed that lovely "v" pointing down to her ever so slightly protruding lips.

I asked her if I could massage her breasts for her and she nodded so I poured oil over each mound and slowly worked it into the smooth skin. I stayed to the outside of each breast , working my oil around, but not touching either nipple. As I watched her nipples grow and harden with my touch, I was overwhelmed with the urge to take them into my mouth. Since her eyes were closed, I allowed myself to bring my lips within a fraction of an inch of each nipple. I could almost feel their hardness through the sliver of air between my lips and them. I'm sure she could feel my breath on her, but she kept her eyes closed and played coy.

When I finished her chest, I brought my head up to her face so we were inches apart and began to massage her forehead. I worked my way down, around her eyes and massaged her cheeks. Finally, I arrived at her lips. Her lips are the perfect blend of fullness and form, so I told her to keep her eyes closed because I had a special method of massaging her lips. I leaned forward and gently kissed her. I then took my mouth and lightly flicked, kissed and sucked my way around her mouth. I started on the bottom of her mouth and worked my way around, occasionally letting my tongue glide into her mouth to caress hers.

When I was done, I expressed my opinion to her that her husband would be very turned on by her allowing her to be massaged so intimately. She didn't object. I told her the massage was complete, but since she was a little cold from being exposed to the bedroom air, I offered to warm her up in a very special way. I didn't wait for permission, I just removed my clothes and climbed on top of her. I pulled the sheets over us and began kissing her again.

There was second or two delay in her opening her legs before she allowed me between her thighs. When she did open up, I could feel her warmth against my hard cock. I didn't give her any time to reconsider as I pressed my hardness deep insider her with a couple of quick thrusts. She let out a couple of quick gasps and a small moan as I bottomed out inside her.

I told her that her husband would go crazy with lust once she told him she had my hard cock inside her. As I slowly started to pump her, I told her I wanted her to go home after this, go to her husband and climb on top of him. I told her I wanted her to tell him about the entire massage, including how it felt to have another man's cock inside her.

She was getting extremely wet and turned on as I picked up the pace of the pumping. I think it was knowing she was so turned on by this fantasy that got me very close to the edge of exploding. When my cock twitched inside her she said she could feel it. I told her we needed to slow it down a little. I also mentioned that I have been "snipped", so if she chose, I could come inside of her. I told her as I resumed pumping her that when she arrived home and climbed on top of her husband's cock, he would feel our wetness as he pumped her.

After awhile of grinding against her, she whispered that she wanted to sit on top of me. It was then I rolled us over so we could resume with her on top.

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I took this opportunity to assume the role of myself, having awoke to the feeling of my wife climbing on top of me in our bed. As she buried my cock inside of her and began to grind against me, I asked her what had come over her. As we kept grinding, I grabbed her ass and rocked her hips back and forth on mine. I could feel my leaking cock head as it occasionally bumped into her cervix. I then took the opportunity to "remember" that she had come home from a massage. I asked her if the massage had turned her on, and she confirmed it had.

As we made love, I pressed her for details. I asked if he had massaged her ass, and she confirmed he had. I asked if he had touched her breasts and she confirmed this as well. I decided to keep pressing to see how far it went, so I asked her if he had fucked her. She was quiet on her response, so I took this as confirmation and increased our pace. It is a bit of a blur from this point on, but I think I may have asked how his cock felt inside of her and whether he had come inside her. I don't recall her exact reply, but whatever it was, it was enough to put me over the edge. I came quite hard inside of her. As I did this, I imagined my come was mixing with that which was already there, thereby reclaiming my wife from her lover. Fortunately, after my explosion, she wasn't far behind. She cried out in an orgasm as I felt the walls of her pussy explode in an eruption of convulsing tremors.

She collapsed on top of me as I gently kissed her and whispered loving words. Since she is a loving and very wholesome wife, I like to reassure her after she's let her imagination run wild, so she feels comfortable at the end of the fantasy.

This morning, she mentioned she could use a massage like that any time. I said I got as much out of it as she did....