It actually happened… (part 1)

I have typed this whole thing out a few times and have finally decided to post. Because I have never posted before, please be patient with my writing and what not. So with that being said, lets get into it.

My name isn’t important, and for the sake of the keeping it safe and anonymous, we can call my wife Rachel. So, Rachel and I are in our early 30s, we’ve been together for 10 years and married for 8. College sweethearts, the whole shabang. For those who like background and descriptions, Rachel is about 5’4, definitely curvy in the right place, and I guess that is what two kids will do. She has sandy blonde hair, brown eyes, 36DD and a plump mom booty. Rachel grew up very sheltered in an exceedingly religious household, and was pretty well off in terms of family having money. In contrast, I am the most average 5’11, 180lbs guy that grew up very poor.

After Rachel turned 18 and went off to college, she did stop going to church so often, but did keep the conservative religious nature about her. On the other hand, I was more of a wild ass, and maybe thats what attracted her to me? With that being said, our sex life was also vanilla. I have always been the one to push boundaries and get her to try new things. A few years into our relationship, during a post sex talk, we talked about ways we could spice things up in the future and secret fantasies we’ve never told anyone before. As I kind of expected, Rachel’s fantasies included things like bondage, car play, public play, etc. just things that I kind of expected due to her lack of experience and conservative upbringing. On the other hand, I did not have many fantasies, just one-- I wanted to see another man have his way with my wife. After 10 years of marriage, a nice little family, and a beautiful sheltered wife, the hottest thing to me was the possibility of seeing her turn into some sort of porn star or something.

I was hesitant to disclose this fantasy to her, but I did anyways as she had disclosed hers to me. Shockingly, she was open to it-- not actually doing it, but including it into our bedroom talk (I am a talkative person during sex). She expressed it is not something she would EVER even consider doing in real life, but she saw no harm in just including it in bedroom talk. This kicked off a wild ride for us, while having sex she would tease me about hooking up with some random guy, sending me videos of it, etc. This went on for a few years and I loved it. It was such a turn on for her to be willing to talk about it and include it in our bedroom talk. Eventually, just talking about it lost its edge to me and it began to not excite me as much as it once did.

Because of this, I asked her about opening up more and sexting someone… just really any step that could advance my fantasy. She was not open to this idea, and I left it alone. It sucked, but leaving it alone was the right thing to do. At this point, I thought my fantasy was essentially capped. Until one day things kind of picked up. Rachel is a traveling operations director at a construction company that is big in our area. Most of her job is traveling around to different sites/facilities to ensure progress is being made, deliver plans from higher ups, and ensure all protocol is being followed. One day at work, I received a text from Rachel that explained while at a facility, a guy (we can call him Jack) was bold enough to joke around and even flirt with her. The real shocking part was her explaining that she actually found him attractive and flirted back a little.

Her texts explaining the situation sent me over the moon. That night we had some of the hottest sex that we have ever had. I questions about what she found attractive about him, did she consider doing anything, when will she visit his facility again, etc. After we finished having sex, we needed to have a talk because it sent my mind and fantasies into overdrive. She explained that she would be open to flirting more with him when she visited his facility, but reminded me to be realistic and not get excited because she did not feel comfortable doing anything more than subtle flirting. I was disappointed that the fantasy essentially seemed capped again. Over the next few months, she did visit his facility a few more times, and each time I received texts about Jack flirting with her, blatantly checking her out, and offering to take her out to lunch. She would tell me that she would flirt back, would purposely wear revealing shirts and tighter pants when she knew she would visit his facility, but would always decline his offers of things progressing outside of work.

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The nights after she would visit his facility always led to us having intense sex. I would always tease her that I would love video updates of him and her rather than text updates about flirting, and would constantly remind her that if she ever wanted to actually do anything with Jack that I was completely open to it and would be happy if it ever happened. She always responded to me with teasing saying maybe she will. Nothing ever actually came of it though and we both eventually got very busy with work. For a while, we both became very busy with work. Normally, we would have sex one or twice a week, but this shifted to once every three or so weeks. One day, Rachel texted me that she would be visiting Jack’s facility that day, and I responded with my normal teasing of encouraging her to do something, send me videos of them hooking up, and so on. About an hour and a half later, Rachel texted me that Jack had invited her to lunch and she was actually considering taking him up on the offer. This sent my head and cock both into orbit. I texted her back that I thought it was an amazing idea and that she should totally do it.

After sending that text, Rachel called me a few minutes later and explained that she wants to, but she would feel so guilty like she was cheating. Rachel explained that was the main reason she had never let it progress beyond bedroom talk because she would feel too guilty like she was cheating. I explained to her that it was not cheating, it was a fantasy I wanted to happen, and that it would be the hottest thing she could possibly do. I also reminded her about our lack of sex, and teased that she could maybe have him do stuff to her that I normally dont do. This excited her and she asked a few more times if I was sure to which I replied that I wanted it more than anything. Rachel told me she would have lunch with Jack, but do not get my hopes up because she would be extremely nervous and still was not totally comfortable. I told Rachel that was okay and I respect that. But, I also teased that if something happened I wanted a video. She laughed, called me an ass, and hung up.

About an hour later, I felt my phone vibrate and unlocked my phone to see something that I NEVER thought I would see. I opened my phone to a video text from Rachel. I opened the video and saw my sweet, conservative, religious wife in the front seat of a car that I did not recognize with her head bobbing up and down on a rather large cock. From what I could see, they were parked in a back alley somewhere. She was leaning over from the passenger seat, her head bobbing up and down on his cock, and her pants pulled down slightly and I assume he was finger fucking her pussy while she went down on him. About 10 minutes later, I received another video of her going down on him very deep, him grunting and moaning, and her head staying down. I went straight to the bathroom at work and blew my load.

I could barely contain myself and told my boss I needed to leave early because I was starting to feel ill. I was sent home early and I kept rewatching the videos over and over. I could not believe it. My sweet, sheltered wife just sucked a big cock and swallowed his load. Later that day, Rachel came home and we had probably the hottest and most intense sex of our whole marriage. I normally still wear condoms as we are unsure if we want anymore kids or not, but we had raw sex and I couldn’t help but blow my whole load inside of her.

Unfortunately, to make a long story short, after we had sex she explained that she felt horrible about what she did. I consoled her and let her know that she did not do anything wrong. But unfortunately she regretted it and expressed that she did not want to ever do it again. I let her know that I support her 100% and stand behind any decision she makes. I expressed that my fantasy means nothing in the face of her mental health. She was grateful for this and it alleviated the guilt she was feeling. She eventually set it up to where her assistant would visit Jack’s facility from now on. Selfishly, I was disappointed, but knew it was for the best and respected/supported the decision she made. I asked her if it was okay if I saved the videos on my phone to enjoy by myself and she said it was okay, but she just didnt want to see them or me to talk about them. Fortunately, we quickly fell back into our normal routine once our work loads slowed down and things went back to normal.

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