08-08-2019, 02:38 PM
PART I
My wife Shelly & I are married for fifteen years. She is now 35 and I am 39. Both of us have successful careers. She is a senior manager in a bank and I am a Vice President in a software company. Shelly is a very pretty woman, slim & extremely fair. She is 5' 3" and weighs 48 kgs (105 lbs). Her moderate 34B boobs are shapely, her waist is narrow (28) and her hips are very large & curvaceous (38). She was a classical dancer and after she gave up dancing her hips grew in size. I am also in a good shape, 5' 10", 72 kgs (160 lbs). I have managed to avoid a paunch by playing golf 3-4 days a week.
As none of us travel much and our only son (13 years) is in a boarding school, we have plenty of opportunity to freely enjoy sex at home. We all along had a fairly active sex life. We enjoyed sex 2-3 times a week and were happy about it. We always tried to spice up our sex life by trying out different things. But for last couple of years the frequency of making love has gone down. I realised my sex urge is still very strong, but my eagerness for having sex with Shelly has gone down. I felt guilty about it and tried to make it up by having sex with her, even when I was not particularly keen on having sex.
From Shelly's body language at the time of having sex, I was pretty sure her sex urge was still pretty high. In any case, it's common knowledge that women's sexual urge is highest in mid thirties. But I noticed she never initiates sex these days. Earlier she very often did things to tempt me for sex. Another new thing was, I fantasised about other women when having sex with Shelly. Only such fantasy brought me to climax. Shelly also took much longer to climax.
One evening, she & I sat naked in our lounge and enjoyed drinks. This was something very favourite to both for us. Usually after a couple of pegs, we both turn horny and we start exploring each other's body. As we drink more our horniness builds up in stages and eventually we have wild sex. But that evening was very dull. To liven it up, I ran a movie on our DVD. The movie was pretty hot and it turned both of us on. While watching the movie we sucked & licked each other and eventually had sex on the floor by turning the movie off midway. We both had very strong climax. After we recovered, Shelly started the movie again. Though I was sleepy, I carried on with more drinks and watched the movie till the end. When the movie was over, we had sex again.
As we lied on the floor fully exhausted, I said, "Do you realise we made love twice in one session after a very long time. Possibly after two years."
"Of course, I do," she said in a rueful voice, "our bodies are loosing charm to each other. We need to watch others to get turned on."
"You are more than correct," I was emphatic, "but what do we do improve things?"
"What thoughts do you have in mind, when you have sex with me?" she asked.
"I imagine two things – either I am fucking another woman or you are being fucked by another man." I was totally frank.
"Hey, I have very similar thoughts. I do imagine getting laid by another man, but the thought of you fucking another woman excites me a lot more." She said in an excited voice.
"Don't you have any other fantasy?" she asked.
"Yes I do. I imagine another woman & you making love." I said with the apprehension that she would not like this.
She kept mum for a while and said, "I have such naughty thoughts too."
As she said this, she gave me a kiss and as the kiss continued, I inserted my finger in her shaved pussy. (She used to be hairy earlier, as I loved her thick jungle. But off late she shaves herself clean. Another indication of loss of interest in me.) She held my cock, which was getting erect. We finally got into 69 position and made each other cum.
After that fantastic evening, we felt happy that we fully understood each other's mind. We both knew we got to do something to fulfil our needs, but we didn't talk about it. There were too many hindrances. We knew for both of us social taboo wasn't any problem. But for the outer world it was. There were willing men in plenty. But women were too orthodox and inhibited. We kept on thinking, but there were no solutions in sight.
Usually we celebrated our wedding anniversary with a party. As our fifteenth anniversary was approaching, I was planning something big. But Shelly said this time she would prefer a quiet dinner at home. I was a bit intrigued but kept quiet. On the anniversary day, I gifted her a diamond necklace. As I was getting ready for office, I noticed Shelly was in the bathroom early, though she said she taken leave for that day. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened. Shelly was standing there stark naked. The necklace was tied on her waist and the pendant was dangling on her pussy, which was now covered with thick neatly groomed bush. I realised we didn't have sex for nearly two weeks and that's why I didn't notice Shelly had stopped shaving.
This made me crazy with excitement and I drew her naked body close and kissed her deeply. As I was pressing her boobs hard, she disengaged herself. She said I should reserve my passion for the evening, when a still more exciting surprise would be awaiting me.
In the evening, after reaching home there wasn't anything exciting. Shelly had already dressed up. She wore a powder blue silk skirt, with dark blue embroidery on it. It reached just above her knees Her blouse matched the colour of the embroidery and was sleeveless. Her armpit was silky smooth and the light hair she had on her legs & thighs had also disappeared, leaving a glowing skin. As I was watching her, she asked me with a smile if I liked the waxing job. I asked her if she had a whole body waxing. She said, let that remain a surprise. Though I was very keen to find out, I didn't push her.
After I had my shower, I dressed up in Jeans and a round neck T-shirt. By the time I was ready, the doorbell rang. As no guest was expected, I wondered who it was. To my most pleasant surprise, it was Nikki. She was Shelly's colleague. She was a little younger than Shelly and a divorcee.
I had a special interest in Nikki because of her sexy look and as she didn't try to hide her attraction for me. The way she hugged me and kissed me on the cheeks, her physical desire was more than evident. This was, of course, a social embarrassment for me and I was also worried about Shelly's reaction. She was a dark and big built woman, with a very attractive face and thick sexy lips. Shelly told me Nikki often dated different guys, but none were steady.
I possibly saw her 6 months ago, when she was quite plump. She was about 5'8" with huge boobs, must be 38D. Her hips were also large, may be 40 or so and very nicely curved. Shelly did mention Nikki was regularly working out and lost weight. But now I was amazed to see how much she had reduced. Now her waistline was much thinner, giving her an hourglass shape and the tyres of flab around her waist had vanished. Her thick arms had reduced and her neck looked much longer. I wasn't sure if her boobs and hips had reduced in size, but they definitely looked much more curvaceous & sexier.
Nikki was wearing a milk white Kurta & Churidar made of a special cotton fabric called Lucknow Chikon. The cotton is very light and there is self coloured embroidery on it. The fabric is almost transparent and made crisp with starch. Women in India usually wear a slip under such a kurta as the fabric is almost see through. But Niki had dared wearing it without any slip and her cinnamon coloured skin & her black bra were clearly visible through the fabric. The fabric was really transparent. Even under two layers her back panty on her dark hips could be visualised from the backside. I was simply enamoured to see the sexy dark beauty at our doorstep and now knew what Shelly meant as a surprise.
Nikki had a bouquet of yellow roses in her hand. As Shelly took the bouquet from her hand, she hugged me and planted a kiss on my lips. The kiss was a little longer than usual and I deeply enjoyed the aroma of her perfume, the soft & wet touch of her awesome lips and the warmth of her luscious body. As I knew Shelly's mind, I wasn't embarrassed at her overture, but there was already a stir in my crotch and I was scared of erection showing up.
Shelly & Nikki settled down in the lounge and I started arranging drinks. As both the ladies chose to drink malt whisky, my job became easier. I placed the whisky bottle, a large two litre soda bottle and the ice pail on the centre table. I poured small drinks for Shelly & me, Shelly's one with full soda & a little ice and mine with plenty of ice and a dash of soda. As I asked Nikki for her preference, she wanted a large one on the rocks. Since I didn't use a peg measure, I generously poured whisky in Nikki's glass on lots of ice. I lighted two cigarettes for Nikki & me. When we were in the second round of drinks, Shelly started sharing puffs with both Nikki & me.
My wife Shelly & I are married for fifteen years. She is now 35 and I am 39. Both of us have successful careers. She is a senior manager in a bank and I am a Vice President in a software company. Shelly is a very pretty woman, slim & extremely fair. She is 5' 3" and weighs 48 kgs (105 lbs). Her moderate 34B boobs are shapely, her waist is narrow (28) and her hips are very large & curvaceous (38). She was a classical dancer and after she gave up dancing her hips grew in size. I am also in a good shape, 5' 10", 72 kgs (160 lbs). I have managed to avoid a paunch by playing golf 3-4 days a week.
As none of us travel much and our only son (13 years) is in a boarding school, we have plenty of opportunity to freely enjoy sex at home. We all along had a fairly active sex life. We enjoyed sex 2-3 times a week and were happy about it. We always tried to spice up our sex life by trying out different things. But for last couple of years the frequency of making love has gone down. I realised my sex urge is still very strong, but my eagerness for having sex with Shelly has gone down. I felt guilty about it and tried to make it up by having sex with her, even when I was not particularly keen on having sex.
From Shelly's body language at the time of having sex, I was pretty sure her sex urge was still pretty high. In any case, it's common knowledge that women's sexual urge is highest in mid thirties. But I noticed she never initiates sex these days. Earlier she very often did things to tempt me for sex. Another new thing was, I fantasised about other women when having sex with Shelly. Only such fantasy brought me to climax. Shelly also took much longer to climax.
One evening, she & I sat naked in our lounge and enjoyed drinks. This was something very favourite to both for us. Usually after a couple of pegs, we both turn horny and we start exploring each other's body. As we drink more our horniness builds up in stages and eventually we have wild sex. But that evening was very dull. To liven it up, I ran a movie on our DVD. The movie was pretty hot and it turned both of us on. While watching the movie we sucked & licked each other and eventually had sex on the floor by turning the movie off midway. We both had very strong climax. After we recovered, Shelly started the movie again. Though I was sleepy, I carried on with more drinks and watched the movie till the end. When the movie was over, we had sex again.
As we lied on the floor fully exhausted, I said, "Do you realise we made love twice in one session after a very long time. Possibly after two years."
"Of course, I do," she said in a rueful voice, "our bodies are loosing charm to each other. We need to watch others to get turned on."
"You are more than correct," I was emphatic, "but what do we do improve things?"
"What thoughts do you have in mind, when you have sex with me?" she asked.
"I imagine two things – either I am fucking another woman or you are being fucked by another man." I was totally frank.
"Hey, I have very similar thoughts. I do imagine getting laid by another man, but the thought of you fucking another woman excites me a lot more." She said in an excited voice.
"Don't you have any other fantasy?" she asked.
"Yes I do. I imagine another woman & you making love." I said with the apprehension that she would not like this.
She kept mum for a while and said, "I have such naughty thoughts too."
As she said this, she gave me a kiss and as the kiss continued, I inserted my finger in her shaved pussy. (She used to be hairy earlier, as I loved her thick jungle. But off late she shaves herself clean. Another indication of loss of interest in me.) She held my cock, which was getting erect. We finally got into 69 position and made each other cum.
After that fantastic evening, we felt happy that we fully understood each other's mind. We both knew we got to do something to fulfil our needs, but we didn't talk about it. There were too many hindrances. We knew for both of us social taboo wasn't any problem. But for the outer world it was. There were willing men in plenty. But women were too orthodox and inhibited. We kept on thinking, but there were no solutions in sight.
Usually we celebrated our wedding anniversary with a party. As our fifteenth anniversary was approaching, I was planning something big. But Shelly said this time she would prefer a quiet dinner at home. I was a bit intrigued but kept quiet. On the anniversary day, I gifted her a diamond necklace. As I was getting ready for office, I noticed Shelly was in the bathroom early, though she said she taken leave for that day. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened. Shelly was standing there stark naked. The necklace was tied on her waist and the pendant was dangling on her pussy, which was now covered with thick neatly groomed bush. I realised we didn't have sex for nearly two weeks and that's why I didn't notice Shelly had stopped shaving.
This made me crazy with excitement and I drew her naked body close and kissed her deeply. As I was pressing her boobs hard, she disengaged herself. She said I should reserve my passion for the evening, when a still more exciting surprise would be awaiting me.
In the evening, after reaching home there wasn't anything exciting. Shelly had already dressed up. She wore a powder blue silk skirt, with dark blue embroidery on it. It reached just above her knees Her blouse matched the colour of the embroidery and was sleeveless. Her armpit was silky smooth and the light hair she had on her legs & thighs had also disappeared, leaving a glowing skin. As I was watching her, she asked me with a smile if I liked the waxing job. I asked her if she had a whole body waxing. She said, let that remain a surprise. Though I was very keen to find out, I didn't push her.
After I had my shower, I dressed up in Jeans and a round neck T-shirt. By the time I was ready, the doorbell rang. As no guest was expected, I wondered who it was. To my most pleasant surprise, it was Nikki. She was Shelly's colleague. She was a little younger than Shelly and a divorcee.
I had a special interest in Nikki because of her sexy look and as she didn't try to hide her attraction for me. The way she hugged me and kissed me on the cheeks, her physical desire was more than evident. This was, of course, a social embarrassment for me and I was also worried about Shelly's reaction. She was a dark and big built woman, with a very attractive face and thick sexy lips. Shelly told me Nikki often dated different guys, but none were steady.
I possibly saw her 6 months ago, when she was quite plump. She was about 5'8" with huge boobs, must be 38D. Her hips were also large, may be 40 or so and very nicely curved. Shelly did mention Nikki was regularly working out and lost weight. But now I was amazed to see how much she had reduced. Now her waistline was much thinner, giving her an hourglass shape and the tyres of flab around her waist had vanished. Her thick arms had reduced and her neck looked much longer. I wasn't sure if her boobs and hips had reduced in size, but they definitely looked much more curvaceous & sexier.
Nikki was wearing a milk white Kurta & Churidar made of a special cotton fabric called Lucknow Chikon. The cotton is very light and there is self coloured embroidery on it. The fabric is almost transparent and made crisp with starch. Women in India usually wear a slip under such a kurta as the fabric is almost see through. But Niki had dared wearing it without any slip and her cinnamon coloured skin & her black bra were clearly visible through the fabric. The fabric was really transparent. Even under two layers her back panty on her dark hips could be visualised from the backside. I was simply enamoured to see the sexy dark beauty at our doorstep and now knew what Shelly meant as a surprise.
Nikki had a bouquet of yellow roses in her hand. As Shelly took the bouquet from her hand, she hugged me and planted a kiss on my lips. The kiss was a little longer than usual and I deeply enjoyed the aroma of her perfume, the soft & wet touch of her awesome lips and the warmth of her luscious body. As I knew Shelly's mind, I wasn't embarrassed at her overture, but there was already a stir in my crotch and I was scared of erection showing up.
Shelly & Nikki settled down in the lounge and I started arranging drinks. As both the ladies chose to drink malt whisky, my job became easier. I placed the whisky bottle, a large two litre soda bottle and the ice pail on the centre table. I poured small drinks for Shelly & me, Shelly's one with full soda & a little ice and mine with plenty of ice and a dash of soda. As I asked Nikki for her preference, she wanted a large one on the rocks. Since I didn't use a peg measure, I generously poured whisky in Nikki's glass on lots of ice. I lighted two cigarettes for Nikki & me. When we were in the second round of drinks, Shelly started sharing puffs with both Nikki & me.
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